2016 was when Ryan and I both got our feet under ourselves again after having the girls. So we spent more time getting back to our own hobbies, getting more me-time again, and remembering who we were before having kids. It turns out we're still roughly the same people, just with a few new interests (i.e., all things kid-related ;) ).
Ryan is now back to playing on a pool league (along with countless hours practicing on his pool table at home, although he probably gets slightly less assistance from helpful little munchkins at the pool hall), and he goes skateboarding each Sunday morning. Meanwhile, I'm still going to yoga once a week, but now I am riding again too!
After riding fairly consistently since my "retirement" in 2002 (when my mare got a new home, I got rid of most of my horse stuff, and I was done with riding...which didn't even last a year before I found my way back to horses), I had only ridden once since breaking my riding lease in January 2011, when I was pregnant with Josie. And after living in this area for close to 20 years now, I finally admitted that perhaps I should be looking at other disciplines besides QH-style Western and hunt seat, since those just aren't that popular down here. So I bit the bullet and decided on dressage, which has been interesting and is probably going to be a good fit for me. I'm taking lessons once a week, and while it's been a bit of a challenge reconciling all the things I still have the muscle memory to do, all the things I learned when I last took lessons 20 years ago but that I have gotten rusty about, and all the things I don't yet know about dressage, it's been really good to be back riding again.
- a book written by someone when they were under the age of 25 - The Outsiders
- a book written by someone when they were over the age of 65 - God Help the Child
- a collection of short stories (same author or anthology) - Trigger Warning
- a book published by an indie press - A Girl is a Half-Formed Thing
- a book by or about someone who identifies as LGBTQ - Stone Butch Blues
- a book by a person whose gender is different from your own - Mystic River
- a book that someone else has recommended to you - Room
- a book that takes place in Asia - First They Killed My Father
- a book by an author from Africa - Purple Hibiscus
- a book that is by or about someone from an indigenous culture - Queen of Water
- a microhistory - Milk
- a YA novel - Daughter of Smoke and Bone
- a sci-fi novel - The Age of Miracles
- a romance novel - Outlander
- a National Book Award, Man Booker Prize, or Pulitzer Prize winner from the last decade - Salvage the Bones
- a book that is a retelling of a classic story - The Flight of Gemma Hardy
- an audiobook - America (The Book): A Citizen's Guide to Democracy Inaction
- a collection of poetry - milk and honey
- a book that was originally published in another language - The Shadow of the Wind
- a graphic novel, a graphic memoir or a collection of comics of any kind - The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
- a book that you would consider a guilty pleasure - A Beautiful Disaster (this was so terrible)
- a book published before 1850 - Pride and Prejudice
- a book published this year - When Breath Becomes Air
Ryan and I increased our date night frequency, so we're going out roughly once a month now, to at least get dinner by ourselves on occasion without anybody crying during it ;) Although the picture below did lead to tears, inadvertently - I had taken a picture of our dessert to show Josie, not thinking that of course she'd be upset at not getting said dessert (instead of being happy with just a picture of it? Not really sure what my plan was).
[A sound bar is about as good as a mantel]
One other big goal for 2016 was to go to a show. I had gone to lots of (pop) punk shows all through college, but then kind of tapered off as I decided I was too old for that nonsense. But as it turns out, the bands I like draw a slightly older demographic now, so I was in good company ;)
Knowing that I was going to go by myself (which I had never done before), and be up late probably on a work night, I had a very short list of bands that I would be willing to go see... and preferably not in DC, since I still do not like driving in the city. So one fine day over the summer, I saw two shows come up that fit the bill, and in a fit of nervous adrenaline, I bought tickets to both of them :)
So I went to see Bad Religion at the Fillmore in Silver Spring (which was probably the best venue I've been to). I have listened to them since high school but somehow had never seen them before, and it was just awesome as it all started to come back to me just how much I love live music - I think I had a big grin on my face the whole time :) Bad Religion was great, but I actually came away super impressed with the opening band, so now I'm in the midst of an Against Me! obsession.
The second show was actually a two-fer - Less Than Jake was playing two consecutive nights of full-album shows... of my two favorite albums... 5 hours away from where I live (!). But I love those two albums (Losing Streak and Hello Rockview), and I've seen LTJ a bunch of times, and it just seemed right. So I got a hotel right on the beach (super cheap in November, it turns out!) and went to both shows, working during the day with this view:
It turns out Virginia Beach is pretty fun, even as a solo traveler in the off-season. I decided to avoid using my car once I got to the hotel, so the first night I walked over to a great seafood restaurant, and the second day I walked (perhaps a little too far) to a restaurant called "Commune", which was all locally-sourced, really awesome food. The weather was pretty mild out despite it being November, so on my way back to my hotel room with my bag of takeout from Commune, I even sat on the beach for a while and watched the waves come in.
The shows themselves were good, although I have to say I was second-guessing my decision during the first show, where I rather stupidly was front center, which is a very rough place to be for these types of shows. And yet for some reason I couldn't bring myself to just... move?? So instead I got shoved around, constantly fought to keep my footing as the crowd surged back and forth, watched for circle pits opening up behind me so I could shove people back in while not getting pulled in myself... all while trying to keep an eye out for crowd-surfers about to land on my head.
[LTJ, second night]