So, when i head out on the trail, be it in airplane, car or hike mode, part of the problem is that i don't know how to stop, really. It's the tigger thing: i start with the boing, and the boinging continues basically until i drop. Time of day means nothing. Dark means nothing. Hunger is one of those things that Mr. Umbrella often has to remind me of - or, HE gets really REALLY grumpy which means i'd better feed him soon or he becomes The Shoes and letterboxing will cease!
Why is this important? Well, because when i get back home, i crash. And then it takes me a while to get a blog up. Because life has this nasty way of interfering. There's this tacky thing called a Job which seems to think it has some demand on my time *rolls eyes* and this silly thing called a House that needs to be cleaned for health reasons *taps foot impatiently* Anyway, i've been busy.
If you're a friend on FB, well then you know i've been out and about. At the end of February, Mr. Umbrella decided i had had enough of cold weather and sent me off to Florida to visit a friend. This friend is a serious noxer. We went to a conference together in Cocoa Beach and met up with another friend. i tried very VERY hard to turn both of them into boxers; it didn't work. Well, it sort of did. The second friend i took to a turkey feathers box right on Cocoa Beach - she was seriously bitten by the bug and i successfully created a monster. All the AQ people: please welcome Boujiemama from Sarasota!!! *there was much rejoicing!!* The first friend -well, she even found the box in this picture:and STILL didn't like. It's "too much work." *sigh* All she did was look down and go, "Oh i see it!!" The noive of some people!
Two weeks later, Mr. Umbrella and i went off on the long-planned adventure of RDHG's Birthday Murder Mystery. It was a blast! We wandered around Mooresville, went into a sewer in Charlotte, watched R tried to slice off his finger in the name of letterboxing fun (no we don't have pictures but it was indeed gruesome),
hiked all over downtown Charlotte and the Latta Plantation. i highly recommend getting to events in other parts of the country. i highly recommend coming to Vermont so i can ferry you around and show you where i box!
(i never know whether to show you all pictures of where i have boxed or not. It's kind of weird. i want it to be a surprise for when you get there, ya know? it's half the fun of boxing, figuring out where you're going. )
OK, more later. We gotta get to work. Next up, Hope Cemetery in Barre, VT.