This past week was vacation for me and my husband. How does that work into selfies? Well, I'll get to that. Eventually.
The universe decided to give me a few things to stress and fret about before I went on vacation, too.
My son had an encounter with a bear. Yes. Early morning, as he was driving to work. He braked for deer that ran out in front of him, and before he knew it *BAM* a young-ish bear came slamming into his car. Surprisingly, there wasn't as much damage as you'd think. He's fine, the car's fine. The bear ran off.
After he called me and told me what happned, I drove out to where he was, to check things out and make sure he was okay. Then, on the way back home my car gave a message that was not good. Turns out there's a recall for that particular issue, and the part is back-ordered nationally. Lovely. I managed to find a dealership that had an appointment relatively soon. My car is currently "at the spa," I guess you'd call it, though I think if she was at a real spa, she'd have been taken care of already and be back in my driveway. I have a loaner vehicle for now. You'd think I'd be happy with a 2025 Toyota Tacoma. I am not. I'm so spoiled and use to *my* vehicle and everything is so different on this loaner.
Anywho ...
On Friday, May 29, I cast on a new sock.
I took this photo as we were driving out to the lake for some late evening fishing. By the end of the workday that day, I was D-O-N-E. Weekend, here I come!
I caught my first bass of the season. I did not keep it.
We did bring home some fish. When we got home the girls immediately circled my husband. They knew what he was about to do, and they love getting tidbits. I tried taking photos and videos.
They were hanging around him, waiting not-so-patiently.
We have one hen who is a bit more demanding then the others. She kept circling around and looking in the buckets.
Going to the other side, in case he was hiding something on the other side.
Seriously, look at that stink eye!
Sunday was quiet. We did more fishing and I caught a really nice bass.
I was pretty proud of it, so I asked for my photo to be taken.
I was so proud of it, in fact, that I dared to touch the fish with no gloves. Yup, a pretty big deal.
Sunday I started putting in the rest of the garden. Or was that Saturday? At this point I don't remember.
The important thing is, I got the garden in! I had a lot of help, too.
"Oooo!" I bet you are thinking, "does that mean you have a garden journal?" I do not. Yet. Crazy, right? I had all of last week to film and I didn't. I wasn't ready, if that makes sense. Plus, the weather was a bit uncooperative on the days I thought I might shoot b-roll.
So, it's still on the to-do list to record a garden journal.
Well, I had to work Monday. It was publishing day and work life revolves around that. At least for now it does. (If you know, you know)
Once the day was done I was SO out of there. I signed off, closed everything up and set everything to DND.
Woo hoo, vacation!
The weather was nice, for the most part.
The grass and leaves burst out and now everything is so GREEN. Deer are everywhere.
We even spotted the first fawns of the year.
Over the course of the week we spent a lot of time on the water. We hit a few different areas this year.
One of the usual spots.
Loons have been hanging around the lake. They decided my husband was safe and got pretty close to his kayak. Close enough to get decent photos, anyway.
A new-to-us spot. We've driven past it for years and always see other people fishing there.
Not as much current as we thought there would be. It was a beautiful, quiet morning.
Then we ran into a male Karen at this spot, which sort of spoiled the spot for us. Basically, he thought he owned the entire river. He soon found out that he can't try and throw his weight around without people matching energies.
On Friday, June 5, I posted update on my vanilla sock to my instagram. Look how much I got done in a week!
This was mainly when I was passenger when we were going somewhere.
In one week I managed to knit the leg of a sock. When I knit my socks on two circs, I definitely *zoom* through the project.
At some point during the week I went out to the she shed and pulled floss for two more cross stitch projects I'll be starting this month.
Wait, make that three more cross stitch projects. What's a few more projects, right? I just need to live forever. 🤣
Friday we brought my car to the dealership to have it diagnosed and see what, if anything, needed to be done. That ended up being a long day and I'm still sort of bitter and sus about how some things shook down. (Is that even a phrase?) Basically something happened and it was too weird of a coincidence to have happened when it did. That's about all I'm going to say on that. The people working at the dealership were very nice.
I brought my cross stitch with me to work on, and asked my husband to take a photo of me. Which felt really weird asking for. But, if I don't start asking for this, I'm never going to have action photos of me, right? 🤷♀️
I was the only person in the lounge who wasn't staring at their phone.
This past weekend we went for a bike ride. Which, now that I think about it, we only went out for one bike ride.
Oh and it was a doozy, of sorts.
I packed a picnic lunch and loaded up the basket.
The road we usually ride on to go to a nearby lake has some work being done to it. A large chunk of the road has been torn up and is gravel. No biggie. The part that was a doozy was when I left the gravel and my bike tire hit the edge of the asphalt. The bump was enough to make my phone bounce out of the phone carrier, fly up in the air and come smashing down on the asphalt. I was stunned to see my phone go flipping up in the air. The phone holder is the style where you pull it open, put your phone in, and let the hold draw back in and hold your phone. I guess if you hit something hard enough, the bottom drops out, so to speak, and it's enough to let the phone pop loose. Then when the spring brings the bottom back up, it was enough force to fling my phone up about 6 feet in the air. The screen protector on my phone is cracked, but otherwise fine.
The rest of the bike ride was uneventful.
We enjoyed our picnic lunch. You like my fancy storage containers?
One more thing from Sunday. This heifer was spotted trying to figure out how to get in to the garden and eat all the tasty plants.
He saw my husband and causally sauntered off. We spotted him in the front yard, staring longingly at the garden. Today was back to work. Work was quiet and I was able to catch up on most things.
This evening I started a new cross stitch project, before sitting down to work on this blog post.
Hmmm, what could this be?
Okay, to bring it back to the selfies. ...
I'm not much on taking selfies. I'm trying to get more comfortable in my own skin, so to speak. Making flosstube videos helps.
One day when we were out on the water (I'm thinking it was early in the week) I thought I'd try taking a selfie while I was out on the water. No sunglasses and the sun was sort of in my eyes.
Very owly-looking, right? I have that resting face, if you know what I'm referring to.
I remembered seeing or reading somewhere that if you struggle with taking photos, to imagine you are looking at your husband or someone you love, and your features will soften. Or something.
Well, my husband was right there, so I looked over at him and felt my face break out in to a smile.
Maybe not the prettiest selfie. I think you can definitely see the love I have for him in my smile.
