When we were visiting Missouri in October (you know, for a high school football game and a Chili Cookoff), I left my good/favorite glasses at my parents’ house. I didn’t have them mail them, because I had another pair at home. My other pair of glasses, while equally as stylish, were just not cutting the mustard for me, so I only ended up wearing half the time, which obviously developed muchos headaches.
In the two months between my visits to Missouri, I probably should have just ordered some new eyeglasses, but that would have taken initiative that I just didn’t have (outside of work, of course) over the past couple of months. I probably could have gotten them in time to make sure the different holiday frames that Zenni Optical offers were applicable to the Yuletide season. I could have rocked any of these styles:
Now that I have my favorite red and black frames back and I know I can always rely on those, it might be time to order some new ones. I do love the idea of spending $8.95 on a pair of frames I found online and not having to deal with the crazy sales people at other places I’ve purchased glasses where they’ve asked me if I’ve wanted 5,201 different kinds of protective coating on my lenses. Plus, all the money I save ordering frames online can go right into our glass jar full of Vegas funds.
The last five days in Sedalia, my mornings went like this: wake up on my own around 7:30. Try to go back to sleep a little bit more. Never happened. Wake up and go downstairs. Take Riley out, usually wearing no shoes and a t-shirt (optional pants). Go back inside. Have Grandma’s chocolate pie for breakfast. Get dressed. Take Riley out again and walk across the street to visit Grandma and Grandpa. Drive a golf cart to my uncle’s horse pasture and drive back while he leads one of the horses next to the golf cart. Eat some cookies for second breakfast. Continue on my day.
This morning, my morning went like this: wake up several times throughout the night because I was scared I’d sleep through my alarm. Stare at the new alarm clock The General got me for Christmas, because it projects the time on the wall/ceiling and I love it. Finally wake up. Try to find black socks. Apply hair product. Scrape the ice off my windshield. Shiver during my morning commute. Find myself behind a FARM VEHICLE. FOR THREE MILES OF MY FIVE MILE COMMUTE. (My commute goes from urban Minneapolis to downtown Minneapolis. I was very confused.) Delete 14,000 emails. (Not an exaggeration. I got a note from IT saying do it or die.)
If I could combine all of the things of my regular morning with a daily walk over to my grandparents’ house, it’d be kind of perfect.
If we’re not Facebook friends (and we should be!), then you didn’t see this. And sometimes pictures are exactly what I need when I’m having a shitstorm of a day.
P.S. The brown one is totally available for adoption. The white one might be, too, if he tries eating the Christmas cookies off the stove one more time.
What discovery did you make in 2011? What kind of impact did it have on how you view the world today?
Running: I like it. It’s hard and my boobs get in the way, but I feel so good when I’m done. It gave me a way to compete with myself.
Yoga Pants: I was a fan of track pants for lounging around the house until I started wearing The General’s yoga pants. Now I love them a lot.
America: I also discovered America. By myself.
How will you resound?
When did you feel most at home this year: in your life, in your space, in your career, in your skin? What factors make that situation feel like home? Do certain comforts make your space feel like home? Does being with certain people make you feel complete? Is there an activity in which you excel that makes you feel like you’re doing what you were meant to do?
This is your life. Where do you live? Where is home?
Man, I like this question. A lot. I think about it all the time. Feeling like I’m “home” is just a pure sense of relaxation and not worrying about a darn thing.
Our house feels like home for me. It’s the first time I’ve ever had to not worry about roommates or someone living above or below me. I played Just Dance 3 the other night (Christmas gift from The Kid!) and, man, there was a whole heck of a lot of jumping around that a downstairs neighbor would totally have not enjoyed. We have pictures everywhere, art that actually works for both of us, and the house actually fits us. Sometimes we forget it’s technically not ours.
I knew I felt at home in the Twin Cities area the first time I visited it. Yes, it was huge and I was lost regularly when trying to drive and I knew nothing about it, but it didn’t matter. It just felt like home. And it still does. More Minneapolis than St. Paul, but that’s probably because I haven’t had my house broken into or ran into anyone with my car since living in Minneapolis.
How will you resound?
The holiday season is typically a time we focus on others, sometimes at the expense of ourselves. I can get so caught up in the expectations of the season that I have a hard time remembering to enjoy the peace and wonder of the season. I can forget to take time to care for myself. So lets look back on how we cared for ourselves. Maybe we’ll inspire each other to take a few minutes for ourselves today.
What was the best gift you gave yourself this year? Did you buy big, fluffy towels? Did you have a massage on a day when you really needed it? Did you forgive someone and give yourself the freedom from that grudge?
I had to reread this question (and by reread I mean The General had to explain it to me) because I was going down the wrong gift path. There’s no way I could have picked the best gift someone else gave me this year.
One of the best things I bought myself this year: goggles. Seriously. I was burning myself out with the elliptical and getting frustrated when I couldn’t run as much or as fast as I wanted to, so I decided to give swimming a try. Best thing I did all year. I forgot how much I love it and how easy it is to forget how hard you’re working when you’re going back and forth like that.
My membership lapsed (they were closed for a week in September – DUMB) and I’ve been keeping enough freelance work going to not give me all that much free time. Thankfully, we’ve been eating healthier and eliminating crap from our diet so I’ve been able to continue working on getting healthy. But the pool and my goggles are the biggest things I’ve been missing.
How will you resound?
Take today to talk about 12 things you would like to accomplish in 2012. These 12 things can be 12 resolutions, 12 changes in your life, 12 wines you’d like to drink, 12 cities you’d like to visit, or 12 monthly goals. The decision is yours. Good luck and have fun!
I’m picking 12 things I want to do in 2012, which was a bit tricky since I have a ton of stuff left to go on my 101 things in 1001 days list, too.
- Jump off the Stratosphere. (I’m planning on it in February; I just can’t chicken out!)
- Visit the Neon Graveyard in Vegas. (Also planned.)
- Date night with The General once a month that doesn’t involve running errands.
- Learn how to tune up my bike on my own (or get a new bike).
- Spend a weekend in Duluth.
- Get back into a habit of taking multivitamins, fish oil, etc.
- Get some legal documents created. (Requirement needed: lawyer)
- Figure out what to do with these five million Beanie Babies I have.
- Play poker with people instead of Facebook douchebags.
- Cross stitch something.
Fairly simple, yes?
What is the best meal or best food that you have eaten all year? Did you make it? Did you get it at a restaurant? Do your best to describe the food and the experience with us.
Three come to mind.
1) The General and I had dinner at Fogo de Chao this year for Minneapolis/St. Paul Restaurant Week. I joke around about loving meat, but I really do. And to have guys wearing billowy pants running around with freshly cooked meat on sword, just dropping chunks of delicious meat at any given time, well, it was kind of awesome. I couldn’t say no to anyone, of course, because why would I want to turn down any type of meat? It was delicious. So darn delicious. I don’t know that we’ll go back often, mainly because meat sweats aren’t always pleasant, but it was so very, very delicious at the time.
2) The Kid, The General and I stopped at Mesa Pizza in Uptown yesterday after haircuts. It was on a whim, wasn’t planned and totally not something we usually do with The Kid, because new restaurants are a little overwhelming for him sometimes. We each grabbed a slice, which is perfect for our three varied tastes, and took advantage of their all you can drink water buffet. It ended up being the cutest little meal the three of us had had in a long time.
3) Thanksgiving dinner. I ate duck meat. I was surrounded by wonderful people. And that made it one of my top three meals of the year. Easy.