A Perfect Day

I don't suppose one comes by perfect days very often; in fact, I for one usually find them rather rare. And July, with its blistering heat here and many friends gone and summer illnesses besetting certainly does not seem like the time to find such a day.

And yet...

Today (well, yesterday now, I suppose) was such a thing exactly: a perfect day.

I have been rather ill of late, and left work early on Friday because of it. I lay in bed about three hours in and out of sleep before feeling like perhaps I would be quite fine again. That being the case, out I went to a youth rally to which some friends, performing a sketch, had invited me. While I had not really planned to do so, I ended up staying the whole evening long, and suppose it must have been a bit too much... for I got quite sick at the end and was taken home.

My intentions had been to stay with my friends and see what their plans were for Saturday, and either join theirs if possible or elect some new plans of my own which they might join. Due to the rather abrupt termination of the evening, however, no such plans were made.

I woke at about 11am into a day for which i had neither any plans nor expectations. Going anywhere after the previous night was quite out of the question. Staying inside all day was also quite out of the question--by noon it was over 30 degrees C (90+ F) and my flat was roasting. I walked a ways to pick up something a friend had brought down for me from Buffalo, and then to the post office and then to a friend's house, who was not home.

That walking showed me two things: 1) it was too hot outside, and 2) I was not well enough to walk any more no matter how wrestless. But inside, as I said, was roasting, and being already primarily made of water, the rest of my body seemed apt to quickly melt away as well.

Larky was busy tidying her room, and did not mind at all my thought that swimming might be an appropriate activity. However, the pool I have been invited to use was quite too far away in current conditions to walk to, as was the swimming hole in the creek. But we decided instead to pack a picnic and go to where the creek runs in front of our house. It is shallow, but just perfect to sit on a rock in the middle of the water (with the water coming up to your waist) and read. Which we did for some time.

Larky also managed to stretch out her towell and sleep on the island in the middle of it, and I built an entire town of rocks nearby her, much like that of the Flintsones, and after the fashion I employed as a child with blocks. It was quite entertaining, and we passed over three hours in that manner.

It started to cool down a bit, and we concluded that it was actually quite likely to rain soon, and we had enough of the outdoors by then, anyways. There is near that point in the creek a Chinese restaurant, and I suddenly decided that if any eating was to happen, it ought to be Chinese cuisine. Larky agreed. So home we went to shower, during which time the skies broke open and the rains came down (and the floods came up...) ... and when we had quite finished that, we walked over to the restaurant and ordered our favourites. This we brought back home and put on a favourite movie of mine: Anna and the King.

Now, after we had our order brought home, we realised belatedly that we ought to have ordered crab rangoons, because they are actually quite "dessert" like somehow. Since we did not, though, I mixed up some double-chocolate, chocolate-chip, mint cookie dough--without the egg--and we proceeded to eat half of it as our "dessert."

After the movie, Larky pc-d it and I lay on my bed racing to the end of At the Back of the North Wind, which, by the by, is a phenomenal book and, i think, has me writing a bit strangely just now. But then Larky came and joined me on by bed and confessed that she was actually feeling very "antsy" and didn't know what to do.

My solution: have a party. :)

So she called some friends, and I called some friends, and I added egg to our remaining cookie-dough and popped it in the oven on trays, and she did our dishes, and over came friends and we spent the next three hours enjoying great company.

It really was quite an amazing day... nothing planned, nothing expected--and we managed to run errands, tidy up, have a picnic, go swimming after a kind, build a rock city complete with roads and bridges and running water, sunbathe, shower and clean up ourselves, order out, watch a fantastic film, finish a book and IM with friends, make cookies, and host a delightful party.

What can be more perfect than that?