A quick update since last post:
- I did not get to see Tony Bennett in Pittsburgh. Also, it was a crazy weekend (in a not so great way) and my beloved Steelers lost to the Ravens that weekend too. :(
- On a positive note, we had a fabulous holiday season. It's crazy to think it's been nearly a month since Christmas. We spent our Thanksgiving in Bluefield and our families were gracious enough to come to Roanoke to spend Christmas here. Fun times!
- I'm in that weird transition period of changing jobs. After about three and half months of working retail, I'm finally escaping it all. While I didn't mind it, it'll be nice to have a "real" and full time job with regular hours. What's next on the list you may ask? I'm going to be training to be an ophthalmology assistant at a local eye center. I'm stoked about the opportunity and glad to be getting back into the medical field. Plus, ever since those weird moments of eye dissections, I've always been fascinated by the eye and how it can be both simple and complex.
- I'm trying to get use to the mundane-ness of life. Now that we're settled into a place that we love, and have some kind of routine established and have some semblance of a life plan, I find being "settled" a little bit on the boring side. I'm already always thinking... what are we going to do on the weekends, planning out fabulous trips/vacations in my mind and daydreaming about river floats and camping for this upcoming spring/summer. I know, I need a lecture in living in the now...
So, to explain the title, and getting back to the now...
- One of the greatest daily joys I have found is in owning a dog. I tell Jeremi constantly that I can't imagine our life without a dog. (Sometimes I even wonder to myself why we didn't incorporate Caesar into our wedding. Then I remember, oops, we didn't have him then and he wasn't born until after then.) I think dogs are experts in living in the now. No matter how hard it is to find the strength to crawl out of bed in the morning or to come home and be pleasant after a long day, a dog greeting you with his wagging tail always seems to say, "How can you be sad/frustrated/grumpy? We're together, we're full of life, all is welllllll. We should rejoice!" This is what our Saturday mornings are like. As soon as we wake up, Caesar knows it and is asking (by placing his chin on the bed) to hop into bed with us. Once we let him, all you can hear is the Thumpity, Thump of his tail proclaiming us to rejoice.- Now on to The Nasty... It's not in any way what you might think... Lately I'm on a quest to lose weight the healthy way and get into a regular exercise routine of some sorts all with the intention of looking great come kayak/canoe season! So, when I got an email from our church about yoga classes being offered, I forced myself to sign up. (If you don't already know this, I'm sheepishly shy about group exercise and gyms.) And to top it all off, I talked Jeremi into taking the class with me. We've only been to one class so far, but we both love it for different reasons. But back to my point, after our first class, I'm talking excitedly about yoga and how I'm glad we decided to sign up and Jeremi mentions The Nasty. Of course, I have no clue what he's talking about. Then he describes the end of the class and I realize he's referring to Namaste, the phrase spoken at the end. It has various interpretations but the one I love best is: I bow to your true self. Sometimes I think Jeremi concocts these moments to make me laugh hysterically; sometimes I know he does it for that reason. Either way, any time he mentions The Nasty I cackle hysterically nearly every time. Hopefully I don't do it in yoga class tonight though...
So, that's what's up in a nutshell... I hope to write more steadily in this new year so hopefully you'll hear from me soon.
