And then I’d invite you to curl up on the couch with me while we have some soothing music in the background to help reduce my current sense of ire. Continue reading
This weekend, if we were catching up over a caffeinated beverage, mine would be my favorite Chai Frappuccino from Starbucks. You know, the one that is based on the one I used to get from that coffee shop in Abilene? The one where I had my only true Valentine’s date…
And yes, this close to that ridiculous holiday, my thoughts are leaning a bit toward both the nostalgic and the romantic… Though rarely have those things crossed.
So yesterday I was having a bit of an introspective moment due to all the things going on in my world (that is what this blog was designed for, after all), but I think I may have unintentionally given the wrong impression.
See, I was thinking about who I am and how things go with me. I was feeling guilty because I wasn’t where I knew I needed to be, but only because I was not ok. My feelings on what’s going on with my body at the moment are kind of a mess. I don’t know how I feel about suddenly realizing that I’ve been 4 inches too short for a long time.
And is this a thing that is fixable? I know when I do my yoga, I grow an inch or so. Is that because I’m correcting a mistake that I made in how I stand or sit? Do I even want to be that tall?
This poem is inspired in part by the #MissMuseMe post from Twitter.
I don’t feel particularly wise this Wednesday. I’m feeling my stress particularly hard today. I shouldn’t be, but I am. It’s definitely a day for tea, so as soon as I can, I’m going to brew me a nice cuppa.
In a lot of ways, that’s what this blog was originally for: releasing my stress, metaphorically (and often literally) over a cup of tea. I wanted to discuss the situations where tea was a boon to my day, saving me from my own stress and worry.
Since my accident about six weeks ago I’ve been seeing a chiropractor, and with that has come a handful of epiphanies… most of which have not exactly been pleasant.
I was on my way to work when my back started to spasm and I didn’t know what to make of it. I haven’t had any issues with my sciatica pain since I’ve been seeing the chiropractor, so I wasn’t sure what to make of it. Then again, I did have a somewhat rigorous time this weekend… There’s a new boy, not a Tinderfella, which gives me some hope, but he has given me a run for my money as he’s in quite a bit better shape than I am.
Though, as today’s epiphany shows, that might not be saying much.
Turns out, I have scoliosis….
This weekend, if we were talking over coffee, we would be having a late night slumber party, watching Star Trek Enterprise (I’d not seen it until relatively recently), and waiting for my laundry to finish. My roommate is out of town for the evening, and so I’m using the time for some binge watching while I completely relax. I had some pizza, took a bubble bath, and am now enjoying some wine and strawberries.