lydamorehouse: (phew)
When Mason was 15 he got his learner's permit like most of his friends and then.... we utterly failed to learn to drive. I don't know what it was exactly, but it was a bad combination of my nerves, his nerves, and my tendency to be intuitive rather than practical when giving instruction. Whatever the reason we failed the first time, we've decided to give it another go.

Not to jinx anything, but this time it seems to be going swimmingly.

Part of it is that Mason is older and much more confident. Another part is that I am fully letting him set the pace. He recently graduated himself to lonely roads and I had the brilliant idea to drive to a State Park.

St. Croix at Wild River State Park
The St. Croix River from the Wild River State Park

This was a two-fer, as I got to see a State Park and Mason got in some really, really good practice, since we met  a bit of on-coming traffic (but of course it was all at 20 mph.) Mason even managed to safely stop in time to see...

deer and fawn
Picture is blurry and taken through the window of the car, but fawn and adult deer in the road.

The fawn was so leggy that it was doing that awkward, could have been new born, WHAT ARE LEGS?? thing and then immediately collapsed in exhaustion once on the other side of the road and safely hidden by trees. Soooooo cute!

We mostly drove, but we checked out the whole park out, and I was surprised by this little gem. There were a number of people innertubing and otherwise enjoying the water, there's a huge section where the park rangers are restoring the prairie (and have been since the 1970s), and I presume some hiking to enjoy, though we never really stopped this time. I'm thinking this might be a fun park to return to, actually. 

lydamorehouse: (ciaro 1)
So this morning, after dropping little boy off at school, I stopped by Barnes & Noble and picked up my two travel books on Cairo (note new user pic of same. I thought I'd try to mark the entries that are prequel related with this or... another cool one I found of what looks like a flooded Cairo, but is just an artistic shot of the Nile.) New cool Cairo fact: did you know the word in Egyptian for Cairo and the word for Egypt are the same?

My writing biorhythm for this book is very wonky. Normally, when I'm writing Tate's books I write after boy has gone to sleep. For some reason, Resurrection Code seems to be a daylight book. I've been writing it in little snips while Mason plays on the computer or watches TV in the afternoons. That's very odd for a number of reasons, not the least of which being that afternoons are usually my VERY worst time for writing because normally my brain has turned to sludge. I'm a lark. I get up early, and early morning is my ideal writing time. Having a child has forced me to become a writing owl, but I don't really like night time writing.

This could bode, well, however, for when Mason goes full-time in September.

In other news, my cholesterol is high. I have a very spotty relationship with health insurance since the government doesn't recognize me as a "spouse" and thus I'm not covered by Shawn's medical benefits, and I'm self-employed. At any rate, Shawn noticed a free cholesterol screening test offered at the MinuteClinic in downtown. So, I dutifully fasted and went. I'm not, as you know, terribly svelte, but I have been working out regularly so I had high hopes that my cholesterol would be if not good, then at least not horrible. Well, it wasn't good. I blame the fact that I was off my usual excercise routine the entire month of May and crappy eating habits. Before I go to my real doctor with the news, I thought I'd try it again after being back on the treadmill and cutting out some of the biggest offenders in my diet.

I was planning on going to the gym every day, but I need to figure out the timing of that. With the internet being so weird at Amore (which was ideally located between Mason's school and the gym,) I've been forced off-course to Cahoots these days, which is much closer to home than either the gym or the school. Also, I had an epiphany. Excercise is like acoholism. You can't just "go off the wagon" for a month and expect things to be easy. It's like starting all over. My body hurt in a way it hadn't since the first months. I was tired instead of enthused. The only good thing is that I know that if I keep it up, eventually it will become easier. But right now I'm only going every other day to ease back into it.

My fish are doing well. I'm ready to get a few more tetra for the upstairs tank. The four that are in there aren't schooling properly, and I think it's because they need a few more friends to feel safe. One of my more delicate plants gave up the ghost too, so I'm going to buy another couple plants and a few more tetra next time I get to the pet store. Of course, more plants means more snails, and I already have a million of those. I've actually been transplanting some of them to the other tanks. Goldfish (and shrimp) will eat snails, so I figure why waste the protein!?

Oh, and you'll never guess what I saw in my backyard the other day! A deer. Yes, a deer. I was taking out the garbage on Monday morning and talking to myself like I do when I'm in the middle of writing a book (which is always), and I startled a big mama deer who'd been eating the leaves off our sugar maple in the backyard. All I really saw was her butt springing away in a hurry, but I ran out into the street and asked a neighbor who was just getting out of his car if he's seen a deer. He said he saw it going "that'a way" and he pointed toward Snelling. My only hope is that the deer made it back to where ever it is she came from... Como? The airport? Despite being boxed in by several major streets (University, Fairview, Highway 94 and Snelling), my neighborhood gets a fair amount of wildlife, but usually it's confined to the urban variety: the usual birds (chickadee, nuthatch, "lbo" [little brown ones/house sparrows], slate-eyed juncos, cardinals, American goldfinch, purple finch, etc.), squirrel, rabbit, opposum (which I've only seen dead, alas,) and the ocassional Cooper's hawk/peregrine falcon. I've never seen evidence of anything bigger -- racoons or deer, until this week. It was startling, and a little unnerving. I wonder why deer have been pushed into the city. What habitat is going away? Is it all the empty farmland that's now being used because of the food shortage? I don't know, though I am pleased that she decided my yard was a good place to hang out.

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