Endless summer, headcolds from hell and IronMan2

Something is amiss in the universe this year. Today, well into fall, is supposed to reach 89 degrees. 89 degrees, people. Really?

Bonuses of extended summers refusing to turn over into the next season thereby prompting wardrobe shifts as well? Getting to wear fun summer stuff for just a little bit longer...For example, I'm wearing my new favorite summer dress. With high heeled sandals. Hell yeah. That's not a bad thing, no siree.

Also, my pedi from last week is holding up very very well thank.you.very.much.most.detail.oriented.pedimen.at.my.new.favorite.pedi.place. So showing off toesies in sandals is fun.

But the weather, well it's about to change. How do I know this? The Balloon Fiesta starts this weekend. While La Nina and other scientifically supported weather effects are in existence, we all know that when it's time for those hot air balloons all hell breaks loose from a weather standpoint. Rain. Wind. Cold. Eclipses. You name it. It's never pretty. So endless summer is sure to shift, anon.

Anyway, where was I? Oh, the headcold part. Seriously, whoever invented this gem of a super simple but highly damned annoying virus had a twisted sense of humor. Mucous can take so many disgusting forms, and the cold showcases most of them. Ugh. And that I.am.totally.drained.with.no.repeat.no.energy.at.all.not.even.enough.to.climb.in.the.shower feeling...is ridiculous. Holy god.

Onward.

Is it wrong of me to say that Robert Downey Jr. is just smokin' hot in the Iron Man movies? And his wiseass, egotistical, narcissistic remarks are just sexy as all getout? Well, he is. And they are. And Pepper Pots? Adorable in a I.can.and.do.kick.ass.with.my.brains.and.my.endless.legs.and.my..great.clothes.and.my.perky.smile kind of way. She rocks. And the music is fun. Fun. ACDC. Yeah baby.

And tonight? Grey's Anatomy. And since I'm not watching Private Practice anymore due to a serious and terminal apathy for the show, I may try to squeeze in an episode from the latest True Blood disk from season 2 that just arrived....

Thursdays. Gotta love 'em.

Oh, and it hasn't escaped my notice that I seem to cuss a lot when I'm sick. (shut up everyone who knows me all the time and is fully aware of my faulty filters...). And I seem to have fixated on the endless sentence with the endless descriptions separated by '.'....I'm just going with it.

It might have been the moon

The second Super Moon, also a Harvest Moon, just happened. On the same night I had my mini-meltdown. (see prior post). I've talked with several friends who reported intense emotions, mostly around stuff that needs to be released, resolved. When I think about my angst, and how intense it felt, I realize it was all about that kind of stuff. Old stuff, patterns, thinking, habits. So maybe the moon precipitated things. The bubbling up of angst and anger and icky stuff lasted all that night, but had calmed by yesterday morning. Thank gawd, because that was a morass of darkness, the likes of which I haven't experienced in at least a decade. The rest of the weekend has been pleasant. Uneventful. Full of errands, chores, a really nice walk this morning, yummy food, naps, etc. The one thing about energy that feels constant is that no mood lasts forever. Energy continually shifts and morphs, like the Universe knows too much, too long, of any one sentiment just isn't a good idea for ...

The choices we make, make us who we are, don't they?

W. H. Auden once said: Choice of attention—to pay attention to this and ignore that—is to the inner life what choice of action is to the outer. It's so easy to get caught up in the day to day that we often forget that every single choice that we make, particularly when it comes to how we live, not just the little niggling details, really matters. Every single one. I guess it boils down to limited resources, right? There are a finite number of moments in each day, and most of us are obligated to spend a considerable number of those pursuing our careers, making ends meet, etc., which means that the number available for spiritual and emotional nurturing are limited, indeed. So demonstrating our love for our families, taking good care of ourselves-nutritionally, emotionally, spiritually, physically, in the moments we actually have for those pursuits? Makes absolute sense. And growing our hearts and enriching our spirits through whatever means we choose, be it spending more ...

Running Shoes...with Waves

Remember when you had one pair of tennies and they were for everything? Everything. Those days ended for me in high school when I started to run in earnest. In Nike Pegasus, their original running shoe, in white leather with a red swoosh. They were cushiony and durable and made me feel like less of a poser and more like a real runner. After that the style options exploded. I can't remember when Nike came out with their patented Air technology, but I had one of the original pairs..paid a ton of money for them, but it was money well spent. I ran all over the place in those things. All over. The foothills, the valley, sidewalks, parks, around the Academy, wherever...many miles in the originals. Generations of shoes later, I find myself not so happy with the Nike anymore. I've spent thousands of dollars on them in my life, but a few years back began to notice what I deemed to be a general decline in quality, though they've never stopped increasing their prices with ea...

Lemon GloriaSeptember 30, 2010 at 6:55 PM
I have been griping about endless summer because it is a serious impossibility for me to get dressed looking like fall while it remains so warm. I should've just embraced it like you are.

I so want to see the balloon festival! In pictures it always looks so spectacular!

Also, if you have the same cold that's been going around here, it is the mucous-producing cold of eternity. Grim, exhausting, snotful, dreadful.
StevieOctober 4, 2010 at 4:15 PM
It has been hot hot hot...but last night, thank goodness, it rained..a cool, lovely, long, high desert rain that washed the dust and heat away and left us refreshed and cool and so comfortable at last!

The cold..ick. Daughter ended up needing antibiotics after hers (it was a Rhode Island virus that refused to leave her body). Fortunately, mine is resolving less dramatically.

The fiesta, is amazing. The morning sky, filled with balloons as the worker bees make their way downtown to work...leaves us with a sense of awe. A night glow is even more amazing..they look like ornaments against the night sky, and walking on the field among 800 balloons is amazing. You guys should plan a trip out -- you'd love it! Fall in New Mexico is lovely!

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