This whole weekend has been pretty darn amazing. As I type I have rice cooking and sauce simmering; working to get a head start on what is slated to be a busy, busy week. But before diving into the forecast ahead let's back track to this past weekend, beginning with Friday.
I moved almost everything (except the desks, chairs, file cabinet and empty boxes) out of the nerd domicile and into the garage. I also moved everything that was up in the guest room (except the futon). I am trying to consolidate everything as much as possible.
Saturday we climbed out of bed (a little unwillingly but...) bright and early, had breakfast, and loaded groceries for dad into the truck. We picked up spice drops for dad, got gas, and the ever important coffee, and made our way to the coast. We took dad into town and visited with him for a bit. And then played tourist in town. It's always kind of fun to play tourist and just meander around the mall and the shops "downtown."
At the mall we popped into Old Navy where I scored a couple of adorable tops uber cheap. Then we made our way over to downtown Lincoln City. We moseyed around the cutesy tourist traps and happened upon a little body jewelry shop called SpeakEasy. I spied some fantastic oven mitts (I need some new ones) so we went in and perused their wares. We found an awesome shower curtain and I jumped on it. We need one for the master bath at the new place and this one was totally us! There will eventually be a picture of it... Somewhere... Like after we are moved. From here we meandered with a touristy shuffle to the corner of 15th and Hwy 101. Here we found mecca.
Deli 101. One word to describe it? Awesomedeliciousyummyspectacularcra-mazinglywonderful! Great atmosphere and totally one of a kind. I had the Taby sandwich; bacon (super awesome thick cut perfectly crisp!!), turkey (no skimping on the meat), lettuce, tomato, onions, avocado, and this amazing spicy grainy mustard on the perfect crusty baguette. DELICIOUS! Next time I am totally trying a panini. Collin got the Sissy panini and LOVED it. Next time we are going to get each get something different and share... I was a little greedy yesterday and didn't think to do this. LOL. I also got to visit with my K while we were there, AND we tried this fabulous delight called an Oregon Joy. Imagine a soft chewy fluffy cookie that is basically a de-constructed Almond Joy bar and that's what we had. IT. WAS. AWESOME. I am thinking I will become a bi-weekly regular when we go to Lincoln City to check on dad. Okay, screw thinking, I KNOW I will...
After eating and visiting for a few we decided it was time to cruise on home. On the ride home I was feeling antsy (we had skipped our Saturday morning run in order to get to the coast early and planned to do it today instead) and just wanted to go for a run. So, when we got home at six thirty we swapped outfits and went for a nice three point six mile run. I am so glad we did. I felt fantastic afterwards. We then had a nom-ilicious dinner of sourdough grilled cheese and tomato soup.
Today has been an extremely productive day. I packed two more boxes, and moved seven more boxes into the garage. All that's left to pack are the dishes, the basic kitchen necessities, our bathroom stuff and our clothing. We have managed to find ANOTHER load worth of stuff for Goodwill. We took Collin's used and abused dresser, my two winter coats (I have accepted the fact I would be swimming in them by the time I need to wear a winter coat again), one of Collin's winter coats, and a bunch of old shoes that are two big and we can't wear them anymore. Oh, and the over the toilet shelf thingy we had. We really won't need it with all the storage at the new place. As I said at the top of the post, I cooked rice for Wednesday and made sauce for tomorrow.
This next week is pretty stacked:
Monday: work, run, dinner and school work for Collin.
Tuesday: work, grocery shopping, dinner, hockey game on TV, and school work for Collin.
Wednesday: work, run, dinner, and (you guessed it!) school work for Collin.
Thursday: work, get deposit/rent cashier's checks, bowling with work gang/hockey game on TV, dinner, and school work for Collin (are you seeing the theme here??).
Friday: work, lease signing!!!!!, dinner, and school work for Collin (hopefully he will almost be done for the week...).
Saturday (aka torture-day!!): TWELVE AND A HALF MILE RUN, and curl up and die.
Okay, so we know we will be fine on the run. It will be great, as long as I don't fall.... Halfway through... Like on the eleven mile run. The rest of next weekend will be taking boxes to the new place and packing the rest of this house. Should be a blast!
Lasagne!
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Monday, April 2, 2012
Falafel and Falling Outs
I wanted to post this last night, but there just weren't enough hours in the day. I almost didn't post again tonight. I wasn't quite there after cleaning the bathroom and taking the garbage out. Then I decided I needed to do this more than I needed to watch HGTV (Yea, it's been a horrible guilty pleasure of late). This is like my pensieve (a place to put all the thoughts that fill my head for my muggle minions!). It's been such a whirlwind the last two weeks, I am not sure what I have and haven't posted about. I know I posted about our awesome new place.
Another awesome thing is that I have dropped another pant size (I did post this on Facebook, but not here... I think...).
How does one explain to their parents why they want to help them when they can? Especially when the parents are stubborn and prideful (I know, the apple in relation to the distance from the tree, but that's not the point...). For all their faults in the past, I love both of my parents dearly, and if I had things my way neither of them would ever have to worry about anything. Ever. But as I am not independently wealthy, nor did I win the Mega Millions I can only do what is within my means. How to get them to let me is the issue. In the past few years I have seen too many people who are a part of my life lose a parent, and I cannot begin to imagine the pain of that loss. Just letting that thought enter my mind sends a frozen spike of fear and sadness straight through the core of my being. So without being so blunt, how do you convince stubborn prideful parents to shut up and let you do what you have the means to do to improve their lives? You just do it. That's what I spent Saturday doing. I took my mom shoe shopping and then went to run my dad around so he could take care of business. I know both of my siblings would be doing the same thing I am if everything in their lives permitted it.
So after parenting the parents for the day we made our way back home. On our way back we were trying to figure out what to pick up for dinner (we had plans but they fell through because we weren't able to make it back to town early enough). In an effort to finally start broadening our horizons I suggested Gyro House. A friend (and soon to be neighbor!!) has told me nothing but awesome things, so we thought why the heck not. OH-a-MY-a-GOD! It was sooo freaking good! I know I will be going back again and again! Since it was new to us we each got something different so we could split and share. We got a chicken gyro, a falafel gyro, and a hummus plate. It was all amazing! I am now ruined for all store bought hummus. The hummus they serve is so incredibly smooth and creamy.... Drooool.... I am thinking we will try new stuff each time we go there. Plus, the place is super close to us!
Sunday we got up and went for a great two mile run, and then came home for an awesome breakfast of french toast, eggs, and coffee. We watched some TV, and then decided to try our luck at shoe shopping again.
I have been trying to find a new pair of casual black shoes for everyday wearing. My only shoes other than my heels and running shoes are messed up because of the way my foot fell when I was heavier, and now they cause discomfort for my feet, legs and hips. I had been looking but no luck finding anything that I REALLY liked. We opted to go to Freddie's first, but nothing there was worth spending the money on. Then we went to Dutch Bros, and decided to try the Payless Shoes nearby, and we struck GOLD! I found exactly what I wanted. They are nice slip on black casual "sport" shoes, and are very minimalist in the sole (which I love!). I call them my ninja shoes because I feel like I could kick some ass in them, but be very quiet and sneaky about it!
We went to get gas after that and came home to nom on salads and the rest of our hummus with some pita chips. I spent the better part of the afternoon cleaning the kitchen, like every cabinet door, and every square inch of the counter. Better to space out the hardcore cleaning now and then I just need to wipe stuff down after we move out.
The only sad spot on the weekend is I had a falling out with someone. I hope that they are okay and know that they are loved. I hate not being able to trust people, and that's what it all boiled down to for me. Time and time again I have felt used and seen other people used by someone, so it makes it hard to believe their intentions are truthful and not malicious. I don't trust the person and probably got overly protective about stuff, but that's just who I am. Many times I seem to get likened to a Mama Bear. That's the person my life experiences has shaped me into. I trust my gut and my instinct. If something doesn't make sense; logically, realistically, or otherwise, I'm not buying. Someday I hope things will be better. The person knows how to contact me, but I don't think I want that until they are ready to be 100% honest with me. Right now I don't think that will happen, and I understand it.
Collin is in class tonight. He took the day off today for his mental health... I wish I could do the same. I feel like I am teetering on a precipice. One way and everything will work out; the other, it will all crumble. Mostly I guess it's me that will crumble... Maybe I will be able to squeeze an easy day out of the long weekend when we move... Maybe...
Okay, I think this has rambled on long enough, and I am beginning to internalize the conversation (as in I am not typing out the thoughts because they are unprocessed and would probably get messier than I am comfortable with). I think I deserve some HGTV now.
Pumpkin Pie.
Another awesome thing is that I have dropped another pant size (I did post this on Facebook, but not here... I think...).
How does one explain to their parents why they want to help them when they can? Especially when the parents are stubborn and prideful (I know, the apple in relation to the distance from the tree, but that's not the point...). For all their faults in the past, I love both of my parents dearly, and if I had things my way neither of them would ever have to worry about anything. Ever. But as I am not independently wealthy, nor did I win the Mega Millions I can only do what is within my means. How to get them to let me is the issue. In the past few years I have seen too many people who are a part of my life lose a parent, and I cannot begin to imagine the pain of that loss. Just letting that thought enter my mind sends a frozen spike of fear and sadness straight through the core of my being. So without being so blunt, how do you convince stubborn prideful parents to shut up and let you do what you have the means to do to improve their lives? You just do it. That's what I spent Saturday doing. I took my mom shoe shopping and then went to run my dad around so he could take care of business. I know both of my siblings would be doing the same thing I am if everything in their lives permitted it.
So after parenting the parents for the day we made our way back home. On our way back we were trying to figure out what to pick up for dinner (we had plans but they fell through because we weren't able to make it back to town early enough). In an effort to finally start broadening our horizons I suggested Gyro House. A friend (and soon to be neighbor!!) has told me nothing but awesome things, so we thought why the heck not. OH-a-MY-a-GOD! It was sooo freaking good! I know I will be going back again and again! Since it was new to us we each got something different so we could split and share. We got a chicken gyro, a falafel gyro, and a hummus plate. It was all amazing! I am now ruined for all store bought hummus. The hummus they serve is so incredibly smooth and creamy.... Drooool.... I am thinking we will try new stuff each time we go there. Plus, the place is super close to us!
Sunday we got up and went for a great two mile run, and then came home for an awesome breakfast of french toast, eggs, and coffee. We watched some TV, and then decided to try our luck at shoe shopping again.
I have been trying to find a new pair of casual black shoes for everyday wearing. My only shoes other than my heels and running shoes are messed up because of the way my foot fell when I was heavier, and now they cause discomfort for my feet, legs and hips. I had been looking but no luck finding anything that I REALLY liked. We opted to go to Freddie's first, but nothing there was worth spending the money on. Then we went to Dutch Bros, and decided to try the Payless Shoes nearby, and we struck GOLD! I found exactly what I wanted. They are nice slip on black casual "sport" shoes, and are very minimalist in the sole (which I love!). I call them my ninja shoes because I feel like I could kick some ass in them, but be very quiet and sneaky about it!
We went to get gas after that and came home to nom on salads and the rest of our hummus with some pita chips. I spent the better part of the afternoon cleaning the kitchen, like every cabinet door, and every square inch of the counter. Better to space out the hardcore cleaning now and then I just need to wipe stuff down after we move out.
The only sad spot on the weekend is I had a falling out with someone. I hope that they are okay and know that they are loved. I hate not being able to trust people, and that's what it all boiled down to for me. Time and time again I have felt used and seen other people used by someone, so it makes it hard to believe their intentions are truthful and not malicious. I don't trust the person and probably got overly protective about stuff, but that's just who I am. Many times I seem to get likened to a Mama Bear. That's the person my life experiences has shaped me into. I trust my gut and my instinct. If something doesn't make sense; logically, realistically, or otherwise, I'm not buying. Someday I hope things will be better. The person knows how to contact me, but I don't think I want that until they are ready to be 100% honest with me. Right now I don't think that will happen, and I understand it.
Collin is in class tonight. He took the day off today for his mental health... I wish I could do the same. I feel like I am teetering on a precipice. One way and everything will work out; the other, it will all crumble. Mostly I guess it's me that will crumble... Maybe I will be able to squeeze an easy day out of the long weekend when we move... Maybe...
Okay, I think this has rambled on long enough, and I am beginning to internalize the conversation (as in I am not typing out the thoughts because they are unprocessed and would probably get messier than I am comfortable with). I think I deserve some HGTV now.
Pumpkin Pie.
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