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Sunday, November 25, 2012


Aside from working most of the weekend, I found some quiet time to savor some tiny blessings.

Lincoln Park early morning Sunday stroll, I spied:

There isn't a more amazing place to live than here.  There just isn't.  

And because I emotionally ate/devoured all my leftover mashed taters and pumpkin pie, the only thxgiving leftovers I had was turkey.  I because I was so over emotionally eating I made (from scratch) butternut squash soup and an accompanied toasted pear and turkey sandwich.

All dairy and gluten free so my stomach didn't let a gorilla out in my innards.  It tasted amazing and felt even better.  Three cheers for good and tasty decisions!

Welp....back at it tomorrow.

Be good to yourself.  Be kind to another.  Count blessings.

Friday, November 23, 2012

What's the What

This is the time of year where my world implodes on itself. My social life deteriorates. I work 70 hours a week. I run on fumes and fuel on chocolate.  But there is always and end in sight and it's creeping up.  On top of all that, here's what's the what.

Pops turned 60 - I helped him eat his dessert like the good daughter I am. 

Moms turned 61 - I ate her dessert, too.

House-sitting machine:  There was a week where I stayed at 4 houses in 6 days.  At one point when I emptied out my car I found 2 halloween costumes, a cocktail dress, a week's worth of business casual, six coats with a matching scarves, and enough shoes for any terrain or occasion.  I'm now mostly settled in West Seattle until January but swing by my place occasionally to make sure it's still standing. While here I'm taking care of the house.  Doing house-like responsibilities.   Like raking leaves.  It's my  favorite exercise in futility. 

About the only thing keeping me sane right now is my exercise regimen.  I'm training for a half marathon which means I spend copious amounts of time of running and going to boot camp. If it's cold, I go. If it's torrential down pour, I go. If it's sun shining and beautiful, I go.  Moral of the story is: I go.  My lungs and heart are usually on the verge of exploding from my chest and my arms are about to fall off because they hurt so bad but going keeps me sane. 

Eric Church/Justin Moore - On a regular Tuesday night I went to a sold out show at Comcast Arena that was maybe one of the best shows of my life.  You'd probably say the same if you loved country music.  A girlfriend had an extra ticket to the Eric Church show and I jumped at the chance.  I loved it.  There were real cowboys and country folks and then there were the city cowboy country folk.  The former wear cut off shirts, trucker hats, carharts or ratty jeans with a Skol ring.  Then there are city country folk who wear studded designer jeans, plaid button downs, ornamental cowboy hats and polished boots.  But they all drink shitty beer, shamelessly love country music and know every lyric to every song and belt it out like we are all in one big karaoke bar.  It was incredible. 

My Christmas gift to myself is a non-leaking car, re-aligned sunroof, new rear brakes and rotors and an 80k mile car service.  Merry frickin' Christmas.

Oh, and I got a new job!  Like a real grown up job. Same place, same team.  More details later, like when I'm not drowning doing my current job. But it's all real good.

The light at the end of the tunnel is getting brighter and when it's shining down on me, I'll be back in full force to wrap up the years with more regular and delightful posts from yours truly.

with thanks.

Mashed taters
pie and fresh whipped cream
family and friends

a job I love
a roof over my head
growning pains
dark days to appreciate light nights
a good sweat

Holiday cheers has arrived, which I know for some, including me, isn't always cheerful.  In fact, it can be very hard.  If you're one of those people where holiday cheers doesn't always seem quite so, know you're not alone.  Know that it gets better.  Know that you are loved.  Know that as bad as it seems now you can look forward to a great future.  Know that tomorrow is a new day and give thanks for the walk you're walking now will soon be just a time of the past. Know that when all else fails, call ice cream dinner and take a nap. 

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Hot Spicy & Spooky

It's no secret that I find Halloween the most loathsome day of year.

But because I'm turning over all sorts of new leaves, I dove into the Halloween spirit......thrice times. Thrice times more than I expected to.  Jules had a birthday so that helped.  I got a prize.

The first: Mad Scientist.  Halloween is a big deal at work.  Work stops, kids come, big party in the atrium, themed departments go all out for decorations, it's quite the to-do.  This year our team were mad scientists in which I looked more like a sexy librarian with glasses, button down, loosened tie and tussled hair.  Until I put on a full haz mat suit (complete with booties) and became something along the lines of the ghost busters blob.  No photos available but the party was a hoot!

The second: Tabasco sauce - hot spicy and everything nice.

I crafted my own hat to round out my tabasco sauce costume. It was my favorite.

Then there was actual Halloween night which was a game time decision.  I ran 4 miles which kicked my energy into high gear and pulled together a last minute costume and hit the town.  The skeleton was a costume, those dark circles under my ears were for realsies.  

The highlight of the holiday was the card the nephew sent me.  He's becoming quite the artist. 

I'm thinking turning over new leaves, as hard as it is, is just what I need in my life.  Maybe next time just less costumes involved.