Sunday, June 23, 2019

Playing Hooky

It's been quiet here on ye old blog. My excuse, should I feel the need to make one (I don't, actually) is that I have been playing hooky. Hooky from work, hooky from my exercise routine, hooky from life, in general.

It started on Thursday, with a full day away from Day Job. I have reached the point in my PTO bank wherein I will no longer be able to accumulate hours, so, it was time to use a few, and, with nowhere to go and nothing to do, it made sense to do...nothing.

In my case, nothing meant puttering around the house, relocating my fairy garden (I really am becoming an old woman), pulling a few weeds (bindweed remains my nemesis), and napping on the couch.

I would have taken the opportunity to work on my summer tan, but, in case you haven't heard; Colorado got two feet of snow on the first official day of summer, and, while we didn't get any at our lower elevation, we still got the wind, the rain, and a dip in temperatures that more closely resemble March temperatures than June. Mother Nature and I are not on the best of terms.

Friday, I returned to work for a few hours, mainly to attend my monthly Board meeting; had it not been for the meeting, my ass would have remained firmly planted on the couch, which is where it spent the majority of yesterday, and, up until this very minute, today.

I do fully intend to pry myself up just as soon as I hit publish on this post. I have two baseball games to attend, work to be done at the hardware store, and, a return engagement with the treadmill at the gym.

Three days off is enough to motivate me to get back into the groove.

I think.

I hope...

...we'll see..


Wednesday, June 19, 2019

Life Lately

I find it very hard to believe that it's already the middle of June; the summer is whizzing past at an alarming rate. I'm beginning to doubt that we will ever get the boat on the water or that I will accomplish any relaxation, whatsoever.

Do you hear the tiny violins playing? Cripes sake, Chelle, pull it together!

Ahem.

Let's try this again...

Life lately has included a few relaxing evenings on the porch, where I like to sip a glass of wine while scrolling through social media on my phone. I'm loving the new curtains, and, this view is about as close as I'll ever get to the sensation of living inside a Genie's bottle, so, I'll take it.



While I'm relaxing on the porch, Hugh is usually hanging out in his "Man Gazebo". Don't look at me that way; it's a real thing! It's like a She-Shed only far less cool and not generally used for crafting. Men don't tend to dig crafting.




I got him new furniture for Fathers Day, and, he is really loving how much cushion real estate he has to stretch out on now.

He especially enjoys using the fire pit at night, with a bottle of beer and a movie fired up on his iPad.


In other relaxing pursuits, I went mini-golfing with my coworkers the other day. There was a smaller group of us this year than last, but, we managed to have a good time, anyway.



This tiny bottle of Jack Daniels was perched on the rim of the lighthouse and we could not resist. The photo op, not the alcohol; this was a work sanctioned event and we are super dedicated employees (I literally snorted when I typed that).


While we were playing, we encountered a duck on the course. Like, a real, live duck...


...one of my coworkers made a shot that went through a course obstacle-I think it was the windmill-and then through the duck's legs as it waddled near the hole. The duck actually kicked the ball into the hole, helping my coworker achieve par for the hole. She was her lucky duck.


And, I keep referring to the duck as "she", because, a little later, we spied her on a nest in the flowerbeds, warming her eggs.


 It was pretty adorable, despite the fact that she hissed at us and threatened to peck our eyes out. At least, I think that's what she was saying; I don't speak duck.

I also recently cut the last of my peonies. They put on quite a show this year and I'll miss seeing them from the porch.



Boomer and I have been hanging out together a lot. In fact, this is how I find him most mornings...


...waiting for me to come downstairs so we can go outside. He's still ridiculously ball-driven (that's what she said. Sorry, I couldn't resist), and he loves nothing more than to see me reaching for the Chuck-it.

And, that's a little bit of life lately. The excitement is exhausting.


Tuesday, June 18, 2019

Mommy and Me

Considering the challenges involved in getting a nine-month old, overdue for a nap, to pose for pictures for an hour; last week's mommy and me session went far better than expected.

I got a number of good pictures and can officially check the item off my June Bucket List. It may be the only item I can check off the list, but, it's a step in the right direction.










Monday, June 17, 2019

It Was a Baptism, Not to be Confused With an Exorcism

When I left Petticoat Junction Saturday morning, I did so with an unexpected passenger...


...he must have sensed that I was plotting my escape, because he followed me all morning, never letting me out of his sight, and, when it came time for me to load the car, he took it upon himself to jump right in, refusing my commands to exit the car, immediately.

Ok, my commands were more like softly voiced suggestions, but, still.

On the bright side, he saved me from making the trip down by myself (Hugh was officiating, Queen B was getting her Country Jam on, and the Man-Cub was recovering from a week that included 28 hours of overtime).

We got to Mom's a little before 1:00, which gave me plenty of time to visit with Mom, my cousin Zach, my nephew and his wife, and, of course, with the guest of honor; 22 month old Trinity. While I was playing with her, I offered her five bucks if she would scream "It burns!" when the priest doused her with the holy water. Unfortunately, toddlers are notoriously tough negotiators and I think she demanded double, but, I don't speak toddler so I really can't be sure.

But, since she was on her best behavior at the baptism, it's entirely possible that no amount of money could have swayed her (Don't worry, I'll try again at her first communion).











Sunday, June 16, 2019

Sunday Driving

I got back from Mayberry early this afternoon, following a whirlwind trip down for my great niece's baptism. It was a great trip despite the brevity; I got to spend a little time with Mom, and my cousin, Zach, who was doing the honors as Godfather. Zach lives in Denver and I don't get to see him as often as I would like, so it was nice catching up.

I'll post more about the baptism itself tomorrow, but, for today, I'll leave you with some pictures of the amazing wildflowers that are growing on the road between Mayberry and Petticoat Junction. The late spring snow pack is starting to melt and the runoff has created ideal conditions for both the flowers and rock slides; flowers I can deal with, rock slides, not so much. Luckily, Boomer and I didn't encounter any slides, just blossoms, lots and lots of blossoms.














Friday, June 14, 2019

Friday Favorites, Because, Apparently, That's All I Have Time For Anymore

Not kidding, I'm busy; busy working, busy coming up with excuses not to work, busy working out, busy coming up with excuses not to work out...you get the picture. In my defense, it is summer, and, if you can't be semi-lazy during the summer, when can you be?

So, here's a semi-lazy post containing many pictures and few words; it strikes a nice balance, no?

Number One: The roses currently blooming in my yard. It's been a great year for the roses! Every bush I have is fully loaded, or, in the process of budding out, with the promise of a full bloom just around the corner.



Lady in Red

 Rock and Roll

Miss All American Beauty

 Bellaroma

 Fragrant Plum

 Marilyn Monroe

Tropicana

Number Two: My new iPod Touch (my old one finally died, following a slow, agonizing decline...RIP, Trusty Old Touch, rest in peace...) and the awesome bluetooth earbuds that I got to go with it.


Number Three: Dark Chocolate Himalayan Salted Almonds. Oh. Em. Gee! These things are ah-maaayzing! I get them at Target, and, they are almost always out of stock, so, when I see them, I grab every bag on the shelf (why, yes, I do realize that I am contributing to the stocking issue, thank you for pointing that out). They are the closest thing to sweets that I allow myself since I gave up sugar almost two years ago (well, except for honey, I still use honey), and, you know, almonds are really good for you.


Number Four: Adorable babies and their gorgeous mommies. I had a "Mommy and Me" session earlier this evening and I am just starting the editing process, but, I am already in love with the photos.


Number Five: I don't have any photos of it, but, Queen B is at a country music festival and, if her texts are an accurate depiction, she is having an awesome time. That's a favorite because I am a happy Momma when my babies are happy.

Number Six: I finally got around to doing a summer design on my kitchen chalkboard, and, I'm pretty happy with the way it turned out.



That's it for this week's favorites. Tomorrow, I am headed to Mayberry to watch as my great-niece is baptized; I'm sure that will feature as a favorite somewhere down the line, assuming I'm not too lazy to write about it.

I'm not making any promises.