Rivers and Roads

Light and dark. Image and reflection. Finding the balance and the contrast, finding where I am in it.

#100happydays #day15

#nationalcatday

I’m not embarrassed to admit I’m a total cat lady. I talk to Whiskey and Mim all day. (I mean, they’re the only ones I see. Unless you count the neighbor I spy on.)

Babes. Happy national cat day!

#100happydays #day14

Recon, Recoup

Today was the day after a wonderful vacation when you realize you didn’t actually sleep on vacation and maybe you drank more than usual as well… And, you know, Whiskey works really hard during the day so he needed a nap too. 😉

When’s our next trip to Florida?

#100happydays #day13

History

While we were in Florida this weekend Aunt Ellie told me stories about her childhood, and my grandparents, and my great-grandparents. She also gave me copies of handwritten pages of Shallis family history. I’ve always wondered about my ancestry on my mom’s side but haven’t been able to find much on the different websites. Little did I know Aunt Ellie had asked my great-uncle all about his family before he passed. His history can be found in these pages, filled with names and dates and ports and movements. I know I can better know my place when I know the places of the generations before me.

#100happydays #day12

Tennis Anyone?

I rediscovered my love for tennis when Jonathan and I played this afternoon. (It was his first time but he’s a natural! I was tricked!) I feel a new competition coming on between us. 🙂

#100happydays #day11

The Village(s)

In the last 24 hours more photos have been taken of me than in the last year. (That may or may not be an exaggeration. Okay. My blog.) I’m usually the one snapping photos on my phone. (Snapping photos. That’s a term that the next generation won’t know.) So this is the only photo I took today, but it’s a good sum of the day. Lots of drinking, lots of talking.

#100happydays #day10

#holbertsheadedsouth

Stayed up until 2:00 AM watching Ghost because we'd never seen it. Drank lots of wine and ate almost as much food. Sang classical rock songs twice as old as me. This is vacation. And I am grateful for this break.

#100happydays #day9

Mi Casa Es Tu Casa

There’s nothing like going to my parents’ house after a terrible day. Pizza, Oreos, a Tupperware container full of Halloween candy (sorry neighborhood kids). I’ll never not belong here.

#100happydays #day8

The Perfect Space

Rainy day. Cold apartment. Whiskey’s got it right. Excuse me as I go burrow under a blanket next to him.

#100happydays #day7

Spaghetti Western

Happiness for a vegetarian is a seitan pastrami on rye.

#100happydays #day6