beauty behold

i haven't been blogging very much lately but I promise you aren't missing much of anything. lots of things are right on the verge of happening [so excited for this summer, you have no idea], but all the days until then are slow. not slow enough to get all the things done i want to though. some days i just feel like i'm moving in molasses. some days i complete everything on my to-do list but those things barely catch me up, and i never quite get ahead. but i have big big BIG plans for this season and the rest of this year. we'll make it happen.

yesterday craig and i were paying super close attention in church. i promise. until the speaker, a sweet, awesome, old man, recited The Jabberwocky. from the pulpit. and related it to the gospel with an eternal perspective. i almost died of happiness. so then of course we were distracted by our excitement and love for good poetry, and we started doodling. when craig and i draw sometimes we take turns, he'll do a piece, i'll do a piece, and we build off of each other making something that always turns out intriguing and magnificent, only because HE had a part in it, of course. well we included some words in the picture, and the picture turned into a poem.

i used to write poetry allll the time, back in my broken hearted, emo, teenage years. i loved it. i had a poetry teacher who never really was my teacher who told me i wrote like sylvia plath [he was being nice, i didn't]. but it was all very...angsty and venting and not very unique [what artsy, inner tormented teen ISN'T a poet?] and i learned that it must have been a phase and not exactly talent when i met craig and i became happy all the time and i couldn't write anymore. i still consider myself artistic and poetic but what i was good at was expressing negative emotions, and i just don't have those anymore.

i still managed to write a few good pieces in the last couple years but i don't write EVERY day anymore. i really want to get into writing again, and try things that are more honest and relate-able, and writing with craig has so far been the most rewarding. we've written a couple pieces like this, taking turns, the last one i wanted to share with you a couple months ago but he said he wanted to post it on his blog before i did and he never got around to it. what a slacker.

i hope to do this more. i want to ultimately write songs with craig, put music to them, play all the instruments, become a band famous only to all those hipsters who hate famous bands, and be almost rich and tour all the time. that's my ultimate goal, anyway. i dream and i dream and i dream.

the bolder type is craig, the not so bolder type is me.

Green peppers can be little punks

So I haven't really been mentioning my whole calorie counting weight loss things lately. That's probably because it basically stopped working. I got down to 120 one day and then fluctuated back and forth between that and 123. I don't know where I am now, I quit looking. Probably 125 again. I'm still counting calories and paying attention to what I eat and doing the whole yoga thing. But I dunno, it's like m body figured out what I was trying to do to it and has been desperately trying to hang on to my weight/gross fat the last couple weeks. Jerks.

I'm probably going to have to give in and do some real exercise at some point. It just sounds so....terrible. Haha, tennis rocks and yoga helps with lots of things but I'm really bad at keeping things in some sort of rutine. So right now I'm just going to make another extreme dieting step. Craig and I have decided to eat raw for 3 weeks. It'll actually end up being two weeks because the rules this week are that we can eat anything in the house [we have non-raw perishables that we can't let go to waste, that's why the upcoming pictures have bread in them] but we can only buy raw things until we're done. Fruits, veggies, nuts, smoothies, and...I don't know what else. We'll figure it out. I'm hoping to save money rather than spend more. I'm hoping to feel a little detoxed and stronger by the end of it. I'm hoping after all this green food and wheat grassy stuff I'll crave all the bad stuff less and have more energy so that counting calories and exercising won't seem so miserable. Lucky for me that I LOVE fruits and veggies, so I can't really lose I guess. Well I CAN lose some weight, that would be ideal...

I made some fancy sammiches for lunch the past couple days [they were fancy because they had avocados in them].

And just for the record, I love green peppers, but I HATE when they do this. It makes me feel like I'm eating some kind of disgusting, creeper mutant. Don't tell Craig I tried to feed him this. He'll be sad.

Memorial Day Weekend

Okay, I HAVE to blog about our amazing, pictureful weekend before I get so daunted that I never get around to it ever. So we're just going to power speed through some of this. And I'll also probably ramble about some of it too...

First of all, Craig and I work Tue-Sat every week. That means that this was NOT a three day weekend for us. This is where you should feel sorry for us. But after making dinner for the family Sunday and packing a few camping/road trip basics we were off late that night for the beach. Starting with Cannon Beach. This is where you should feel jealous of us.

It started with a lot of driving and listening to Eisley and We Were Promised Jetpacks [Craig obviously let me pick, all he choses is Taking Back Sunday lately]. It's silly but driving with Craig is sometimes the best part of a road trip for me. So although I can't really share anything about the first few hours except for how we drove a lot it was still so great. For the rest of the night we ate snacks, drove around, tried to find a public restroom that wasn't locked [no good] and napped in various places in the middle of the night. It was an adventure.

In Cannon Beach we parked next to this fancy residential area and accessed the beach...it was probably private access. It WAS private access. We probably shouldn't have been there. But we were! So there. This is about two in the morning. Craig used his phone to light our way to the water and then we stopped and sat down and I told him to turn his light off. It was one of my favorite experiences ever. It was very dark, we could see town lights in the distance, but the only other thing we could see was the ocean moving. We couldn't REALLY see it but we saw it moving back and forth. And it was so LOUD, the sound of the ocean is deafening when you're not distracted by anything else. I'm terrified of the ocean but also really impressed by it and I was in such awe with how incredible it really is. Plus I spooked myself out by imagining walking sea creatures and the mermaids from Pirates 4....

Alright, this is turning into all rambling.

After napping again and waking up at 5:45 we accessed PUBLIC access to Cannon Beach. We went to the tide pools and it was amazing! I touched so many things. I wanted to take home shells or sand dollars or something but everything we found was ALIVE so we put it all back. It was so warm the whole time, I was totally surprised. We were actually sweating at the beach in the middle of the night and we were walking in and out of the water at six in the morning no problem. That is NOT how the Oregon Coast is. I was so excited.

 

Then we went to Pig'N Pancake for breakfast because it was open. It seemed frightening at first but it was really delicious! I had strawberry crepes and Craig had piggies in blankets, pan cakes wrapped around yummy sausages. I had hot cocoa too, which was SO tasty. And photogenic.

Then we changed our soaking socks in the car, I switched up my wrinkly outfit for something cuter, and we drove once again. We went to Seaside but we took our time doing it, circling golf courses and looking at pretty things. The last time I was at Seaside it was CROWDED. A lot. And this was Memorial Day weekend but at nine in the morning and even later there weren't a lot of people around. We parked right next to the beach area, grabbed our sleeping bags, and laid on the sand forever. We drew in the sand and talked and added more baby names to our huge collection. I was all for sleeping again but Craig shook me out of it and we went around to all the Seaside shops. We spent A LOT of time at an arcade...yep...

Craig is good at everything, but I have the most faith in the jackpot type games. Do you see why? My baby is a jackpot fiend.

We got candy and parachute army men and a giant pen and a glow in the dark dinosaur model thing. I'm sure the value of all those things totally equaled the 12 dollars we spent to get the tickets for them. Just kidding, but it was a ton of fun. It made me wish we had babies to take there.

After we tore up Seaside we went back to Cannon Beach to eat at Mo's Chowder House. This is always the highlight of my life. My mom went to Mo's all the time when she was a teen, and she told me when I moved her I just had to find it if it was still around. There are like 6 locations now! All going strong. And they really do have the BEST clam chowder.

I got fish tacos and Craig had a burger/sammich filled with deep fried shrimp. We could've died happy.

Craig was sweet and tool a bunch of pictures of my beach outfit. My favorite parts were the socks he got me and my "summer shoes!" He went to Target by himself a couple weeks ago and came back with those babies for nine dollars. He said I needed summer shoes. How cute is he? They were the last pair [he actually took the display pair] and they fit perfectly.

[I do NOT remember dancing at any point...but it looks like I did]. 

After we got home we ate a TON more food [how???] hung out, watched movies, and just had hours to chill. I even took ANOTHER nap and STILL had so much time to either be lazy or busy! It's was a great weekend. I can't wait to do it again NEXT two day holiday weekend ;]

I've confused my body = it's a good day

This is how I dress for work most times. Lots of layers, boring jeans, and long shirts that tries to make me look stubby. Long shirts make me look very short. Short shirts make me look very shorts. All shorts make my hips seem like they're grinding against my ribs [it's pretty close actually, I feel great about it when I think I may be some kind of anatomical rarity]. So I do my best every day to cheat it and my ultimate goal is to use some sort of cardigan/sweater/belt/or baggy something to hide my real silhouette. A great day is a day where I trick my torso into thinking it's long and my legs into thinking they're normal. Today was a pretty good day =] My color combo boosts my mood. Plus my new owl/gun necklace. Ohhhh yeaaah.