Yes, Yes, Yes…It has been a while. For what it’s worth I really like the new theme and I hope you do too.
So this weekend I did my best to practice relaxing. No yoga, climbing, or any other physical activity (outside of shoveling). I have to say that I did a pretty good job. Saturday I got up at 10:30 and just hung around the house. I figured out how to upgrade chrome to a development release, found a funny google TV hoax, and organized some things.
It was nice to just get up and not make my bed. To not follow the normal flow of the weekend day. I’m always doing something and it really does take a lot out of me. I often forget to rest and usually just wait until I get sick to stop, but this time I wanted to do something different.
On Friday I had planned to get a pedicure and then checkout this community hot tub near my house. The place is called Inman Oasis and it totally rocks. I am not going to pitch the place but check it out if you have a chance. I was expecting that I could hang out in there for an hour but 30 minutes was more than enough time. I was grateful that my friend Kari was free and could come with me because I really didn’t want to go alone.
Back to the pedicure…I climb and my feet get all sorts of messed up. I have a big black and blue mark on my big toe from my climbing shoes. Anyway I figure it is something nice to do for my feet which give so much to me while climbing. They are undeniably arms number three and four. I suppose there is no need to justify taking care of myself. Honestly I was amazed at all of the stuff they do to your feet for a mere 25 dollars. This place that I go to has really nice massage chairs so you get a massage with your pedicure too.
I am always clipping my toenails (so they can fit in my climbing shoes) so I bought a nail file and a pumice something-or-other to scrub away dead skin.
So it was wake up, pedicure, hot tub, and Indian food. Fun.
I was pretty relaxed when I realized I wanted to get some Ice Cream and Kari acquiesced. I really had no idea what would unfold when I asked for half-scoops but the details really don’t matter (and I have told the story to many times already). I acted like an asshole, got mad, left angry, went home, came back apologized and was given some free ice cream. Ha. I screamed and got ice cream :).
OK. Fine. I wanted a kiddie cup. I wanted a kiddie cup with coffee and chocolate ice cream. Just a little of each and nothing more, but the scooper would not allow it. The guardian of the almighty scooper could not open his mind to the possibility of giving a customer what he was looking for. The customer, on the other hand, couldn’t open his mind to getting more ice cream than he wanted and so a war broke out.
In the end we both lost. I went back and apologized for my behavior. That is just not who I want to be, but sometimes when I feel wronged and my pride scarred it is so difficult to just walk away. As I was walking back to the store to apologize I said to myself “If I didn’t act like this I would have to be doing this.”
Whatever. He isn’t the owner but I will probably stay away from that place just because I would rather be a patron in places that don’t have a problem giving me what I want.
More and more controversy…Well in my head anyway…It all works out in the end. I went to a meeting today and talked to a few really good friends. I am grateful for the friends I have in my life today. I am grateful because I actually have a history with people today. A history that we can laugh and joke about because we *know* about each other.
Organized and cleaned to bring in the night. Got rid of some shit I just didn’t need anymore. Lightening the load almost always makes me feel better…
The inauguration is coming up soon. I am taking a few days off and heading to the historic event. Ha. It wasn’t my idea but I’m going with a buddy of mine so it should be cool…