Springtime In The Rockies!

Well, here is yet another EXCITING installment of my life as a mountain girl. 

I have disturbingly become comfortable.  Not just 'stretch out my legs and have myself a little nap' comfortable---but the big A of comfort---ASSIMILATED.

Scary shit, considering where I was not even 6 months ago in this place I call home.  Let me elaborate a little bit.

I bucked the whole organic lifestyle, made fun of those who were way WAY far off the planes of what I consider 'normal'.  When I was in the grocery store, I made sure I bought the nastiest, least healthy food out of principal---I was NOT going to end up a granola eatin' hippy. I was not going to learn how to make bread by pounding grasses and grain found on the side of the road into a fine, flourish substance.  It just wasn't in my creed and code. 

I always thought that I could never change in the simple ways.  Big change is inevitable in everyone's life, and I'm 100% on that groove.  However, here I sit, drinking some funky tea I cannot even pronounce, waiting for my organic vegetable food delivery from the local organic market. 

Oh yes, you heard right.  FOOD DELIVERY.  ORGANIC MARKET.

If I were a different type of person, I would be hanging my head in shame.  Shame for all the people that I know that depend on me to 'stay the same' and pillage the freezer section of every major grocery store from east coast to west, in search of the best 'Michalina's' frozen dinner.  However, I cannot portray an aire of shame on my blog, to all of you fine people.  To do that would be a sin, because lets face it...it is kind of funny. 

Oh hell, it's ALL KINDS of funny.

I am excited to plant a garden on my deck this year.  Like---hello.  And, excited about the pesto I will be making from all of the lovely basil that I will be growing.  Not to mention, my homemade catsup will be EPIC this year, I can tell you that.

Some things have not changed---I still have a great deal of wonder and scorn (if the two can be grouped together) for the weirdo's that live in this city.  Still freaks, still almost obsessed with trying to change things that are completely out of EVERYONE'S hands.  Rallies and marches and drum circles (yeah, they stand in a circle, beat on drums, and chant shit that you can't even understand)...makes me giggle most of the time...but come on people===the 60's are OVER.  Seriously.

Thank goodness I can still find the humour in the 'little things'.

Not walking up the hills has brought me many blessings, and I thank those who are responsible for making that happen for me.  I am still considering writing that book about the poor little fat girl who couldn't get her fat ass up the mountainside without a cake for inspiration.   Actually, I've ran it by a few people and they are pretty interested in hearing more.  So, who knows. 

I hope you all are having a fabulous spring so far, where ever you may be---I know I am.  The mountains are still covered with snow, and you should SEE the view from my windows; Very beautiful indeed.  The trees are starting to sprout leaves, and crocus' are up all over the place.  Yay Spring!

For the next little while, I will be posting about other topics than just my life in the Rockies.  I have done a fair amount of poking around in other people's lives (albeit stealthily and on the down low) and I have a SLEW of opinion I'd like to share.  Keep in mind that opinions are one's own, so what I say you may not agree with, but it is mine and you have choices (To Read, Or Not To Read---That IS The Question!)

Until then, my wonderful guests---Enjoy the day! Hug a Tree!  Smack A Bitch!  Whatever moves ya, man! 

Hugs!