Moody Meow

Liberal, lunatic lassie, with mood swings and foot-in-mouth syndrome

From these fingers flow….

Posted on | February 6, 2006 | 5 Comments

I don’t know if everyone else gets them, but David and I get the Sunday blues. To combat such madness, we went for a ride. It wasn’t the ride we intended on the West Orange Trail, but it worked none the less. The wind pushed heavily against us on the Econ Trail, forcing us (that would really just be me because David hauls ass) to a painful crawl. I managed to keep my feet going, maintaining some kind of speed against the unrelenting wind. We rode from one end to the other, chased by the sunset. When we got back to the car I told David about the Buzzards.

On the ride out I watched them fly, hundreds of wide-winged creatures, swooping in the wind. I imagined that the colder wind invigorated them, stirring them to soar. They spun in circles, some breaking off to swoop low over the trail. You really should have seen it. The smears of dark birds all over a royal blue sky, painting the horizon with the colors of a waning sunset. I almost rode right into the water because I wanted to fill my eyes with the sight of their soaring. I left them quite sadly and continued my ride. On the way back, just a few brave birds continued their dance with dusk. The rest, more than I could count, rested in the tops of the trees. Like dark decorations on some twisted Christmas tree, they rested heavily on the bare boughs of tall pines. I really wish I had my camera, but the image lives in my head, and that works for me.

Beyond the bike ride, we took the dogs to the dog park again. It’s kind of becoming a ritual for us and is something entertaining to do when you don’t do the nightlife thing any more. Pip is getting more social, and doesn’t cower when bigger dogs get near him now. He will sniff, but looks to D or I for reassurance when pushy dogs ride his ass. Puck gave one big black lap a face full of “fuck-off” when the dog tried to mount him. We stayed for about a half hour before it just got too chilly. Other beagles wandered beneath the hurried legs of fuzzy sheppards and bouncy labs. Our are the cutest, though, of course.

Friday and Saturday we tried really really hard to get homework done. David did better than I ended up doing. I did some reading but my research fell to the wayside. Instead we cuddled and goofed off. We watched some movies, and contemplated our worlds. It was quiet – just the way we like it.

David bought me The Corpse Bride. I loved it! It was shorter than I thought it would be. All of the voices were done beautifully, with my favorite being Christopher Lee. But I think it worked. I’m a fan of almost everything that Tim Burton has done, but I think this rests at the top with Edward Scissorhands and Sleepy Hollow. (I don’t care what you think – I love Sleepy Hollow).

Battlestar – I really hated the Black Market episode. Scar took us someplace new, and I loved it. I thought giving the Cylon “hatred” for Cara really worked. I thought this one was really well done. So I am back in love with the show.

The Weekend. I left my phone off all weekend, not intentionally, mind you. I just turned it off on Friday and forgot to turn it back on. If you called and didn’t leave a message then I won’t know you called at all. I can’t wait to get a new phone.

I started the morning with a run. It’s the best run I’ve ever had. I made it through. Because I’m not following the routine to the letter, it’s taken me weeks to progress this interval pass. I think if I make it through one more time without stalling I will move to the next interval. I think by the end of the year I will fulfill my goal.
I will get home from work today and ride with D (which means that I will chug along at a slow pace and he will race beyond my line of sight) and then head off to school for some edumacation. But it’s another week, and I am starting to feel lighter. Perhaps by the end of it I will have managed to call my family and friends.

Oh – and iced tea is officially ambrosia.

Comments

5 Responses to “From these fingers flow….”

  1. David M
    February 6th, 2006 @ 1:40 pm

    Sorry I race ahead on the bike….but you tell me too! :) I’m glad you are at least enjoying the rides now.

  2. Meow
    February 6th, 2006 @ 1:43 pm

    I am. I ‘m just jealous of your insane speed. I feel like the tortise racing the hare. But, I know I’m coming along :)
    I will kick your ass one of these days!

  3. Frankie
    February 6th, 2006 @ 2:49 pm

    LOL. Ah how cute. Now I must know why you didn’t like Black Market. It wasn’t the best episode they had, but I’m still rather curious. It was an interesting twist on Lee’s character and a nice commentary on the fact that they arent trying to create a utopia, they’re just trying to survive.

  4. Meow
    February 6th, 2006 @ 3:10 pm

    It was a shallow. It held too many cliches (the big bad black guy, the guy on the edge who is seemingly good but does bad things…blah). I just wasn’t entertained.

  5. Cat
    February 6th, 2006 @ 7:29 pm

    Your weekend sounded very peaceful. I would have enjoyed more outdoor time myself, but of course the temperatures are ignoring the season’s progression…it was honestly colder here then it has been all winter. Oh well, soon enough I will enjoy the park. Have a good ride and I hope class provides enlightenment…or at least some entertainment.

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