Countdown

Is on!

this time next week!

And fingers crossed real hard for a fun evening....

Short answer

Remember when I wondered if Tuesday after a 3 day weekend would be as sucky as Mondays usually are? Well in this case - worse!
Can't wait for vacation.

Silver Lining

I'm looking for it.
What a crap day. A day off and I spent it by myself. Everything I made to eat sucked. I went to the beach and it stank and was full of annoying people (but I did have a nice swim, regardless). I'm so tired of fighting for something that is just not working. I am so miserable right now, and was so miserable today, that I'm actually looking forward to going back to work tomorrow.
I know, this too shall pass, but I'm feeling really flippin sorry for myself.
Waiting for this to happen.....

betcha bottom dollar, that tomorrow...

LDW - Day 2

Was actually a bit of a let down. I was pretty bored. I puttered around the house a bit, but was at a loss finding stuff to do.
I made this:

iced coffee with Silk vanilla creamer

That gave me a little bit more energy, but, I still spent most of the day on my laptop - fast internet a mixed blessing!

I joined my Mother and her friends at Fort St. Catherine beach, not my favourite, but I popped up to the fort to grab a picture:

Not great, but it has reminded me how much I love these old Bermuda forts. So maybe I'll go check one out today, if I can tear myself away....

Labour Day weekend - Day 1

asics, beach towel, sandy toes

I decided on this mad, glorious idea - I would hop on Bikey, park at the beach, go for a short run/jog/walk thingy, then I would jump right into the water at the end of it.

It was a great idea, first time I ever did it! And it was pretty fantastic, except for two things - I had nothing to eat but coffee; it was 12 30 pm. HOT. I did enjoy the heat beating down on my head, I enjoyed getting as hot and sweaty as possible in anticipation of hurling myself into the ocean. It was very tiring, and I suppose a little dangerous. Next time I'll wait until the heat of the day has bled off a bit.

I took this picture to demonstrate the beet redness of my face, even after the swim and the ride home:

I'm not angry. I'm starting to realise this might be my everyday look. Yikes.

As you can see by the picture, I'm getting a little better at taking pictures of myself. Now I need to work on smiling maybe.

After a brief rest, I went to White's to stock up on the MillerChill and grab something for lunch - an oh-so-tasty 'b'lt. At that point though I'm sure even plain grits would have been delicious (uck).

I went to Lisi's in the evening for an in house happy hour, we had her fabulous g 'n' t's, that girl can make a mean highball! We had a blast, talking sh*t and gossiping about everything under our sun. Her husband was very tolerant, right up until the very end, when I think our vitriol finally got to him. We get mean when we drink gin. Fun!

I rode home, it was a beautiful, starry night, and when I got home I sat outside and considered the vastness of the universe for a while. Yeah, a little tipsy still and my neighbour may have assumed I had locked myself out of the house.

I crashed hard and slept long, so far haven't done a whole lot today but surf the internet ( I love reading blogs now). I have outside plans later, and will catch up with it tomorrow!

meh

Happy Friday evening, all.
That was a long week. A long, dull week. I am so STUCK in a routine, I am practically living with my eyes closed. There are times when my dreams seem more real than my reality. And reality feels like a dull nightmare that I can't wake up from.
MEH!
Maybe this will help, for a while.

Bacardi Ciclon, Rose's lime, club soda.

At least it will make me feel like I'm cool, for a little while. And yeah, yeah, yeah.....self medicating.....blah de blah....have a drink. Cheers.

Spelunking

Ever feel like finding one of these:

And pulling up stakes to take in with you?

Yeah, one of those days. Too much. Totally out of my comfort zone today at work. I got it done, but it wiped me out.
And generally just overly sensitive about everything else.
Like one big sparking dendrite.
I'm not the most easy going person. I can be. But sometimes, I just get into this state. I feel like, I don't know, I can read people. I'm open to too much information. Or maybe I'm crazy and reading too much into everything. Whatever the reason, I find myself often in desperate need of a quiet, lonely cave.
I need to recharge, being sensitive burns a lot of energy.

On a way more happy note - 2 weeks!!!!
And I'll be back here:

Shell & Andy's street

Ignore the serious look, that has more to do with me trying to get down this self portrait thing. I'd post more of those but you'd laugh your ass off. Ok, maybe some day.