This weekend, if we were chit chatting over coffee, Mine would be in the form of an iced beverage. I’m thinking about heading to Starbucks to get my favorite Chai frappuccino (made with soy milk, add vanilla bean, and yes to the whip cream). I was pretty good this week, and I feel like I deserve a little treat.
This week, if we were gossiping over coffee, we’d probably have done it while getting our nails done. That took close to forever earlier today! I wasn’t going to get them done, but I’d peeled the shellac off from when I’d done them before, right before New Year’s, and it tore my nails up underneath. I was afraid that with them being so vulnerable, they’d break, and I had already cut them shorter than I like… actually I bit them. I don’t do it often, but when one of them breaks, I get some strange satisfaction out of biting the rest to the same length as the broken one.
Anyway, I went to get my nails done even though I can’t really afford to do that at the moment, and ran into my roommate.
Who had already been there for over an hour…
And we were there for close to 2 hours before both of our nails were finally complete…
But the final result looks pretty good, if I do say so myself!
This weekend, if we were talking over coffee, we’d be doing so at the counter height breakfast table. I just finished cleaning up the kitchen from making my oatmeal. Made enough to last me all week, so that’s a plus. No worries about breakfast the rest of the week; just measure out a single serving, add sugar and butter, and nuke it in the microwave for half a minute, and breakfast is done!
It’s all part of my new attempt to actually have a schedule. I know I do better when I have one, and I had planned to have a schedule set up by now, but I’ve been more concerned about Life (capital letter intended) to really sit down and create one.
As we celebrate the turning of the wheel and the sun coming back, so too am I back… Well, for today anyway.
It’s been a while since I wrote, and I need to vent a little bit. So, I guess I’m being a little selfish on this Solstice, but everyone deserves a moment of selfishness every once in a while. It’s been a particularly strange couple of weeks lately, and all I want right now is a stiff drink and a hot bath and maybe a Midol… or five!
Since last I wrote, the semester has finished, I’ve checked a couple of Tinderfellas off the list, made progress (sort of… maybe?) with the one Tinderfella I already knew, and, oh yeah, got rear-ended by a semi-truck.
This weekend, we’d be drinking our coffee while curled up in bed. The weather in Texas has finally started to feel like a season other than summer. In fact, it’s downright cold…or at least cold for Texas. My phone tells me that it is 55 degrees Fahrenheit. And that is pretty cold for Texas!
This school year has been more involved than I expected. The result has been that I’ve not been writing. At all. Not on here, not for NaNoWriMo, not even in my new notebook I bought just for writing poetry and things…
Instead, it’s been all lesson plans and grading papers, and making copies, and supporting my kiddos at their games and things.
And occasionally a date here or there.
Good morning! If we were talking over coffee this weekend, we’d probably be doing it at some hip little cafe where they also serve breakfast. I’m thinking of one in particular that the Boy took me to a couple of times. It’s totally a hipster spot, which makes sense since the Boy is pretty much a hipster, but they had good breakfast. Even the spot that he used to take me to for Old Man Breakfast would be amazing right now.
It’s barely seven in the morning on a Saturday, and I’m already up for the day…