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Yoga, hot bath, and some subtitles

Owl and the Sparrow


Aaah. A long hot bath and an endearing movie with subtitles. What could be better?

I actually got a yoga class in today and since it had been a while, and I inadvertently picked a tough class, I had some curiously sore muscles to soak.

{I also picked a popular one—there must have been 50 of us packed in there—it was hard not to whack somebody or get kicked in the face. And, well, that’s a lot of fragrant hot bodies in a small space, as you can imagine. But still, a good class.}

Non-night-owl sleep schedule, vegan pledge, wheat-berry mushroom soup


Not succeeding in getting to bed as early as I wanted to get the week started right. It just seems unnatural to go to bed by 10:00 p.m. And that’s only to get 8 hours! But I have to get my step-daughter to her new high school by 7:30 a.m. tomorrow. And then drop the twins off by 8:00. It’s been brutal. It will continue to be brutal. Maybe some day I’ll get used to it. Or not.

We held our 2nd week of Vegan Pledge today. It’s going great. Even though it sucks up the entire Sunday afternoon, I’m so glad we’re doing it, because we have so many people attending that are new to veganism!

I meant to tell you about this easy soup I came up with the other day. It hardly warrants an actual recipe, but I thought I’d let you know the key ingredients. I had a few cups of wheat berries left over from our CSA last fall. After rinsing them about 10 times (because they weren’t washed and had a lot of twigs and other debris in them), I put them in the crock pot overnight. I also added a handful of dried Shitake mushrooms from a good size jar of them that I’d picked up at Costco. That, plus a few spices, and I made an accidental creamy mushroom soup! I used the stick (immersion) blender to blend up about half of it at the end, and added a bit of almond milk to make it even creamier. If I make it again sometime, I’ll itemize ingredients.

That’s right, I walked the butte in my turquoise clogs today

Dirty turquoise clogs from walking Pilot Butte

So, I accidentally walked the butte in my turquoise clogs today. It was another beautiful fall day that I spent stuck inside in front of the laptop for work. So I decided around 6p to do my Pilot Butte hike. I invited everyone, but only my step-son was up for it. We were half-way there before I realized that I’d forgotten to change into my tennis or hiking shoes. {It was also one of those days where I forgot my phone, and I spent a stupid amount of time locating a bill I needed to pay and the checkbook to pay the bill with.)

I have a thing for turquoise-ish or sky blue shoes, it seems. Which is weird, because I don’t really like most blues all that much. I once had a pair of turquoise suede hiking boots (pre-vegan days) and at least one other pair of turquoise casual shoes that I wore to death. The turquoise shoes always get good comments, for some reason. {In high school, by the way, I also had a pair of those neon orange converse super high-tops with neon yellow insides.}

Fortunately, my linen Sanita clogs that I got at a Seattle area discount store are well-worn and fairly comfy—they may never be the same after the dusty trail today—but frankly, they weren’t that clean to begin with. And they actually have great tread. They slowed me down a little and my legs will be sore in weird places, but it was another beautiful evening up there.

On the way down, a couple pointed an owl out to me that was perched near the top of a juniper. It was too dim by then to tell what type of owl (and I don’t know my owls that well), but she was quite large—looked like a fat cat from the back. I watched the owl for a few minutes,  until she decided to flap away. I probably made her nervous. (Or him).

Finally getting in to Among Others. Sometimes I have to start a book and then come back to it weeks later, which is what I did with this one. Until one day I pick it up and it just clicks. I hope to read a big chunk of it this weekend.