Driving during rush hour and eating patties

Last night after work, I drove across the city to pick up an order. The drive during rush hour going westbound was a bit crazy. It's never fun having the sun in your face!

Driving back home was far more enjoyable in the dark. It was my usual drive home early two years ago, before this pandemic. It wasn't busy, which was nice.

I bought a dozen beef patties after I had picked up my order. They were so good. They were hot. I ate two of them in my car before heading home.

Thank goodness I bought a dozen. At the rate that Imm consuming them, they won't last long!

Hot, humid weather, with sunscreen applied

Goodness, being on vacation is exhausting when it is hot and humid. I spent some time outside and managed to remember to apply sunscreen.

I love sunscreen. I was out there for a couple of hours and didn't get crispy. Yay!

Canada Day and a sunburn

Canada Day celebrations in our nation's capital are amazing! I had a ton of fun proudly wearing a Canada t-shirt, walking around with fellow Canadians, and taking in the live music performances.

I spent far too much time outdoors, though. I have a bit of a sunburn on my arms and around my neck.

The rest of me is fine. I was out in the sun for a couple of hours. It could have been much worse.

Too bad my butt isn't tanned. Life isn't always fair.

Jetlag, travel, sun, and tan lines

My guy is thoughtful. He wrote me an e-mail on Monday, asking how I was. Monday was Victoria Day. Unfortunately, he had to work the holiday.

My guy doesn't do well across timezones these days. I bet that he is jetlagged. As for me, I typically do well. However, with a three-hour difference between Toronto and Los Angeles, it took me longer to flip over this time around. I don't think that my sleeping okay during my trip and then sleeping really well in my own bed when I returned home helped with my biological clock.

Needless to say, I felt pretty drained my first day back at work. Thankfully, I didn't fall asleep.

Anyway, my guy is looking forward to hearing about the various stories that I have from my trip. He likes hearing about my adventures, for I always find some humour in everything that I do. I will share a few shortly.

It's strange, but it's actually warmer in Toronto than it was in LA. I didn't spend a ton of time outdoors in the latter city. Somehow, I managed to catch some sun and have tan lines where my watch and bracelet were on my wrist.

I really should have tan lines elsewhere. However, my guy isn't available to spank me until he returns.

Skype tag

It has been one of those weekends. My guy had to fly off to Croatia. He didn't tell me that he was leaving on Saturday.

He was at the office at 11:15. I wasn't there until 12:30. I did see my guy's car parked in the lot.

My guy say hi on Skype at 12:30. Our cell phones at work can no longer connect to wifi due to some extra certificates for security that none of us have. My data was turned off on my phone. Skype on my laptop is hit or miss when it comes to the LAN connection. It was miss on Saturday.

I had also accidentally left my car's key fob locked in my car. I had to call CAA to break into my car to retrieve it. I blame taking my key fob off my key chain the day before to get an oil change done, and leaving my sweatshirt in my car with the fob in its pocket as the main reason for this blunder. I immediately put the fob back on my key chain after the nice guy had unlocked my car door.

He pinged me again on Skype at at 14:30. I didn't notice until I got home at 19:30. I wrote back to him, hoping to hear from him again soon.

Today, he said hi on Skype in the afternoon after I had left Starbucks with a caffe espresso frappuccino and was on the road. I pulled over about ten minutes later and we talked. He had made it safely to Croatia.

"You aren't working overtime today, are you?" he asked me.
"I worked a couple of hours earlier today, but then decided to get some sunshine. It's 26°C right now."

"Wow, that's nice," he replied.
"Yes, it would have been even nicer with you here," I said.
"Well, you can still enjoy the day without me," he stated. "Did you go into Starbucks with a bikini on?"
"No!" I exclaimed in disgust. "That isn't my style."
"I am sure that a young girl like you walking in, showing cleavage, in a cute bikini would make many men's members hard."

It is my guy's way of telling me that he misses me. It's sweet. It's my Hallmark card from him.