Now that.... is a good man
I am eating Pasta Fagioli. B cooked today and it is yum. He is also trying to find us a place to live, puts the toilet seat down, and makes the bed. Yep, it's official. He's a good one. When we met in Dec. 04 after learning that I am vegetarian he said that he had always wanted "to try" vegetarianism. After a while he said he'd try if for a year. Well it has been a year and a half + and he's still veggie. I wonder when he'll eat meat, if ever. I think he would feel that he was commiting some adulterous action against me (WHICH IS RIDICULOUS, I never tell people what they should eat and never told him that). Anyway, it sometimes still boggles me, but it sure is nice to have a veggie man, makes things easier. Maybe that is why he has remained veggie. Relationships are challenging, fantastic, but challenging, maybe he thinks that this will make it easier?
Oh, it's summer. I can hear a sprinkler, an old school one, with the fast, then slow cadence. It is meditative. (Funny that). Reminds me of being a kid, wearing keds, drinking Pepsi and eating Red Vines. (Hello sugar coma). I grew up on the Snake River and I loved those hot nights and it staying light until 10pm, riding on the ski boat.
Eww yuck, lander has the farts again. That dog has the worst, and most frequent farts of any animal species that I have ever encountered. But, he is a sweety, well, a freak, but a sweety.
I had to drive freaking everywhere today and on a tight budget that hurts. I bet I dropped 20 bucks on gas alone today. O-side to Encinitas for yoga, back home, to Escondido (Work), to Mission Valley (to drop off school crap), back to O-side, then going back to Cardiff (to meet up with my home girls), then home. Ok, that is, let me count-20, 20, 30, 40, 20. Geez, I am ruining the planet all on my own today. 130 miles of driving today. Ridiculous.
Yoga was mellow this morning, my hips are tight. Why is that? I am bow-legged, I wonder if that has anything to do with it. I also have a 3 yr old hamstring injury. My previous teacher Govinda once told me that hamstring issues stem from unexpressed rage. LOL!! I think I verbalize being pissed off pretty well.
Alright all you hoochie mamas and papas... have a good night
Oh, it's summer. I can hear a sprinkler, an old school one, with the fast, then slow cadence. It is meditative. (Funny that). Reminds me of being a kid, wearing keds, drinking Pepsi and eating Red Vines. (Hello sugar coma). I grew up on the Snake River and I loved those hot nights and it staying light until 10pm, riding on the ski boat.
Eww yuck, lander has the farts again. That dog has the worst, and most frequent farts of any animal species that I have ever encountered. But, he is a sweety, well, a freak, but a sweety.
I had to drive freaking everywhere today and on a tight budget that hurts. I bet I dropped 20 bucks on gas alone today. O-side to Encinitas for yoga, back home, to Escondido (Work), to Mission Valley (to drop off school crap), back to O-side, then going back to Cardiff (to meet up with my home girls), then home. Ok, that is, let me count-20, 20, 30, 40, 20. Geez, I am ruining the planet all on my own today. 130 miles of driving today. Ridiculous.
Yoga was mellow this morning, my hips are tight. Why is that? I am bow-legged, I wonder if that has anything to do with it. I also have a 3 yr old hamstring injury. My previous teacher Govinda once told me that hamstring issues stem from unexpressed rage. LOL!! I think I verbalize being pissed off pretty well.
Alright all you hoochie mamas and papas... have a good night
8 Comments:
Unexpressed rage....My teacher said it was due to not having my children delivered vaginally.
Maybe we should do a study.
That IS a lot of driving.. I filled up my car with like $5 of gas this morning on the way to practice because I was so late I couldn't wait (then I wasn't late afterall).... and the $5 got me there and back, literally....
james never outs the toilet seat down! but cookes veggie meals for me all the time... lets see what other good things does he do.....makes the bed, and changes the sheets, thats my worst thing, i hate changing sheets...oh, and he loves my dog.. like really loves him, that makes me happy
ya we should figure it out
James is a keeper too... but seriously, you have the coolest dog in the world so how couldn't he love him? Ohhhh, ponchy.
Hey, Las Olas last night was so fun, had ever been there before.
the one in carlsbad?
no cardiff-
lizzy, there are so many places you havnt been, gotta get out more!
ain't that the truth
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