vacation, all i ever wanted

i had myself a serious revery today thinking about how amazing it was to be thirteen-ish and having the whole summer to lie in the sun and go to the arcade and sneak cigarettes and get a savage tan courtesy of hawaiian tropic #2. now i'm thirteen x three (well, almost) and i am pining for some time off. the good news is that i'm headed up to sea ranch for four days of r&r; the bad news that is it's only four days and i need something more like forty. however, i did just receive a $50 companion airfare certificate that will get me and the mister to hawaii for a quite-reduced rate, so i feel a drunken air reservation coming on.

speaking of islands, spent friday with the mister's parental units in catalina, which was pretty great as always. the distinguishing event of this outing was that we rented a john boat and took it out around the island, which was cool. i've never skippered on the pacific before, and the looks of fright on my passengers' faces eventually abated.

ps -- emmylou harris has a new album out, and aside from the adult contemporary touches in too many places to count, it's ok. her voice, though, is still totally chill-inducing.