home has never tasted so sweet…

I’m home!!!

I’m so happy I could cry!! I actually did have very big happy tears in my eyes yesterday as I got off the plane and felt the cool San Francisco air. But I had little patience for the painstaking minutes it took to get from the airport to my house, as I was tired of passing the time before returning to *my life*.

The flight seemed to take FOREVER! and with an hour delay already, I was anxious to just. get. home. SO by the time I got on BART I just tried my best to just close my eyes, let my mind be soothed by my music and be comforted by the fact that, although I wasn’t home already, it was closer now than it had been in 10 days and that was better than nothing!

Finally I got home and snuggled my sweet fuzzy kitty for a long, long time!! Nobody gives him snuggles like his Momma and I could tell he was in heaven soaking the familiar lovin up from head to toe. My little buddy is sooo handsome!!! It was a very sweet and exciting reunion for both of us.

Then quickly I did a little cleaning up and took a shower to get ready for Rick’s arrival. We missed eachother so bad this week, it was agonizing. But seeing eachother was almost like a shock, so amazingly good and yet both of us just kept pinching ourselves that we were really finally together again. I was sure I was going to wake up any minute, still in Florida, a million miles away from my lover.

Thankfully, I’m *really* here!! And the last 24 hours back in town could not have been more lovely, or more genuinely the San Francisco that I know & love.

First of all coming home to my lovely little sunny garden flat and having my sweet kitty here to meet me with open paws and purrrrrs. And then seeing my sweetie, who had brought me the biggest bouquet of sunflowers I’ve ever received in my life! :) AND he made us reservations at Little Nepal (SFGate review), a restaurant we’ve been wanting to try in my neighborhood (and it was really good!!).

Then this morning we went for my *favorite* breakfast: Huevos Rancheros at Boogaloo’s on Valencia. And while we were waiting for our table, we went into Aquarius Records. I listened to what they had at their listening station and decided I want the new Clinic. I should have bought it today. Rick bought a few CD’s that I’m looking forward to hearing though.

Also, coincedentally, today was the 1st Annual Valencia Street Fair! Which made sense after I heard it was ’1st Annual’, because when we first saw it I was like “Since when does Valencia St have a Street Fair?”. Well, I was delighted we were down there for the first day of it!

It was only a block long since this is the first year, so maybe next year it’ll be 2 blocks! :) Usually I don’t visit other Street Fairs around this city, but I was glad we stumbled upon this one. There were some great vendors, mostly local Mission artists, restaurants and stores had booths with stuff for sale. I got a new necklace and a great new ring!

Luckily the sun came out, too!! It was really cold lastnight & we even woke up to cold & rain this morning… so I felt like Mother Nature was shining down on the Mission today, supporting their 1st year… (and maybe trying to sooth my transition from the tropical warmth to chilly SF! :)

We ran into Ev, Sarah and their friend, Scott, and stopped and chatted w/ them for a bit. And then I recognized this girls baby line, Speesees (she had a booth) that I’d just heard about recently in a conversation I’d had with someone after I told them about my wanting to start a baby line. But I couldn’t figure out where & who I had been talking with though, and because I knew Rick wasn’t there I couldn’t use him as my backup short term memory (which often comes in so handy!). I told her “Oh, someone I know knows you…” but then found myself searching for who the heck it could be and then finally remembered it was from a great conversation with a bunch of architects at Rachel’s going away party. And she said, “Oh ya, I know a ton of architects!” and waved her arms to the two guys there chatting with her and one of them (Jeremiah) was the guy I had been talking to! Huzzah! Small world! :) So it was great to chat w/ her about her business and to run into Rachel’s friend again.

So my last 24 hours, between coming home to my darling kitty and flat full of MY stuff, to the delicious (and wonderfully authentically ethnic) dinner, to my favorite breakfast with my sweetie, to buying music and shiny jewelry, to the sun coming out, running into old and new friends in our cozy little city, and experiencing Valencia Street in full swing on a Sunday morning… *sigh* it is sooo very good to be home. :)

As we were walking back to the car I said to Rick that I couldn’t have asked for a more amazing welcome back, and that I wanted to kiss whoever was responsible for making everything so magical for me. And Rick said “You’re the one whose responsible. You’ve created this wonderful life for yourself and we were all just here waiting for you to come home.”

So I kissed him and he kissed me back. :)

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11 Responses to home has never tasted so sweet…

  1. slim says:

    Rick got it right. You created it all and you did with your wonderfully positive energy. I love reading about your daily life because your spirit shines through in the most ordinary of activities. It is so apparent that you are in love with life. And as I am fitfully reclaiming my own life, it’s INSPIRING. Rock on Willo.

  2. slim says:

    Wow, me being accused of being sappy…how ironic and heartening. And as far as upset stomachs, after reading your comments that makes three of us. My God, how sad.

  3. willo says:

    I don’t think they’re accusing you or me… it’s just that some can stomach happiness a little better than others. I am just glad I am someone who can take buckets full! :)

    To each their own… we only have to worry about our own state of minds when it comes to perspective on life. I know where I’m at, and others are welcome to be wherever they’re most comfortable, too.

  4. Anonymous says:

    “I think I just got a cavity. =) ”

    That means it’s sweet. Don’t be tagging that stomach ache comment on to what I said.

    Man, you leave off an emoticon and people get all reactionary and stupid. I loathe those things. I wish they’d gone the way of typewriters.

  5. ??? says:

    The stomach is sick from too much happiness. You know, kind of like too much of a good thing makes you sick (or it simply starts looking cheap).

  6. lyney-lou says:

    hey, ????
    there can never be too much happiness in this world! god bless you beautiful willo!!! it’s nice to know it is possible out there!

  7. willo says:

    hahaa – Anonymous, you must love my posts then. I’m smiley happy! :D

    I can’t help it. If you were talking to me, I’d be grinning ear to ear, so they just feel right. But you may have noticed I’ve disabled the big yellow smiley’s from showing up in the comments area.

    The big yellow face emoticons are fine on IM’s, but in a post or on a website, they can come off TOO smiley IMO.

    I’ve actually been trying to reign in my smiley’s a little bit, and my exclamation points :) ! but my expression doesn’t like boundries.

    Anyway – thanks for coming back & saying it’s sweet.

    Sorry to ??? – Get Well Soon.

  8. aimee says:

    Willo,
    I love you! Your blog makes me miss San Francisco. And Saturdays, because I am always working at the Coffee Shop. But, it’s a cool coffee shop, so there’s that. When are you going to come to New Orleans? You and Rick should come for Halloween. It’s the best holiday to spend in the city. Better than Mardi Gras, in my opinion, because it’s all locals.

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