movie night facials

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Pre-Christopher Robin cries

It has been a long hot minute since I wrote last (literally hot – summer in Missouri is gross.)  So much has happened! George and I moved to the cool (not literally – it is still hot) side of town!

It has really been the best thing for us.  My old apartment itself was really great.  It was not, however, in a great part of town.  I never wanted to walk outside and everything was a drive away.  Now I’m renting a house with my best friend in an old established part of town.  This little gem of a neighborhood is right smack in the middle of all the good parts of my area.  All the houses are older and have their own character and the trees are numerous and enormous.

It has been three weeks in the new place and I’d have to say we are developing a pretty good rhythm between me, George, and Ash.  I don’t want to jinx it, but I’m LOVING it.  We go to the gym every morning (same as usual) but now when we get back home we either run or walk the neighborhood.  We go walking every evening.  We have a Sunday night tradition of a movie and facials.  Although we haven’t meant to do it intentionally, at least one night a week we cook dinner together.  We seem to mesh well in knowing when each other needs some space and our equal love/need of tidiness works VERY well.  And George, well, he’s adapting.  🙂

Last night we had a girl’s night of happy hour foodies at a local artisan place and watching Christopher Robin on the big screen.  Even though I know for certain I ugly cried every single time Pooh was on the screen, I thoroughly enjoyed the evening.  The movie was so cute and really struck me with how much we do change when we grow up.  We miss the little things.

As Pooh says, “Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.”  I totally agree.

TODAY I LOVE: celery and peanut butter.  Ok, I really just love peanut butter a whole lot.

 

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I’m here.  I did it.  I stopped blogging quite some time ago because life just got HARD.  Overwhelming.  Not only that, I tried to make my blog something that it wasn’t and it just added more stress than I needed.  So I’m beginning again.

The other day I tried to figure out exactly when I started blogging.  I couldn’t find a real date, but gosh, it was early 2000’s easy.  I blogged to talk about my fitness journey and to meet people.  It was really nothing more than an online journal.  I met so many wonderful people.  The people stayed but the blog changed.

It’s time to take it back to the beginning again.  Like this blog, I’m kind of starting over too.  Here in a few short months I will have been divorced for an entire year.  In a week, I’ll have lived on my own for a year.  I think this first year has really been fight-or-flight.  I’ve covered my needs.  Now I’m discovering, now that all my basic needs are met, that I’ve got some major ground work to do physically, emotionally, and spiritually within myself.  Times are a changin’.

Welcome to my new personal journal.  I’ll write about my life, how I’m dealing with it, my victories, my defeats, and a whole lot of fitness stuff.  There might not be a single person out there who reads this and honestly I’m at the point in my life that I’m ok with that.  This is for me.  And if by some lucky chance that I meet some lovely people along the way, well, that’s just bonus happies.

TODAY I LOVE: the new “Beauty and the Beast” soundtrack