Cartwheels!

I Now Introduce the much anticipated, critically accalimed, better than nadia comaneci, adri cartwheels....

(Too dark? Too bad!)

Thanks to camerawoman Amie for the help...Thanks too Marci for offering...guess I tried to catch ya when you were out :)

All by Myself

So Justin left yesterday for Camp Verde and started his new job today. So far, so good.

Meanwhile,
I have been holding down the homefront (and doing a pretty good job I might add).

I slept in until 6:45...yeah!,
did my compulsory early morning .85 mile walk/

really pathetic jog,

ate
good wholesome oatmeal for breakfast,

worked, did a little shopping for temporal neccessities
a.k.a. food and toilet paper,

cleaned the house (mostly), and then went on a quick bike ride

and did a few Adri tricks (I'm getting better...dontchya know der).

And so here I am wasting away my time blogging when I should be doing

somethingmore productive

like...more cleaning, packing, bathing, reading scriptures (will do that later), or talking to the significant other.

Perhaps I will get to that other stuff but first here is my top 10 list for the day:

Top Ten Things to do when you are Adri and your husband is gone

#10 Eat Onions

#9 Watch a chick flick

#8 Go to bed early

#7 Exercise

#6 Hog the computer

#5 Put flowers on the table (J’s allergic)

#4 Sing Broadway tunes in the shower

#3 Practice wheelies and “no-hand” tricks on the bike

#2 Wear body spray

#1 Talk about your husband...shhh, don't tell!

Can I trust the rain?

Just another monotonous Thursday afternoon in Valle Redondo. The sky outside has been

threatening to rain for the last 2 hours, meanwhile my fridge has been threatening to commit


suicide for the last 2 weeks. Actually, cleaning the fridge is on my agenda of jobs for the day


BUT it will have to wait until I release my inner urge to blog.

Is it just me or do moments of truth reveal themselves during the rain? If so, I have made a

couple of life-changing realizations today.


Realization#1


In spite of saying “Refrigerate after Opening,” the German chocolate frosting



I used to make a cake on Sunday is still good without the refrigeration. Sounds breakthrough,


right? Well actually it is, because now I can reduce my dessert making to twice a week and still

satisfy my (and Justin’s) sweet tooth. Bottom line? Time-extended frosting = savings in time,

$$, and the amount of effort required to stuff my face with cake.


Realization #2 (perhaps more important than German chocolate cake—although this is hard to top)


I love to write. Not that I am a great writer, or even a good one, but I can safely say I am

a writing enthusiast.


Indeed, I think I may have slight addiction for having thoughts only to use them as writing material. I say this knowing that most of what I think rarely gets written down; meanwhile, the


stuff that does is only half as good as what I originally conjured up in my mind. In this way, I


might smugly compare myself to one of those tortured artistic souls—musicians, dancers, artists alike—who never seem quite satisfied with the work.


So I have decided that in addition to the few aspirations I have for this blog, I will also use it to


better my writing.--In addition to the graphic experimentation...if you haven't noticed (smirk).


But don’t come here and expect greatness from here on out because I probably will get worse


before I get better.



Ahhem…prepare for trial analogy:


“Writing is like training one’s muscles”… scratch that


“Writing is like recovering from a disease” … umm, sounds too morose


“Writing is like learning to cook," Yes, that’s it. Analogies with food are always cooler,

"BISCUITS BEFORE BRIOCHE."




And in that spirit may I strive to continue this selfish writing endeavor and may the blogging


world be excused temporarily from reading it (if they so choose). So ends my thoughts for this


rainy September afternoon. Ta-ta!

--A