Now is the time to KETCHUP
Madonna Inn
Originally uploaded by gnat23 Nnnnnnng I let LJ go too long again, didn't I? Dammit. Sorry.
I also let my cycling go, what, a month? two? without many (real) rides.
I've worked a disproportionate number of Sundays. That's a pretty good excuse.
My man went to Japan, Korea, Spain... not all on the same trip. While the first few days of him being gone is kinda nice (YAY HOUSE TO MYSELF), I dare say I cave into the no-fucks-given mode where I'm asleep on the couch at 8pm with a heating pad and a sleeve of Thin Mints, halfway through a season of Warehouse 13. Luckily, I can recover and be my usual perky confident bouncy self before he gets home.
In a fit of home ownership, we hired a guy. He tore town a wall and moved it six feet out into the garage, installing a sliding patio door and the world's sexiest skylight, if there is such a thing. A craigslisted dining set later and we've got this all grown-up dining room that I absolutely adore. Seriously, you need to come over and eat now. The only problem was that the garage has been torn apart and put back together, one random half of our stuff relocated and rotated 90 degrees and covered with dust. When I say I haven't been on my mountain bike in a long time, that's why.
There was also the sump pump in the backyard getting clogged, and me out in the mud in my zebra-print goulashes and pajamas fighting with a hose and an impressive downpour of muck. In case home ownership still looked appealing.
I've given some pretty fantastic trainings at work lately. Road-tripped up to Santa Rosa for a 10oz pour of Pliny the Younger (beer). Ate frogs legs for the first time (meh). Got lowered inside a giant stainless steel tank at work, which is way more fun than it sounds.
Topher's parents came into town for an extended stay, and my liver is finally recovering. There was much wine and scotch and sewing and painting and cooking. They are awesome, but I always feel lazy when they're around: definitely no dinners of Thin Mints.
My grandmother died. Not completely unexpected, and not without drama. I was never that close to her myself, but I managed to get out to Salt Lake City to support the family. I got to pick a few pieces of costume jewelry of hers to keep, which was good because a few days later, someone broke into her house and thefted the rest. Humans can be jerks.
We dressed up our metal T-rex in a bunny costume.
There's way more news, but it will have to wait until other important events have transpired first. EXCITEMENT BUILDS!