Yesterday was just to be a normal day. Besides the fact that I got kicked out of my house... Hold on let me explain before you freak out. Anyone who knows me understands my complete infatuation with cleanliness. I don't have pests in my house, however, my apartment complex offers it for free, and what better way to force myself out of my house then getting it super protected of any pests (cause really, I love nature, I can camp out and everything, but I hate any type of pests being in a home).
Cash in the extra privileges! Although it took me about six days after my 21st Birthday, I finally did it. I purchased my first legal bottle of alcohol. But hold the breaks. I dreamed about this moment since my 18th birthday, I'm not about to get just any old.... Vodka, Smirnoff, Malibu (enter flavor here), Crown Royal, or any other stereotypical first purchase.
What a lot of people don't know is that I absolutely love wine! I love the entire process from the first grape to the first bottling. An art form which needs time (depending on the wine) to grow and develop flavor.
My favorite type of wine is white wine. Maybe because it pairs best with seafood, which is my favorite protein (which would explain a lot). I decided to purchase a relatively young, subtle wine that I can enjoy for the next two nights while sitting at the office desk taking care of business extremely late at night.
Today I’m off of work, and my plans were simple… Finish catching up on my blogs; Finish reading Garlic And Sapphires by Ruth Reichl; and construct some more recipes in my Recipe Development book.
As I read one of my favorite bloggers Sally Darling’s post “Mood Lighting….. Say Hello To My Little Friend, the Mason Jar” followed by viewing Alice Carrier’s blog header from "Bread & Honey" a light bulb clicked above my head! I should definitely go to Creative Land (aka Hobby Lobby; yeah I reversed the name, but call it what you wish…. To-may-toe…. To-mah-toe).
What started out as a plain bike ride to the nearest park and take some self-portrait photos turned into an unplanned, unexpected, full-blown journey of life in the slow lane.
Wearing black “relaxed” fitting jeans and a yellow/white/purple/black long-sleeve flannel shirt was one worry. Another—my left foot wrapped because of a mildly injured talus bone due to a fall last night at work.
“Why not?” I ask myself. Today is beautiful! I mean look at it. I love rain, however, a sunny day (on my off day) is much appreciated (thank you Mother Nature). With no connection with agliophobia, I decided to act upon my decision. Equipped with my 6-speed mountain bike, my camera (plus all three lenses), my tri-pod and no cell phone; leaving new text messages plus an urge to check my Twitter and Facebook. I embarked on my first bicycle adventure!