& that's the way life goes

This post is just a lot of mumble.

As much as I love the cottage, and I do adore it, it is making me fat.  It’s hard to go grocery shopping for a couple days and we end up eating out.  It’s actually pretty horrible.  I’m trying to remedy the situation since we’ve decided to leave the fridge on since we are going up almost every weekend.

I’m falling off the fitness horse and it’s stupid scary.

In other news, I sparred with my dad last night and got a knee to my hip flexor.  Though I’m not as sore as I was afriad I would be, it still hurts like a mother fucker.  I also lost focus and slammed my heel into the base of the kicking bag.

Ok, moving on.

Yesterday was pretty fucked up kind of day.  Michigan felt the tremors of an earthquake (I missed out on this) and there were some wicked storms that came through the area.  Granted, they didn’t have anything on what Oklahoma or Kansas get but still. Armageddon, yo.

Did I tell you that I tried wakeboarding again last weekend?  I haven’t been on the board in 2 years since I face planted in the water.  C is ridiculous and makes that shit look easy.  Fucker.

Clearly, I have a potty mouth today along with a lot of slang. I’ve got no excuse.  All I know is…

I love summer. † I love the summer memories I have. † I love having a cottage. † I love being able to get away from the house on the weekend with C and the dogs. † I love wearing a bathing suit. † I love wearing dresses. † I love tank tops and flip(py) flop(pie)s.  † I love being on a motherfucking boat, yo! † I love settling back into a town I used to know. † I love discovering and rediscovering secret spots. † I love making new memories with people I’m pretty sure will be in my life for the long run. † I love vacation days. † I love flex schedules. † I love campfires and sunsets. † I love Lake Huron waves. † I love the AuSable and canoeing.

I ♥ surprises in the mail! When I called C yesterday when I got to taekwondo he told me I had a package waiting from one of my pen pals. Yes, he calls bloggers pen pals. It’s cute and I’m sure it’s because people who aren’t bloggers can’t really wrap their heads around how awesome our community is. That and he might still think the internet is full of porn and stalkers. He’s slowly starting to realize that the interwebz has a lot more to offer.

Erica from Five Blondes sent me the cutest package. A knitted headband that is adorable, some chocolate, Harajuku (!) perfume and a miso wash. Great stuff!

And as much as I love the headband I’m hoping I won’t have to wear it until Fall. I can be optimistic right?!

Scooby liked it too, though when I first came into the living room he didn’t recognize me, I never said he was the brightest crayon in the box.