Zee end

Dear Diary,

Today’s entry is brought to you by the letter ‘Z’ we have reached the end, I’m kind of proud of myself for completing the challenge and not missing any posts. Z had to be the last letter, I’ve got nothing. Foiled on the last letter, sure I can think of lots of words that start with ‘Z’: Zen, Zucchini, Zebra, Zoo, Zamboni, Zombie, Zesty, Zone, Zumba, Zodiac, Zipper, Zip-line (is Z starting to look like a weird letter to anyone else?). Lots of Z words but nothing I really want to write about. Sure when I was a kid I thought driving the Zamboni would be one of the coolest jobs ever, but story ends there. I could write about how I hate zucchini and all squashes in general, but who cares? I could talk about how Zumba looks fun, but I’m too self-conscious to try it, but that’s not terribly interesting. I could talk about how I hate going to zoos because I always end up feeling sad for the animals (okay that is really something I could talk about but I don’t feel like it.) I suppose I could have picked any one of those words and written something, but I didn’t have to because I saw my camera.

No sorry no pictures today, but I will tell you that I love my Zoom lens. I want one that has more zoom so I can see farther, heck I want a paparazzi grade zoom lens. No not for paparazzi purposes, but for hiking; sometimes I see things that are just too far for my zoom lens to get a good shot of. The lens I have is awesome though, I love it. I can get unsuspecting people, or animals that would run away if I didn’t have a zoom lens. Okay it’s not the most interesting post, but it’s better than talking about a broken zipper that I had to sew closed the other day.

Until next time,  

Me

My younger sibling

Dear Diary,

Today’s entry is brought to you by the letter ‘Y’. My relationship with my younger sibling (YS) is complicated. I love YS and would do almost anything for YS but we don’t really have much in common and annoy the crap out of each other. YS is a good person, kind, loyal, generous. YS is also lazy, messy, nosy, stubborn, and Extremely religious.

When we were kids, my older sibling and I would generally gang up on YS and exclude YS from our activities. YS does not hold this against me, this is surprising because YS is a grudge holder, my grandmother once yelled at YS for hiding a banana peel in a dresser drawer (reasonable? I think yes.) YS has never forgiven her and has not spoken to said grandmother since (full disclosure I do not like this grandmother and do not speak to her either, in fact I don’t even know if she is still alive).  

YS tries really hard to fit into societal expectations and norms, and somehow is slightly off. YS was never a good student and has a hard time knowing when it’s appropriate to say what, but if people get to know YS they realized that the lack of social skills is more than made up for with YS’s big heart. If someone befriends YS they will have someone who is there for them whenever they need someone. YS is a wonderful listener and doesn’t generally try to give unsolicited advice.

YS I love you, I wish that we were closer. I accept that we are different and will never have the sibling relationship of the movies. That being said I will strive to include you more in my life and be more tolerant when I find you annoying (well I’ll try).

Also this is kind of related, just because you were around your best friends siblings when you were kids does not mean you can say mean things about those siblings. It is okay for me to pick on my YS and to be mean to my YS but nobody else can. I don't care how long we have been friends and how long you have known my YS, I will always defend my YS. Just because you don't have your own siblings and you felt like your friends siblings were like your own, they weren't, you don't make fun of someone else's sibling. I know that BB doesn't read this but I thought I'd vent because it makes me mad when BB picks on YS and makes fun of YS. YS is socially awkward, not stupid, YS knows when you are making fun, even if YS doesn't say anything.

Until next time,  

Me

'X' marks the spot!

Dear Diary,

Today’s entry is brought to you by the letter ‘X’. As in ‘X’ marks the spot. I love adventures of any kind, especially if there is competition included, but not athletic competition because then I’d loose, and who likes to loose? Give me a competition with adventure and puzzles and creativity; that I love. Treasure hunts where there are clues at each stop, where you have to figure out the meaning. Scavenger hunts where you have to find things before the other team, especially the new photo scavenger hunts where you can also have to do something at certain locations.

I love watching ‘The Amazing Race’, I love the idea of it, I don’t know that I would do well on the race, because I’m vegan and I wouldn’t do any of the ‘eat this’ challenges, and I get snappy when I’m tired (I have no idea how SO puts up with me) I get mean when I’m frustrated; basically I would make a terrible partner on that show.

SO and I recently played laser tag for the first time, and I can’t help but thing how awesome would it be to combined laser tag and a treasure hunt? ‘X’ marks the spot and don’t get shot. I know I’d play!

Until next time,  

Me

Waterfalls

Dear Diary,

Today’s entry is presented to you by the letter ‘W’. Waterfalls, I love waterfalls. I love that they are so strong and beautiful, so determined and graceful, so powerful yet fluid. I love that water seems so benign but has the power to knock down the strongest man. I love that man has harnessed water built dams and routed it through pipes giving us the ability to turn it off and on at will, yet water is free and can knock down entire cities in tsunamis and floods and can erode the strongest rocks. I find it fascinating that water is such an important part of our daily lives that we take it for granted and forget just how powerful it is. Waterfalls remind me of the power of water, but also it’s grace and beauty. Now who wants so pictures? Well I do and it’s my diary so here they are.

Toketee Falls

Wakina Falls

Fairy Falls

Snoqualmie Falls

Twin Falls

 I'm so glad the weather is warming up, more hikes to do and more waterfalls to see.

Until next time,  

Me

Violin memories

Dear Diary,

Today’s entry is brought to you by the letter ‘V’. My grandpa played the violin and I thought he was magic. It is one of my fondest memories of my grandpa, he died when I was 8 and I don’t have many clear memories. I don’t remember him playing around Christmas when you think someone would be more likely to play. He might have played then but I don’t remember it. What I remember is pitching a tent on the lawn in the back yard; grandpa would pull the barbecue onto the lawn by the tent and we would roast marshmallows and he would play the violin/fiddle and sing. They were rarely songs I new, although he would sometimes play songs that we knew like ‘She’ll be coming round the mountain” but the last song he would play was “Twinkle, twinkle little star” then he would let us look through his telescope until we were falling asleep as we stood there waiting for our turn. Then he would get us settled into our sleeping bags before he went into the house. Hearing a violin, or fiddle always makes me think of my grandpa and our camp-outs. I also would love to learn to play the violin, well truth be told I would prefer to play the fiddle; I know same instrument different style.

Until next time,  

Me

Unibrows

Dear Diary,

Today’s entry is brought to you by the letter ‘U’. Unibrow, that is the first thing that I thought of that begins with ‘u’ so that’s what I’m going to talk about. I don’t really know what to say about them so this should be short. I don’t really understand why people have them since tweezers and waxing are cheep and effective; maybe people just don’t like pain I don’t know. What I really don’t understand is Frida Kahlo, why would she put her unibrow in her paintings? I have to admire people with unibrows and especially Frida Kahlo, they accept themselves as they are and don’t change to fit the social norm. I think that shows remarkable courage.

Until next time,

Me