Lazy Tuesday
Today is the first day in a long, long time that the boys and I slept in-- there's nowhere to be at any certain time, nobody to call or visit, nothing urgent waiting in the wings. It has been a wonderful, lazy morning.
I made sausage balls for breakfast... sort of: I used turkey sausage, rice cheese and homemade whole spelt baking mix. There's a LOT less fat in this version and according to Khai they are pretty tasty. He asked if we could make them every day.
My gym has music playing constantly-- I guess they are trying to boost energy with a fast beat? The only problem is that it's super-sticky-sweet-pop-turned-dance-music crap. Or old rock ballads trying to be dance music, which is almost worse. Yesterday I heard Def Leppard's Photograph on top of a techno beat and it was enough to make me cringe. Praise the iPod! I don't have to listen to a sped-up Paula Abdul (a-buh-buh-buhh, buh-buh buh-buh-buhhhh... do-do-you love me?) or an even whinier version of that horrible Barbie song. I'm going to try listening to audiobooks while I work out-- hopefully that will keep me from getting bored. After about 30 mins, even with good music, I'm ready to hop off the treadmill and do something different. I'd like to be able to go for at least 45 at a stretch... I'll find out later today whether or not that helps. The yoga class is still woooooooonderful. I love it. My teacher is having surgery next week and will be out until August-- her stand-in teaches PiYo, a combination of Pilates and yoga. Hopefully it will be fun.
I've been keeping myself very busy-- it helps that Max and Khai get along well and play happily together most of the time. I've been able to work on projects that require more focus since they don't need me every five seconds. I've been sewing curtains for the bedroom (almost finished!), finally built my headboard and the duvet is only lacking some trim. I am also going to wire some hanging candle lamps, two of which will be modified to be bedside lamps. The others will all hang from the ceiling. Next up: new curtains for the boys' bedroom that will tie in with the space-themed duvet covers I'm going to make for their bunkbeds.
Oh! I've also been making necklaces. Since I couldn't ever find exactly what I was looking for online or in stores, I just broke down and made my own. My favorite? A carved buffalo bone double dorje pendant (eBay!) on a necklace I made out of beading wire and a lobster clasp. For some reason I am in love with the low-tech bone pendant paired with the minimalistic wire.
Somehow I have managed to go nearly a month without writing here. I've just not been online as much-- all of my regular haunts have gone unchecked. Even Metafilter and Lifehacker have been ignored! I went from writing daily to weekly to... monthly. In one way I don't mind because for the most part it was pretty boring. Same stuff different day, you know? But in another way I feel like I need to make myself write more often because it keeps that part of my brain alive-- it's also a written record of this part of my life. How much of this will I forget later on? I will likely look back on a lot of this time and miss it... having a searchable archive of what I now perceive as mundane details might be useful later. We'll see. If I have to make myself write then it's not real. But if I can find that part inside that enjoys writing again, maybe the words will come more easily. Only time will tell.
I made sausage balls for breakfast... sort of: I used turkey sausage, rice cheese and homemade whole spelt baking mix. There's a LOT less fat in this version and according to Khai they are pretty tasty. He asked if we could make them every day.
My gym has music playing constantly-- I guess they are trying to boost energy with a fast beat? The only problem is that it's super-sticky-sweet-pop-turned-dance-music crap. Or old rock ballads trying to be dance music, which is almost worse. Yesterday I heard Def Leppard's Photograph on top of a techno beat and it was enough to make me cringe. Praise the iPod! I don't have to listen to a sped-up Paula Abdul (a-buh-buh-buhh, buh-buh buh-buh-buhhhh... do-do-you love me?) or an even whinier version of that horrible Barbie song. I'm going to try listening to audiobooks while I work out-- hopefully that will keep me from getting bored. After about 30 mins, even with good music, I'm ready to hop off the treadmill and do something different. I'd like to be able to go for at least 45 at a stretch... I'll find out later today whether or not that helps. The yoga class is still woooooooonderful. I love it. My teacher is having surgery next week and will be out until August-- her stand-in teaches PiYo, a combination of Pilates and yoga. Hopefully it will be fun.
I've been keeping myself very busy-- it helps that Max and Khai get along well and play happily together most of the time. I've been able to work on projects that require more focus since they don't need me every five seconds. I've been sewing curtains for the bedroom (almost finished!), finally built my headboard and the duvet is only lacking some trim. I am also going to wire some hanging candle lamps, two of which will be modified to be bedside lamps. The others will all hang from the ceiling. Next up: new curtains for the boys' bedroom that will tie in with the space-themed duvet covers I'm going to make for their bunkbeds.
Oh! I've also been making necklaces. Since I couldn't ever find exactly what I was looking for online or in stores, I just broke down and made my own. My favorite? A carved buffalo bone double dorje pendant (eBay!) on a necklace I made out of beading wire and a lobster clasp. For some reason I am in love with the low-tech bone pendant paired with the minimalistic wire.
Somehow I have managed to go nearly a month without writing here. I've just not been online as much-- all of my regular haunts have gone unchecked. Even Metafilter and Lifehacker have been ignored! I went from writing daily to weekly to... monthly. In one way I don't mind because for the most part it was pretty boring. Same stuff different day, you know? But in another way I feel like I need to make myself write more often because it keeps that part of my brain alive-- it's also a written record of this part of my life. How much of this will I forget later on? I will likely look back on a lot of this time and miss it... having a searchable archive of what I now perceive as mundane details might be useful later. We'll see. If I have to make myself write then it's not real. But if I can find that part inside that enjoys writing again, maybe the words will come more easily. Only time will tell.