|March for my birthday celebration|
He taught me how to play bocce ball. We cooked every Monday, my only night off. There was zombie prom, and a dinner party for Faby's birthday.
Summer came quickly. It was absolutely glorious, the most beautiful summer Portland has had in years. We grilled tons, managed to go camping and to the coast, played outside, ate, drank and were merry. I got pleasantly plump with my little free time going to him and not to exercise. (Now ready to kick that to the curb! He still looks amazing.) I met his ma. We went wine tasting in Hood River and stuffed ourselves with pizza at Double Mountain. The only think that put a damper on the summer was how much I worked. Sixty-five to seventy hour work weeks are no fun when all you want to do is be with someone new.
So far it has been great. We took a trip to New Jersey and New York. I am loving the breaks in between shifts, and getting home earlier. Weird to think that two weeks ago at this time I would have been headed towards work. I've already had a lovely morning, and I still have the rest of the day to do as I please. :)
Other than spending extra time with Dave, I have big plans with my new schedule. There is more time for Sunday dinner parties with either friends or family. I am going to train for next year's Portland Marathon. I'm betting a twenty-eight year old stubborn, driven, focused me can way outperform the uneasy, flighty twenty-two year old I was. I have multiple half-marathons under my belt now, and I want to get rid of this comfort weight or at least prevent further weight gain. I also want to do a lot of writing... This blog will not be so neglected.
|In Jersey at White Castle|