My brother Dan was in town. I haven’t seen him in a long time since he lives on the other side of the country. It was great.
For this occasion, a bunch of people came over my house to hang out.
I made my popular spinach artichoke dip (came out well) and tried to make cheesy stuffed mushrooms (not so much).
we made and drank Dark and Stormies
we played Apples to Apples, which I have never done and greatly enjoy.
I watched Flight 666 a concert tour documentary about Iron Maiden. It was excellent.
We rented Kevin Smith’s “Red State” (available as a pre-theatrical release Video on Demand). It was also excellent. I hope to write and post a review later.
We made the mistake of watching the end of the GOP debate this week and my heart basically broke into a million pieces when the crowd cheered the question that stated the absurdly large number of people that have been executed under Rick Perry’s time as Governor. Flashbacks to Bush’s execution stats and then the 8 long years of his presidency. The approaching election scares me. A lot.
And also… last weekend I threw my back out. It was a flare-up of a lower back injury from a decade ago that still bothers me from time to time. It’s not a crisis, but it’s been hurting and ruining my life for 4 consecutive days now, which royally sucks
Because of this, I haven’t worked on any of the things I’m wanting to be working on. It hurts to sit and to bend. So that pretty much knocks out any writing projects and art projects that I would like to be doing.
Therefore, I’ve gotten incredibly whiny and emo and frustrated with my body and it’s limitations.
Hoping to be in a better place soon. And renewing my commitment to doing yoga everyday again, in hopes of preventing this sort of thing from happening often.