- Saturday,
my mom, my sister, my nephew, and I all went to Geneseo for Chinese and a
trip to Goodwill. My mom ended up
buying me some “new” books, some by Mercedes Lackey, The Diary of Anne Frank, and a few Boxcar Children books for
my collection. The latter was my
favorite series when I was a little kid, and I still hunt for copies to
add to it; I wasn’t sure if the books we got were ones I already have, but
luckily, when I went to shelve them, I didn’t. Yay! Oh, and she got me some
soundtracks on CD as well as a cute cookie jar for my future apartment.
- Mom
worked with me more on driving on Sunday, and I can’t wait to learn to
shift…I feel really bad when I have to ride my brakes, especially since I
hear my dad’s voice in my head lecturing me about it. She says I’m doing
better at making my turns. The only tenseness I’ve felt when with her is
in my left arm, and more confident.
Dad came home on Monday though, and had me driving on our fields, lawn, and through our pasture…needless to say, my whole body locked and I almost became sick because my anxiety became so bad. I really wish there was a driving school for adults in my town, and not half an hour away.
- Elk
jerky. Yeah, I got to try some of that this week, courtesy of Texas. Better than
bear, similar to deer, but more dry. I know, it’s jerky, but trust me,
jerky can have a moist taste. We used to make deer jerky when I was a kid,
I know what I’m talking about. All in all, it was alright. I wouldn’t go
searching for it, but I’d eat it if put in front of me again.
- I’ve
thought about doing yoga for a while, and this week, I hunted down over a
hundred beginners videos on youtube. And I’ve started doing yoga. Very
small stuff right now, and going pretty slow. I ended up tweeting with my
old personal trainer, Jenn, from my college days, for advice. Aside from
the normal stuff most people have told me, she told me to experiment and
test with some things, and do low-impact. I have tendonitis in my right
wrist, so some things I can’t do compared to a year ago, such as downward
dog, push-ups, and a plank that isn’t on the elbows. I want to badly, but
considering I have to take breaks just from the computer to ice and
massage now and then, as well as just stop using that hand, I guess I’m
SOL on some positions.
I did make a small playlist for my first circuit to branch from, which is going well so far. Some parts were harder than others, but…I’m actually a tad optimistic about it. And I realized that some parts of my body are considered more flexible already than others. Like bending my knees toward the floor…I guess some need pillows until they become better at that part, while mine had no need. Yay! And my lower back, is very weak. Something I never would have thought. Yikes! Seriously, I went to do one move where your weight is on your forearms flat on the floor, while you’re laying on your back, legs straight, and lift your butt up off the floor, and hold for three breaths. Needless to say, this is where I had to experiment, and pretty much turned myself into an open box or something, but bringing my feet in, and had to lift my butt up that way. Gaining strength in that area is going to be harder than I imagined. Boo.
I feel for anyone who hasn’t worked out in a while, or trying to learn new things like this. It’s hard, which is great. And it did make me feel better a bit. But man—a pain in the, would it be lower back in this instance? Haha.
- I’ve
started asking some of my published author friends to beta-read for me. To
be honest, even though I had professors who were published read my work in
college, I think I’m more nervous now. I love them, but when you spend so
much time with pieces of work, looking at it over again, etc, over a
course of time, you no longer know entirely what to expect.
- Last
night, my youngest nephew, got a hold of some leftover bubble wrap from
one of the packages we got this week. Needless to say, after supper, he
stood in the kitchen, jumping and marching on it, wanting us to join. We
preferred to watch his excitement, and besides, we know our feet would
have popped most of it and taken away his fun rather quickly. He was
definitely over-wound, but I like that fact that he can still enjoy life
like that. Have fun with small simple things, and not the countless toys
he is spoiled with, and not in the need of all of the electronics so many
kids seem to have at much earlier ages than in the past.
Sum of this scene: enjoy the bubble wrap in your life over the things that cost more. Simple pleasures y’all, those make the world go ‘round. And even though that has me aching to curl up with someone close to my heart, and god forbid it, watch an awful horror movie or raunchy comedy that aren’t my taste, I still mean what I say. Simple. Pleasures. Enjoy them. Cherish them.
~Count your blessings, and whether things are bad or you’re
doing well, find something good and hold on!
Much love!
~*~Alyse~*~
