High Wind Warning
It is Sunday afternoon in Las Vegas and a high wind warning is currently in effect until at least 10 this evening. It is windy indeed, I texted a friend earlier and said that there is a freakin' storm outside. The roof is about to come off on the house it sounds like and the windows are rattling.
I already ventured outside today, got latte, went to Silverado Ranch park for a walk with Chhaya and Town Square Whole Foods to get something to eat. I am staying in until later, if I go outside a flying tree branch might come crashing down on me and cause permanent damage or a traffic light beam might fall on top of the car......who knows. Actually the traffic beam falling on my car might be a good thing, I could sue the city then and become an instant millionaire. But I would have to be unharmed, well some broken bones would be worth it, just NO damage to my face (it is priceless) and Chhaya could definitely not even have a hair out of place.
A friend of mine is sick so I made some ginger lemonade yesterday and forced them to drink it, I had some too. It actually wasn't bad. You need ginger root, lemon, honey (all organic preferably) and I also added cinnamon and some turmeric. Cut up the ginger, add the rest, pour some boiling water over it all, let it steep and then drink the brew. That bottle is a drink I got for my friend, the more fluids the better when you have a cold or the flu. So I've heard. Ginger smells really yummy and refreshing when you cut it into small pieces.
So I thought I would tell you about last night, it was Saturday and I am in Las Vegas - also known as Sin City or Lost Wages. But I will talk about my night in a questionnaire style that I borrowed from a magazine to make it more fun.
Some older gentleman named Bill Nye, I do not know who he is, talked about his exciting evening and I will do the same and tell you about mine. I think his night was more eventful than mine actually. I am such a fogbone. A fogbone, for those of you who don't know, is a boring person. You can be a fogbone at any age but I find that people 30 plus have more fogbone tendencies. That is when the boring starts setting in. OMG, when I was a teenager and in my 20's (in Sweden that is) I would had NEVER stayed home on the weekend! NO WAY. I was out clubbing at least once a week, sometimes three. Now.....laying in bed with Chhaya, drinking hot tea with lemon and reading is way more appealing but then again, I go to Burning Man. Clubs in Vegas (the clubs here have been shitty for years) are so boring and lame compared to Burning Man and I much rather stay at home and read than go to some smoky bar because I don't drink and I don't want unwanted and annoying attention from amorous men. It is so exhausting. Anyhow.
Here is Tati's night at home.
I watched....Nothing. I was reading. Blogs and magazines (Time and The Atlantic).
I listened to....The radio. Talk radio 840 AM.
I played....Nothing. No YouTube music videos for me last night.
I googled....(hmmmm let me check my browser history), Hot springs in Nevada and the Navy Seals. Maybe I should join the Navy Seals? If I do I will be the only woman in the Seals, I will make history and kick ass. But I can barely do a push up......maybe they can make an exception for me?
I laughed at....I don't remember. I'm a fogbone with bad memory.
I FaceTimed with....I don't FaceTime.
I called....Nobody. Texted with some friends.
I reorganized....Got some papers ready for my taxes.
And that was it. Looks like tonight might be similar to last night. But you never know, I am in Sin City after all. Who knows, I might get inspired, take a shower, throw on something SEKSI and go down to the Red Rooster or something.
I already ventured outside today, got latte, went to Silverado Ranch park for a walk with Chhaya and Town Square Whole Foods to get something to eat. I am staying in until later, if I go outside a flying tree branch might come crashing down on me and cause permanent damage or a traffic light beam might fall on top of the car......who knows. Actually the traffic beam falling on my car might be a good thing, I could sue the city then and become an instant millionaire. But I would have to be unharmed, well some broken bones would be worth it, just NO damage to my face (it is priceless) and Chhaya could definitely not even have a hair out of place.
A friend of mine is sick so I made some ginger lemonade yesterday and forced them to drink it, I had some too. It actually wasn't bad. You need ginger root, lemon, honey (all organic preferably) and I also added cinnamon and some turmeric. Cut up the ginger, add the rest, pour some boiling water over it all, let it steep and then drink the brew. That bottle is a drink I got for my friend, the more fluids the better when you have a cold or the flu. So I've heard. Ginger smells really yummy and refreshing when you cut it into small pieces.
So I thought I would tell you about last night, it was Saturday and I am in Las Vegas - also known as Sin City or Lost Wages. But I will talk about my night in a questionnaire style that I borrowed from a magazine to make it more fun.
Some older gentleman named Bill Nye, I do not know who he is, talked about his exciting evening and I will do the same and tell you about mine. I think his night was more eventful than mine actually. I am such a fogbone. A fogbone, for those of you who don't know, is a boring person. You can be a fogbone at any age but I find that people 30 plus have more fogbone tendencies. That is when the boring starts setting in. OMG, when I was a teenager and in my 20's (in Sweden that is) I would had NEVER stayed home on the weekend! NO WAY. I was out clubbing at least once a week, sometimes three. Now.....laying in bed with Chhaya, drinking hot tea with lemon and reading is way more appealing but then again, I go to Burning Man. Clubs in Vegas (the clubs here have been shitty for years) are so boring and lame compared to Burning Man and I much rather stay at home and read than go to some smoky bar because I don't drink and I don't want unwanted and annoying attention from amorous men. It is so exhausting. Anyhow.
Here is Tati's night at home.
I watched....Nothing. I was reading. Blogs and magazines (Time and The Atlantic).
I listened to....The radio. Talk radio 840 AM.
I played....Nothing. No YouTube music videos for me last night.
I googled....(hmmmm let me check my browser history), Hot springs in Nevada and the Navy Seals. Maybe I should join the Navy Seals? If I do I will be the only woman in the Seals, I will make history and kick ass. But I can barely do a push up......maybe they can make an exception for me?
I laughed at....I don't remember. I'm a fogbone with bad memory.
I FaceTimed with....I don't FaceTime.
I called....Nobody. Texted with some friends.
I reorganized....Got some papers ready for my taxes.
And that was it. Looks like tonight might be similar to last night. But you never know, I am in Sin City after all. Who knows, I might get inspired, take a shower, throw on something SEKSI and go down to the Red Rooster or something.
