Two Lips

My DH bought me red tulips at the Farmer's market yesterday. They started out looking a bit limp, but have perked up wonderfully since I trimmed the stems and put them in water. Now I am waiting to see if they will grow. About 10 years ago, I had a mixed flower boquet with tulips in it, and by the end of a week they were a couple inches taller than the rest of the flowers. It's the only time I've seen cut flowers actaully grow.

No I Didn't Fall off the Face of the Earth

I just had some stuff come up that took my full attention and was too personal to post on a blog.

I am finally back to normal, after nearly 4 weeks of wackiness. I'm getting back into bellydancing, with the help of my DH and some DVD's from the library.

I've gotten in touch with someone who I went to collage with--she was doing her masters while I was an undergrad, and now we both live in the same town, within a mile of eachother. Go figure.

An old friend of DH's is in town and we may be going to dinner with him later this week, or I may let DH go while I stay home. Trying to decide. Hmm.

Oh, and btw, I'm selling my kayak and all the gear: if you know anyone who might be interested, let me know. I'm quite flexible on price--just want the stuff off my hands and out of my home!

Goose

I missed a turn today, and chose to park a block away from my destination and walk back. On the walk, I had to cross a bridge, and on the rail of that bridge was a goose. Just standing there. Serenely watching the cars go by. I gave it as wide a berth as I could on the narrow sidewalk, and it tolerated me, too. Wow. It was really cool. Maybe you had to be there. But it was really cool.

No Sodium

Never thought how hard a no sodium diet would be until I forgot the salt in my bread recipe. Ugh. I can tell it *would* have been delicious if only I had remembered that tiny amount of salt. But as it is . . . Adding salt on top just doesn't do it. Maybe I'll try making it sweet--execpt I usually don't want it sweet. If I wanted sweets, I'd make cookies or cake--and even those have some salt! I feel for anyone on a restricted salt diet.

Introverting

I'm practicing a new way of being. Introverting. I'm reading an incredible book called Introvert Power, and I'm realizing that I tend to extrovert more than I really want to. I am learning to notice when I need time alone, time to think, quite time. I'm also noticing extroverted behaviors that are annoying to me. For example, just this morning I was having a conversation with someone at my Jazercise class, and someone else butted in with a barely related comment. Luckily, the class was just about to start, so I was able to spend the first few minutes quietly, mentally processing my upset feelings. At the end of class, I was able to finish the original conversation without further interruption, which was very satisfying.

I'm actually finding that it is much easier to deal with my feelings when I work them through internally than when I try to talk them out, but in order to work them through, I need quiet time, and space away from the difficult interaction. Typcial introversion. :-) It feels so good to be able to really be me.

Am I Bad?

For wanting to stay in on a rainy day? It's farm day, but I really don't want to go and deal with the wet and mud and possible puddles and wind and maybe getting rained on. Plus I still haven't used most of the veggies from last week, so I won't have to buy a lot if I skip a week. But I feel kinda guilty and afraid I'll get lazy and out of the habit.

The thing is, I am really enjoying being at home and giving myself some time off, some time on the computer, some quiet thinking time, some introversion.

I am being productive. It's just that my productivity is internal. Reading and thinking and a little doing. It feels good.

Thunder, Lightning, Birds

Birds circling during a thunder storm. A real thunder storm. With lightning overhead. In CA. Big Flash and CRASH just now. Wow. There goes someone's car alarm.

Had to step outside a couple minutes ago to see for myself, and that's when I saw the birds. Back to photo project . . .