Wasting days...

It is a lovely day, and we should be outside. Instead, the zilla is still sleeping (summer vacation is coming to a close--not too many more days like this), J. is banjo-ing (yes, I know that is not a word), and the Moo is stretched out, "sausage style," on the floor. I am steadily eating my way through several pounds of blueberries while catching up on my interwebs reading and a quick posting here and there. But mostly not there.

Eventually, I will need to get my ass in gear and accomplish something...anything today. For now, I am content to fritter away a few hours before my to-do list comes a-calling. And it will come. It is relentless.

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Twilight

You really haven't lived until you've seen J's masterful re-enactment of the Twilight saga. Fucking hilarious! :)

The zilla is a huge Twilight fan and J has more than agreeably sat through the two previous Twilight films with her so that he'll be "all caught up" when we take the zilla to see the latest installment tonight.

And, for the record, I'm not so much of a fan of Lily seeing the Twilight series but it's either J and I take her or her dad and his girlfriend take her. At least I know I will clap a hand over her eyes in a hot second. And yeah. Sometimes that divorced-parent-pressure thing is a killer.

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She who Dares to Stand where I Stood...

So many seemingly everyday, pay-no-mind, things evoke a thousand tiny memories of the people and places that have woven themselves into the tapestry of the person I am today.

I can never help but wonder if those individuals remember the same instances. The same memories. If someone else is standing in the same spot where I once stood and making his/her own memories.

So many seem to be in such a rush to erase the past. Or, as a friend says, "Give it the Eternal Sunshine treatment." I, for one, am in no such hurry. So I keep all those memories, all the fabulous and utter fail, with me. And I wonder if somewhere, someone is remembering too.

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On the road again...

A very short notice trip has me frantically packing up J, the zilla, and I and heading out to see some of my best girls. If you remember, my sister friends and I all converged on the great city of Chicago in March but some of the girls were unable to make it. A not-so-serious post about a road trip turned serious and now the Qu fam is heading this way to pick us up so that we can road trip it together.

This is the first time J will meet any of the sister friends outside of Qu and I am agonizingly excited. My girls have pulled me through some of the worst times ever and I don't know where I would be without them.

If you are a SF and reading this, I love you--truly, truly. I wish we could all be there this weekend. Can't wait until next year's gathering. Vegas, yes? Oh, the damage we could do in Vegas...

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Is this what driving brings?

Is there a better feeling than driving with the windows all the way down and the music all the way up? Wind rushing through my hair and singing at the top of my lungs. I almost never feel as free as I do in these moments.

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Come so close that I might see...

Curled up and attempting to read my Scientific American before nodding off for the night. This would be much easier if I were wearing my glasses versus J's glasses--especially since my eyes are so much worse than J's.
Where are my glasses? Unknown. Somewhere between here and Carbondale, most likely. Still crossing fingers that they turn up. I'm not really into spending $400 for a new pair. Yeah, I know. I told you I was blind!

In other news, we've got a couple of irons in the proverbial fire. Too early to say much more. But keep your fingers crossed for us, yeah?

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Waning sunday

Winding down after a day at the dunes with J. and the zilla.

Hiked my ass up one of the biggest dunes (elevation of 184 ft) and down the other side. Felt pretty awesome (read: had regained breath and stopped sweating like proverbial whore in church) until we realized that we still needed to climb some 2,567 steps to reach the next path.

Mad props to my boy, J. who kept his composure even when the zilla and I came perilously close to melting. Even attempted to help me with my piss poor map skills. If I should ever pull a Time Traveler's Wife, I will make sure to find my fourth grade self and set her straight. I mean, we can't carry a GPS all the time...

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