Wasting a Sunday with my Local Lizards

There are times when I want so badly just to be alone it makes me want to scream. Don’t get me wrong here, I am not about to go all Christopher McCandless Into the Wild on you. I love all the people around me, especially my husband, and I value all the time we share together. That said, there are times that I would trade a few quiet lonely moments for absolutely any possession I own. You know what I mean? I’ve been feeling that itch for quiet aloneness for a while lately and I knew today would be the day. 

With a preface like that you would think I did some deep soul searching and had a great epiphany or something. Or that I would at least get some laundry done. But I did nothing. Really, nothing. That was kind of the point. Sometimes the pressures of life and general adulthood call for a complete veg out.

I spent the morning reading some new blogs that absolutely cracked me up and made me decide that I’m going to do a better job of writing more often. I don’t care if no one reads it, I write for me and it feels good. It also made me realize that I don’t get enough comments on my blogs. Some of these people have literally TONS of comments. I know you’re out there, I can see it in the stats thingy that tracks blog traffic. So I’m curious why no one has anything to say to me. (Yes, this is a pity tactic to get someone to comment. It will be super pathetic if it doesn’t work.)

About noon I headed outside to lay in the sun and read my new book. I slapped on a bikini top and sprawled out on the deck with my Nook and a smoothie. Now, I don’t want any comments about the dangers of the sun and skin cancer. I’ve heard it all. Look, I live a pretty healthy lifestyle. I have one vice, laying in the sun. I don’t smoke, I don’t drink (more often than most people), I eat healthy, and I exercise. If a couple hours in the sun on a beautiful day is going to be the thing that does me in, I guess that’s a chance I’m going to take. Besides I don’t have that beautiful alabaster skin that makes some women look like living dolls. I just look pale, sick, and ashy when I’m not tan. Seriously.

So about the smoothie. Oh my deliciousness! Here’s what it was all about:

 A large handful of any berries you have (I used strawberry, blackberry, and blueberry)

1/2 cup pomegranate juice

1/2 scoop of vanilla whey protein powder

1 teaspoon of Chia Seeds

2 scoops of vanilla frozen yogurt

I put the berries in my Magic Bullet. (This thing is awesome for milkshakes and smoothies)

I mixed them up first so I could fit the rest in the cup.

The I added in the rest of the ingredients and pulsed it in the Magic Bullet.

Yum! The perfect mid-day snack for a little back-deck layin’!

So I was laying there enjoying the romantic trysts of Eric Northman and Sookie Stackhouse in Charlaine Harris’s latest masterpiece when I felt eyes on me. In my incredibly secluded backyard (where I lay in a bikini top that I would rather die than be seen in public wearing) I swear I felt something watching me. And then I saw this….

It was just watching me! So I crept a little closer….

And realized he had a friend.

I’m not going to lie to you. I spent the afternoon chasing these things around trying to take pictures of them. I’ve decided they live under the deck. When I typed them into the Google Machine, I decided they are called Eastern Fence Lizards and they eat stinkbugs, which are taking over my house so I’m counting the lizards as allies. Just when I thought I was done chasing them around, this guy showed up.

And then things got really exciting because there were two of them and they were locked in a death match. They locked onto each other’s heads and tumbled down the stairs. I was so freaked out over this that I couldn’t even get my camera on in time. But trust me if Chuck Norris was a lizard, he would be this guy, because he whooped the other one’s ass.

Like I said I accomplished nothing today, and it was wonderful! Sometimes I think we have to step back from the world and watch it go by for a bit. It’s always rush, rush, there’s something bigger and better to be doing. I’m as guilty as the next person of being too caught up in what has to be done and not truly appreciating all the things I already have. Do yourself a favor. Take an afternoon off to just be alone, recharge your batteries, and watch the lizards play. The laundry will wait for you.

My husband came home early from work and surprised me. I was really glad to see him. Really, I was! Actually, I couldn’t wait to tell him about our new allies in the war on stinkbugs. No, seriously, it just takes a little while all alone to help you remember what it is you love about being part of a twosome. So as the thunderstorm clouds roll in I trade my smoothie for a new beverage…

And get reacquainted with an old friend that hasn’t had much attention lately.

And wait for Jon to come in from his small farm duties so we can cuddle up and watch a movie. The perfect end to a completely unproductive  productive day. 



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