Snowy Monday Afternoon
It's Monday afternoon - goody, goody.
Warning - this post is a little dark about the weather. Typically, I tell people the shut the fuck up about the weather. But here's my one thing: I don't like SNOW.
Snow has arrived in the Pacific Northwest, Seattle area. I'm not a huge fan of the snow. I don't like winter sports, I hate being frozen, I hate when I can't step out my door and run without feeling concerned I will slip and fall on my ass or break a leg.
I dislike when the roads are screwed up, people get freaky out there and freaked out, and my favorite stuff is canceled. (Read, Yoga). I get it. It's pretty. It's peaceful. It's wintry. It's introspective. Yada yada. Maybe I need to learn to slow down more. :)
So this is my piece on snow. I just like it when the snow goes away and life is more usual temperate.
I like sun, I like rain. I can do clouds, drizzly days... but get into the snow, and I become annoyed.
I wanna get in my car and drive without much ado.
Got some work done today. Was proud yesterday to have swam an hour of laps to get a non-impact workout in, intending on circuit training tonight to try and work up a sweat to stay warm in this freezing business.
Finally cross linked my entries (NOT COMMENTS) to my facebook. We'll see if I want to do that or not...
Don't have a lot to report today, but I do know the time is growing short before my trip out of town to Santa Barbara. I am stoked. Can't wait to get away from chilly Seattle. Very happy with my plans. Unfortunate aspect, the Jim-fam is used to me going down to Portland, mostly because my family hasn't made plans the past few years. We used to do a big Thanksgiving at my grandparent's house EVERY year for as long as I can remember as a kid. But then one day my grandparents started to get too old for that. And that was around the time Jim entered the picture, so I just went down with Jim for that stuff every time. I wasn't trying to set a precedence that I do the *same* thing every year for the holidays. Personally - I love the fam and all, but I also love being able to pick and choose what happens and when for my thing. And this year, my first Thanksgiving raw, and my intent to reconnect with Sasha face to face is pretty strong this year. Fortunately I know to follow the path with heart and not just do stuff because I'm obligated or others want me to. I actually didn't think twice. But then, sometimes it's best to do things without over-analyzing.
I also love that my family doesn't use guilt techniques, nor do they have an idea of obligatory holiday crap. I don't know. I just get irritated by it. To me, holidays are pretty much like any other day of the year. When I was kid, we did a lot of things for the holidays. That was special. I'll always remember those times. But now, as an adult - I just can't hold the same level of passion for them. I look forward to getting together with Jill, Jeff, my parents, and Jim for Yule this year... maybe a trip to Portland then, and I really do love Joshua Books' annual Yule party. But Thanksgiving is a holiday I could never truly understand. Let's go gorge ourselves on all the food Angela hates (turkey, stuffing, ham, I could name a few more items on the T-giving list that gross me out) ... and it's been that way since I was a little kid. For a long time, I'd choke down some turkey just to make everyone happy. You know. Drown it in gravy and bury it inside my mashed potatoes so I couldn't actually TASTE the turkey. (I grew to like Turkey as an adult more, admittedly)...
I think KFC with their mashup bowls where they shove all the stuff in a bowl like a pig's trough of food... should pay me some royalties. I thought of that idea FIRST as a kid. Choking down the Thanksgiving feast.
"You can't just eat cranberry sauce and pie!" Actually..... you can. ;)
I'll just say the best part of Thanksgiving has always been the pie for me. Pumpkin pie is my favorite. But this year I'm shaking it up a little. And I'm STOKED for it. I love being the master of my own life. I hold a high gratitude for that. And I am more than blessed with a wonderfully supportive boyfriend. Jim is really great about these sort of things.
I know I won't regret it for a minute.
-Angela
Warning - this post is a little dark about the weather. Typically, I tell people the shut the fuck up about the weather. But here's my one thing: I don't like SNOW.
Snow has arrived in the Pacific Northwest, Seattle area. I'm not a huge fan of the snow. I don't like winter sports, I hate being frozen, I hate when I can't step out my door and run without feeling concerned I will slip and fall on my ass or break a leg.
I dislike when the roads are screwed up, people get freaky out there and freaked out, and my favorite stuff is canceled. (Read, Yoga). I get it. It's pretty. It's peaceful. It's wintry. It's introspective. Yada yada. Maybe I need to learn to slow down more. :)
So this is my piece on snow. I just like it when the snow goes away and life is more usual temperate.
I like sun, I like rain. I can do clouds, drizzly days... but get into the snow, and I become annoyed.
I wanna get in my car and drive without much ado.
Got some work done today. Was proud yesterday to have swam an hour of laps to get a non-impact workout in, intending on circuit training tonight to try and work up a sweat to stay warm in this freezing business.
Finally cross linked my entries (NOT COMMENTS) to my facebook. We'll see if I want to do that or not...
Don't have a lot to report today, but I do know the time is growing short before my trip out of town to Santa Barbara. I am stoked. Can't wait to get away from chilly Seattle. Very happy with my plans. Unfortunate aspect, the Jim-fam is used to me going down to Portland, mostly because my family hasn't made plans the past few years. We used to do a big Thanksgiving at my grandparent's house EVERY year for as long as I can remember as a kid. But then one day my grandparents started to get too old for that. And that was around the time Jim entered the picture, so I just went down with Jim for that stuff every time. I wasn't trying to set a precedence that I do the *same* thing every year for the holidays. Personally - I love the fam and all, but I also love being able to pick and choose what happens and when for my thing. And this year, my first Thanksgiving raw, and my intent to reconnect with Sasha face to face is pretty strong this year. Fortunately I know to follow the path with heart and not just do stuff because I'm obligated or others want me to. I actually didn't think twice. But then, sometimes it's best to do things without over-analyzing.
I also love that my family doesn't use guilt techniques, nor do they have an idea of obligatory holiday crap. I don't know. I just get irritated by it. To me, holidays are pretty much like any other day of the year. When I was kid, we did a lot of things for the holidays. That was special. I'll always remember those times. But now, as an adult - I just can't hold the same level of passion for them. I look forward to getting together with Jill, Jeff, my parents, and Jim for Yule this year... maybe a trip to Portland then, and I really do love Joshua Books' annual Yule party. But Thanksgiving is a holiday I could never truly understand. Let's go gorge ourselves on all the food Angela hates (turkey, stuffing, ham, I could name a few more items on the T-giving list that gross me out) ... and it's been that way since I was a little kid. For a long time, I'd choke down some turkey just to make everyone happy. You know. Drown it in gravy and bury it inside my mashed potatoes so I couldn't actually TASTE the turkey. (I grew to like Turkey as an adult more, admittedly)...
I think KFC with their mashup bowls where they shove all the stuff in a bowl like a pig's trough of food... should pay me some royalties. I thought of that idea FIRST as a kid. Choking down the Thanksgiving feast.
"You can't just eat cranberry sauce and pie!" Actually..... you can. ;)
I'll just say the best part of Thanksgiving has always been the pie for me. Pumpkin pie is my favorite. But this year I'm shaking it up a little. And I'm STOKED for it. I love being the master of my own life. I hold a high gratitude for that. And I am more than blessed with a wonderfully supportive boyfriend. Jim is really great about these sort of things.
I know I won't regret it for a minute.
-Angela