It's one hell of an evening, I'll tell you that much. Very deep thoughts. They are good, bad, and everything in between. And all the while- they are worth it. Even the bad ones are worth it because they were so damn good at one point... once they leave you, you feel like all kinds of utter shite- but you'd do it all over again for those memories. I have no idea how I was able to know such truths at such a young age, but I did. And I have kept those truths ever since.
Have you ever wondered if you are the only one who remembers your most incredible memories? And if so... maybe others are just shining you on in saying they also do? Surely no one else remembers the way I do.
You know... I just want to make really good food for the people I love. I want them to sit back and be treated, feel loved by the effort and service I freely give. Maybe get some nice hugs in the end. Okay, not free- I get hugged. And hugged by the RIGHT people. What does that mean? I want to give and be acknowledged, it seems. That sounds selfish. No... I want to work hard for people. And I want them to know the depths of my feelings and feel good about it themselves. The hug implies they truly understand.
But this was all about me tonight, I was the only one eating:
I made some spectacular fettuccine Alfredo... no. Imma be real withchoo all... there was no fettuccine, it was radiatore. But that shit was damn good. And I have leftovers for tomorrow. Who knows... ,maybe not, I'm still working on it.
And no hangover, woot! We have tons of liquor bottles around from a lady we know who does catering and other parties- when she has stuff left over she gives it to us... and then it just sits here forever. So after a couple years of this one bottle sitting here, I decided to make it my project over the last week. Mission accomplished. I am far too responsible- before the night ended on both intoxicated evenings I drank a bottle of water and took an electrolyte supplement before I went to sleep :P
I’m using speech to text here… I’m getting drunk for the second time in a week. Some thing I think I’ve only done one time in the last 23 years. I feel like it’s doing me quite well, a good anti-anxiety exercise that is non-prescription. Pretty sure I can keep this under control. All I know is, I feel completely relaxed. And that’s something that I’ve needed for a very long time. Just me and some Netflix.
Girl, I have had more wine in the last 4 months of lockdown than I think I've had in the last 4 years. Now, I like a good glass of wine, don't get me wrong, but I have resorted to the cheap stuff that I can get in a 2.5 minute run to Aldi. LOL! Cheers!
Yeah, I think this time in the world has a few of us doing whacky stuff.
I am moving in all of this madness, so beer-thirty has happened more often.
SO, I have 2 Instagram accounts- one for Tarot: @expeditioncartomancy - and my personal one @digitalexpeditionist. Feel free to follow both. On my personal one I have been adding short video updates with my recovery. They are super dumb, but, that's my shtick.
I will try and have a day off in between each careful exercise day while recovering (nothing today, I had a good slow walk yesterday). I don't want to mess anything up. I have plenty of time to get wild again. Surely I can relax for 7 more weeks. Just a good walk every other day. And a good one not meaning fast or crazy long, just enough to promote great circulation and keep my muscles moving.
I don't know if you've mentioned this before but, do you use inserts in your shoes?
I used to. Before last year I couldn't do any of this walking without them. But now I have these particular Nikes that are so comfortable I don't need them.
Hmmm. I might need you to send me that shoe info...
It's the Nike Women's Air Max Torch 4 Running Sneaker- not made specifically for walking, but it does well for me. I got 2 pairs in different colors and just switch them out periodically.