sunday breakfast

I've been really busy lately. I'm not quite sure where the time goes, but i always manage to find myself lacking it. I've been tired and stressed out and really just wanting to retreat. The weekends are such a relief, a tiny vacation, and a chance to become sane again. Within these little pockets of free time, I take comfort in things as simple as an un-rushed workout, a walk with my pugs, a movie with my husband, or a breakfast that didn't come out of the microwave and toaster.

This morning we made the kind of breakfast that requires a skillet and stove. There's a beauty in the work, the rhythm of eggs and flour being whisked in the bowl, and the pitter patter of my dogs' claws as they skitter across the floor. Today I did something I haven't done in a while. Something that makes me feel happy and whole. I picked up my camera and documented a mundane, beautiful, and wonderful everyday task. I will do this a whole lot more from now on.

(happy Sunday!)

it's good to be home!

We just got back late last night from our vacation to the Caribbean. I'm still editing my photos. So here's a little peak at why It's good to be home!

I love my puggies.

bananaface!

This Christmas has been absolutely bananaface! I've been crafting and wrapping and shopping and baking (or watching Rodger bake), and gifting since December 1st. Somehow I even managed to squeeze in my job and an occasional work out. Unfortunately, the one thing that has fallen to the wayside (other than my laundry pile), is this blog. I promise I will do better.

Here is a very brief overview of what has been going on over the past month.

nervous doings

So, I had to get up super early this morning. I'm having a CT scan at 7:30, and I have to drink contrast material at evenly spaced intervals (while eating and drinking nothing else). I've drank the stuff before, but let me tell you, it is nasty. It might say "Vanilla Smoothie" on the bottle. It might have a cute little picture of a vanilla flower, and a soda shop glass filled with vanilla ice cream goodness. However, they can't disguise the fact that I'm ingesting barium, and it tastes like bland liquid vanilla yogurt.

Okay, maybe I'm a little anxious. This is going to be my third CT scan in as many years, and I know it doesn't hurt (since it's without the injectible dye), but hospitals always stress me out.

Last night I couldn't settle down. I flitted around the bedroom doing everything I could to avoid laying down, and having to think about the upcoming medical test, and crazy work day that will follow. To burn off some of that nervous energy, I put a lot of thought into my outfit for the morning. In fact, I made a scale (headless) model of myself. Yeah you should witness my creative brainpower when I have something serious to apply it to!Then, just because they're cute, I took some pictures of the pugs.