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Sep. 14th, 2008 08:11 pmThe last few days with Lady's sister + husband were really good. They stayed on the futon for the last two nights and didn't seem to have any problem with it, so yay! Sooo... Wednesday we just went out for dinner at the Indian/Mediterranean place around the corner, Thursday they met me after work downtown and we all went to the Space Needle and watched the sun go down, Friday we had Ethiopian and thought about going to Discovery Park, but it was too dark by then. Saturday we went on an epic ferry ride: three hours to the San Juan islands, two hours for a whale-watching tour, then two hours to look around Port Friday, most of which was spent fooding and drinking delicious beer, then a further three hours back to Seattle. We left at 6:30 to get to the ferry and were home around 8pm. Epic and cool, since we got to see all those crazy islands and mountains and whales (well, orcas - not technically whales, right?), then catch Seattle at sunset. This time I had my camera, so a few of the better pictures I put up on facebook already.
I love mountains.
This morning we went to a winery near Bothell, went on a free tour, got some free wine tasting in, then went and bought some wine as well. We hopped over to the brewery across the street for lunch, do a teensy bit of beer tasting, then headed back to show them the University District as well as Solstice, which has the best coffee ever. Then they had to go. ;.; Haven't done much since they left, aside from make some food with all the crazy vegetables we still have. o.o
Coming back on the ferry yesterday, though, and watching Seattle slowly grow bigger was slightly surreal and satisfying, because we were coming home. I think it was the first time I fully realized that yes, that silly city is ours now. And today I realized that we live in the Northwest. I mean, I knew we were in the northwest. But I think I fully appreciated it today. With the mountains and the weather and the plants and the people... it's so different from Florida, in lots of tiny ways. I realized too that I've already grown used to so many of the little things. Like the sheer variety of delicious food, the abundant blackberry bushes, the six or seven coffee roasters within a twenty mile radius alone, the casual dress, the buses, the hills, the chill morning air, the black-capped chickadees and crows, the drinkable tap water, the sheer amount of things to do that there are. I remember trying to entertain people in Sarasota. We would run out of things to do within a day, usually. Maybe two if we went to the beach the next day. But there, there's just so much. Almost too much. Lady's sister + husband were here five days and there were still a bunch of things they had missed out on doing after that.
Whew, sorry. I think sometimes that I'm crushing on this city, considering the amount of time I spend oozing about it every time I update LJ. But well, what else do I have to talk about? There's work - ooh, exciting. Processing foreclosures. Yippee. There's my writing, but I try not to ooze about that, since it would be without any context for anyone except me (OMG, NaNo this year is going to be awesome, though - I'm doing Dreamer one more time and I am SO EXCITED). There's my Dr. Who obsession. There's all the furniture I want to get for the apartment. Or the sheer amount of vegetables and the recipes I've concocted with them (tonight was spinach and green peas in a coconut milk-based curry, over rice made with grapefruit juice). There's my budding excitement for grad school - which I need to start applying for soon. And emailing Rohrbacher and Shaw for recommendations. And working on that Greek to bolster my application. There's my hope to finish and edit a novel in the coming year. Which will either be Dreamer or Guardians, the rough draft for both of which will be done by December. There's my fear of hypochondria and panic attacks and the fact that I won't have health insurance by the end of this month and my teeth haven't seen a dentist in nearly three years. There's that nasty mouth sore. Oh, and the potential of having another bird, if the "no pets allowed" rule just means cats and dogs. Lady's friend can't keep her wonderfully behaved bird any longer because her mother's allergic.
... so yes. Life is good.
I love mountains.
This morning we went to a winery near Bothell, went on a free tour, got some free wine tasting in, then went and bought some wine as well. We hopped over to the brewery across the street for lunch, do a teensy bit of beer tasting, then headed back to show them the University District as well as Solstice, which has the best coffee ever. Then they had to go. ;.; Haven't done much since they left, aside from make some food with all the crazy vegetables we still have. o.o
Coming back on the ferry yesterday, though, and watching Seattle slowly grow bigger was slightly surreal and satisfying, because we were coming home. I think it was the first time I fully realized that yes, that silly city is ours now. And today I realized that we live in the Northwest. I mean, I knew we were in the northwest. But I think I fully appreciated it today. With the mountains and the weather and the plants and the people... it's so different from Florida, in lots of tiny ways. I realized too that I've already grown used to so many of the little things. Like the sheer variety of delicious food, the abundant blackberry bushes, the six or seven coffee roasters within a twenty mile radius alone, the casual dress, the buses, the hills, the chill morning air, the black-capped chickadees and crows, the drinkable tap water, the sheer amount of things to do that there are. I remember trying to entertain people in Sarasota. We would run out of things to do within a day, usually. Maybe two if we went to the beach the next day. But there, there's just so much. Almost too much. Lady's sister + husband were here five days and there were still a bunch of things they had missed out on doing after that.
Whew, sorry. I think sometimes that I'm crushing on this city, considering the amount of time I spend oozing about it every time I update LJ. But well, what else do I have to talk about? There's work - ooh, exciting. Processing foreclosures. Yippee. There's my writing, but I try not to ooze about that, since it would be without any context for anyone except me (OMG, NaNo this year is going to be awesome, though - I'm doing Dreamer one more time and I am SO EXCITED). There's my Dr. Who obsession. There's all the furniture I want to get for the apartment. Or the sheer amount of vegetables and the recipes I've concocted with them (tonight was spinach and green peas in a coconut milk-based curry, over rice made with grapefruit juice). There's my budding excitement for grad school - which I need to start applying for soon. And emailing Rohrbacher and Shaw for recommendations. And working on that Greek to bolster my application. There's my hope to finish and edit a novel in the coming year. Which will either be Dreamer or Guardians, the rough draft for both of which will be done by December. There's my fear of hypochondria and panic attacks and the fact that I won't have health insurance by the end of this month and my teeth haven't seen a dentist in nearly three years. There's that nasty mouth sore. Oh, and the potential of having another bird, if the "no pets allowed" rule just means cats and dogs. Lady's friend can't keep her wonderfully behaved bird any longer because her mother's allergic.
... so yes. Life is good.
