Sunday, July 14, 2013

This is what happens when I decide to socialize...

Poulsbo farmers market with my friend Tracy.  We shared a vegan pizza for breakfast and I stocked up on more fruit, cheese, and bread.  

More wisdom from my fruit connection:  "Remember, you are what you eat, so wouldn't you rather be a blueberry than a head of cabbage?"
 Beerfest with a bunch of girls.

I tried both raspberry & coffee infused beers.  Ehh.  Think I'll stick with cider.

El Salvadorian for lunch.  YUM.
 Apparently these two  beer bottles go around to all the beerfests to post for pictures.  They don't do it for money.  They do it for beer.


Came home, mowed the lawn, talked on the phone for an hour, then texted another friend til about 1 in the morning.

Now it's Sunday, and I have two twelve hour shifts to start my week.  I call this the new normal.

It simply isn't an adventure worth telling if there aren't any dragons.
J.R.R. Tolkien

Thursday, July 11, 2013

This is why I can't have nice things

Atticus was mad after I came home today from the gym and the farmers market that I mowed the lawn instead of playing with him.

My brand new linen shoes.  I wore them 3 times.


*sigh*

"Besides, you are way too attractive to settle for messy."
~ my friend Jermaine to me

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Friendship


We're tight like butt cheeks!
~ my friend Jermaine, when describing our friendship

Monday, July 8, 2013

Oh Summer

This summer is so different from summer last year.  Last summer I was doing stuff every weekend, going places, having fun.  I had 3 day weekends.  This summer I'm working 5 days a week on the graveyard shift, working a ton of overtime, so when I finally do have 2 days off I'm so grouchy I want everyone to go away.  Just keeping up on yard work is enough to keep me homebound once a week or so.  I am trying to be out in the sunshine as much as possible, so that means I've had to skip other areas - like the gym, or sleep.  

I am enjoying this summer - enjoying the weather, time with my dog, time alone, etc.  It's just so different.

Despite my weekend hermit-ness, during the week I'm forced to be social.  Yesterday, I reconnected with an old friend.  It was really nice.  Sometimes I really miss talking to people I've known for years who actually "get" me.  Not just think they do.  Oh, and I got an invite to go crabbing this coming weekend.  So, we'll see.  

I literally gained 3 pounds this past weekend.  Not 3 pounds of water weight shed the next day.  3 pounds of stubbornness that came from overindulging.  At the time though, I needed to overindulge and thought it would be worth it.  Oi.  But for me this means loss of sleep and off to the gym so I can get in some cardio before ab class.  


Perhaps I shall rename summer of 2013 "The summer of Atticus".  I know he wouldn't have any complaints.

Surrender to what is.
Let go of what was.
Have faith in what will be.
~ Sonia Ricotti

Friday, July 5, 2013

Bread and Butter

This is how I celebrated the holiday...

Homemade honey beer bread (yeah, I used hard cider) and some cinnamon honey butter.  
Oh yeah, and an 8 hour shift.

I was asked tonight how I got my rhubarb butter to taste like a fruit roll-up.  That would be sugar, my friend.

Do you ever wonder how two people asking the same question of the same person get 2 separate answers?  I experienced that tonight.  So either our questions were different, or we interpreted the same answer a different way. One of those great mysteries that I will never solve.  Too bad this one ended in heartache.

It's my weekend.  I have nothing planned, and hope the weather cooperates with those plans.  Another week in which I'm done with people in all ways and means.  Hope to shut off the world for awhile and regroup.

Freedom is nothing but a chance to be better.
~ A. Camus

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

July

I really would like to blame my inability to make decisions on the heat wave we're having.  Is that possible?

My number 1 dude.

If you want to know where your heart is, look to where your mind goes when it wanders.
~ Walt Whitman

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Atticus



Important encounters are planned by the souls long before the bodies see each other.
~ Paulo Coelho