I Didn't Know There Was Such a Holiday, but Whereas I Am Not a Known Taco-Maker, I Submitted and Gave It a Shot. Tacos it Was.

Yesterday, September 4th, was National Taco Day. I count on one hand the number of times I've attempted to make tacos and I made the decision that I'd go for it after mowing the lawn, running, walking, vacuuming, mopping, and listening to more Scythe. I perused the fridge, sized up what I needed, and made arrangements. Tacos, both with chicken and vegetarian, were had.

I'm also new to the Guac game, but I've made it more often than tacos. I was overall impressed with the result of an evening dinner - not bad for something innovative (tacos? innovative? really?) on a Sunday, especially in celebration of a holiday I never knew existed. We have to get our weekends in as much as we possibly can, especially as the colder temperatures come our way. 

I'll be honest. I don't want another Monday. I want, instead, to continue hiking long distances so I can finish Neil Shusterman's first book of his trilogy. In explaining to others, I realize what a crazy man I sound like, but it really is invigorating. I love the book.

Okay, but it is Monday. My focus needs to shift on planning, organizing, writing, and implementing. I got ahead on several other items for the month so I can dig into the bigger stuff today I've wanted to pay attention to - and will. Yes, I am lured by the book, but I will use it as an award for accomplishing other tasks.

I am also hoping it is the last time of the season for a mowed lawn. We've been rather rainless this year, so most of the lawn is dried out already, and I've already cut back the perennials in anticipation for next Spring, when I will relocate and redesign the backyard. Ah, the winter months. Who knew they would come back to us so soon?

Blink. Blink. Blink. Middle age. It all goes too fast.