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I've never been a consistent journaler. LJ has helped me get better, and I even find myself composing posts throughout the days, but when I get home and sit down, the act of typing out my thoughts just doesn't seem to be able to get past my usual non-journaling inertia.
I am over a week behind in my project journal as well, and that's dangerous, because documentation is everything in this day and age.
Last week's brunch was crispy cornmeal waffles with a strawberry/jalapeno topping, and a side dish of shrimp gazpacho. But today, we had to go more traditional, as Rupert has been pining for bacon. So we had half a pound of bacon, scrambled eggs, cheddar biscuits from DH, and chunked up cantaloupe and strawberries. There is a vase of wilted lilacs on the table, and while they are very lovely when freshly picked and fragrant, there is something beautiful about fading blooms. I didn't believe Martha the first time I heard her say it, but I've come around to her way of seeing on this one.
I'm looking forward to heading out in a few minutes to a girly get-together. A tea party!! Mavis is coming with, and she's wearing a white & pink sundress, and we both have on our white sandals. It's actually a clothing swap, which could be really interesting. I'm afraid no one is going to have much use for my clothes. Besides the size issue, there's the style thing. The only stuff I keep around is very traditional or preppy. So I'm taking these dresses that I'll never get back into, which are perfect for spring and summer weddings, or church functions, but don't really have any other reason for being. I've got several pairs of pants that are fairly new and too large thanks to the fall/winter dieting. But you know, nothing really stylish and fun that anyone is going to want. Oh yeah, and two very expensive bras that are just too big now, and were never really my style to begin with.
Friday night we went up to Casa de Lara for the Cinco de Mayo celebration, and it was packed out. I guess the weather being too chilly for the deck added to the crush. We met several very fun and nice folks, who danced with us and drank with us, and best of all, flirted with us. One guy was an alum of my old school, just a year behind me, so we also did a lot of reminiscing about that wonderful college town. We didn't even stay out all that late, home by 11:30, but we're old now, so we were all day Saturday recovering. Not really hung over, just tired-as-hell. LOL
I am over a week behind in my project journal as well, and that's dangerous, because documentation is everything in this day and age.
Last week's brunch was crispy cornmeal waffles with a strawberry/jalapeno topping, and a side dish of shrimp gazpacho. But today, we had to go more traditional, as Rupert has been pining for bacon. So we had half a pound of bacon, scrambled eggs, cheddar biscuits from DH, and chunked up cantaloupe and strawberries. There is a vase of wilted lilacs on the table, and while they are very lovely when freshly picked and fragrant, there is something beautiful about fading blooms. I didn't believe Martha the first time I heard her say it, but I've come around to her way of seeing on this one.
I'm looking forward to heading out in a few minutes to a girly get-together. A tea party!! Mavis is coming with, and she's wearing a white & pink sundress, and we both have on our white sandals. It's actually a clothing swap, which could be really interesting. I'm afraid no one is going to have much use for my clothes. Besides the size issue, there's the style thing. The only stuff I keep around is very traditional or preppy. So I'm taking these dresses that I'll never get back into, which are perfect for spring and summer weddings, or church functions, but don't really have any other reason for being. I've got several pairs of pants that are fairly new and too large thanks to the fall/winter dieting. But you know, nothing really stylish and fun that anyone is going to want. Oh yeah, and two very expensive bras that are just too big now, and were never really my style to begin with.
Friday night we went up to Casa de Lara for the Cinco de Mayo celebration, and it was packed out. I guess the weather being too chilly for the deck added to the crush. We met several very fun and nice folks, who danced with us and drank with us, and best of all, flirted with us. One guy was an alum of my old school, just a year behind me, so we also did a lot of reminiscing about that wonderful college town. We didn't even stay out all that late, home by 11:30, but we're old now, so we were all day Saturday recovering. Not really hung over, just tired-as-hell. LOL
