I refuse to be afraid of public spaces.
But I also realized today how much less time I spend alone in public spaces now than I did 10 or 6 years ago.

A stranger hugged me today.
Unexpectedly.
Quickly.
My initial response?
Hi.
He was young.
Maybe 20.
Skateboarding in the commons best where I was reading.

Just as quickly he released me.
I deftly checked that my wallet and phone were intact.
They were.
He smelled good.
I didn’t dislike the unexpected contact.
And that fact startled me almost more than the contact itself.
I was shaken.
But smiling.

And I realized as I waited for my friend that they were once just a stranger in a car that I said hi to.
When I say I want to travel I don’t mean I want to stay at resorts and go on tours with tour guides or buy key chains from souvenir shops. I don’t want to be a tourist. When I say I want to travel I mean I want to explore another country and become part of it. I want to discover small coffee shops in Germany and Italy and France. I want to walk on beaches in Australia and browse the book stores of England. I want to hike the Great Wall of China and go cliff diving in Hawaii I want to meet people who are not like me, but people who I can like all the same. I want to take pictures of things and places and people I meet. I want my mind to be in constant awe of life on earth. I want to see things with new eyes. I want to look at a map and be able to remember how I was transformed by the places I’ve been to the things I’ve seen and the people I’ve met. I want to come home and realize that I have not come home whole but have left a piece of my heart in each place I have been. This, I think, is what is at the heart of Adventure and this is why I plan on making my life one.
Sometimes I have loved the peacefulness of an ordinary Sunday. It is like standing in a newly planted garden after a warm rain. You can feel the silent and invisible life.
Sitting on what will be my new patio in a month. Yard work is hard work.

Sitting on what will be my new patio in a month. Yard work is hard work.

"Life is about choices."

That’s the motto of a friend who we had an “Irish Wake” (30th birthday roast) for yesterday. And yesterday I decided the choice I wanted to make was to sit in the blazing sunshine in a friend’s new backyard in the city and drink sangria while making new girl friends. 

Then we changed and make-uped and pre-gamed like college kids, rode the T to Petit Robert Central, drank, roasted and danced the night away. I even got hubs to stay until 11ish (then an hour and a half T ride and drive home). 

I am supposed to run a 5k in 10 minutes. I woke up this morning. Thought about it. Thought about it some more. And decided the choice I wanted to make was to snuggle hubs (puppy free weekend! we never get to lounge in bed for that long), do a few hours of homework, get a big brunch, and hit up the driving range (before it rains). 

The girl’s lacrosse team still got my $25 donation and I got my first DNS. We rarely spend that much unplanned time with friends, including those in from San Fran, and yesterday was like vitamin D heaven. So those were the choice I made and I don’t regret them. 

Working on my weekend hydration game (to counteract my weekend dehydration game).

Working on my weekend hydration game (to counteract my weekend dehydration game).

Before,  After & After-After.

Got in a 30 minute run between work and dinner plans. Feeling proud.

Before, After & After-After.

Got in a 30 minute run between work and dinner plans. Feeling proud.

I know it’s cliche, but I’m already feeling better from eating better.

This is what 764 grams of bok choy looks like.

Hannaford produce section had so much more variety. I forgot how many other veggies besides salad exist.

This is what 764 grams of bok choy looks like.

Hannaford produce section had so much more variety. I forgot how many other veggies besides salad exist.

Husband has hockey tonight which means all the Brussels sprouts for me! 

Stopping pretending I can or will out- exercise a poor,  overly abundant diet.

Husband has hockey tonight which means all the Brussels sprouts for me!

Stopping pretending I can or will out- exercise a poor, overly abundant diet.

I’m wearing to many clothes and too many inches of natural insulation for this sudden switch to spring warmth & humidity.

Discovered there is a Hannaford’s in the next town. SO EXCITED. The Market Basket near is pretty sad when it comes to produce and especially fish. The Whole Foods across the street is delicious but I can’t seem to walk out there without spending at least $75, even for 1-2 meals. (Temptation of presentation.)

bikesbrainsbetterliving:

iron-inside:

There is no “one right way” to eat.

Yes, there are some things which have been proven should be eaten in moderation, but we cannot say conclusively that we should entirely avoid sugars or grains or meat or raw cruciferous vegetables or much - if anything - else.

Eat what makes you feel like the best you, what keeps you going and sates you. Experiment and find what fuels you best. Eat a wide variety of foods, try new things, learn to cook and expound upon your skills in the kitchen.

Food is one of the greatest pleasures in life and, luckily enough, it’s also necessary for survival. There’s joy to be found in food and cooking - those moments of calm happiness while preparing mise en place, the smiles and laughter you can’t contain when you taste something so perfect it’s etched in your memory forever, the pleasure of sharing food with others or making a delightful dinner for yourself.

Eat well and allow yourself to feel good about food and your food choices.

This is basically my life philosophy on food. Eat what makes you feel like the best you, what keeps you going and sates you. Amen.

I deeply admire both of these women and love this philosophy toward food.

Friday: another meeting filled day at work. It was an odd week lady week. My ain’t and cousin slept over so we had a lot of chatting over Nick’s homemade pizza.

Saturday: went to cousin’s dance competition. It was pretty fun and you can tell she loves it. Then we finally tackled some chores we kept putting off: deep cleaning the cars, donating dining room chairs, and getting rid of 3 nasty air conditioners the previous owners left behind. I worked on saying no to a lot of extras I didn’t need nor want. Then I did 4 hours of homework.

Sunday: slept in until almost 9. Tackled more homework until 11. Then since it was weekend day in a month that was sunny and warmish, we finally attested raking the backyard. 25 bags of leaves later we have no idea how we’re going to get them to the recycling center (or wait a month for pickup day). After lunch, snacks and a beer, Rocky and I finally ran c25k week 2 day 3. Woefully out of shape. But it was successful. Capped it all off with Captain America 2. Couldn’t fall asleep after because of sleeping in so today’s off to a slow start.

tl; dr I did things I’d been procrastinating, practiced my no, and still had fun/relaxed. Here we go Monday.

94monkeys
Not a GS site… that’s my backyard. Looks similar though. Wondering how hubby would feel if I built a gs platform tent back here