I played Teri's best friend this weekend. I didn't commune with friends. I just played alone. I played a lot and got a lot done!
No yoga - played hooky.
I stayed up late and slept late.
I spent a long time at the Farmers Market - talked with many vendors - just having a good time.
Had my henna tattoo redone, bought a wood piece, bought some art, some paper and potatoes from a kid learning is first marketing trick (looking darn cute and circulating).
I biked. I hiked. I napped.
I cleaned up the art studio. I cleaned out a cupboard and a closet. I mopped the kitchen.
I mowed the lawn, watered the lawn and swept the patios and carports.
I finished a book. I started a book. I watched two disks of a TV series.
I made pancakes and brioche and banana bread and a ginger cake.
I rescued a mouse
I snuggled with my cats.
I said "no" to a call and enjoyed reading what all my friends did.
I like Teri a lot and it was my pleasure to spend the entire weekend with her.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Another Observation
Recently, I chose, due to some unfortunate circumstances, to end a relationship. While not egregious in an of itself, what was an initial annoyance compounded and compounded and compounded (despite efforts on my part to turn it around), until the vision of the future became a horror flick in my mind.
Anyway...for some time after, said male made numerous requests for contact. For awhile I thwarted them, feeling that the stripes I'd seen, were stripes, a pattern, and an ingrained one at that. I didn't feel any more contact would net us anything constructive nor rebuild the relationship. After some initial chatter via IM I agreed to a phone call, but not until after I returned from my vacation. He indicated that was great!
And then nothing. No IMs. No call.
Was that the point? Did he believe that once I agreed to the call, he had the reins and could then affect me?
If it was - he failed.
If it wasn't - he failed.
Is my heart pierced? No.
Am I amused? Yes.
And one of my favorite sayings is: Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.
And it shows to go you - that my initial "no" was justified and still is.
Anyway...for some time after, said male made numerous requests for contact. For awhile I thwarted them, feeling that the stripes I'd seen, were stripes, a pattern, and an ingrained one at that. I didn't feel any more contact would net us anything constructive nor rebuild the relationship. After some initial chatter via IM I agreed to a phone call, but not until after I returned from my vacation. He indicated that was great!
And then nothing. No IMs. No call.
Was that the point? Did he believe that once I agreed to the call, he had the reins and could then affect me?
If it was - he failed.
If it wasn't - he failed.
Is my heart pierced? No.
Am I amused? Yes.
And one of my favorite sayings is: Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.
And it shows to go you - that my initial "no" was justified and still is.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Finding Cousins
I am finding a bounty of new experiences this year with cousins. Cousins I've never met. Actually people that aren't my cousins, really, but could be if we were actually related. All are distant or by marriage.
I was the b-a-b-y of the family (can you say "accident"?) and was born 18-21 years after my brothers. My brothers were born when all of their cousins were being born. I was born about the time everyone was getting married and there for all my nieces and nephews are half a decade or so younger than me and were also all born about the same time. All my REAL cousins then (are you following the math?) are 18 or so years older than me.
So now the cousins that I'm adopting or are adopting me are all my age and all over the place. The fun goes like this.
Cousin Carol, a doctor, calls me by my last name. She is Robert's cousin. We met in Moab (after only a couple phone calls and less emails) and backpacked for a week in Canyonlands. And we did great - we're talking more trips. We now refer to ourselves as Team 49. She's just about to turn 50 and I just turned 49.
Cousin Claude, an engine engineer for Pugeot, in Paris. I will meet him in a few weeks when my happy toes get off the airplane in France. He's picking me up at the airport, taking me to meet his family, giving me my first French dinner in a long, long time and depositing me at my hotel at the end of the day.
Cousin Sharon. Sharon is a niece of one of my sister-in-laws. I'm going to spend a night at her house when I'm in the Denver area. She and her husband just got back from a stint in the Peace Corps. I can't wait to hear all of her stories.
And then there's Cousins Karen and Alicia - another set of relatives from the same sister-in-law. They just moved to Washington State. I did not get the opportunity to see them last weekend, but hope to again soon.
The adventures just don't quit. And I love the fact that at 49 I get cousins to play with - FINALLY!
I was the b-a-b-y of the family (can you say "accident"?) and was born 18-21 years after my brothers. My brothers were born when all of their cousins were being born. I was born about the time everyone was getting married and there for all my nieces and nephews are half a decade or so younger than me and were also all born about the same time. All my REAL cousins then (are you following the math?) are 18 or so years older than me.
So now the cousins that I'm adopting or are adopting me are all my age and all over the place. The fun goes like this.
Cousin Carol, a doctor, calls me by my last name. She is Robert's cousin. We met in Moab (after only a couple phone calls and less emails) and backpacked for a week in Canyonlands. And we did great - we're talking more trips. We now refer to ourselves as Team 49. She's just about to turn 50 and I just turned 49.
Cousin Claude, an engine engineer for Pugeot, in Paris. I will meet him in a few weeks when my happy toes get off the airplane in France. He's picking me up at the airport, taking me to meet his family, giving me my first French dinner in a long, long time and depositing me at my hotel at the end of the day.
Cousin Sharon. Sharon is a niece of one of my sister-in-laws. I'm going to spend a night at her house when I'm in the Denver area. She and her husband just got back from a stint in the Peace Corps. I can't wait to hear all of her stories.
And then there's Cousins Karen and Alicia - another set of relatives from the same sister-in-law. They just moved to Washington State. I did not get the opportunity to see them last weekend, but hope to again soon.
The adventures just don't quit. And I love the fact that at 49 I get cousins to play with - FINALLY!
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
15 Minutes of Fame
Nick (mostly) and I are going to be featured in a newsletter from one of our yoga instructors.
We did a "photo shoot" last night. The "we" is a loose term as she wants to focus on Nick's participation in the kids' class. But...Nick is a team player and because we go to class together, wanted me included in all the pictures. He even weaseled a backbend out of me in the park. I didn't think, after having been to class and doing it and being in a public place that I could pull it off. I did. And he gently helped me out of it.
Afterwards, cute as could be, he served cake and water (we'd been to yoga class after all and needed our water).
He'll be in a parade next month too promoting kids yoga.
He's asking to go to the full on class and I think he's ready. It's so nice to have a yoga buddy.
We did a "photo shoot" last night. The "we" is a loose term as she wants to focus on Nick's participation in the kids' class. But...Nick is a team player and because we go to class together, wanted me included in all the pictures. He even weaseled a backbend out of me in the park. I didn't think, after having been to class and doing it and being in a public place that I could pull it off. I did. And he gently helped me out of it.
Afterwards, cute as could be, he served cake and water (we'd been to yoga class after all and needed our water).
He'll be in a parade next month too promoting kids yoga.
He's asking to go to the full on class and I think he's ready. It's so nice to have a yoga buddy.
Monday, July 06, 2009
Seattle
I spent the weekend in Seattle. What's new, you yawn? Teri always goes there for the 4th of July.
Yup and this year I got to see a whole PILE of friends I haven't seen for awhile: Jim and Randi and Nancy and Elena. Carrie came too. And I finally got to meet Darla. I got to hike with heather (cap h doesn't work right now) AND Lenny. Jules and her family were at the other Lenny's house. I got my Pikes Place Market fix.
I realized these friends have been around forever...through so much. and when I go "home", there they are.
And hiking in the Northwest - what a treat! Mount St. helen's is up for next year (that means probably two trips to Seattle).
It was a blast (in more ways than one)! Love you all so much!
Yup and this year I got to see a whole PILE of friends I haven't seen for awhile: Jim and Randi and Nancy and Elena. Carrie came too. And I finally got to meet Darla. I got to hike with heather (cap h doesn't work right now) AND Lenny. Jules and her family were at the other Lenny's house. I got my Pikes Place Market fix.
I realized these friends have been around forever...through so much. and when I go "home", there they are.
And hiking in the Northwest - what a treat! Mount St. helen's is up for next year (that means probably two trips to Seattle).
It was a blast (in more ways than one)! Love you all so much!
Gotta Laugh
I had a dark feeling crawl over me when I realized some of my friends had withdrawn recommendations, un-friended me, etc. I rethought about it and decided not to feel dark any more. Either they weren't genuine to begin with or the value of being civil isn't there.
I did not say or do anything unkind. A series of scheduling conflicts made it appear that I totally withdrew, which I did not, and a few true withdrawls because I just wasn't up to it, I'm sure, added to a perception. The rest was just left unsaid. Only felt.
What I don't get is why my sadness was never addressed by the ones that I thought were the closest.
As I don't wish to be judged, I won't either. I'll revere the good and let go of the bad. And just laugh at how junior high school it all has turned out to be. I'll rejoice in the fact that youthfulness is present - in whatever form it presents itself.
Word.
I did not say or do anything unkind. A series of scheduling conflicts made it appear that I totally withdrew, which I did not, and a few true withdrawls because I just wasn't up to it, I'm sure, added to a perception. The rest was just left unsaid. Only felt.
What I don't get is why my sadness was never addressed by the ones that I thought were the closest.
As I don't wish to be judged, I won't either. I'll revere the good and let go of the bad. And just laugh at how junior high school it all has turned out to be. I'll rejoice in the fact that youthfulness is present - in whatever form it presents itself.
Word.
