Hi friends! Sorry for the disappearing act – Memorial Day sort of bums me out & the overall blogworld attitude of “wooo three day weekend” just sort of made me angry. I spent a lot of time thinking about Marc this weekend and being sort of sad that I understand the true meaning of Memorial Day these days, so it was better that I stayed off the internets.
Instead, I snapped a few pictures with my phone & called it good.
Friday evening: Went out for drinks with friends (and crashed at their house). Somehow got really drunk off of three drinks and stumbled home. Gross.
Saturday: Woke up at 6 am. Went to a small town fishing derby, drank tea & ate a muffin, went for a walk. Drove home, went for a 16 mile bike ride with my pops & then met my friend for sushi. We spilt summer rolls and I had a thai salad (basic salad but add eggs, bean sprouts and peanut sauce) and a sunset roll (brown rice, spicy tuna and salmon on top). Took a nap, ate dinner & babysat from 7-11. While I was sitting, I read The Art of Racing in the Rain & I loved it – it was a great read.
Sunday: Woke up early, ate cereal & a chewy fruit bar. Drove to my farmstand, since I’d seen on my ride the day before that they had asparagus. Bought two bunches of asparagus and a bag of kale for 6$ and then ran/walked a 5k with Marc’s family. Marc’s sister Maddie and I walked maybe 25% of it and ran the rest. It was hot and blah, but it was fun. We crossed the finish line in 39:26, which wasn’t bad due to our walking! We ended up running back out and running back in with her dad (who just finished chemo) and then back out and in with her mom who walked the course. I came home, showered, did dishes and laundry, grilled asparagus, made peanut butter and lounged for the rest of the day.
Monday: I did basically nothing. I walked the dog down to the pond for a swim (and he drowned his frisbee), applied for two jobs, called my grandmother and napped. I grilled tofu and asparagus for dinner, along with some sautéed kale & chickpeas. I was laughing because my dad and I were using the grill at the same time and he was grilling chicken and white potatoes.
I ended up going out at nine pm because I was craving ice cream – it was a very productive (ahem) day.
I have been really lazy lately – taking advantage of my opportunities to nap and do nothing. I know soon enough I’ll have a job, so it’s easy to do nada and not feel too guilty about it.
Do you think I’ll turn into an asparagus stalk if I keep eating a pound a day?


