The Wrong Way

On vacation in the Northwest I decided to go for a walk today. I thought it would be nice to take Frogger to the historic downtown area just 2 and a half miles down the street. There are many old shops and landmarks there to see. My old ballet studio is located up one of the hills. I've driven the roads dozens of times but only a few times to actually take in the sights and feelings. As a plus, we were instructed to take a smaller road that ran parallel to the busy street that takes you to downtown. I loaded up the stroller and took off in high spirits.

Up the hill we walked on J street, searching for the small road. The further I climbed the more labored my breathing became. The back of my legs ached. It was such a large hill that it took all my willpower to keep climbing. Desperately I searched for my intended road, but it was no where in sight.At the top I made a few phone calls. I discovered to my utmost horror that I had in fact gone the wrong way.

Refusing to admit defeat I could not force myself to turn around. J street dead ended into W so I took off on W in the direction of downtown even though I did not know how to find it. W street was kinder than J had been. Instead of steep hills it was almost flat. I was able to catch my breath and calm my temper. Soon I noticed bus route signs along the street. I recognized the number and realized the signs led to the major bus stop downtown. For awhile I followed the bus signs until I recognized we were near a popular swimming and fishing spot along the river.

The water was too cold, the banks to high and the current too strong for safe swimming this early in the year, but I thought Frogger might enjoy the view of the water. We crossed the familiar bridge. On the other side I found a bike trail with a sign dictating that we were within 2 miles of downtown. The bike trail was shady from the tall trees and I relaxed. We had been walking for a long time but I no longer felt rushed. I had to admit the walk hadn't turned out as bad as I had thought when lost on J street. Maybe what really counted was finding this beautiful spot. Frogger walked along the trail to stretch her legs. It was nice.

I wonder if in life, it always works out like our ill fated trip. You have a plan, but somehow you take a wrong turn. The hill is steep and it takes everything you have to keep going. Then it evens out and after a little longer you find something better then you expected. If you had given up, you'd have found it. Maybe I'm being overly philosophical about it but I know one thing. I'm glad I went the wrong way. <3

Welcome Summer

I'm laying on my bed, with my sweaty baby plopped on my chest. I was attempting to sort through her clothes, taking out all the newborn outfits that she is too long to wear, and replacing them with the next sizes up, but she doesn't care to sleep alone. It's very warm in our bedroom as always, but it's extra sunny today. I didn't check the temperature.

Yesterday we spent the day by the pool. Two more weeks before the doctor says I'm allowed to jump into the water, but we dipped our feet in and were splashed 7 dozens time, every time someone forgot I was holding baby. She whimpered when I dipped her feet in the pool water. She didn't cry when later I dipped her feet in the hot tub.

It's summertime so my books are put away. I'm wondering what old and new places I can visit this season.

Life is good.

Weekend

This weekend I had a possible job offer, chowed down at Applebee's, helped him unpack his room, laughed the entire way through Despicable Me, rode the Max, didn't go to the beach, bought book bags and a bumper sticker from Powell's and purposely numbed my lips with Oragel.

I highly recommend the movie Despicable Me. I have not laughed that much while watching a movie in a long time. At first I wasn't sure if I'd enjoy the movie since I'd never even since a commercial for it, but I'm really glad we saw it.

On the clearance rack at Hot Topic I found the cutest bikini. It's gray with pink checkered hearts on it. I can't wait to wear it to the river. Do you remember how I've been excitedly waiting to start swimming in the river since swim class spring term? Well I have not been back to the river in over a month and I'm really disappointed. The water has fallen and the temperature has gone up several degrees. On my next day off you can guess where to find me. Speaking of, if I do get the job I'll be hitting the I-5 south two weeks early (I'm just dying to hit the 50,000 mile mark on my car-not). Hopefully I will be healed from my surgery by then. If all goes well at my consult on Tuesday, I'll be sedated and cut open on Friday. Never in my life have I been this excited to go to the dentist. Can you tell I'm in pain?

Road Trip Starts Tomorrow

I am achingly tired right now. Trying to get ready for this almost dreaded trip has been exhausting and I still have to go have new tires put on. I would have gotten tires earlier if my boyfriend had been paying attention to me when we had this conversation last week:

"My tires were sliding all over the place today. Like three times today and I wasn't going that fast."
-me in slightly worried voice

"You mean because the roads are slippery cause it just rained?"
-him in overly sarcastic supposed to make me feel little and stupid voice

But that's not new because every time I try to point out something that is wrong with my cars before they become full blown problems, I get ignored. It's a little frustrating. Which is why I've decided that no longer will I be dependent on male TLC: I will learn to fix my car myself. Oh yeah I said it. Emily is going to get her hands dirty.


In the more near future though I am tired from trudging up and down the street to the car parts store because my guy doesn't like to plan ahead. Interestingly enough I sat on the ground for a few hours and watched the wild oil mess underneath the hood be tamed.

Desy and Tia will have to suffer a few more weeks without their new tri-level home, but my bags are packed and loaded and I am falling asleep as I type. Goodnight world. Hope I don't die on the I-5 tomorrow. Roadside funerals are not very chic.

Summer Has Begun

Boyfriend and I have been together a month and still going strong. Well other than the fact that I no longer have any friends, but I'm too busy babysitting to see them anyways. Sigh.

Bre actually drug me out to a rave Friday night. At the rave I actually had a lot of (guilty) fun and am happy to announce that the hottest guy there wanted to dance with ME. I was going to ask him dance, but I kept chickening out and dancing with other people. Then he walked right next to me and we made eye contact for a half a second and he just shoved the other guy aside. It was pretty funny. His name was Tudor and he was Russian with the accent and everything. He made me give him my number and keeps asking me to go get coffee with him. Yeah right. That's how it started two months ago with G. "Wanna go get coffee?"I'm happy without hot Russian dancer.

My hips and calves are sore because I've started jogging again. I haven't really jogged at all since basketball senior year, but I'm getting back into it. We went out to a trail in Estacada and walked/jogged/ran three miles last night and this morning I ran in the neighborhood. Planning to keep this up. Jogging always puts me in a good mood.