Yesterday – what about yesterday – I drove, I wrote…
Ok – so yesterday was Sunday – my partner left to Vancouver for work. I got up, made him breakfast and turned it into a smiley face. Two hard-boiled eggs, quinoa, and freshly sliced tomatoes (vine-ripened and local) – I drizzled olive oil and balsamic reduction on the tomatoes and coated the quinoa in a greek salad vinaigrette – premade – from the bottle – I wasn’t feeling too fancy.
My honey had packed the night before, and gone to the gym – late…
He was back and it was dark – like dark, dark… and he came into my room – hovered over me.
Yes! Like a fucking psychopath… I woke up afraid for my life and thought all I said was “Fuck!”
But he told me the next morning that I had freaked out – my face turned super derpy – multiple chins exposed, squinty and furious – then I attempted to punch him like in the cartoon movies – a circular sort-of ambidextrous rotating punch as if I was peddling a bike with my hands and arms. I guess I was caught up in the covers too – so it was more a frantic flurry of sheets like a muscle spasm until I realized it was my partner.
Sigh – what a jerk. He finds stuff like that pretty funny – I find it mildly funny, after time, but also a bit dull and exhausting.
He’s always joking about everything – which I get to some degree – but guess what… it’s okay to be serious about some stuff… some times.
So… I guess that was yesterday.
I also watched a really great movie titled “The Sea Beast” and it made me want to do all this research on ancient mythical tales – and maybe connect to my Norse ancestors and ones originally from Denmark – or what, the Netherlands.
I also watched a one-season series called “god’s favourite idiot” with Melissa McCarthy and her hubby… it is really sweet and quirky and interesting.
where rivers are born 