Fried

Fried pretty much sums up how I'm feeling tonight. We've had a busy couple of weeks in the yard and today I topped it all off with an all day garage sale that a friend organized as a fund raiser for her daughter's insulin pump. Being tired like this is great. My body is achy and sore but I'm happy and satisfied. Oh - and when I say fried I mean that literally as well - I am soooo sunburnt!

Derek has been working much harder than I have and most nights lately we've been baffing (computer says that's not a word) out on the couch watching Six Feet Under, our new (to us) favorite show. You know you have it bad when you start talking about imaginary people's lives over breakfast. Anyhow - right now Derek is pushing through his weariness to repaint an awesome little retro bike that we found at the garage sale today. He's outside painting it bright red and is going to give it to Liv tomorrow. He's just that kind of dad and his girls are crazy about him. Not many men can wear a sombrero quite as well as this man - don't you agree?



Our weekends are not always this tiring. Last weekend was devoted to play with friends and family and it was great! We went for a couple of hikes - saw a deer skeleton almost completely intact- and quite a few of these little fellows.


The girls are always happy when they are out in nature ( I hate saying that because technically we are nature but the divide between how we live and how the rest of nature functions creates this sense of separateness - I guess I could say that they are happy when they are around trees and grass and water but it doesn't quite work). Anyhow - something changes in them - they are more alive and free and I love seeing them like that. This little square of untamed land is right downtown. Liv often asks if she can go explore it and when I have the energy to lug myself up the steep stairs to the top of the rock - we do. It is so worth it to escape the noise and traffic for just a few minutes and look closely at things like lichen and cacti. You know that feeling of peace you get when you are out in nature ... maybe that is the feeling of being at home. Maybe that is supposed to be our norm - the way we always feel - not just a feeling we have once a year when we go camping.


I'm not quite ready to leave it all and go live in the woods (hear Derek breathing a huge sigh of relief). I really need to be around people. Last Saturday we wandered into town, browsed our favorite shops, hit the library, and finished our day at our favorite coffee shop - where everyone really does know our names. Sometimes we joke that we are trying to see how quickly this certain cafe can take all of our money - but it really is so worth it. We never leave here without seeing a friend and having an interesting/ gossipy conversation. And we will always love this place because it is where we met - sitting on these stools in the window.

I'm really starting to fade here ... my burnt skin is crying out for lotion and my back could use some Ibuprofen. I'll leave you with a pic of Miss Ivy - too sexy for her overalls - on her way home from the cafe last weekend. And now to bed.