Thursday Thoughts - But my heart keeps calling me backwards as I get on the 707

Colorful food. My favorite.

Looking for a contractor who works in NE Philly. Dependable, responsive, can work for a woman without being an asshole, and all that jazz. The time has come to put the 1960s blue bathroom out to pasture and get some other interior projects lined up as well. I want to get on someone's schedule ASAP.

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Wellness. Two months in a row for massage for wellness, and the next booked for September, friends! See my sister in law Sarah at Blossom Massage & Body Work in Langhorne where Chuck E. Cheese used to be. You will not regret it. Lobby lights.

Rethinking what I own and preparing to do a major pare down.

Superb weather this week. The air feels like silk. Windows open is my best life.

Juggling schedules for the next month with MFD of which of us is where when taking care of what.

Counting down in shore weeks. Two more turnovers before Labor Day weekend break.

Understanding this in my bones.

Mr. Teeth's daily food games.

Aging dogs. Mae is losing her sight pretty rapidly we think, and she's confused and aggressive. We have an appointment for her at the vet in a few weeks but until then are trying to talk when we leave the room and approach her when we enter. She bites, and it leaves a mark even with no teeth. Much different than when Gus lost his sight and hearing. 

As for the other two...Bruce turned 5 Monday and Billy was unsuccessful in murdering people on the steps but successful in getting to a long-desired place.

 
What appears beyond the hyphen in Thursday Thoughts titles is what I'm listening to when I'm starting this - this week is Jet Airliner by Steve Miller Band

TWTW - the one that felt like spring in February

Walking past a man singing Damn it Feels Good to Be a Gangsta is a perfect way to leave the workweek behind on Friday. I did virtually nothing that night except finish this fucked up book and get a massage at 9 pm. I also got the sketch for the tattoo I'm getting to cover up the one currently on my back, and I loved it.

Saturday morning MFD and I went to a Meet a Muslim Neighbor gathering. More on that tomorrow. Sorry because if you're on IG you might have already seen this photo there and I rarely double up.  

Then we threw the dogs in the car and drove to the shore to take in the salt cure. 

We also checked in on the house to make sure all was well and to remind ourselves of all the work that is coming our way in a few weeks. 

We were back home by 5 and lounged the night away. The dogs were absolutely exhausted after their beach run. I started a new book and watched a Golden Girls marathon. The best thing about doing that is singing the theme song every half hour. Thank you for being a friendddd

Sunday morning started with unfortunately weak coffee that had to be tossed. I did the changing of the sheets and the other hausfrauing bullshit required not to be a dirtbag. Then I met up with a small progressive group in my area at Panera before sitting outside with the dogs to enjoy the 70 degree weather on February 19. It's nice and all but climate change, man.

Weekly food prep was light this week: scrambled eggs with spinach and cheese for breakfast; snacks are power breakfast muffins, granny smith apples, and cucumbers; lunches are baked pesto chicken over brown rice; and dinners will be spaghetti with simple sauce and salmon with steamed veggies. 

Sunday afternoon we went to Catie & Joe's engagement party to celebrate their upcoming nuptials where I ate a shit ton of sugar, shared many laughs with friends, and took zero photos. 

And in the spirit of President's Day...

That about does it for me. How was yours? What is your favorite thing you did? 

Linking up with Biana at B Loved Boston for Weekending

TWTW - the one with the tubing

Can we get excited about groceries for a minute? I know it's a lot to ask, but Friday two grocery miracles happened. 1) Amazon Fresh missed their 4-7 a.m. delivery window and fully refunded me $109, gave me an additional $25 credit, and told me to keep and use any groceries that were not affected by heat if they did happen to arrive (they attempted to cancel the order). Guess what? The groceries arrived and most were fine on the front step. It's like they paid me for their fuckup. 2) I found cucumber mint water at Target after work and bought all five cases like the psycho I am because I haven't been able to find this shit for a year and it's the only sparkling water I like. If you see it, pick some up...unless you live near me then mine mine mine. Also shown: $5 flowers of the week - I love carnations even though they're the plebe of flowers - painted nails (OPI Cajun Shrimp), and sun dappled Gussie.

Saturday morning MFD dropped me at the Langhorne Coffee House while he showed properties. I had a scrapple, egg, and cheese on a long roll and read my book. I also stared at the building across (est 1738) thinking about all the people that have been in there over the past 278 years, people watched, and sweat my ass off as there was no seating inside.

We were finally on our way to go tubing around 11:45. The drive there was nice until we were basically off roading due to a River Road detour. When we got there, I wanted to leave. LOL. It was disorganized and so fucking hot, everything was a million dollars, everyone was moving slowly, and a poor man fell and MFD had to help him up. Finally on the old ass school bus there was a breeze and my mood improved. It was a long ass float down the river. I think it took us about 3.5 hours with a stop at the world famous Hot Dog Man in the middle of it. I could have shaved two hours off and been totally fine with that. MFD had to pull us every once in a while to get us moving and he also MacGuyver'd his shoe laces in the middle of the river, asking a passerby in a kayak for a knife. Who asks strangers for knives? LOL for days. I'm glad we made it happen as it's on my 40 before 40 and if it didn't happen this weekend, it wasn't happening before 40. Local friends, we went with Delaware River Tubing out of Point Pleasant. Buy your tickets online so you don't have to stand in the longest line ever there, and make sure they give you a wristband for the Hot Dog Man event or that will be the most expensive hotdog you've ever eaten. Video here.

After a quick change in the grossly hot changing rooms, we tore ass out of there and refueled with water at Wawa, then stopped at the Pineville Tavern for dinner on a whim. This was my second time and MFD's first. The jalapeno fried oysters were delicious as was my ribeye - don't be alarmed, I just like to poke holes in it and add some butter to the top before eating. Heart attack city, but it's a rare treat.

We ended up bringing a good bit of our meals home because our intended destination before that little side track jobby was O Wow Cow in Carousel Village. And man, oh wow. My eyes were bigger than my stomach and I only ate half of this glorious sundae. I had the honey lavender ice cream topped with caramel and mixed berries with homemade whipped cream. It was amazing. Cash only locals! Try it, all ingredients are locally sourced and organic. You can buy pints and quarts too. It's connected to Organnons Natural Market so I picked up some mozzarella and tomatoes and we smelled soaps trying to gross each other out with the worst smelling one. Hashtag grownups.

Tubing wears you the F out. I was in bed before 10 p.m. and slept a solid nine. Sunday I had an 80 minute massage with a foot scrub treatment and half hour cold stone facial at 9. It was glorious. I carbed up at Panera after as is my custom. Sunday at home was a pretty slow day. I culled my nail polish collection (these got tossed), did a face mask and some other personal care-ish grooming, lounged on clean sheets and read, and did some food prep. I was in bed before 8:30 to read. Glory be.

Weekly food prep:
Breakfast is egg muffins with mushrooms, tomatoes, and cheese; lunches are baked chicken breasts and veggies (not pictured, not needed until Tuesday); dinners are a combination of caprese, roasted veggies I needed to use up, pork tenderloin, and salmon. I also made two dozen power breakfast muffins to freeze for snacks. Other snacks are cucumbers and strawberries as well as Nature's Valley roasted nut crunch bars. I also made a golden turmeric paste for dogs and humans. More to come on that - Geege was prescribed rimadyl for his arthritis and we had to take him off after five days - he was a totally different dog, not himself. AEB pointed me to the golden turmeric paste so I'm going to give that a try.

Sliding on into Monday, then. But first tell me about your weekend!

Linking up with Biana at B Loved Boston for Weekending

TWTW - the one that was freaking cold

Friday night I sage smudged Stephen & Aubrey's new house, then MFD and I met Mark & Nicole for dinner at Carlucci's. Good food and good catching up.

Saturday morning I headed to Stephen & Aubrey's to do some moving stuff, have lunch and a beer, and head home all by noon.

While waiting for Comcast, I walked and did weights, laid out my clothes for the week, and did some light hausfrauing. Once they came, the dogs joined the Comcast Hating Club because they had to be sequestered in the basement. Even though Comcast the corporation is an evil asslord, the tech guys were really nice and got our Internet fixed.

After the Comcast guys left, I met MFD at Hand & Stone and we got our monthly massage followed by Hong Luck for dinner. It was delicious.

We picked up dessert, went to Target, then came home to enjoy. This is my sweet ass brownie from Fritz's bakery and a side of Haagen Dazs Vanilla Bean.

Sunday I got groceries delivered before heading to Stephen & Aubrey's to do some little stuff for them.

When I got home, I was freaking spent. Extreme cold really takes it out of me. I fell into a L&O SVU marathon and didn't look back. Sunday in pugs:

Weekly food prep: savory oatmeal topped with EVOO and jalapeno cheese, spinach muffins to freeze, hard boiled eggs for snacks, baked chicken and roasted sweet potatoes for lunch, cod bouillabaisse for dinners, and salad and baked potato for Sunday dinner. Other dinners of the week are chicken and steak. I tried out Blue Apron because Stacey sent me a code. It was interesting. Have you heard of it/tried it?

Sunday night was reading and SNL 40th anniversary watching. I miss Maya Rudolph. I think she's hilarious. It felt like a long walk down memory lane and I didn't mind it. 

Was this boring? Sorry if it was. The negative windchills have frozen my brain and sapped my will to engage. Let's hope for better tomorrow, yes?

A big wet fart noise to everyone who has off for this bank holiday. As you may have surmised from my attitude, I'm not one of them.

Linking up with Biana at B Loved Boston for Weekending

Islands in the stream of consciousness from the massage table

What my brain is saying and seeing while on the massage table. 

Alternately titled: Showing You My Weird.

That's a lot of oil.
Like an oil slick.

Exxon Valdez.

I'm the Captain now. 

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I never even saw that movie and Jill has me saying that.

Should I go to Pier One after this?

How do they keep from dropping the oily hot stones?

What is that noise?

I think Pier One closes at 9.
No one should close at 9.

So thirsty.

That noise is my breathing. 

Darth Vader breathing.

The massage therapist probably thinks I'm suffocating.

Think relaxing thoughts. 

I am in a meadow.

The hills are alive with the sound of Griswold.

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Machine Gun Kelly. Machine Gun as a nickname. I can't imagine it. 

I wonder if anyone has the nickname Slotted Spoon.

I hate Atlantic City.

I hope I don't fart.

That's like...the international shared thought to have during a massage.

My feet are like hooves. Pedicure time.

Relaxing thoughts relaxing thoughts

I'm on an island. 

Islands in the stream. 

I'm glad Kim and Steve picked that song.

Baby when I met you there was peace on earth.

Give peace a chance.

Yoko Ono's singing is terrible.

Stream of consciousness. 

Thoughts darting like tiny minnows

I should make this a blog post.

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That's what I remember from my Tuesday night hot stone massage. My brain goes crazy for about 10 minutes then goes into an almost sleep-like state for the rest of the massage. Stream of consciousness is interesting. And funny. And really weird. And light enough for Friday.

So, here we are.

Happy Friday, happy last work day of January (I originally said day, thanks Tara for helping a sister out with the calendar!), and happy weekend! What are you getting up to?

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