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A Date with My Husband and A Visit to the City

Mark and I had an opportunity to steal away for a lunch date this weekend. Our son was at a reunion for a Summer Leadership Workshop Camp at UMBC (University of Maryland Baltimore County) and our daughter was still hanging out after a sleepover with her surrogate sister.

We miss our hometown and our old neighborhood of Hampden in Baltimore. And I randomly opened my phone on Google Maps and saw a restaurant calling itself a “trucksteraunt’ and I was done. I got to ride up through my city along the Jones Falls, an old river under the city. I adore the old stone mills and houses and graffiti.A Date with My Husband and A Visit to the City on Shalavee.com

A Date with My Husband and A Visit to the City on Shalavee.com

We pulled up to the unassuming restaurant that is actually a funky little building with the kitchen in the food truck ! Gypsy’s trucksteraunt is as cute as it could be. There was a little stove and a lounge ares with a stuffed life-size cat on a chair. But I was super wowed by the bottle wall between the two spaces. I am a sucker for fun design.

The food and bar menu were funky and fun. The service people were lovely and we weren’t misled by the recommendation to choose the house specialties. I had fries and pulled pork in a waffle cone. And I can not kidding when I say it was junk food heaven meant to be eaten out of the cone on the street. Because Gypsy’s takes the meat to the street. And Mark’s Korean Fried Chicken was chicken nuggets on some fun spiced cabbage atop the hand cut fries with aoli inside the actual ice cream waffle cone, sweet and yummy.

A Date with My Husband and A Visit to the City on Shalavee.com

The date was such a yummy success. I miss the days of adventures with my husband and this was close to our old life but new to us. And then a quick drive through the old hood revealed much has changed. Many more hip shops and boutiques and eateries. It makes me happy and sad. Happy for the residents, sad that we no longer can enjoy the hipster hang outs of the city.

I rushed into an antiques shop and grabbed a couple trinkets to remember our journey and then we were off to gather up our children via highways and byways and take them home. I was so happy that all of us went our separate ways that day to find out about who we are in the world without one another.A Date with My Husband and A Visit to the City on Shalavee.com

I miss the city terribly sometimes but I also know that one day, we may return more often when our children are bigger. For now I can only enjoy a rare jaunt into it to remember. And see it with new eyes.

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My Cup is Half Full

A cold rainy day has driven me to light the fire and my favorite smelly candle. My first cup of earl grey tea for the season has been brewed.

There’s a lull between holiday storms. Thanksgiving is only leftovers and memories and Christmas is still contained in lists. And I am maintaining a ‘be here now mindset’ as the calendar moves ever onward and may to try to hijack me and my anxieties with “all the things” to come.

Gratitude and appreciation keep us grounded. I am grateful that this old gas fireplace is still lighting after a dozen years in service. That I am still able to buy Paddywax’s Ralph Wald Emerson candle from their Library collection.My cup is half full on Shalavee.com

For the fact that we have money in savings for Christmas this year. And that family will visit to see Fiona in her première performance of the Nutcracker.

I have plenty of time to say what needs saying. And I have plenty of words to do that with. I m also infinitely grateful for all the eyes that take in my words and appreciate them.

My cup is half full only if I think it is. So today, I think it is.

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Don’t Let the Tech Be Your Downfall

Back in May, I wrote piece bemoaning my forced march to get used to new tech and a new car. You can read that little rant here. My new car definitely still has its drawbacks like the fact that it looks like every other car so that I’ve actually approached other cars thinking they were mine and even opened a door! But it’s clean and has great pick up for a four-cylinder.

The new Android Samsung phone is still being paid for and I’m getting used to it. The clear case I bought is turning yellow on the edges probably from skin oil. Ewww. And I still can’t figure out how to have it go straight to where I want it to without having to tap and swipe. But I can send pictures straight to my blog’s gallery!

It was just at the beginning of the Summer that my ratty old computer gave it up. It’s wi-fi chip burned out. And we had the $1,000 to buy a new Dell so I did. But again, new tech aggravates me. I allowed it to sit for a while as I’d scheduled blog posts and it was the beginning of Summer. But eventually, I had to touch it.Don't let the tech be your downfall on Shalavee

The keys are something I have to get used to. I am a speed hunter and pecker but the play and spacing are different for this keyboard. I like the swipe scroll which I used to have and then burned out a long time ago on my old laptop. But now I can not figure out how to download my pictures off my phone and I’ve truly done everything. 

This is where I’m going to tell you, it’s time to get the tech guy in here. So many times I’d allow the technical problems to overwhelm me. Creatives are often technophobes. But there is no reason to torture ourselves like that. We need to ask for the right help at the right time. I got my own tech guy last year and have not had nearly as much anxiety since I did. Please never let a technical snafu stand in your way of creating again. Your creativity is way more important. Let the right people do the thing they are good at and you continue to follow your passion , Okay?

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And, as always, Thanks to you for your visit.

Five Things For the End of June

When I’m without an idea to post,

five things no doubt will be my most:

One – A concert performed by amazing talented young people and organized and conduced by amazing and talented music teachers. My son performed a really cool duet with his clarinet teacher.Five Things for the End of June on Shalavee.com

Two– A crabcake and corn dinner with German potato salad, bread, and tomatoes. And Grammy.

Three – Bills are payed with no worries of going without.

Four – Summer started out and continues more gently than in the past years. No Plummeting Space Junk.

Five – I dyed my hair roots. It all begins again.

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And, as always, Thanks to you for your visit.

I May Still Be a Runner Yet

A while back, I wrote a post titled, I’m No Longer a Runner. I bemoaned the fact that my apparent SI joint malformation was increasing in pain and that it may stop me cold from doing the one thing that had always been my happy exercise: running. Because when we are faced with chronic pain, we think we have to give up hope. We begin to compromise and make due and tell ourselves there are other ways we can be happy. Never an excuse to stop following the breadcrumbs to our wellness but it slows us down with the not knowing.

I am happy to say that I am running again. The steroid injections eventually helped, although it seemed like a long time for them to kick in. I can take Ibuprofen and go for a run/walk and my affected joint only aches. I can totally settle for that because these early Summer days are exquisite and all I want to do is go running and huff the heady lemony scent of magnolias in bloom.I may still be a runner yet on Shalavee.com

I think sometimes we get to worrying and apprehending the future, especially if it includes pain, and we try to come up with solutions that if we were to buy, would solve all the dissonance. If I didn’t want to be a runner, than not running would be fine. Except it isn’t, because in my heart of hearts, I am still a runner. I love the breeze and the smells. The rhythm and honesty of it. And I love that I trust myself to just start and stop and go where I want. Running is such a longstanding part of me that I hope I can keep doing it for a long time.

If you enjoyed what you read, please subscribe, via the subscription box in the sidebar, to my thrice weekly posts via your email box. And visit me on Instagram to see my daily pictures, friend me or like my page on Facebook. Or come find me on Twitter or Pinterest too. I am always practicing Intentional In-touchness so chat at me please. I live for conversations.

And, as always, Thanks to you for your visit.

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