danielleruns asked:
Is it time for a new post? -anon
I don’t know how long this has been sitting here.
I don’t have anything worthwhile to say - my life is dull but happy, and there’s nothing worth writing about (that people would enjoy reading about, anyway).
But can we talk about how hot Gillian Anderson is now and how ridiculous and unfair it is that she’s more attractive now than she was 20 years ago? Someone please explain it to me.
We’d planned to go for a nice long backpack for the holiday weekend, somewhere between 30-50 miles. But then work stress piled up, and I made the executive decision last week to stay local.
My people were quite gracious about it, agreeing to go to the west desert for a big day hike instead. The Prince of Norway and I had done this peak before (and it’s a favorite for both of us), but the Geologist and our new acquisition from Arizona hadn’t, so it was a treat all around. Cliff faces thousands of feet high and trees thousands of year old rarely disappoint.
I’m super thankful that we didn’t go backpacking, because I ended up with a nasty cold, and I am currently having a hard time breathing. Gotta love seasonal changes mixed with wildfire smoke and asthma. Hashtag: blessed.*
Instead of spending the latter half of my weekend cranking out workshop materials, I spent it mostly laid up in bed with an ungodly amount of tea, my knitting, and a Geologist whose voice grew hoarse from doing Hagrid’s voice for too many pages.
Hi, hello.
My last personal post was 499 days ago. Couldn’t possibly let it get to 500 now could I?
I’m taking a break from the tedium of my current work project (writing script documentation in Spanish) to pop in.
This summer has been really rough on me, and the change in weather patterns here finally has me feeling hopeful again – there’s an end in sight, you know?
(1) My dude and I each messed up a flight reservation this summer, so we haven’t seen each other as much as we usually do. He forgot about a wedding he had to go to when booking a flight, I forgot about a mandatory Friday work meeting (who schedules mandatory meetings on Fridays? the nerve), so we both had to push trips back. Ugh.
(2) Utah’s wildfire season has been the worst in 15 years. Coupled with the devastating fires further west, and our air has been thick with smoke. Some days I wake up to campfire smells in the middle of the city, other days I look to the horizon and see zero mountains (even though I’m surrounded by peaks that stretch 4000-6000 feet above the valley floor). Bad air means limited time spent outside, and that hasn’t really helped my physical or mental state.
(3) I turned 30! I’m officially an old now. This, in and of itself, does not make me upset in the slightest. That said, my closest co-worker passed away in an accident a couple of weeks after that while vacationing in Slovenia. He was brilliant and kind and quirky, and he will never turn 30. I think about him every day, and for the past month, it’s usually been happy, good memories. Today hurts a lot though. There’s not much I can do other than sit with my grief, so there it is, I guess. I know these feelings will pass, and I will eventually go back to the lighthearted belly-laugh memories, but right now I miss him and what could have been for him and life isn’t fair.
On a lighter note, if you ever need to verbalize the character { in Spanish, I got you.
Anyone been to Ecuador? What should I do while I’m there?
If you haven’t already heard, Donald Trump has slashed funding for advertising the Affordable Care Act enrollment period by 90%. He has also cut the funding for local organizations that help consumers navigate the buying process by 41%. The time period to enroll has also been cut in half, giving people only 6 weeks to sign up between: November 1, 2017 - December 15, 2017.
These cuts mean that less people will be aware of the enrollment period and less people will be insured. Less people uninsured will also mean a drive up in premiums, making insurance unaffordable for many more. This is an intentional move to make good on his promise to let the Affordable Care Act “implode,” but it will hurt many people in the process. Many people will unknowingly miss the enrollment period and we cannot let this happen.
Since the president is unwilling to inform the citizens we must take action into our own hands. Spread awareness about open enrollment. I made the image above so you can save it and share it to Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and whatever other forms of social media you might use. Tell your family and friends. Do whatever you can to make sure that people who need this information get this information.
Enroll to make Trump angry.
Black people protest to stop being killed by police.
White people “protest” for white power and white supremacy.
Spot the difference.
We literally just watched the baby learn how to moisturize his skin and hair. 😍😍
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Reblogging because cutest thing ever
happy pride month to everyone BUT netflix
Just popping in to brag about (1) my ability to impress moms and (2) the fact that I found what are literally called Brenna pants (how meta).
tagged by @danielleruns
One insecurity:
Academic/professional worthiness – the imposter syndrome is real.
Two fears:
Depression is super scary – you lose your will to do anything, you lose the ability to care about anything. You become a shell of you. There’s not much scarier to me than a hole you can’t dig yourself out of. Speaking of which – keeper potholes.
Three turn ons:
Empathy. Circle laughs. Smile creases.
Four life goals:
Skiing in Chile. At least one of the Seven Summits. Working/running/owning a bakery/cafe/bed and breakfast. Retiring before normal people retire.
Five things I like:
Adding things that I’ve already accomplished to my to-do list so that I can cross them off. Laminated pastry dough. Scratching off new states on my United States map. Getting into a bed I’ve made. Glitter.
Six weaknesses:
Laminated pastry. Snooze buttons. Thoughtfulness. New flavors of Burts Bees. IKEA’s couch section.
Seven things I love:
Making the people I love laugh. Rib-crushing hugs. Spending hours making something that I could buy in a fraction of the time and at a fraction of the price. The sense of newness and possibility that comes with starting fresh – I used to get it organizing back-to-school supplies, and now I get it whenever I want it, because I finally realized that start dates are arbitrary. Snail mail. The feeling when you take off a heavy pack and your spine uncurls. Having a home – a sense of place, roots digging in deep, and my chosen humans around.
Eight tags:
@easybeinggreene @fartgoblin @bizzyinindy @andidoesmedicine @roguewandering @monkeyfrog @desert-child @katiegirlwanders
Hey, remember when I was a runner? At the turn of the year, @easybeinggreene, the Geologist, and I decided that we should run a half. That half was yesterday. Unfortunately for me, past Brenna was not playing an April Fools joke on herself.
Maybe don’t try running a half if you only run 3 miles 1-2x a week and you only did one 9 mile long run a month before the race. Unless you hate your legs.
But if you do choose the dumb-as-dirt route, definitely make beer cheese and soft pretzels for after the race. And pregame that meal with white cheddar cheez-its.