Memory-a-Day in August

Wednesday, August 1st: Listening to Amos Lee live in KBCO Studio C and wondering how he always sounds so good.

Thursday, August 2nd: Hooking a piece of rigatoni with my fork as I sat outside, eating dinner with my sister and Joey.

Friday, August 3rd: Waking up and reading on the couch for 10 minutes instead of just jumping right into the shower.

Saturday, August 4th: Giving a negative assessment of everything we’d ordered for lunch before I’d even tasted any of it, then being so so wrong about it all.

Sunday, August 5th: Feeling like the morning had been so long in a truly good and productive but not rushed way.

Monday, August 6th: Eating breakfast alone on our porch swing, putting my phone down, and realizing how quiet and calm it felt.

Tuesday, August 7th: Looking up at the scoreboard during a Rockies game I was barely paying attention to to find we were losing 10-0!

Wednesday, August 8th: Sipping an iced latte that tasted like Cheerio milk, in a very good way.

Thursday, August 9th: Realizing I’d left my phone on the kitchen counter and admittedly feeling slightly panicky about it.

Friday, August 10th: Feeling extremely bored as one of three people in the office on a Friday.

Saturday, August 11th: Giving my mama a real big hug before leaving her office.

Sunday, August 12th: Doing okay keeping score for Joey while he grabbed something to eat at the Rockies game.  “It’s a K or a backwards K, but which is which??”

Monday, August 13th: Sharing a spoon with Joey because he dropped his on the Colfax sidewalk after we got ice cream.

Tuesday, August 14th: Groaning when I realized I was still 150 pages away from a book that just wasn’t doing it for me.

Wednesday, August 15th: Feeling the urge to tear out a lot of things in our garden, but settling for just trashing our mostly dead snap peas.

Thursday, August 16th: Reading an article about the new Alon Shaya restaurant opening in Denver and how it’s 70% female-staffed!

Friday, August 17th: Listening to Queen Aretha in my office.

Saturday, August 18th: Freeing a bee from our pre-packaged container of baby spinach.

Sunday, August 19th: Walking up to Civic Center Park and feeling so happy to be spending a Sunday afternoon with Joey.

Monday, August 20th: Burning my tongue on some piping hot coffee.

Tuesday, August 21st: Feeling so so indecisive about whether to have leftovers or curry takeout for dinner.

Wednesday, August 22nd: Taking off my shoe to shoo away a bee while I ate dinner by myself in the backyard.

Thursday, August 23rd: Being shocked that I ran an 8:47 third mile despite how tired and slow I felt.

Friday, August 24th: Leaving my notebook at the office for the weekend and thinking it might be okay to live without a list for once.

Saturday, August 25th: Feeling that buzz of excitement as we sat in a movie theater and saw previews for things coming out this fall/winter.

Sunday, August 26th: Having the energy/motivation/time to clean a few places in our house and feeling really happy about it.

Monday, August 27th: Waking up in the middle of the night and realizing I’d slept in my contacts!

Tuesday, August 28th: Feeling sad that no one else in my book club loved the book as much as I did.

Wednesday, August 29th: Feeling that genuine buzz of excitement about going on vacation.

Thursday, August 30th: Holding tight to Joey’s arm as we got on our first ride of the day at Disneyland!

Friday, August 31st: Watching, with terror, as a giant beetle repeatedly tried to fly into the restaurant we were having lunch in.

Weekend Things

This weekend was good and low-key and I’m starting to really appreciate the slower pace of these types of weekends.  I also want to tell you that I’m an obsessive list maker and make one for every weekend, but this weekend, I just didn’t.  Sometimes you gotta trust that the things you have to do will get done and the things you want to do will happen on their own, ya know?

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Friday, we headed home, ate some leftovers for dinner — why do I always forget the totally satisfying simplicity of throwing a brat on the grill? — then headed to the Rockies game.  I do not want to talk about the first half of the game or the final outcome, so I’ll just say MATT HOLLIDAY IS BACK!

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Saturday morning, after Joey had run 7 miles! — we did a thing I’d been wanting to do all summer… coffee at the Platte River!  Every time I run the trail, I look across the river and think how peaceful it’d probably feel to sit over there on a quiet summer morning.  So, we biked over to Carbon to grab coffee and breakfast to go (and maybe a mini Lavender Earl Grey donut to share while we waited for our food) then walked over to the steps along the Platte and had the place mostly to ourselves.  It was every bit as peaceful as I’d imagined.

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I’m not even fully sure what I did for the rest of the day but I think it involved slow-roasting two pints of cherry tomatoes from our garden — 225° for 2 hours but I think I maybe could have gone another hour — and hitting up the grocery store, but also a hammock nap and an early dinner of leftovers before heading to the Esquire.

We saw Won’t You Be My Neighbor? and it blew me away!  I knew next to nothing about Mr. Rogers and can’t remember ever watching a full episode of his show, so his complete and utter KINDNESS was a complete shock.  I keep thinking back on the footage they had of him working on his show or interacting with children and feeling incredibly emotional.  It was so touching, inspiring and important and I hope you find the time to see this film ♥

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Standard Sunday Content: every meal I ate and not photo-documenting anything in between.  Let’s just come to terms with this, okay?  Anyway, un-pictured was a 5 mile run I went on and felt really good during and a bit of house cleaning — you know how they say buying cute workout clothes will motivate you to work out?  I think it’s the same with buying good smelling cleaning products 😛 — before my sister and Wayne came over.  My perfect little sissy gave me a fun yellow mani/pedi and in exchange, I fed them spicy black bean burrito bowls for dinner.  Will I ever tire of this meal?  Probably not!

Oh and they brought Huni so she and Andi could have a little sibling reunion and look, I don’t know if they actually like each other but they do tolerate each other and I got a kick out of watching them make laps around the house as if they were magnetically attached.

What fun things did you do this weekend?