Current Dirt

I woke up late this morning, about 8:30. I skipped my shower and opted for an old pair of frames instead of contacts. I threw on the shirt I wore yesterday and headed out the door. In the rear view mirror I noticed my hair was not tied back too nicely. I made a quick stop at the Walgreens around the corner and it was while I was in there I realized my shirt was on inside out. Nice. Normally, this would be a disaster of a Monday morning, but I wasn’t headed for the office, I was headed for the beach.

We arrived in town Sunday afternoon. A quick trip to the shore for dinner and a dip in the pool before hitting the hay. Today we were ready for our “Florida” routine. We start at our favorite place on earth, the Lighthouse where they serve coffee, donuts, bagels and breakfast sandwiches. Really, this description does not do them justice. When I say donuts, I mean little pastries from heaven that make you smile with every bite. Then we walk across the street for our morning beach walk. When the sun is too hot for my Irish blooded husband we go back home and spend the rest of the afternoon in the pool (half of which is shaded). Showers, an early dinner and one more trip to the beach for the sunset rounds out our days. Rinse and repeat for four more days.

Spin class, lunch at an Italian deli and then a matinee. Later tonight Quintessence for dinner then settle in for Indy Car under the lights. Kind of a perfect rainy day. But lets get back to the movie. I went to see Julie & Julia this afternoon sans my movie buddy because she heard it got bad reviews, and sans my husband because it falls under “not hot chick flick”. And I too almost didn’t go after it got bashed on Chelsea Lately. But with such vivid images of my mom at the dinning room table flipping through her well worn copy of Mastering the Art of French Cooking, and Julia Child on PBS coming through our television set, there was no way I would miss it. Not to mention the Julie part of the story was a blogger so that seemed interesting.

I wasn’t sure if the story would completely hold my attention since I don’t cook or write, but something told me there was a story in here I would like. As much as I appreciated the characters persistence, patience and ultimate success with their respective careers that wasn’t the story I walked away with. Rather, what kept my attention and even made me cry through almost the whole movie was their amazingly supportive husbands. Both of them.

I was practically bawling when Julie and her husband set up her blog together, tears rolling down my cheek when Julia’s husband bought her a mortar for Valentine’s Day and touched when he wrote to his brother that he sat in the kitchen so he could spend time with his wife. And when Julia’s husband told her she was the butter to my bread, the breath to my life I nearly lost it. I cried because their husbands were sounding boards, they were supportive even when others weren’t, they were their best friends and biggest fans. I cried because I am lucky enough to have all of those things with Tom and for that I am so thankful…and apparently a bit of a crybaby.

Ever since the week I rode 83 miles I haven’t been cycling as much as I would like. Last night was the third time I went riding since then and set out for a 24 mile ride with a fellow cyclist. It was a ride we’ve done after work before, very scenic, some hills but not overly hilly, the perfect route to get back into the game. But this time it was different…it got dark. By the end of the ride the sun had almost completely set. And as pretty as a sunset looks over a golden field it was also sad sensing the end of the season. I know there are still plenty of riding days left, even if they are shorter ones.

I guess that is what you can call my lack of posting. And it seems to be my norm as one year ago I wrote a similar post. And I have been doing similar things like going on my friends boat, seeing the ballet at SPAC and I will soon be visiting family. The other addition to my summer is one I have posted about frequently and that is cycling, having rode 83 miles this week, the most miles I have done in a week. We are also having our house sided and it looks great.

Here are some pics from my camera to keep you company until next time…

I liked my most recent background theme, the notebook looking one, but it didn’t like me. It wasn’t user friendly, in my opinion. And to spare my husband the aggravation of needing to help me with every little tweak I found a new theme. A hot pink one because hot pink is my Summer ’09 color.

And I dusted off my twitter account. I did this with the intention of having it run on my blog, see right hand column. There are many times when I have a thought or two I want to post but for various reasons it doesn’t make it to the blog: it was a fleeting thought, I’m not home, too tired to turn on the computer, forgot what I wanted to say, would only be a one sentence post, etc, etc. So I thought if I added twitter to the blog you could keep up with my day to day. No, no, don’t thank me, it’s my pleasure. And if you mention that I have a twitter account to my husband he will, I promise, deny it. The horror!