I’m back from vacation. Yay. Cue dancing girls & fireworks. I made it whole and in one piece and my sister and I managed not to mutilate each other, so all in all I’d say it was a good trip. In case you’re not up to date on the happenings of my life (and if you’re not, shame on you), we headed to Fort Collins, CO for my sisters graduation from Colorado State University.
Here are the highlights (see below for some pics):
I’m pretty sure I walked more than I ever have in my entire life. I often found myself thinking: If this were some kind of apocalypse like Revolution, I would be walking like this ALL THE TIME. Or maybe running from zombies.
My sisters dog is nuts. Hilarious, but nuts. He’s in love with men and makes out with the air in front of your face loudly and at random moments. He also does acrobatics when he knows he’s going to get a walk, which is adorable. I must write him into a story.
I tried out AirB&B for the first time. It was a really cool experience. The place we stayed was very relaxed, though it was kind of strange since the bathroom was in their house – it felt a little like we were intruding every time we went in to take care of business, but the family was nice.
I held a chicken. You guys: I HELD A CHICKEN. It was a pretty great moment. My only regret is that I don’t have a photo to show you. They’re warmer than I expected, and soft. Don’t ask me why I expected chickens to be cold, but I did. We bonded. I now desire chickens.
I ate a lot. I had to make up for all that walking, right? But compared to my sister I am the paraplegic toddler of eating. I was actually a little worried… maybe she inhaled 2 bowls of chips in 15 minutes at that Mexican restaurant because she doesn’t get to eat very much? Maybe I should set up a foundation so she can eat. I also drank a lot of delicious, local beer. I love beer.
I visited kitschy local places. Lots of them. Local cupcake and cookie stores, unique, prohibition-era underground bars, strange shops. I am now insanely jealous because Phoenix has nothing even remotely close to culture.
I saw some nature. We intended to hike in the Roosevelt National Forest, but alas, the trail we wanted to hike has mysteriously disappeared. No – really. We followed the directions, and then we came upon the one that said to turn onto Forest Road 145. We found FR 139, and then then next road we saw was FR 152. WTF? Where did FR 145 go? No idea, but it wasn’t where it’s supposed to be. So we played a little in the snow and headed back down the mountain. Which was fine, since it was a 4 hour round-trip and we no longer had time to hike.
I saw a Mantis Shrimp. It even moved around for me! Don’t know what a Mantis Shrimp is: LEARN SOMETHING NEW.
I think that about covers it. I posted some photos on my FLICKR page. Check them out if you dare. They’re actually rather tame. The dog is naked, though.
Upon returning my first set of business was some hard core snuggles with my cats. Then there was laundry and cleaning etc. I didn’t write while on vacation and it was kind of difficult to do, but I think the mental-tidy was good for me. Refreshing, even.
I also set up a plan for myself. I’ve been a little lax on my writing deadlines (mostly because I don’t have any kind of professional reason to be strict about them yet) – so I put together a “FIX YO SHIT” plan that incorporates time for workouts and writing every day. Well, writing every day, workouts most days.
I start today: 1 hour of writing & a 1 hour workout. My blog counts, and since I only post 1 – 2/week that should give an opportunity to break from my novel briefly. Ideally, I’d like to have draft 2 complete by the end of July, but I’m just not sure if that will happen. I have more time to write on the weekends, but sometimes grunting and straining to push out a book will only give you mental-hemorrhoids.
They are unpleasant, in case you’re wondering.
I now leave you with this video of my sisters crazy, adorable dog: