last week

i watched tiny bees nuzzle purple flowers. as in, i got down on my belly on the grass and watched teeny tiny bees nuzzle the flowers. for a very long time.

as we were walking across a street in a tiny town, i spied on one of the young ladies behind us. she was singing the beginning of Bohemian Rhapsody out loud and so i whirled around and with arms outstretched belted out the next line. i think i scared it. and the family a-go-go but how could i NOT?

we celebrated our eight year first date anniversary with many a rootbeer float. and we shared them with family and they were tasty. though now i think i want a mojito float. so yeah, eight years ago, mr. a-go-go and i met but we didn't actually start dating dating until the following march.

i rode my bike everyday. i may not have ridden far but i got on it, helmet and all and pedaled around the neighborhood we landed in. it may look a bit flat but my legs will tell you otherwise. one of the rides included most of the family and we rode a few miles into a headwind. there were hills and cows and yarrow. it was nice.

we popped open two dry farmed watermelons. two large and not very cheap dry farmed watermelons. they were unbelievably tasty and reminded me of summer and what watermelons are supposed to taste like.

mr. a-go-go, sister a-go-go and i piled into the car late one night with coats and hats and drove to our favorite bridge where we lay on our backs and gazed upon the milkyway and hoped hoped hoped for some perseids to dance across our eyes. the sister a-go-go saw the most and even at that, not very much. but it was still beautiful and we saw the milkyway and the moonset and heard bullfrogs, crickets and owls.

i looked and looked at job listings and rentals and felt overwhelmed and a little hopeless but hope this will pass and that the right place/job is out there for us.

we played blocks and beads with the boy a-go-go and built russian cities and alien armies.

mr. a-go-go and i popped up some popcorn and went in search of m&ms so that we could catch a movie in the park. why are large bags of m&ms now $5?

oh and i also got my new library card.

so there you go, bike riding, job hunting, block building, farmers marketing and a bunch of rootbeer floats, not too mention an overwhelming urge to run away and give up on blogging but you already know about that so here's wishing you a happy happy (and not too wonky) week.

on crankiness and stupidity

being "home" is taking some getting used to. i'm not used to it and feeling ever out-o-sorts. i'm feeling a bit thin skinned and weepish and precariously close to a dark hole and it ain't one with a white rabbit in it. i'm finding that i am being consumed with trends in blogging, more aptly blogging popularity. click, click, clicking away to catch up with my favorite reads i am seeing them all run into each other almost seamlessly. there is a tiny chip on my shoulder much like those expando-thingamabobs you immerse in water. you know, first it is a teeny tiny lobster then you add water and whammo! it's like the gremlins are out and there is a lobster worthy of a godzilla-sized battle taking up space in yer kitchen.

this leetle chip is itching to jump into a vat of water and grow out of control. WAY out of control and i need to curtail my envy, anxiety and shoddy thoughts before i become crankier than usual...whinier than usual even. if you haven't guessed yet, i am a bit of a crank, a smidge of a truth-stretcher (as in i do NOT see rainbows all about me) and a petulant child in need of validation for all my blogging efforts. silly isn't it? one would think that moving from tortured geeky teenhood to only slightly dorky adulthood, i would be above it all but still i feel like i am standing alone on a blacktop covered in cracks wishing fervently that someone would pick me, pick me! i alternately slump about and then laugh at my ridiculousness. but it is true. i think that life is a game in which we wish for camaraderie and like. love is easy it is like that is the difficult emotion to win. so there you have it, a pout, pout, pout about not fitting in. in an archetype kind of way i don't. there seem to be many things missing especially now after the trip, things like a cute home and crocheting skills. like the ability to make homemade bread and babies. like wearing knee socks with galoshes and vintage dresses that fit. so many things, so many with very little wiggle room, at least for these gifted hips.

and lest you think i am the snarkiest of snarky know that i adore the blogs that i read, i adore my mama friends and thin hipped girls and i adore you i do, i'm just giving in to cranky-whiny alternate me. and to think, this was going to be a post about slurpees. sigh. gotta love my dorky brain. you dont, but i guess i have to, it's the only one i got.

how's about a little week in review

so...we a-go-gos have finished our kooky road trip. we are camped out in the home of our family and dizzily wandering about wondering what to do next. there are so many options (kind of) we don't know where to start. i think for now we just may tie up lose road trip ends and enjoy the rest of the summer. after that, we need to find work and a place to live...yikes! so here ya go, a week in review that encompasses that last three days of our trip and a few more at homebase in which i did not really take any pictures, consumed too many bags of cheetos and admired the garden at homebase a-go-go.

click herefor a little more info about the week and if yer in l.a. we'll be back down for a visit from the 18th-27.

because i need to look at pretty.

i'm feeling a bit sad today.

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yes, we did it again

we went and picked blueberries but this time we added some blackberries to the mix. we're hanging out in Portland, OR right now and will be home sooner than soon. it's been a great trip. a STUPENDOUS trip but methinks we a-go-gos are beginning to show signs of trip fatigue and are quite looking forward to returning "home".