Until my trip. Super excited. Right now, super busy with work though, so that's helping to pass the time.
I've been working out about 5 days a week for the past two months in preparation for this trip. While I have only lost 5 pounds (wanted to lose 10), I am feeling a lot better. Clothes are fitting better (not so tight!) and I have lost inches! At last measurement, I've lost 1 in from my arms, 2 from my waist, 2.5 from my hips, 1.5 from my thighs and 1 from my chest. I'm happier about these inches lost than the actual weight to tell you the truth. There were a lot of things about my body I was unhappy with and it seems as if things are falling into place. Literally and figuratively. :) And I just feel better overall.
While my sleep patterns have been messed up since I started going to acupuncture a few months ago (something my doc says is normal because of the balancing he's doing with my chi), I'm more awake, craving good foods like veggies, fruits, and water, I've cut down on caffeine to only one Diet Coke a day during the week (because I need to basically cut it out in the next month now that my husband and I are officially TTC as of our trip), and alcohol (although wine is still in my diet until I get a positive pregnancy test!) My arms are more toned, as are my thighs and calves, and I'm loving my chest and shoulders right now as well. While I'm not as thin as I was, my stomach is flat and I am beginning to see some ab definition that I once had back in my high school and early college cheerleading days (yes, I was a cheerleader...don't make fun!) :)
My goal was to drop about 10 pounds and get down to under 120. I'm currently at 123, but still want to lose the rest. My original goal was to look good for our trip, but now I'm going to continue to work out, not only because my body is craving it, but because I want to be in the best shape possible for TTC and pregnancy. Hopefully the better shape I'm in pre-pregnancy, the easier it'll be for me to bounce back afterwards. I'm already scouting jogging strollers and I'm not even pregnant yet! With an average of 90 - 100 sunny days here in Seattle, and maybe another 50 where it's not sunny but not raining, I want to be able to take advantage of the somewhat ok weather with the baby and get out there and literally walk my ass off. :) I unfortunately gain weight in my butt, hips and thighs pretty much exclusively (although I was gaining in my arms too) so I know that's where baby weight is going to go...while I've always felt good that I didn't get the dreaded muffin top in my fluctuation of 5 to 10 pounds, it still sucks when you have a small waist and have to buy bigger jeans because your thighs or hips are bigger (and then have them altered so you don't have a coin slot showing every time you bend over!) And being 5'2" with a pear shape is unfortunate too...so I'm working on it!
November 18, 2008
November 14, 2008
Weird...
Last night, while waiting for the bus on an otherwise normal street corner in Ballard, and clutching my Ipod to my body while attempting to watch last week's episode of "Gossip Girl", I looked up and saw a guy walking toward me on the street.
As I was standing alone, I moved closer to the entrance to the apartment building behind me, while keeping an eye out for my bus. The guy walked toward me, heading up the street, casually flipping something in his hands. At first, I thought he had unusual, long paint scrapers.
As he got closer, and proceeded to glare at me while still walking past me, I realized he was holding long machete type knives. Three of them. And casually flipping one around by the handle in his hand.
I made a not-so-obvious step backwards towards the apartment building and watched him walk up the street. Until he was far enough away where I realized that he could not throw anything at me, I stayed tucked into the entrance to the building.
Luckily, my bus came about three seconds later and I was able to hop on...I have no idea what that guy was doing or why he had those things on him. And the weird thing is he looked mostly normal...dressed in some khakis, a dress shirt and jacket, listening to an Ipod and just casually walking down the street holding three machete-type knives!
This is actually the safest bus stop for me to wait at because if I walked down to the main street in Ballard, there are tons of homeless, crazy people who wait by my bus stop. But, on the other hand, it's in front of a ton of businesses, so there would be a lot of witnesses if something happened to me...at the stop I currently wait at, there's no one around and only a small bar down the street. Maybe I'm rethinking where I wait for the bus...or at least maybe re-think leaving work a bit earlier so I'm not waiting in the dark for the bus...
As I was standing alone, I moved closer to the entrance to the apartment building behind me, while keeping an eye out for my bus. The guy walked toward me, heading up the street, casually flipping something in his hands. At first, I thought he had unusual, long paint scrapers.
As he got closer, and proceeded to glare at me while still walking past me, I realized he was holding long machete type knives. Three of them. And casually flipping one around by the handle in his hand.
I made a not-so-obvious step backwards towards the apartment building and watched him walk up the street. Until he was far enough away where I realized that he could not throw anything at me, I stayed tucked into the entrance to the building.
Luckily, my bus came about three seconds later and I was able to hop on...I have no idea what that guy was doing or why he had those things on him. And the weird thing is he looked mostly normal...dressed in some khakis, a dress shirt and jacket, listening to an Ipod and just casually walking down the street holding three machete-type knives!
This is actually the safest bus stop for me to wait at because if I walked down to the main street in Ballard, there are tons of homeless, crazy people who wait by my bus stop. But, on the other hand, it's in front of a ton of businesses, so there would be a lot of witnesses if something happened to me...at the stop I currently wait at, there's no one around and only a small bar down the street. Maybe I'm rethinking where I wait for the bus...or at least maybe re-think leaving work a bit earlier so I'm not waiting in the dark for the bus...
A lovely grey day...
So it's grey today. Literally, just grey. As in basically colorless. Ick. The only thing that's allowing me to hold it together is the knowledge that I will be in Mexico in 9 short days. 9 days!! I'm so excited for this trip. In looking at the weather online, this is the forecast for while I'm there:
Sunny. Winds will be light and variable. Realfeel®: 81 °F.
Clear. Winds from the WNW at 5 mph.Realfeel®: 55 °F.
Tuesday, Nov 25 Sunny. Winds from the WNW at 7 mph.Realfeel®: 79 °F.
Tuesday Night, Nov 25 Clear. Winds from the NW at 8 mph. Realfeel®: 53 °F.
Wednesday, Nov 26 Abundant sunshine. Winds from the NNW at 9 mph.Realfeel®: 78 °F.
Wednesday Night, Nov 26 Clear. Winds from the NNW at 12 mph.Realfeel®: 51 °F.
Thursday, Nov 27 Sunshine. Winds from the NNW at 11 mph. Realfeel®: 80 °F.
Thursday Night, Nov 27 Clear. Winds from the NNW at 9 mph.Realfeel®: 59 °F.
Friday, Nov 28 
Sun and areas of high clouds. Winds from the NNW at 5 mph. Realfeel®: 80 °F
My favorite part of that whole forecast is how it's going to be sunny every day and they had to come up with words to explain the sunshine...not just sunny, but "abundant sunshine"! And "sunshine"! Oh I'm so happy! :)
Our waterproof camera arrived yesterday...we bought a point and shoot Fuji camera. I plan on using it at the beach (we have a nice camera and video camera we're bringing, but don't want to bring those to the beach where they might get stolen.) Also, I plan on using it while doing this:
and this:
I've never done either, so I'm excited. I think Wednesday night we're going to have a private dinner on the beach since this trip is both our honeymoon and our anniversary present to one another (celebrating both of our major anniversaries since one is in October and the other is in December.)
Hopefully I can bring some sunshine back with me!!
Monday, Nov 24
Sunny. Winds will be light and variable. Realfeel®: 81 °F.Monday Night, Nov 24
Clear. Winds from the WNW at 5 mph.Realfeel®: 55 °F.Tuesday, Nov 25
Sunny. Winds from the WNW at 7 mph.Realfeel®: 79 °F.Tuesday Night, Nov 25
Clear. Winds from the NW at 8 mph. Realfeel®: 53 °F.Wednesday, Nov 26
Abundant sunshine. Winds from the NNW at 9 mph.Realfeel®: 78 °F.Wednesday Night, Nov 26
Clear. Winds from the NNW at 12 mph.Realfeel®: 51 °F.Thursday, Nov 27
Sunshine. Winds from the NNW at 11 mph. Realfeel®: 80 °F.Thursday Night, Nov 27
Clear. Winds from the NNW at 9 mph.Realfeel®: 59 °F.Friday, Nov 28
Sun and areas of high clouds. Winds from the NNW at 5 mph. Realfeel®: 80 °FMy favorite part of that whole forecast is how it's going to be sunny every day and they had to come up with words to explain the sunshine...not just sunny, but "abundant sunshine"! And "sunshine"! Oh I'm so happy! :)
Our waterproof camera arrived yesterday...we bought a point and shoot Fuji camera. I plan on using it at the beach (we have a nice camera and video camera we're bringing, but don't want to bring those to the beach where they might get stolen.) Also, I plan on using it while doing this:
and this:
I've never done either, so I'm excited. I think Wednesday night we're going to have a private dinner on the beach since this trip is both our honeymoon and our anniversary present to one another (celebrating both of our major anniversaries since one is in October and the other is in December.)
Hopefully I can bring some sunshine back with me!!
November 11, 2008
Today...
The weather sucks in Seattle. Most of the time it sucks. This is one thing, after living here for three years, that I have not gotten used to. Today, for instance, it's drizzly and grey. Yesterday at least the sun came out for awhile. Now I'm not complaining too much as my parents back in Maine are already experiencing cold snaps and frost. Soon they will get snow, and if it's anything like last winter, they'll get a snowstorm once a week that will dump between 6" and 12" on them each week. I don't miss that. I don't miss the cold wind that finds any available opening in your jacket and freezes you down to the core. But I miss the sunshine. I don't need the warmth and hot days I had when living in Florida. But I miss the sun. This weather just makes me tired all the time. I'm doing my best to try and get over it, going to sleep early, going to the gym to increase my energy, but on days like today I just want to sleep.
The only solace I have is that I will be in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico in 11 days for a week on my belated honeymoon...ah sunshine, my pasty white legs are coming for you! I have already packed most of my clothes as I'll be wearing things I haven't been able to wear here in months now...shorts, tank tops, skirts, bathing suits, flip flops. I am getting a celebratory pedicure (the first professional one in 4 months) in honor of baring my toes once again. I can't wait to wiggle them in the sand and have it be 70 degrees at 10pm and 85 during the day. Ah, Mexico...I can't wait to see you!
The only solace I have is that I will be in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico in 11 days for a week on my belated honeymoon...ah sunshine, my pasty white legs are coming for you! I have already packed most of my clothes as I'll be wearing things I haven't been able to wear here in months now...shorts, tank tops, skirts, bathing suits, flip flops. I am getting a celebratory pedicure (the first professional one in 4 months) in honor of baring my toes once again. I can't wait to wiggle them in the sand and have it be 70 degrees at 10pm and 85 during the day. Ah, Mexico...I can't wait to see you!
November 5, 2008
There is hope...
Despite my circumstances from last night, there is hope. I am ecstatic about last night's election results. We've come a long way. We still have a long way to go, but this is a very good, very large step in the right direction.
Esperanza para Obama!
Details of a horrible night...
So to detail what happened to me last night...I'm still mentally processing it, and have gone through so many emotions over the past day.
I was essentially mugged on my bus ride home last night. It was actually 4:30 in the afternoon. I was minding my own business, sitting in the back of the bus, in the last seat near the window in front of the back door, in a seat alone. I was watching a video my Ipod Nano and the bus came to a stop and this kid (maybe 15 years old) reached over me from behind and grabbed the Ipod out of my hands...I didn't know what was happening at first, as he didn't have a firm grip on it, and had to grab at it twice. It all happened in the span of three seconds but it felt like 15 minutes had passed.
I got up and yelled for the bus driver to stop, and she did. When the kid had gotten on the bus, he got on with a big group of kids and I didn't pay too much attention to them other than that they were loud. I got up and demanded from the girls that he had been sitting with to tell me who he was. They looked scared ( I must have been a crazy sight!) and I asked what his name was. They said it was Tamir, and they said that his friends had just gotten off the bus with him, and I should go ask them and they could tell me where he lived so I could call the cops.
I saw the kid run across the street, and got off the bus and chased him but he had a 10 second lead on me, and was too fast. He disappeared, behind a convenience store. I ran over to his friends who were waiting to cross the street and asked them if they knew him. They played cool and said no...I wanted to smack the crap out of them I was so angry. So I ran across the street to the convenience store, knowing full well the kid had to be nearby or local as he took off like he knew where he was going. I asked the people running the register if they had seen someone tearing through their parking lot 10 seconds earlier. They had no idea what I was saying (I don't know how well they understood me cause I must have been a crazy sight) and said "no".
So since I had stupidly gotten off the bus, I had to wait for another one, which didn't come for another 25 mins...I tried calling Tito, but he wasn't answering because he was at an after school program. I tried calling my parents just to have someone to talk to and their phone was busy. I tried calling my brother and he wasn't home. I then just stood there and as the adrenaline was wearing off, I started shaking and crying. Thankfully, at that point it was raining so I could hide under my umbrella. :) I crazily vented to some random girl who I was unintentionally rude to...I think she thought I was crazy but nicely listened and said she was sorry.
I soon realized I was in the ghetto of Seattle, on Aurora and 105th for those of you who are familiar with the area, (there were bullet holes in the windows of the check cashing store of which I was standing in front of.) I don't know what I was thinking running after him because he probably would have beaten me up...but I was so angry! And I feel so defenseless and scared. So many thoughts were running through my head of how I shouldn't have sat there, how I should have moved (I had thought about moving a few mins before and didn't), how it could have been worse...I could have caught up to him and he could have hurt me. How he could have hurt me in trying to take it.
It's not that it was something that was worth a lot...but it's the fact that it was MINE. And that I worked hard for it, and that it was a gift to myself for my 30th birthday. And that I didn't stupidly lose it, like leaving it somewhere, or even get it pick-pocketed, but that someone physically ripped it out of my hands. All because he wanted it.
I've gone from crying hysterically, to angry, to sad, to trying to be positive about it and thinking if he wanted it so bad to steal it from me he probably needed it more or the money it would bring more than I do.
I am scared to ride the bus now. I have vowed to only sit up front now near the bus driver. If there's no seat, I will stand there. I don't care how tired I am. The old bus I used to take to our old office building went straight downtown and was filled with business people. This bus is a new one I take because of where my office moved. This bus goes through some really bad parts of town. And there are a lot of junior high and high school kids who ride the bus who are "bad kids"...I have seen them drinking beer on the bus, talking about drugs, getting into fights, etc.
I am also paranoid about people. For the rest of the ride when I finally caught another bus, all I did was look at people, clutch my purse and backpack close to me and give them the stink eye. I'm sure I looked crazy. When the bus got to its last stop which was the Northgate Park and Ride, I walked over to the mall and called Tito and told him to come and get me. As I was walking, there were some teenagers behind me and I kept looking over my shoulders and walking super fast. I felt like they were going to come up and assault me.
I hate these feelings. I hate that maybe I was naive before but I felt safe in this city. Even walking through Belltown and Pioneer Square, I felt safe. And now I don't. I feel like everyone is going to hurt me. I am giving evil eyes to all people! I find myself thinking things I don't want to think. I asked Tito if I can't have anything nice for myself now because someone's going to take it from me if they feel entitled? I just don't feel safe right now, although I am hopeful this feeling will pass. And if I'm having these feelings after someone just snatched something from me, I can't imagine how people feel who are assaulted or more and pray this doesn't happen to me.
This just sucks because it was such a good day. I was so happy to cast my vote in the morning for Obama, and was thinking about how things were going to change...and then I get ripped off while riding public transportation (doing a good thing for the environment!) and it's by a young kid, who we're supposed to be educating and is the future of our nation. I feel like kids today don't have the respect they once did, and maybe they're a product of their environment, but I also feel like there are just a lot more bad kids and bad people now.
I still need to process all of this...but I'm ok. I wasn't hurt, and I made it home alright. And Tito was so great, he came and picked me up when I made my way to Target. I was complaining that now I have to buy a new one, and he said not to, and that I could have his Ipod (one that he had gotten for free through work and he hardly uses.) He just made me feel what I wanted and needed last night, which was safe. Despite him being really sick and in bed himself, he made me feel better. Have I mentioned how much I love my husband?? :)
I had nightmares all last night though about the incident and eventually woke up and couldn't get back to sleep at 4:30am. Each nightmare was the same thing...me sitting there and just hands coming over my body and taking something from me. In one dream I elbowed him, the other I smacked the crap out of the kids who played dumb, in another, I caught up to him and he beat the crap out of me. I finally woke up after that one.
I know it's something small, something materialistic, something that doesn't matter. My dad kept saying he was so glad I was ok. That I didn't catch up to him. I know stuff like this and worse happens in Seattle all the time and other cities. It's because it's a city...and I know it happens in rural areas as well.
But I've got to try and move on. So, in the spirit of hope and the changes about to come in our nation, I am thankful for the fact that I'm ok and that I wasn't hurt during last night's incident.
I was essentially mugged on my bus ride home last night. It was actually 4:30 in the afternoon. I was minding my own business, sitting in the back of the bus, in the last seat near the window in front of the back door, in a seat alone. I was watching a video my Ipod Nano and the bus came to a stop and this kid (maybe 15 years old) reached over me from behind and grabbed the Ipod out of my hands...I didn't know what was happening at first, as he didn't have a firm grip on it, and had to grab at it twice. It all happened in the span of three seconds but it felt like 15 minutes had passed.
I got up and yelled for the bus driver to stop, and she did. When the kid had gotten on the bus, he got on with a big group of kids and I didn't pay too much attention to them other than that they were loud. I got up and demanded from the girls that he had been sitting with to tell me who he was. They looked scared ( I must have been a crazy sight!) and I asked what his name was. They said it was Tamir, and they said that his friends had just gotten off the bus with him, and I should go ask them and they could tell me where he lived so I could call the cops.
I saw the kid run across the street, and got off the bus and chased him but he had a 10 second lead on me, and was too fast. He disappeared, behind a convenience store. I ran over to his friends who were waiting to cross the street and asked them if they knew him. They played cool and said no...I wanted to smack the crap out of them I was so angry. So I ran across the street to the convenience store, knowing full well the kid had to be nearby or local as he took off like he knew where he was going. I asked the people running the register if they had seen someone tearing through their parking lot 10 seconds earlier. They had no idea what I was saying (I don't know how well they understood me cause I must have been a crazy sight) and said "no".
So since I had stupidly gotten off the bus, I had to wait for another one, which didn't come for another 25 mins...I tried calling Tito, but he wasn't answering because he was at an after school program. I tried calling my parents just to have someone to talk to and their phone was busy. I tried calling my brother and he wasn't home. I then just stood there and as the adrenaline was wearing off, I started shaking and crying. Thankfully, at that point it was raining so I could hide under my umbrella. :) I crazily vented to some random girl who I was unintentionally rude to...I think she thought I was crazy but nicely listened and said she was sorry.
I soon realized I was in the ghetto of Seattle, on Aurora and 105th for those of you who are familiar with the area, (there were bullet holes in the windows of the check cashing store of which I was standing in front of.) I don't know what I was thinking running after him because he probably would have beaten me up...but I was so angry! And I feel so defenseless and scared. So many thoughts were running through my head of how I shouldn't have sat there, how I should have moved (I had thought about moving a few mins before and didn't), how it could have been worse...I could have caught up to him and he could have hurt me. How he could have hurt me in trying to take it.
It's not that it was something that was worth a lot...but it's the fact that it was MINE. And that I worked hard for it, and that it was a gift to myself for my 30th birthday. And that I didn't stupidly lose it, like leaving it somewhere, or even get it pick-pocketed, but that someone physically ripped it out of my hands. All because he wanted it.
I've gone from crying hysterically, to angry, to sad, to trying to be positive about it and thinking if he wanted it so bad to steal it from me he probably needed it more or the money it would bring more than I do.
I am scared to ride the bus now. I have vowed to only sit up front now near the bus driver. If there's no seat, I will stand there. I don't care how tired I am. The old bus I used to take to our old office building went straight downtown and was filled with business people. This bus is a new one I take because of where my office moved. This bus goes through some really bad parts of town. And there are a lot of junior high and high school kids who ride the bus who are "bad kids"...I have seen them drinking beer on the bus, talking about drugs, getting into fights, etc.
I am also paranoid about people. For the rest of the ride when I finally caught another bus, all I did was look at people, clutch my purse and backpack close to me and give them the stink eye. I'm sure I looked crazy. When the bus got to its last stop which was the Northgate Park and Ride, I walked over to the mall and called Tito and told him to come and get me. As I was walking, there were some teenagers behind me and I kept looking over my shoulders and walking super fast. I felt like they were going to come up and assault me.
I hate these feelings. I hate that maybe I was naive before but I felt safe in this city. Even walking through Belltown and Pioneer Square, I felt safe. And now I don't. I feel like everyone is going to hurt me. I am giving evil eyes to all people! I find myself thinking things I don't want to think. I asked Tito if I can't have anything nice for myself now because someone's going to take it from me if they feel entitled? I just don't feel safe right now, although I am hopeful this feeling will pass. And if I'm having these feelings after someone just snatched something from me, I can't imagine how people feel who are assaulted or more and pray this doesn't happen to me.
This just sucks because it was such a good day. I was so happy to cast my vote in the morning for Obama, and was thinking about how things were going to change...and then I get ripped off while riding public transportation (doing a good thing for the environment!) and it's by a young kid, who we're supposed to be educating and is the future of our nation. I feel like kids today don't have the respect they once did, and maybe they're a product of their environment, but I also feel like there are just a lot more bad kids and bad people now.
I still need to process all of this...but I'm ok. I wasn't hurt, and I made it home alright. And Tito was so great, he came and picked me up when I made my way to Target. I was complaining that now I have to buy a new one, and he said not to, and that I could have his Ipod (one that he had gotten for free through work and he hardly uses.) He just made me feel what I wanted and needed last night, which was safe. Despite him being really sick and in bed himself, he made me feel better. Have I mentioned how much I love my husband?? :)
I had nightmares all last night though about the incident and eventually woke up and couldn't get back to sleep at 4:30am. Each nightmare was the same thing...me sitting there and just hands coming over my body and taking something from me. In one dream I elbowed him, the other I smacked the crap out of the kids who played dumb, in another, I caught up to him and he beat the crap out of me. I finally woke up after that one.
I know it's something small, something materialistic, something that doesn't matter. My dad kept saying he was so glad I was ok. That I didn't catch up to him. I know stuff like this and worse happens in Seattle all the time and other cities. It's because it's a city...and I know it happens in rural areas as well.
But I've got to try and move on. So, in the spirit of hope and the changes about to come in our nation, I am thankful for the fact that I'm ok and that I wasn't hurt during last night's incident.
November 4, 2008
VOTE!
Don't forget to VOTE today! It doesn't matter who you vote for (well, if you ask me, I have my own opinion) but just get out there and cast your vote!
I was in line at 7:15am this morning casting my vote...and then had my ballot spit out by the machine 6 times because it thought I had voted twice...turns out since I used a pen to fill it in, I smudged a different spot than I had voted in so it looked like I had voted twice. But I didn't so the gal overwrote the machine and said when the people go through to tally, they will go with the most logical choice. It was on a vote for a judge here in Seattle, not THE important one though. :)
I was in line at 7:15am this morning casting my vote...and then had my ballot spit out by the machine 6 times because it thought I had voted twice...turns out since I used a pen to fill it in, I smudged a different spot than I had voted in so it looked like I had voted twice. But I didn't so the gal overwrote the machine and said when the people go through to tally, they will go with the most logical choice. It was on a vote for a judge here in Seattle, not THE important one though. :)
November 3, 2008
Fall...
So as much as I dislike cold weather, I love a lot about the fall.
1. My birthday is in the fall. I am one of those people that no matter how old I get, I love my birthday. Yes, I dread getting older like the rest of us, but given my health history, I really am thankful for each day, month and year I get, and the things that life throws my way. This October 12th, I celebrated 31 years with a large group of friends, food and some wine. It was perfect.
2. Fall apples...there is nothing better than biting into a slightly tart, crisp, non-mealy apple. Nothing. We went to Costco yesterday and bought a huge pack of apples, and my husband didn't think I would eat them all (I have a habit of buying fruits and veggies and not eating them all before they go bad.) Well, last night, I was craving a snack and grabbed an apple that was almost the size of my head (ok, maybe not that big, but it was big!) It was delish.
3. The changing leaves. Growing up in New England, this was one of my favorite things about fall. It was also the one thing I missed when living in Florida. I like having a marker for the changing seasons.
4. Hot chocolate...the thing with Seattle is that it's cool enough for hot cocoa in the fall. Something about a rainy day and coming home to make a cup of cocoa that warms my heart.
5. It's almost time for Christmas! Christmas, aside from my birthday, is my favorite holiday (and my birthday is actually a holiday - Columbus Day! Although they don't celebrate it in WA.) I love the decorating, the cookie baking, the cheer, the ornaments, the feeling of getting the perfect gift for my loved ones, the cute stuff that Target sells that I don't need, but love. So I love this time of year, as I start getting into the spirit long before the day!
Happy Fall!
1. My birthday is in the fall. I am one of those people that no matter how old I get, I love my birthday. Yes, I dread getting older like the rest of us, but given my health history, I really am thankful for each day, month and year I get, and the things that life throws my way. This October 12th, I celebrated 31 years with a large group of friends, food and some wine. It was perfect.
2. Fall apples...there is nothing better than biting into a slightly tart, crisp, non-mealy apple. Nothing. We went to Costco yesterday and bought a huge pack of apples, and my husband didn't think I would eat them all (I have a habit of buying fruits and veggies and not eating them all before they go bad.) Well, last night, I was craving a snack and grabbed an apple that was almost the size of my head (ok, maybe not that big, but it was big!) It was delish.
3. The changing leaves. Growing up in New England, this was one of my favorite things about fall. It was also the one thing I missed when living in Florida. I like having a marker for the changing seasons.
4. Hot chocolate...the thing with Seattle is that it's cool enough for hot cocoa in the fall. Something about a rainy day and coming home to make a cup of cocoa that warms my heart.
5. It's almost time for Christmas! Christmas, aside from my birthday, is my favorite holiday (and my birthday is actually a holiday - Columbus Day! Although they don't celebrate it in WA.) I love the decorating, the cookie baking, the cheer, the ornaments, the feeling of getting the perfect gift for my loved ones, the cute stuff that Target sells that I don't need, but love. So I love this time of year, as I start getting into the spirit long before the day!
Happy Fall!
November 2, 2008
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