the yellow one is the sun!

Lovely lovely weekend. just lovely.
these are the days when i don't have to put any effort into life to feel giddy happy. it just seems to happen.

Friday evening i went for a run after work and sat out on the rocks by the water for a while to watch the sunset. Came home and cleaned the shit out of my house. reorganized drawers, color coordinated my closet.  moved furniture around in my bedroom so my bed is now up against the window. slept like a baby the whole rest of the weekend because of it.

Saturday i woke up at 5am, threw clothes on and split a cab with Ben while it was still dark outside. The band got to play the Rock & Roll marathon and it was a complete fucking blast. Since we're all wireless, we played a lot of the show in the streets with the runners. A photographer for the PI went paparazzi nuts on us and we ended up in the paper:

Playing for 2 hours was a really good experience. About 30 minutes in, I hit that sweet comfort spot and got to experiment with different stuff for the next hour and a half. Was also really good practice with being forced to sing with proper technique. You can cheat a 40 minute set, you CANNOT cheat a 2 hour set.

It started pouring after our set and Ben and I walked home in the freezing cold. But I took an epic well-deserved nap listening to the rain.

Woke up, threw on a dress and went to a big lovely family dinner in honor of Jess's mom, who was in town visiting. Lots of story telling and wine and being endeared by the similar mannerisms of your friends and their parents.

Went home, threw on a corset and met the girls for the closing night of the Seattle Erotic Arts Festival. Drank overpriced rum, danced in heels, had fun int he photo booth, and attempted to call it an early night, but ended up having a youtube party til 4am with B.

Woke up early for Sunday Funday yoga brunch with the kids. Moved things to Nikki's place and did an hour of yoga in her living room while a friend of ours cooked homemade bagles in the kitchen. There is kind of nothing more amazing in the world than doing yoga with the smell of baking bread. very happy.

after brunch, the boys did dishes while nikki gave me a thai massage to fix this neck issue i've been having. so for the record, yes, sometimes we do get half naked and rub oils on each other.

caught a ride home with a new friend and napped the rest of the day. woke up, changed out of yoga clothes and met up with the kids for Sunday Funday rock box karaoke. Ended the night with gelato and more storytimes.

fell asleep watching a documentary about veganism (for my impending "year without meat or dairy") and texting puppy pictures back and forth with the new friend.

 i'm putting all of my time and energy into the right things, so i'm falling asleep each night feeling more and more at peace. I'm really looking forward to the Vipassana retreat and a year of veganism and my 28 birthday parties and new friends and getting better at climbing and making music with the band and learning Mozart's Requiem on piano.

There's a whole end of the spectrum I haven't really explored and so far it's bringing me a lot of happiness.

also- there's putting a Top Pot Donughts on the bottom floor of my office building. win mother fucking win.