Boohoo, no blog for you.
Summer goes by like that sometimes. Even when the weather is crappy and then suddenly it's amazing and then it's back to be crappy, I suddenly and quite successfully kept myself pretty occupied.
-I spent my weekends at a "summer home" on the other side of town in a nice home with a piano and one of my favorite parks right in my backyard.
-I camped with girlfriends and floated on a river in perfectly hot weather.
-I took a hellish road trip with Dominic, and while some parts were actually fun - I doubt we'll take another vacation like that one in quite some time. Or at the very least, check the weather report before we even bother getting in the car.
-I went to Whistler with another couple and Dominic. We had a pretty awesome time climbing through trees and watching mountain bikers do crazy stunts. I also got trashed during lunch off of 2 glasses of wine.
-I destroyed my garden by forgetting to water it.
-I almost moved.
-I started looking for a condo.
-I booked my first Christmas with Dominic's family in freezing cold Buffalo.
-I decided to get rid of a lot of stuff that was just starting to pile up and become junk.
-I gave to Kiva.org (today, actually) and feel pretty darn good about it.
-I ran lots, hiked not enough and only biked a few times.
-I canned blueberries for the first time!
-I went to the smallest music festival ever in Anacortes and had a real relaxing time with Dominic.
-I convinced friends and Dominic to come with me and get midnight massages in the International District.
-I almost shit myself in the middle of a park.
-I used a trainer for the first time and it wasn't as boring as I thought it would be. In fact, I still use his program every day and feel totally different.
-I bet on horsies!
-I had a neighborhood bbq, some impromtu bbqs and one at a friend's house where we basically forced them to have a bbq.
-And I started sleeping in till SEVEN AM, instead of 5.
Summer's weather might've been hohum, but summer itself was pretty rad. Here's hoping Fall will be just as nice.
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