Silence is Golden

Today's fortune in my fortune cookie said: Silence is the great teacher, and to learn its lessons you must pay attention to it.

Just before reading that fortune, I was telling Gene about how I've chosen to be silent recently, most particularly on Facebook. I used to post all kinds of things - whatever came to mind I would write about it. In the last few months, I've gotten quieter and quieter, only posting when I really feel that I can't keep my mouth shut. Which is more often than a lot of people I know, but minimal for me. Lots of changes have been going on in my life - all good - and at this point, I kind of want to keep them to myself. I've told a few choice friends about the awesome stuff that's happening, but I think its important to keep it quiet from most. Almost like I'd ruin my "secret" if I said something about it. None of the shit I'm keeping to myself is so phenomenal that you might shit your pants, but it's cool to me and could some day lead to bigger and better things with our films. So, for now, I hold the key to my silence.

In being silent, it has been pointed out to me that I've become distant. I've actually pissed off a few people because I've gotten quiet. But sometimes, a girl just needs to keep to herself. As I've gotten older and am now sitting in my early 30's (and will be in my early 30's until I reach 38, thank.you.very.much) I've come to realize that the mundane shit that I do just isn't that exciting for most people to hear/read about. I don't like hearing/reading about the mundane shit that most people do, so why the fuck would they want to hear about me? And THAT is why I've chosen to become silent. My life is not drama-worthy, there's some incredibly weird shit that happens in my life, but its nothing that anyone needs to worry their pretty little head about. I deal, and then I move on, and I choose not to tell people about it. I will however, share some mundane shit about my day. If you don't care, then fuck off and stop reading. ;-)

Last weekend, we drove 10 hours one-way to Glacier National Park in Montana. I have yet to look at the massive amounts of photos I took, but I can say right now that it was absolutely beautiful. We saw so much wildlife and walked through snow in September. It was such a wonderful place to visit and I hope to make it back there again soon. Our plan was to camp with my cousins for most of the weekend, and spend Sunday night with Gene's friend from high school. My cousins had to cut their trip short, so Gene and I actually had an entire weekend of camping to ourselves. We haven't had time alone in a LONG time. We have a great group of friends, but sometimes a married couple just needs to have some married couple time alone. Wanna know what we did with our time? WE SLEPT.

We spent most of Saturday with Gene's friend and his family, then had dinner with them on Sunday. I'm not one for kids, but I really connected with their two boys (6 & 3). I don't know what it was, but I got along great with those kids and we had a blast together. Doesn't make me want to have kids, but it certainly made the weekend much more bearable. ;-)

I am a pescetarian, meaning that I am a vegetarian who eats fish/seafood. I'll have to write about my reasons at another time - if I fucking feel like it. Our friends were such wonderful hosts that they made the most delicious Sunday dinner consisting of vegetables from their garden. I was in LOVE. Because of this amazing meal, and the connectedness that I felt with not only them, but their children, Gene and I have decided to try our own gardening again next year (this summer got away from us with all of our film projects), and in preps for that, we bought a compost bin today. In our usual fashion, we didn't do any research, bought the bin, made a vegetarian meal for dinner, and dumped all the extras into the bin. It was THEN that we decided to do our research...

It's not as easy as one might think, to compost. We have to make a layer of "brown" before we can even put our zucchini butts into the mix. So, Gene dug out our "greens" and now we're on a mission to collect all the newspaper that we can find. Which isn't much, because we don't read the paper. However, I have an entire file cabinet of old bills that's just waiting to be devoured. Tomorrow starts our attempts at making a compost pile. Until then, I'm enjoying finding all the things that can go into a compost pile - like cat hair. I think a few kitties are in need of being brushed... here kitty, kitty, kitty.

And, that was my day. Composting. Mundane. Boring. Don't you wish I'd stayed silent?