February 21st, 2010 by Missy

I have no idea what I was thinking last night. Dan is still in Minnesota and Anya slept over my parents’ house (leaving me in the room all alone) and I decided to watch.. I Am Legend before bed. I’m terrified of zombies. Yes, I know that zombies aren’t real, but that doesn’t stop me from being terrified of them. By the time the movie was over I was jumping at small noises. I got up to lock the door and Peri jumped up on the desk and knocked a hairbrush on the floor.. I think I was thisclose to hyperventilating.

Aaaanyway.. I watched Like Water for Chocolate afterward to try and take my mind off of zombies and now I’m taken with an obsession to make quail in rose petal sauce. I feel a little bad eating quail (they’re just so cute, aren’t they?) but I’m thinking I’ll make this dish for our anniversary or something. Suppose I’ll have to find a store / someone who sells quail meat first. I came across the Phoenix Permaculture Guild while I was searching and it got me thinking about raising my own quail. Not to eat (I know I could never eat something that I had raised myself), but for the eggs, the fun for the kids, etc, etc.

And, of course, then I started thinking about goats as well. I rather imagine, however, that most HOAs wouldn’t allow the raising of goats. Quail are so quiet / small / unobtrusive / native to Arizona that I’d think it wouldn’t be a problem, but goats may be another matter. Guess we won’t find out until we buy a house and get our hands on the HOA paperwork.

February 19th, 2010 by Missy

Today just feels so.. blah.

Dan is on his way to the airport right now since he is heading up to Minnesota for the weekend. I haven’t seen him since we went to sleep last night and I won’t see him until he gets home from work on Monday. I know that a weekend isn’t really that long, but it feels much longer with work today and Monday. Not to mention, I am just pathetic and needy and I don’t like not seeing him for any length of time.

I’m also signed up to help Katie move into the house that she is renting tomorrow and I’m not really looking forward to it. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t begrudge her the help or anything, it just isn’t exactly.. exciting.

Complaint upon complaint.. I just can’t seem to work up the motivation to exercise. Dan has been working out pretty darn regularly (and I can’t seem to keep my eyes off of his stomach whenever he takes his shirt off.. he is finding it quite amusing, I think) and I really should be working out with him, but every time he sets out to do it I just.. don’t. And I don’t even know why. It isn’t like I’m doing anything else while he is working out. I usually just a) stare at him, b) pretend I’m doing something else and not staring at him.

I don’t think I’ve ever felt this unmotivated before. I mean, I’ve been substantially heavier than I am right now (I’m not even really that heavy right now.. 10lbs over my lightest weight) but I’ve never felt this BLAH about it. Blah. Blah. Blah, blah, blah.

All I really feel like doing is lying down and taking a nap. For like a week. Just.. wtf?