The knowledge of knowing I have good friends.

It's an understatement really. I have great friends! Amazing! Marvelous! 

I know this because even after all the crap that has happened this month, my friends pull through and we have nights like last night. 

Not so bad: part two

So after my bus ride this morning. I ran a few errands. Play tickets. Library. Little things. 

I had a few hours to kill before the Argentina v. Netherlands game started, and new book from the library. It occurred to me that I should find a nice spot by the Poudre and read. Something nice and relaxing. Once I got riding up the trail to find a nice spot I realized, the last time I tried to take that part of the trail it was closed due to flooding. I had never been here. Where does it lead? What might I find if I continued?! Plus Juniper and I had been on an adventure ride since her make over. So away we went!

For about 6 miles out. It kept going, but by then Brandon had informed me that he was going to take a half day at work and join me for the FIFA match so I had to turn around and make my way back down town. I did see some nice stuff though. 

 By the time I met up with Brandon and we got to the pub I had ridden about 15 miles in all. With out water. Or sunscreen. 

Here is where I quote people who are much smarter that I :

"Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '99

Wear sunscreen

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it
The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists
Whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience "

I didn't even notice it at first but through out the match I was getting more and more uncomfortable. When the game resulted in a shoot out and I was one of three people in the crowded bar rooting for Argentina, the adrenaline was pumping and I was getting goosebumps. Then I knew. I knew for sure I was burnt. Burnt bad. 

Luckily my boyfriend is awesome and has been slathering me with aloe goo for hours. All in all, my day wasn't bad :) 

Not all that bad.

Its a nice morning as I sit at the bus station. The last few weeks have been ebbing and flowing right along. Some times good. Sometimes not so good. While my morning has been fairly pleasant so far, at least my mood has been on the up side, the events of the morning haven't been as such. 

That's how it's been lately. Unfortunate things, events, circumstances, have been occurring, but it hasn't been as crushing to me as similar events in the past have been. Maybe it's the abundance of friendly faces I have in my life. That's what I equate it to any ways. 

Last week I had the joy of spending the day with one, Desiree Samson. I don't think we've sat and caught up on things in probably about 8 years. Yes we kept in touch via facebook, texting and the occasional run-ins around town, but to sit  over a meal or a drink and really converse.. 

It had been a long while. It was long over due and I couldn't have been happier! During one of our long ramble filled, giggle inducing chats she asked about my move up to the mountainous state. I told her it was the best desicion I've ever made. Despite the misfortune I've had the last week or so, with various aspects of my life, I hold to what I said. Moving here was good for me. I think overall it's made me a more positive person. And while I deal with the various poo poos at least I'm around people who appreciate me and it's not 115 degrees. :)