a not particularly interesting blog

yes, i am guilty of not blogging for the simple reason that i don't feel i have anything particularly interesting to blog about. sad excuse, i know, but now that your expectations are sufficiently lowered, i will go on...

on tuesday i participated in another round of pilates. this time, we also used some exercise equipment that sara had aquired. for some reason, i wasn't very sore the day after. i'd like to think that it was because i'm already in glorious shape, but i think it may have to do more with the fact that, as the perfectly proportioned pilates-guru on the video asked, "oooh, do you feel that burn?" i'd always think in my head, "um...no?" it was a different video and more difficult to follow and i don't think i was doing the exercises correctly. oh well.

on saturday josh and i went to see "cinderella man". it was a great movie. at one point, i was crying so hard, i had to wipe my face on josh's shirt.

on sunday, we had an earthquake here. 5.6 on the richter scale. we were both in the kitchen and josh was making breakfast and the radio was on, and suddenly we heard all the dishes in our cupboards rattling around. puzzled, we looked at each other and josh turned off the radio. i looked outside to see if the trees were swaying, but they weren't. i even grabbed onto a chair, but we never felt the earthquake under our feet. it was the weirdest thing, especially since our house is raised, so you'd think it would sway or something.

later on that day, i went to a baby shower for a girl i know from church. the 2 people that i knew & that were invited didn't come, so it turned out to be one of those awkward events where i attempted small talk with a whole bunch of people i had never met, the whole time just dying for the gifts to be opened so that i could go home. it didn't help matters that i was way under-dressed. i had forgotten that, in ramona, any shower has the same dress code as a garden party. no one is seen in anything but a dress or, at least a skirt. i wore comfy jeans. oops. i become extremely introverted in situations where i don't know anyone, and have only just come to the conclusion that that's just how i am and i don't think that's going to change. i was proud of myself for making it through, then called darla immediately after arriving home. i needed that familiar, home-grown, knowing kind of conversation that only a friend can give.

so i'm working this morning and then i get tomorrow off....josh's birthday! there are so many things to accomplish tomorrow, since we are having a father's day family gathering here on sunday and the house is a complete disaster. its funny when i think back to how i thought married life would be. i never thought that i'd leave clean dishes in the dishwasher for days, as they are now. i never thought that toothpaste marks would cloud our bathrooom mirror, or that our carpet would go un-vaccuumed for so long. i thought i'd be the perfect little house-wife, and for so long i think i almost was. but now that i'm working full time, the prority of housework only seems to come into effect just before we have people over. and the funniest part of all is that i'm okay with that!

need to go have breakfast....