Autumn Ahoy!

I'm writing this at 5am on Saturday. I don't wanna be up so damn early, I've been averaging about 4-5 hours of sleep per night, which has me exhausted. I should be sleeping in, and the bed does look inviting.* But this time of year in Alaska translates to "Jen runs her ass off" because of all the summery activities that still need to be squeezed in before it's too late, and the ever-growing list of winter preps that's lurking at the edges of my brain. There's not enough time for ANYTHING lately, how can I waste it sleeping?

(OK, also, I have some kind of pinched nerve or something by my shoulderblade and yet another ear infection.)**


This picture is blurry, but such pretty colors!


The Chugach mountains, from a hillside in Birchwood.


Jasper and Smitty, still geigh for each other.


I want to write more about SBF, but it's so difficult. I don't want to get all mushy and disgustipating, and I've deleted huge chunks of babble already that OH MY LORD, SOMEONE STOP ME, NOBODY NEEDS TO READ THIS DRIVEL. I'll summarize the big stuffs: he's wonderful and treats me like I'm special and I. can't. get. enough. But it's the little things, the tiny surprises that pop out of rambling conversation (he gets obsessed with the Olympics too!) and the way he prepares supper, and how he walks with me through Target, and every day is like a new adventure and I wake up excited to talk to him some more, and SEE, OMG I'M GOING THERE AGAIN.




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**Stupid Q-tips, looking so damn inviting. I broke my addiction for the most part, but every couple months, I am compelled to grab a couple and DDDDDIIIIIIIGGGGG around. And then I get talked into a shower, where water ricochets into my ear, and I ran out of ear drops last night, on a stupid holiday weekend, so yeah. It's making me cranky.