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31 // Bumping Into People

First of all, before I even finish this post — happy 1 month of blogging to me! I’ve stuck with this for 31 days so far, and I’m fairly proud of myself. I usually have so much trouble sticking to anything really, but this blog has been chugging right along. I don’t know how many people are really that interested in the day-to-day good in my life, but for those of you reading (and possibly those of you getting inspired), I appreciate it all!

Now, onto the good thing of today. I could’ve talked about my fabulous lunch I made (Skinny Taste’s shrimp, greek yogurt, celery, light mayo, onion dip layered on a cucumber slice, topped on a piece of whole wheat toast!!!!!) but I think my food posts become a little boring sometimes. But I’m totally pumped that I’ve been cooking more, making more things, etc.

In usual fashion, I’ve been pushing myself to exercise more. Get out and walk some. So like any dull Saturday, I took Bella out with me into the 70 degree weather. It was super hot and I worked up a sweat. I took the typical trek down to the end of my neighborhood, and I happened upon one of my former friend’s dad doing some yardwork.

Back when I was in seventh grade, one of my best friends passed away. She was from my neighborhood and we hung out together constantly. Her parents knew me probably just as well as my own did. In the years that have passed, I know I don’t see them as much as I should. I used to see her younger brother more back when we were both in high school. He did band, and I tried to help him adjust to the whole activity and all the people.

So seeing her dad today made me happy. I stopped with Bella and chatted with him for a little while. We caught up on what’s been going on with his son, what’s been going on with me. I told him to say hello to the rest of his family, and I let him get back to his work.

It’s nice to still be able to see them every so often. I can honestly admit that it still is hard for me sometimes to see them, just because of how everything happened. That kind of thing sticks with you. But I’m glad I got to talk a little bit to him. He seemed really happy to see me, plus I got to play with their dog.

18 // Snow Globes

 

When I was younger, I collected snow globes. I don’t know why I liked them so much. Maybe it was because a whole world was captured, picture perfect, behind glass. In that little bubble, it always snowed just enough and looked lovely every day. The world can be an ugly place. With the changing seasons, you never know if you’re going to be stuck among gray slush and freezing wind. At least in a snow globe, there is consistency in the beauty.

I went for a walk today, under the impression that the weather would stay halfway decent as I went along. When I started out, it looked sunny enough. Me and Bella were chugging along. Then the snow started. Little flakes at first, but for a solid ten minutes it honestly felt like we were stuck in a snow globe. The flakes were huge and fluffy, spinning around us and falling lightly on my jacket and on Bella’s nose. We stopped for a minute because I think we were both a little numb from the cold, and just stood there. For a tiny bit of a time, it felt like we were in that picture-perfect bubble. Consistent beauty. But just as fast as it started, the snow stopped. All I felt was the cold wind and no flakes on my eyelashes.

All I can hope for the next time I’m outside is for someone to wind up the snow globe again, and shake it just enough for the world to look pretty and white.

 

15 // Backyards

I went for a walk tonight with my dog, Bella. It was kind of refreshing being outside in the cold, walking briskly with my heavy jacket on. Five minutes in, I had to unzip my coat. But I continued on. I was determined to put in 30 solid minutes of exercise, and if you’ve ever seen my neighborhood, it’s not your typical walk in the park.

Most of the streets dip wildly up and down, so even after you’ve begun you already know you’re in for a decent workout. I usually hate walking in my neighborhood for that sheer reason alone. As me and Bella walked, we passed the usual giant dogs barking at us, cars getting a little too close to the curb and the myriad of other normal-neighborhood things you encounter at 7:25 at night.

I usually end up going all the way to end of my neighborhood (which, in my mind, ends near my old friend Melanie’s house) and then turn back, which is what I did tonight. The most interesting part of my walk didn’t happen until I was halfway back to home. I was passing houses of people I knew and when Bella stopped to pee for the hundredth time, I saw it. This one house of a family I don’t know terribly well. I remember their son vaguely from my days on the schoolbus. I always thought he was weird. I’m pretty sure he’s much older than me.

But the point isn’t their house. It’s their backyard. They have a pool, which, you know. Isn’t anything too exciting. A million people have pools. But their backyard is lit up entirely with Christmas lights. Bright, neon ones decked all over the trees and around their pool. I glimpsed it through the cracks in their huge fence. I just can’t believe I’ve never noticed it before. It was like magic and Christmas and wonderment all wrapped up into one neat package, displayed in their yard.

It made me really happy to see it, and after Bella was ready to go, we carried on as we always do. Maybe when I get my own house, I can convince my future husband to let us decorate our backyard in a ridiculous amount of lights. As long as the neighbors don’t care. But that’s what fences are for!