Well, Kids. It's been one hell of a weekend. Saturday started out just fine. I went to the Farmers Market and got what I was told was the last of the asparagus for the year. Wah! I also got a bunch of strawberries and they are supposedly really good for women to eat...If they're organic. I guess ones that are sprayed with poison, are worse than a lot of non-organic foods for people. The insecticides or whatever other crap they spray on non-organic produce seeps into the fruit, and we consume too much of it when we eat strawberries. That is why I only eat strawberries when I can get organic ones from the Farmers Market. They taste so much better than the store bought ones too.
Anyway, I went for a three mile run, and my body actually let me run without making me stop to walk. Which rarely happens anymore.
We headed over to Des Moines to help Stinky and her husband move. Stinky is staying with us over the Summer. Her husband wanted to finish out his job in Des Moines over the Summer to be able to use his vacation time for a couple of weddings. So, he's staying at his mom and step dad's house there, and Stinky is staying with us here, working at the hospital and taking on-line classes at the local junior college. Lazy ass.
So, we got to their place at around noon. We were told that we would be moving all of the things they were to have completely packed into the garage to make it easier for her dad and his brothers to load into the U-Haul. Surprise, surprise, they were maybe half-packed. John and I ended up taking apart bed frames, and tables, and throwing crap into boxes, and THEN moving it all into the garage.
By the time her dad showed up with his brothers and the U-Haul. we had pretty much everything ready to go. We thought we would help load the U-Haul, but Stinky's dad kept telling everyone they were loading things wrong, even his two brothers who used to load U-Hauls for a living, and they all started arguing about the best way to load the truck, and there was much rolling of eyes, and I figured that since we had been divorced since the late 90's that I didn't have to listen to him fight with his brothers anymore, and John and I bowed out.
We decided to ride some mountain bike trails in Des Moines. Of course, I didn't realize how tired I was going to be after running in the morning and lifting and moving heavy boxes, and couches and TV's and any number of objects, (oh, and did I mention it was really hot out?) so I was slow as sin (or is sin fast?), and I only lasted about four miles, before I had to stop.
We headed to El Bait Shop for dinner and a well-earned beer. It was a long day.
It finally rained this morning. Thank all the gods and goddesses and mother nature and the powers of the universe. My gardens were just so happy and our newest poppies decided to bloom. And it was good, and there was much rejoicing throughout the land...
I walked over to my plot in the community garden to check on things and found out my potatoes were still getting eaten by stupid bugs. I had tried to get rid of them organically, but that only worked for a couple of days. I wanted to try and save at least a little of the potatoes I planted, so I just dug them all up. Surprisingly, there were a ton ready already. I kept digging up more and more, and now we have more potatoes than I've ever grown before. Maybe I have an Irish style green thumb?
The rain calmed down for a while, and I was able to run in the morning. Same like yesterday, I didn't even have to stop and walk. I even ran an extra half a mile. It would be so great if that lasted.
After lunch, John took a cat nap, both literally and figuratively, and I went to the store. It was raining a little but not too bad.
Then it stopped altogether for a few hours. We decided to do a little, flat, 25 mile ride. I ended up feeling pretty strong during that too. It's a weird feeling being strong. It's been so rough the last couple of years with the stupid perimenopause. It has made my muscles so tight, and my joints sore. It has given me migraines almost every day of varying strengths, and today that all just calmed down. I was still pretty slow at doing things, but I wasn't so exhausted I had to stop, or that I couldn't even start in the first place. Even if this new found strength and energy doesn't last until tomorrow, I definitely appreciate it today.
I ended our weekend by making out first batch of pesto this year. It is so good when it's THAT fresh.
I hope you all discovered new found strength, and you were able to appreciate the longest day of the year in your favorite way. Happy Summer!
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