Somewhere between annoyed and exhausted...

The past two days have been wonderful. Work was lame (a common occurrence) but because I get off so early in the morning by the end of the day sometimes it feels I was never at work in the first place. This week has flown by and yesterday and today have been particularly pleasant.

Yesterday after work I met up with my good friend Jenna and we had a picnic in the park together. We ate delicious Co-op food and talked about everything from graduation to becoming lazy lumps of lard (which we are now trying to avoid). We spoke about my lack of interesting tangles with the law and came up with the BEST band name ever: "Quietly Illegal" (which I claim and copyright as my creation, with Jenna as my witness). Then we wandered around downtown, eating Zoey's ice cream and wondering at the weather. After stopping by her place of employment, we finally decided it was warm enough to warrant going to the lake. We changed and gathered our belongings and headed up to Emigrant Lake, laughing and singing along to "The Pirates of Penzance." We drove to the far side of the lake and found a little deserted beach, where we lay in the sun and (very briefly) swam in the cool water. We discussed plans for downsizing and running away, and implored a passing eagle for some fish (or a pizza). We basked in the warm sun until clouds came and covered it and the breeze became just too chilly for comfort. We listened to and I explained the plot of "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" (can you believe Jenna has never seen it?) and then I dropped Jenna off at her home, promising to see her more often. That evening I discovered one of my favourite films (the original Japanese "Shall We Dance?") was finally available on Netflix Instant View, so I ate dinner, went on a quick and refreshing walk, then settled down to a pleasant and nostalgic evening.

Today was similarly enjoyable. After work I went home and cleaned (which always makes me feel better) then Blaine came over and we drove up to Mill Creek Falls for the afternoon. We had a long and interesting discussion about "Harry Potter" (the seventh film of which I still have yet to see) and other interesting books we have read recently. I gave him my copy of "Dandelion Wine" to read. We laughed and joked until we reached the falls, where we traversed huge boulders and fallen logs to eat apples by the thundering river. We threw our apple cores into the river and talked about "Choose Your Own Adventure," which Blaine has never read (these are staples of my childhood, people! Where were you growing up?). We followed tiny paths through the trees, parting branches and rubbing spider webs off our faces to reach the viewpoint, where we could admire the distant falls in the warm sun and cooling breeze. We stopped for Snickers Ice Cream Bars on the way back and licked the wrappers clean. Driving home we tried to think of as many songs as we could with the word "river" (which wasn't many) and tried to make up a song that included the word "Hudspeth" (the name of a street we passed, and we never thought of a song because we couldn't decide whether the word was a noun or an adjective). We finally listened to random songs on random cds in my car and ended with the drive with the soundtrack from "Dr. Horrible's Sing-a-long Blog." Then I left Blaine to drive away to a meeting at the Festival.

I was invited to the lake this evening, and though I may slightly regret it later, I am comfortably exhausted and choosing to write this blog instead. I hope more days end up like the past few. I feel comfortable and weary and calm and happy. Knowing I have people to spend time with, knowing I have ridiculous things to say and laugh at, knowing I have beautiful places to go. They won't always stay this way, but right now, things are going pretty well. Shalom