Blog- Fail

Life has been nothing short of hectic.

*Started taking a couple classes to keep me motivated in the unemployment (perhaps not the best choice anymore...).

*The husband is gone on a fire. He left Thursday, September 9th. He doesn't have phone service, so I have only talked to him 2 or 3 times.

*Family drama to be discussed in another blog posting

* Wedding and work drama to be forgotten forever

*It has been a very difficult month for me. I am physically and emotionally drained. I have a perpetual feeling of, I don't know how else to describe it other than drowning.

The day Steve left for the fire I went and saw Eat, Pray, Love with a girlfriend. I enjoyed the book but did not know what to expect of the movie. Their is a Neil Young song in the movie that I have been thinking about since.

"Heart Of Gold"

by: Neil Young

I want to live,

I want to give

I've been a miner for a heart of gold.

It's these expressions

I never give

That keep me searching for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

Keeps me searching for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

I've been to Hollywood

I've been to Redwood

I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold

I've been in my mind,

it's such a fine line

That keeps me searching for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

Keeps me searching for a heart of gold

And I'm getting old.

Keep me searching for a heart of gold

You keep me searching for a heart of gold

And I'm growing old.

I've been a miner for a heart of gold.

The Cleanse

I'm so close to the end I can almost taste it. I have been doing it for just over two weeks now, and my last day is Sunday (just in time before I get to see island girl's smiling face). The acupuncturist said I was just gong to feel so good that I wouldn't want to go back to the way I used to eat. I admit I have cheated a few days, but I don't feel better. I don't think she understood how healthy I ate before I started this craziness. I have lost a few pounds though, not as much as I thought I would. I think my fat loves me to much.

Pasta

I have always wanted to learn how to make homemade pasta, and guess what, I finally did. It was surprisingly easy too. Just flour and eggs. Now, I really want a pasta rolling machine (the hand cranked kind). At $100 dollars it is not quite in my unemployed budget, but I will get one, eventually, that is...

Today

Today I am ready for a break.

Anyone else feel like this?

The River Wild

I was in Oregon last week.

Oh, and good news, the vacation tradition continues, I got a speeding ticket on my way home. Vi- at this point I am going to quit driving like a Californian.

The primary purpose of my trip was to do a belated birthday gift for my MIL. She told me around Christmas time that she has always wanted to go river rafting. So, for her birthday the husband and I got her (and me) a rafting trip.

This is us before we leave for our big adventure. I do not have any pictures from the rafting itself, I was not willing to possibly sacrifice another camera. We did have a good time. The McKenzie River was cold, very cold, and we were both pretty soaked when our half-day trip was over.

Over-all it was a birthday victory.

Buy'n Chicken

I was hanging out with this guy yesterday while his mom was at work.

We went and ran a few errands and got him a special treat, and then we were going home to BBQ hamburgers.

B: Uncle Steve gonna be there for hamergers

Me: No buddy, Uncle Steve is working out of town right now

B: No Uncle Steve

Me: No Uncle Steve

B: Why Uncle Steve working out of town

Me: Uncle Steve has to bring home the bacon, that is why he is working out of town.

B: Oh, Uncle Steve working out town bring home bacon.

Me: That is right buddy.

Later that night when his mom showed up...

Me: B- Where is Uncle Steve?

B: Working out town

Me: Why?

B: Buy'n chicken.

Uncle Steve buys that to, so it is still accurate.

Contraband

When I came home from The Indiana, I smuggled in some contraband. Nothing to dangerous in my mind, only some basil. It is doing wonderfully, so I thought I would share it.

Considering this was only 2 or 3 inches tall when I smuggled it into CA, and my house likes to kill all plants, I am very proud of this.