Things that probably shouldn’t be posted together
Aug17
Category Archives: randomness
Aug10
You are not the same person.
The phrase that alarms me lately is “as a…”. No, just no, you have not been that in over 10 years. You have not been that person or even in that culture since I met you and you certainly haven’t put in the effort to maintain a connection to what you used to be. I know you’re hanging on for dear life as it is but maybe using terms to define you would be a good start. Especially ones that don’t fit in any way. Use them as a goal, something to reach for, but stop lying to yourself.
Aug7
Week 1 Chickboxing
The Groupon was a good deal and I really needed something new in my workout. I conned A into coming with me. Kickboxing seemed less bouncy than jazzercise. It’s still bouncy and faster paced than I’d have thought. There is a little instruction but it mostly go with the flow and keep moving.
I learned a few things 1) I have zero rhythm and cannot do anything to a beat. 2) I’ll be sleeping well on Thursdays. My ankles hurt and my thighs are already sore. 3) I need new shoes.
I liked it and I’ll go back next week.
Aug6
Yard flowers
Jul25
homesick
I’ve been out of my parents house and hundreds of miles away for nine and a half years – This January will be 10 years. I still remember the day. I don’t remember leaving or the feelings of that day. I don’t know if I was scared or excited. I was starting something new and brushed off all the things I either thought I didn’t want or didn’t deserve and things that I knew would anchor me to that place if I’d let them. There are some of those things that pushed to the side for only a little while and some that seem lost forever, which is probably for the best.
Today (and lately) I feel like a little kite. Spinning and flipping with no sense of direction and no real path to follow, but I’m tied to a string that’s tied to a rock on the ground.
Jul19
Numbers
Sometimes I do things like this just to feel a little more connected to people far away.
Jul9
Hearts
The little pattern is the cross stitch heart I’ve started to put on all the items I make and send to my friend or her family. I just finished one birthday present late and will be finishing the other shortly. We live so far away that visiting is difficult,
Jun8
Protected: Hormones
Jun7
Little things
I like my hands. They do not look too dainty and they look like they’ve seen more than the inside of a glove.
Today is the day they start going through my grandparents house. My sister and I were asked if there was something we’d want if my aunts did not. The things we could think of were small and sentimental. I’ve had this conversation with cousins before and it was the same experience. Little things from the kitchen, a biscuit cutter, the box that holds the matches, a pan that fits in the toaster oven and always salt and pepper shakers.
May1
Dear April,
Good bye April. While you have been benevolent the last few years I am still weary of the time you do spend here. You are the month I wait for things to blow up and spew horrific events. Maybe the years of engagement, baby announcements and the beginning of hiking season have tamed your wickedness.
I’m still going to keep an eye on you though.
The Adventures of J 