Okay, so here in Atlanta, we’re underwater.Â Â Thank goodness, we, the Snyder-Poma clan, are safe and dry. But things around us are crazy.Â Trees down. Canoes in the streets. Puddles everywhere. As a result, schools are closed.Â And just coincidentally, the car is in the shop, so we’re housebound and playing hooky.Â Lots of TV and snackfood and dancing around in our PJs.
This sort of dayÂ is always nice.Â The unexpected absence of mobility. Like a snow day.Â “Well, we can’t be expected to actually DO anything today.”
But tomorrow life will begin again.Â We’llÂ get ready for our next adventure.Â Clean the car and pack the bags and charge the phone.Â Ready ourselves for thejourney.
First, we’ll go to Greenville, SC, for the SIBA Trade Show. Then, we’ll head out from there and drive north, for Yom Kippur and Succot in Baltimore with family.
This is a long trip. Three weeks on the road, just me and the boys.Â We have a wedding (for dear old friends) in Ithaca, and a poetry reading in Brooklyn, a blogger conference in DC, and one for librarians in Frederick. I’ll be meeting up with some wonderful twitter friends, and chatting with some nice media folk.
But also, we’ll have lots of empty days, relieved of our usual surroundings and schedule.Â I intend to eat pizza at Scittinos, and visit the Red Canoe for a spinach muffin and books, and walk through Herring Run Park, and hang around the tire playground in Catonsville.Â Just be home, in Baltimore, for several weeks.Â I’m looking forward to it.
Oh, and… ahem… did I mention I have SPRINGSTEEN TICKETS!?
I HAVE SPRINGSTEEN TICKETS!!!!!!
In sooooooo many ways, I’m going home.