semi-random flotsam
There’s a Facebook meme going around. A bunch of them really. 10 things you are thankful for. 10 albums that impacted you. 10 travel photos.
Ok so T – from my Asia trip – tagged me in the travel photos challenge. 10 photos, 10 days, no explanation, tag someone else. (Yeah, my wall on FB is locked down tight and I’m not assigning homework to anyone. But if this inspires you, feel free to consider yourself challenged!
So: Day 3 of 10
There’s a Facebook meme going around. A bunch of them really. 10 things you are thankful for. 10 albums that impacted you. 10 travel photos.
Ok so T – my very first friend from my Asia trip – tagged me in the travel photos challenge. 10 photos, 10 days, no explanation, tag someone else. (Yeah, my wall on FB is locked down tight and I’m not assigning homework to anyone. But if this inspires you, feel free to consider yourself challenged!
So: Day 2 of 10
IRL: Happy anniversary!
There’s a Facebook meme going around. A bunch of them really. 10 things you are thankful for. 10 albums that impacted you. 10 travel photos.
Ok so darling T – my very first friend from my Asia trip – tagged me in the travel photos challenge. 10 photos, 10 days, no explanation, tag someone else. (Yeah, my wall on FB is locked down tight and I’m not assigning homework to anyone. But if this inspires you, feel free to consider yourself challenged!)
So: Day 1 of 10
I’m writing this on May 10th. Mother’s Day. I wore my mask and walked over to mom and dad’s for the first time in COVID-time and the first time this season and the first time probably in 2 years because walking there is not a thing when we have extremes of either heat or rain, and last year it seemed like we alternated between the two.
But I’ve gotten off track. So anyway…
It was Mother’s Day and I got to see my Mom, which was great. Dad bought us all a take-out lunch (thanks again Dad!) and I saw my family as a whole (distanced in general and masked a good bit of the time as well) and we played some fun games (which did not require us to cluster).
It’s a good family day!
It’s also the post that – because of my scheduling delay – will go up on Wednesday May 27, midweek after Memorial Day.
Which if I am remembering right, is Uncle Steve’s birthday, and Libby’s birthday.
And knowing that ahead means I’m missing my NJ families, and my uncle, albeit in different ways.
And so I’m just pausing in my semi-random flotsam, to be thankful for all the people who bless my life, but aren’t in my life day-to-day, whether that separation is just-across-town-but-COVID, or across-state-lines, or across-the-great-divide.
You’re loved. You’re missed.
And I’m so thankful for you!
Happy birthday LibbyLou!
Back a while I made all the meals for what turned out to be almost two weeks.
Like, two weeks ago, actually.
After the same rotation of meals, comes another weekend and more meals to prep.
So I already mentioned the granola.
Other meals on the docket will be:
Chicken fajitas (I couldn’t find a kit in stock but I had all the spices to make my own fajita seasoning mix and the rest was on hand)
Dirty rice (normally I would do Zatarains and just add some extra vegetables but that’s been sold out forever so I’ll be trying from scratch.) With yellow instead of green peppers because the heart wants what it wants.
Outcome: just as not pretty as always, and still delicious.
Pizza (I didn’t bother trying to make flatbread this time. Boboli will do…)
That ought to do it!
I’m not a breakfast person, generally. Coffee, yes. Breakfast, not so much. Part of that is the fact that undiluted eggs make me vomit. (Not an exaggeration. Sorry to be graphic.)
Let me preface this with: I’m not sick. As I write this (versus when this posts – who knows by then), I haven’t been within six feet, ten feet, 25 feet of anyone, in ages.
So it’s not that. No worries there.
But I’m tired. Tired and sad and just blah.
(Real time update: I have been near other people – my family – on a limited basis. And that was so nice. Nevertheless I have a fresh dose of blah going on.)
This morning I overslept. I got my workout (Wii run) midday because I have this list to work through, and because I have a daily goal to meet, and then I made myself do the weights in the afternoon because seriously, if I didn’t move I might have just put my head down and slept.
I considered dumping more caffeine into my system, even knowing that afternoon caffeine would mess me up tonight, but my eye has been twitchy since lunchtime and so… nope.
It’s 5:30 pm as I write this. I’m 1800 steps from my 10k target and 4300 from my actual goal for the day and I want to go to bed now.
Which I am not going to do. In fact I bet if I strip the bed, I’ll have enough whites to do a load of laundry. And that will both make me move a little, and make me stay up at least long enough to put the bed back together.
Ech. Why do I feel so blah?
I feel like I’m underwater today so I thought I’d pull an image where that was a good thing… An awesome thing… An awesome time!
Maybe I just need an adventure?
Or something.
Also IRL yesterday was Julie’s birthday and I flubbed it. Sorry sweetie! Hope it was happy! 🎂
