I still have a bit of time available this coming Monday/Tuesday in Portland.
: )

And the news: It is time for me to consider NOT meeting new friends thus leaving my schedule open for those of you who know me and love me. SO - my rates have increased.

http://www.SolaLove.com/info.html

BUT don't worry yet!

My current friends are always grandfathered at the rate they met me at. For those of you who haven't met me - through the end of the year I will honor my old rates but you MUST tell me which board you found me on during your initial contact. Please do NOT mention rates, I will understand what you mean when you mention the boards. This is your advance notice - if you've been wanting to meet, get in on the grandfathered rates before the year is over!

These can be found at http://www.SolaLove.com/grandfathered.html

xoxo,
Sola

PS - two verifiable references will trump screening anyday!

PPS - a reminder that I am on vacation 8/29-9/13



-- Modified on 8/13/2005 12:00:21 AM

I thought there would be a time zone difference (don't know why... well, ok... see story below to explain my frazzled state) which would have posted this on Saturday vs. Friday... so then I cleared out my message with a "too early" notice... then came back at midnight to repost it... and it's showing as posted the original day/time... meaning I've posted more than once in the week.
: (

But NOW it's the next week for me.
Are we good?

xoxo,
Sola

My Most Graceful Moment of the Week:
I' ve taken a long hot soaking bath to perfectly end another lovely day,
I step out into the back yard, nude, just for a moment,
feeling as expansive as the cool night air,
enjoying the sounds of the traffic driving by,
the smell of the garden,
and I look behind me to see Tyson kitty trying to make a run for it.
So I shoo her in and close the door...
DOH!
It automatically locks behind me.

Ok, I think I left a window open. I haven't done my nightly lock-up so there *must* be a window open somewhere. As quietly as I can I circle the house with a lawnchair in hand testing every window, hoping the neighbors don't just happen to look out to investigage the rustling in the walkway we share, steping on thorny weeds and mis-placed rocks and I don't even want to know what else is scratching at my calves and ankles. Finally I find an open window. I try to place the chair in the vegetation securly but the overgrowth isn't helping any. Good enough?

I climb on the chair and push the window further open, almost falling backwards only saving myself by digging my very short bodyworker length nails into the wood siding, I ignore the pain and lunge for the open window as the chair falls from beneath me. Great. Now I've only my arms and head through the window. I grab onto the toilet paper holder and pull myself, head first, further through the opening. Now only my bare ass and legs are hanging out the window. I manage to work my way into a handstand and wiggle my way inside doing a 1/4 round (thank goodness for high school gymnastics!) to land on my feet, inside.
*phew!*

Anyone else have any fun today?

I am also duly impressed.

As one who has, in the past, done some crawling through windows and other things (always fully dressed....this is why I never wear less than 9 articles of clothing...well that, and me nekkid....not good), my crawling adventures have never ended that well.  

On one occassion I did break a toilet seat, smack my head on a sink and finished with falling backwards into, and cracking, double shower doors..needless to say my sneaking in on that occassion wasn't all that sneaky.
Damn my lack of grace...but I can juggle so that kind of makes up for it. *grin*

See how compassionate you are, first you depress me a bit with the rate increase notice, because barring something really, really unforseen I most likely will not meet you before the years is out (for lunch or anything else), but then you cheer me up with a good and grin inducing story and thoughts of you nekkid and moistened from a bath...

Wait, can't meet you, but have nekkid, moist thoughts in my head....that might not be so much compassionate as cruel. *smirk*

-- Modified on 8/13/2005 4:33:02 AM

Ha ha!  Thanks for the laugh Sola -I got a real visual! I am sure that would have been a site to behold! Cute lil' butt all in the air

*wink*

I'm happy to say that my graceful moment entailed much less pain than yours!  It's a *good* thing to not be a natural sneak.
: )

Juggling requires grace in it's own.  I had a partner who was a juggler.  As much as I admire the skill I had to keep reminding him... "Outdoor game!"  Oh, same with all the experiments lighting gases on fire in different shaped containers.  "Outdoor game!"  It was like training the dog.
Off topic, I know.

Thanks for sharing,
I do hope to see you juggle someday!
Enjoy those nekkid, moist thoughts.
; )

xoxo,
Sola

Ah, that bare ass and legs...

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

I envy your neighbors.