Well shit, it’s been a while, folks. I would like to say I’ve been so busy, so important, that I’m kind of a big deal, but um… I’m not. While I have been busy with life, I feel as though I have nothing to show for it.

I’m still battling mysterious aches and pains, etc. that I think all doctors are basically telling me it’s either all in my head (and maybe they’re right) or it’s just a two year-long rager my body is throwing to say “Heeeeey, welcome to your 40s, bitch.” as it slings back another shot of Jim Beam. Yuck.

So, yeah. I try to chill my brain (not literally but maybe that might help??), exercise when not feeling like I’m undead, and eat as healthy as possible which I could probably better accomplish in a way that doesn’t involve coffee ice cream swirled with chocolate and Cupcake Royale’s cupcakes. Apparently, that delicious shit ain’t healthy, and it doesn’t help that the hubs and I have moved back down to the Pike Market/Belltown neighborhood where we have access to so much yumminess.

But you guys, a couple weeks ago, I had so many vegetables. Like three days of pure vegetarian meals. That counts for something, right? We’re not complete and utter meat-hangry, sweaty sloths around here. No siree bob.

Don’t look at me like that, Bob. You don’t know me. Go fix your own life, BOB.

Yeah, I dunno. Ignore me. I suddenly went from eating ALL the sugar to very little sugar these past couple days, and my body is even angrier than before. And my brain is all like “Fuck you, body. I hate your face.”

So much hostility up in here.

So anyway, I have an appointment with an MD mid-December who practices functional medicine, a field where they look at the body as a whole to determine if the different parts of the body that are screaming in pain and discomfort are shouting about the same issue. It’s like solving a puzzle instead of just treating this symptom and that symptom, and oh, that symptom over there. Ya know what I’m saying.

At any rate, hopefully this doctor will help me to not be a decrepit-feeling psychopath who hobbles around shouting obscenities at them punk kids on the street. I want to fucking skip in a carefree wonderment while shouting those obscenities, goddamnit.

Hi. How are you guys?

Let’s be thankful, shall we?

my little love notes of gratitude…

  Moving back to the hubbub of Seattle with just the right amount of space. I can plug in the vacuum once and pretty much sweep the whole place. How do people not want smaller spaces?? I do not understand.

  Shopping for produce and delicious meats again at Pike Place Market. I missed it so much.

  Visiting the Olympic National Park ~ Hoh Rain Forest and making mental (and Instagram) notes for our future dream cottage.

  Going car-free. Probably one of the best decisions we’ve made. We have always tried to use public transit and car2go instead of driving, and we recently added in Zipcar to our bag of tricks. We are lowering our carbon footprint and can rent the car we need for the situation while not paying an assload of money to keep a car in the city for those few times a year we need it. So far so good, and we’re loving it.

  Get Out ~ a fantastic thriller, slight horror, dark comedy film with an important eye-opening message. I highly recommend it, and I hope it wins a few awards. It deserves it.

  This Dazey L.A. shop with their amazing, handmade attire with a hippie vibe and bold messages to uplift women.

  Lessening my Facebook usage. Yeah, again. I just can’t stand Facebook these days, y’all. It seems to have gotten so much worse this past year. I didn’t permanently delete my account this time as I have in the past. We’ll see how I feel about it in a month or so. It is nice for keeping in touch with family and friends, but as for right now, we still have these things called phones that do a whole lot to help you actively communicate with people. And I still use Instagram occasionally to share some snaps.

  Seattle sunsets and Seattle rainy days. I’m longing for more rainy days, and I’m finger crossing for some snowy days this winter. A snow-lovin’ girl can dream, can’t she?

  And as always, my husband and pups, my little pack who bring me much joy, peace, and comfort, who take care of me and protect me in their own special ways.

Express your gratitude for the little things in life. Have a great weekend, folks!

xo~ wanderwhirlgirl

*Image snapped at the Hoh Rain Forest in Olympic National Park (And yeah, not my best work – I’m really out of practice with this whole photography thing. I’m surprised I remembered which button turned on the camera…)