Somehow it's December, and I don't know how we got here. Several things have happened in the past few months, so I'll just get into it. I drafted this back in Mid-November, so it doesn't say anything about Thanksgiving, but I'll be back in a few days to tell about that.
Farmer's Market job is still going well! One Saturday, we had a local yoga teacher come teach a class on the grass by the market. I wasn't able to be there for it, unfortunately, but people came to it and I can't wait to plan in again in the Spring. I reached out to the teacher about a month ago to see if she'd be interested in partnering up, and now she's as excited about continuing it as I am!
We had a musical guest the Saturday before and that went really well too. I just have to figure out how to keep things interesting, and I think it'll be a more fun place for people to hang out on a Saturday morning.
I ran another long distance! My mom and I did a 25K trail run (15.5 miles). I'll be the first to admit that I was not even near prepared enough to do it, but I was out there doing it. I didn't train the way I should have-- after the half, I just didn't want to train. My body hurt and I had lingering blisters, it was cold outside, and I didn't want to put in the work. But, I was doing it, and my only option was to finish it. I'll know better next time, and remember how awful it was not being prepared.
The weekend after that, I traveled to Idaho to see my sister play at the state volleyball tournament. Tournaments always have a fun energy, and it's so amazing to see so many talented athletes competing. Of course, Gracie was the most talented out there and also the cutest. They ended up losing in 3 rounds on Friday, so that was unfortunate, but it meant that we got to spend all day Saturday together!
My mom, sisters, and I went to the Boise Farmer's Market, which was so, so cool. There were tons of vendors with all kinds of things that I'd like to see at our Cedar Market. It was really inspiring and I left with a few ideas.
We ended up wandering around Downtown and happened upon a community working space that, weirdly, housed an antique tractor museum and a jungle gym. We played on the big net thing and climbed all the way to the top. Then we walked through all of the tractors. This was actually really cool, because they used a big parking garage structure to hold most of the museum, so there were 5 levels of tractors.
We did quite a bit more walking to a park, then decided to eat lunch and head out. The girls picked a sandwich shop and it was so delicious. I had a delightful chicken salad sandwich with the most amazing popcorn I've ever had in my life. I know, I know, you're asking how you could improve salt and butter popcorn?? I'll tell you, it's by adding curry seasoning. Strange? I know. But one bite of this popcorn and I was ravenous for it. I couldn't stop eating it. I was noisily shoving into my mouth because I couldn't get enough. I was like, sloppily licking my fingers just to get the last taste of that heavenly popcorn.
I've tried to recreate it, and mine's delicious, but I don't think it'll ever measure up the popcorn I had that day.
We went back to Twin Falls, and after getting bored at the house, decided to venture out again. Annie, Gracie, and I went to a pumpkin patch. It was really cute. We wandered through the field until we all found the perfect pumpkin. Next we went to the corn maze on the other side of town. There were something like 7 miles of path in this corn field.
We got so miserably lost. The field was split into 3 separate mazes. We did the first easily, but the second was our undoing. Through the 3 mazes there were place markers, so that you could look at a map to see where you are in the maze-- we found a place marker and we were on the far end of the wrong maze! Somehow we had transversed mazes and it was no wonder we couldn't find our way out.
By this time it was dark out and we didn't have a flashlight so we figured we better head toward the exit. We found it in about 15 mins, and it was great to be out of there.
The next day I had to come back to Cedar, but I stopped in SLC to see some friends. I only got to hang around for an hour or so, but it was so good to see them.
Since then, life has been slow. Festivals pretty much end in October, and it's too cold out to do much.
For your reading pleasure, a poem I wrote:
Moving forward is scary.
Especially when you've been
stuck for a while.
It's usually for the best.
Forward is growth.
Standing still is stagnant.
Forward is difficult,
but standing still stinks.
There's more on the other side
of moving
And if you stay in the same place
you'll only ever
see the same things.
Movement takes will-power,
but that's better than
watching life pass by.
Taking that first step is hard, but
the next one is hard too.
And maybe it eventually gets
easier, but you'll never know
if you don't try.
I used to write poems all the time, but I somehow fell out of it. I want to start writing like that again. One of my major life goals is to publish a book and I'll never get there if I don't write.
What a life we live.
