update: we'll pretend this one is on time, too!

okay, i can hear you. “what the heck, b? did you fall off the planet again? where are the updates?”

answer: no, i did not fall off the earth. yes, i still love you. yes, i still remember how to write. (i think. wait… yes, i do.)

so here’s a brief update: work is still workish. there have been a couple of disappointments with some of the applications and bids i’ve written for my company not being accepted. i was at a 100% acceptance rate until the friday before last, which isn’t bad for having been there eleven months. but still, the perfectionism in me runs deep.

saturday, i went over to my friend britt’s house for brunch and world cup soccer. good company, delicious food, soccer—pretty much perfect. that evening, i went to my very first rodeo! i really liked the bronco riding (even though it involved uncomfortable junk irritation for the broncos in question) and the barrel racing. there was also an event where they released range cows that had never been milked before and teams chased them around trying to milk them. it was rather amusing. i felt bad for all of the events that involved calf roping or wrestling or general harassment. whenever a calf got away, i cheered. (and occasionally sang “born free.”)

for father’s day on sunday, i went to my parents’ house and made my daddy dinner—grilled chicken, macaroni salad, and cherry pie. i still have some things to learn about grilling, and my dad declared my macaroni salad “a little intense,” but it was good all in all.

i’m also on the quest to find an exercise that i actually enjoy doing. i checked a belly dancing dvd out from the library. it’s belly dancing for beginners, so i thought surely i’d be able to handle it. false. no. i can get up to the part where they activate the snakes living in their bellies and start doing all these crazy undulations. “lower abs, upper abs, upper back. upper back, upper abs, lower abs.” look, lady. i’m pretty sure i have one muscle in my stomach, and it is called “stomach muscle.” it is a single unit, and moves as a single unit, and oh my gosh how is your stomach moving like that?! i’m planning on giving it another shot, but i’m also still on a quest for the perfect exercise. preferably one that doesn’t involve me stomping and jumping around. i’d like to keep my downstairs neighbors from hating me for now.

alright, that’s all for now! hope you’re all doing well!