It’s a rainy day with a golden light at the horizon, and you know I love to write on a rainy day. Though no fiction for me today.
Nope, deep, serious thoughts about deep, serious things. Fueled by coffee with my Chobani creamer, which is utterly yummy.
Yesterday was groceries, so many groceries, a heavy cart filled for me and my parents. Everything is more expensive. Absolutely everything.
To be honest, we’re all just kind of whistling in the dark, a very odd phrase you know I’m going to look up for the origins. Hmm, no real answer on the origins, but a lot of sites have the meaning of the phrase wrong, saying it means being sure of something you’re wrong about.
Whistling in the dark is pretending to be brave when you’re not; pretending to be optimistic when it doesn’t look good.
A woman came up to me and said “I’d like to poison your mind With wrong ideas that appeal to you Though I am not unkind”
That feels painfully appropriate, I’d say. Anyway, as the gold in the sky fades to rain, I’m going to get some stuff done. Have a good Friday and a good weekend, and if you’re going to whistle, make it a good tune.
I complete forgot about blogging today. I mean COMPLETELY. Just floated right out of my head like I don’t do it five days a week.
I’m tired, I guess.
Today I’m giving away my previous mixer, Stella, because she has been replaced with a fancy blue KitchenAid. That’s right.
I’ve got the gold standard of mixers, except not in gold, though that’s an option.
And yet I’m sad to see Stella go, but hopefully she will find a new home with someone who will use her to make all kinds of lovely things. It’s not like I need two stand mixers.
I don’t need two stand mixers, do I?
So off she goes, with a note attached introducing herself, to Goodwill, where hopefully she’ll find a perfect new home.
And that’s all I have for this sunny Friday in June, with a Happy Juneteenth and a moment to remember all the people brutalized and killed by the horrific institution of slavery. A better tomorrow without forgetting the past.
Don’t know about you, but after months of this sheltering in place, here at the far end of another week, I am tired of the sound of my thoughts. They’re willfully disorganized and very, very loud.
So many times I’ve tried to file everything neatly away in there, but they force themselves out of the drawers, tumbling, one after another, an inside-head tornado.
Definitely too thinky.
And they aren’t productive thoughts, they aren’t thoughts I can run with, because everything wants to be done at the same time.
I think it’s this feeling of having nothing but time to do things, it makes you want to do…nothing. Who isn’t at their most productive with deadlines looming?
Today’s Daily Burn 365 workout was a fundamental yoga one, and I found myself everywhere but in the moment, itching to be more physical, to do anything but be still and breathe. I think I’m out of practice.
I ended up doing the Daily Burn HIIT workout on Amazon Live afterward, the exertion helped.
So that is me on this Friday, thinking I need to get yoga back in my life. You have a magnificent Friday and a perfect weekend.
The usual one at 8 and then a live one at 9 on Amazon. It was with Becca, one of my favorites from Daily Burn, and I couldn’t resist. The first was yoga with Amanda, so they complemented one another well.
It’s gray and misty and likely rainy, there was wild thunder last night, the shaking kind of thunder, so close I wonder if it hit something nearby. Nearly certainly it did.
I think the two workouts mellowed me out, so if you’re in need of mellowing, that’s one way to go.
Otherwise, here we are, another week of sheltering done, we’re halfway though May already, and onward we go.
Have a great Friday and lovely weekend. If you haven’t tried “Rosehaven,” I highly recommend it.
It’s dramatic out today, with dramatic clouds and dramatic wind and it’s colder than it’s been. It feels more fally than springy and maybe it is, maybe we entirely missed summer and didn’t know it.
I had a great breakfast, with berries and yogurt and nut butter and wheat germ and nuts, and they were the first good strawberries I’ve had in a long time.
It’s the little things right now.
There’s a new season of show I like on Netflix, “Dead to Me,” I didn’t enjoy at first but the cast won me over, the chemistry between Christina Applegate and Linda Cardellini is beyond superb. Christina is comic perfection, if you haven’t watched her short-lived series, “Samantha Who,” I highly recommend it.
So things are bad, as a whole, but today I don’t feel terrible, and I’m going to take that as a win. And you’re welcome to join me.
Have a wonderful Friday, whatever that means for you in this new world, and a great weekend.