Maine Events

Looking back there were a few things I did in Maine that didn't make it to the blog for one reason or another here's a recap of two of those things worth mentioning.

1) I had my first ever shiatsu massage. I'll admit to being somewhat of a massage snob. My massage therapist here in Chicago is fantastic, but I did experience some stinkeroo's before I found Melissa. Shiatsu involves more energy work and what I would call tension relief manipulations than traditional Swedish massage. The most significant difference is that you keep your clothes on, which quite honestly took a little adjusting. I like the feeling of clean, fresh sheets on my bare skin. Anyway, Kathleen was the person giving the massage. She's a long time resident of Bar Harbor and a great fan of ImprovAcadia. She's been doing massage and energy work for a number of years and was recommended to me by Jen. At one point during the session she was holding my right leg in her hands and she said, "Deanna your legs are crying out to me that they're so tired!" The funny thing is I think I heard them too. And I kept on hearing them the next day as I went for a bike ride with Andrea. I've been hearing them ever since. Now I need to find some no-doze for my legs for this weekend's bike trip.

2) I had lunch with a few people that I used to work with in Portland, OR. Dan his wife Helen, Gary, Lucie and their daughter. Dan, Gary and Lucie have been friends for years and they have all worked for The Standard for more than 25 years each. Dan took a management position in South Portland, ME and when I found out about it I sent him and email telling that I'd be in Bar Harbor. It was great to catch up with all of them. We were sitting outside on the second floor of the Quarterdeck restaurant having a great conversation. When all of a sudden the waitstaff came by and took down all of the table umbrellas and warned us of an impending storm. We could see clouds off in the horizon but it was about 83 degrees out and perfect where we were. They said the storm was going to hit in about 10 minutes. I'm not sure that any of us believed the warning. Sure enough in about 8 minutes huge drops of rain started pelting us and it quickly turned into a huge hail storm. We ran with our lunch plates to an inside dining area out of the storms way. In less than five minutes it was over and blue skies prevailed. It was fun catching up with them and to once again affirm for myself that I don't miss working at The Standard but I do miss the people.