Blue

The summer bummers are still here.  Oh wait, is it still spring?  The great mood swing of spring, then.  I can't tell if things are getting better or worse.  There will be a couple of days when things seem hunky-dory followed by a day or two of muddling through. 

I felt this way last summer so I just need to remember it didn't last forever then and it won't last forever this time either.  And I am functioning.  Fundamentally sad, but functioning.  And I also had five really great months in a row before this.

Hang in there, right?

It's really frustrating to do all the right the things (eat, exercise, take vitamins, etc., etc., etc.) and to try so hard all the time and still suffer brain scrambles.  And it's that kind of bad attitude that has made me a little lax in taking good care of myself.

Builds character, right?

So in the meantime I'll just shine it on, invite the gloominess to stay as long as it needs to, and know that this too shall pass.  Hopefully by June.  I have big plans for June.

Bobaloo picked up his bass guitar over the weekend, maybe he can help me write a blues song.

a heart-shaped leaf from my morning walk

a bubble from the weekend

We have a communal coffee mug situation at work.  I have a favorite that I sort of hide in the back of the cupboard.

On the side is a recipe for Colorado Trout Gourmet.

I don't eat trout.  Or any other fish for that matter.  Still, good to know.

Since the last time I was here...

...I turned 31.

this is me being 31.

...the trees in our yard began to bloom.  It has snowed, rained, and hailed around here.  I am excited to get some geraniums for the patio, they seem to be the only flower I manage to keep alive. 

Pray don't talk to me about the weather, Mr. Worthing. Whenever people talk to me about the weather, I always feel quite certain that they mean something else. And that makes me quite nervous. -Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest

...Bobaloo made this recipe for meatball sub hotdish.  Move over macaroni and cheese there is a new comfort food in town.  We made ours with meatless meatballs and dang, this thing is good.  For real.

...April and now May have been proving to be a bit difficult for me.  I think the season change triggered some junk in my head.  My days are spent oscillating between listlessness and and restlessness. 

April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain. -T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land

...In other words, my brain is having a hard time connecting the dots.  Again.

...But when my noggin starts acting up it seems to be a good time to take on some creative activities, so that's the plan.

...I haven't been a complete mope.  There has been plenty around here to keep my busy.  Bowling, books, museums, deviled egg competitions, music shows, movies, sunny patio days, etc.

Well, that about catches me up.  What have you been up to?  I hope your spring has been a gentle one.