I am working (and working) on submitting a piece for publication. I became obsessed with working on it this past weekend. But I still can’t seem to get it right. I tell myself I will send it in by my birthday in October.
In other news, my coworker went on a quick ramble of puns today. All in the same category. It was pretty damn creative. I was pretty damn envious. I wouldn’t be able to do that in a million years. It’s crazy how differently each human brain works.
Today is also my grandma’s birthday. My dad (her son) sent out a group text to my sister, brother and me this morning:
“Grams bday today.”
No one replied.
Hours later, my mom sent a group text to my sister, brother and me:
“Did anyone call to wish their grandma a happy birthday?! She is 76 years old today!”
Again, no responses.
We’re old enough to know to put it in our calendars. Well that was my reason not to reply. Maybe it’s just one of those things your parents do that you should be appreciative of. I’m a weirdo I guess, I was annoyed.
My best friend from high school visited me for a day out here in Portland. She lives and works very hard in busy and big Chicago. We hadn’t seen each other in over a year or two, so needless to say we had lots to catch up on.
I was a bit anxious the days prior to her arrival in my newfound home. I should point out I often get anxious due to visitors, but my best friend? I was surprised with myself.
I thought it through (and thought it through some more).
I was anxious because each of our lives are and have been eagerly transformed around what we are passionate about. In cliche terms, we are in the beautiful process of “finding ourselves”. We are not the same inexperienced, 18 year old girls in small, parent (republican) opinionated, Iowa.
We have our own opinions and experiences now. Which we both had the pleasure of learning about yesterday.
Cheers to lifelong friends, which we are continuously going to learn and grow from.
Day three being a vegan. I made 10 collard green falafel wraps with a cilantro pâté. A lot of sunflower seeds used. But good enough I was craving one when I got home from work today. I went on a 45 min. power walk with 15 min. stretches afterwards. A photographer was there shooting two young girls in flashy running gear. I thought about the hills and valleys of my health the past 5 years. How Hawaii was the best shape I’ve been in. How I was the most active there. And obviously caught the most amount of vitamin D. However, not the most rational when living island life.
Studying abroad for three months, I was the most sane, happy, me I’ve ever been. I may have just had a very large and questionable amount of red wine at the time too.
And now, out of college, nearing 25, with an amazing, handsome, man who I love myself with and living in a beautiful, agricultural, liberal, growing city.
Life is a beauty.
So it’s Day One of veganism. Nuts n grapes so far and it’s nearing noon.
Walking laps around Sexton Mountain Park.
Overcast heat. A small airplane flies by. JG coaches.
I bought a spaghetti squash. We cooked it 40min., perfect time for a sunset drink on the rooftop, met our new neighbors.
I grabbed a fork and told JG to watch, as I did as I saw in the YouTube video, and added my sautéed mushrooms, garlic, onion and red peppers.
JG had oven roasted chicken atop his plate. And lunch leftovers the next day.
A Rookie Vegan