joe and i just took a run in prospect park. he has done this many times since we have moved here and i just laugh at his silly face coming to and fro, dripping in sweat. well, my pants don’t fit. i feel lazy. i want to feel better about myself. so, we went for a run together today. the distance around the park is 3.2 miles. I DID IT! be proud, my babies. because ashley running, is a rare thing. i had joe leave me to do his own thing ten minutes into it, because i could tell he wanted to take off like the wind. but i kept my pride, and finished. i can’t lie, i almost drank out of a dirty puddle, killed a girl with rollerblades and went medieval on some biker’s hiney to get some wheels under my haggard ass. but, i did it. i must ask this, does the couple who exercise together, stay together? should we get matching outfits? and synchronize our playlists? i need to look into this. back at the muff right now, getting internet at home on wednesday! also, never order a smoothie at connecticut muffin. it’s nasty.
No one likes a lonely bed, right? I sure don’t. And, Well- I have no problem admitting here, on the internet, that yes- I am a total baby when it comes to being put to bed. I am 26 years old, and I still get that warm, fuzzy, lovey feeling when someone pulls the sheet up close to my face and kisses my forehead before I enter dream world. As a little girl, my parents and I had several Tuck in rituals (I’ll spare you, but they are darn cute) I always felt so special in my girly sheets and canopy bed, they always left my butterfly lamp on for me and I knew they would come back later to turn it off and make sure I was okay. I always felt so lucky when they were both home to wish me a goodnight. At sleepovers, I had a hard time getting comfortable without a kiss and tuck. That being said, I’ve never had a problem falling asleep and staying asleep (through mostly anything) BUT, I like to be sent on my way with well wishes.
Somehow, I lucked out with this man that I love- Joe. He insists on tucking me in! I am a pig in mud over this because its just perfect. No matter where we are, or who is around; when it’s time for Ashley to hit the hay, Joe is in tow; ready to tuck. We have been together two years now, and although I believe a relationship will always need effort and work- I also believe my lover boy doesn’t need to work any harder on knowing how his gal likes to sleep. He’s got it covered! (pun intended)
So, tell me girls, do you think you have your love’s sleeping routine down pat? Is there anything special that you do for your sleepy head to make sure they rest the way they need to? If not, work on it! I think they will be uber-excited and also maybe pay extra special attention to your pillows and blankies. Sleep is very important, and feeling good before you go to bed makes your time-off worthwhile.
The Holy Modal Rounders are a band that my Dad has loved for as long as I can remember. As he grew older and focused more on his own music, he ended up becoming quite good friends with the band. When I was in high school, they filmed a portion of their documentary in our basement. It was quite the scene, I wish I could back back and appreciate it fully as an adult. Steve Weber (picture, singing) used to attend our family holidays, as my Dad became a close friend. Peter Stampfel is still in touch, he just put out a record with Jeffrey Lewis (think, Moldy Peaches) The music makes me feel happy and strange. They were pioneers of the psychedelic folk scene.
[ our basement ]
A week ago I decided to start this blog. I figured it would be a fun way to document our move for family and friends, and also an excuse to organize and get the ball rollin. That was a week ago. I couldn’t find the time to even make a username until today. I can’t really seem to find time to do anything. Last week was my first day back at work after twelve days of traveling around Costa Rica. It was a rough first day, especially when I walked in and found out I wasn’t on a normal lunch shift, but really a closing lunch. This means I stay 2-3 hours longer then I would normally, but it was ok; I made some cash. Cash is something I really need since I spent way too much of it on our trip. My first week back was successful – after 42 hours on my feet I made a little less then what I would realistically need for my portion of a month’s rent in New York. It was reassuring because currently I am working in a beach town during winter season, so hopefully it will be better waitressing in New York. Today is my first day off since that day back, and my next day off is a week from Thursday. Lots of work.. big things ahead! – Ashley
(moved from tumblr)
this night i earned the most money during my career at frankies.
i hung out with joe afterward. we drank scotch, took this photo, ate buffalo chicken fingers i brought home from work, and took a dip in the pool. love summer in point pleasant. august 2009.