I’m realizing that my weekends are getting so jam-packed with so many things, that I’m not able to document what I’m doing as much as I’d like. I’m going to try to be better about it, but I also think it’s important to just be present and in the moment, so I might fall behind now and again. And that’s ok.
Saturday, February 11th. Probably one of the absolute best days I’ve had in recent memory. Full of self-care, self-love, intention, tenderness, hotness, fun, and joy. I feel like I want to write it all down and share it, but I also want to just preserve it in my memory, for me alone.
I’ll share a few highlights:
- Joined the Wreckers with a friend. Some serious body love right there. I’m so looking forward to skating regularly and playing derby again. For fun. I’m also so unbelievably excited about the friendship that is forming and I’m excited to get to do this with someone I totally adore and enjoy.
- Co-created a large scale valentine for planned parenthood. I’m not big on valentine’s day in general, but I had the opportunity to work on this project, and it felt really good to give some love to something that I really believe in and support.
- Witnessed a beautiful, hot pink sunset with arms slung around each other. An unspeakably joyful shared moment. More of those, please.
- Went to a queer play party. My first in portland (I’ve only been to a handful in general). Three of my friends organized it and I volunteered at the door for a couple of hours. It was like nothing I’ve ever seen before. There were so many people, and everyone seemed really happy to be there and the range of folks in attendance was just wild. Ugh, I can’t wait for it to happen again. I’m pretty shy, and had no expectations for the night, but I left so happy and sore. And that’s all I’ll say about that. I also wore an outfit that I felt really good about. I felt really fucking hot, to be honest.
Full evidence here.
Finished the planned parenthood valentine and went to a lovely potluck. The food was out of this world. I’ll be dreaming about it for a long time. I made my favorite beet dish. I feel some kind of way about beets. The people were so great and sweet and I didn’t feel awkward at all, which is rare for me.
Cooking and sharing food. Two of the surest ways to get back to myself. To feel grounded about who I am in this body.