May was the one with ALL THE THINGS. It was going places and doing things and running races and, really, ALL THE THINGS.
The best of May was running two 5ks over the course of a single Saturday. It was watching a friend set a personal record, running with friends, and completing a course I once couldn’t. It was morning runs and night runs and thinking about my next running goals.
The best was cats, like it always is, and dogs who love to snuggle. It was more days with the windows open, it was singing in the shower, in the car and on the treadmill. It was rediscovering my balcony & finding time to write. It was birthdays and bonfires. It was laughing so hard I almost cried.
The best was eating all the tacos and then all the nachos. It was cold beers, and whiskey drinks and wanting to be outside. It was blue suede heels, Bloggers in Sin City, and Vegas.
It was staring contests and frozen hot chocolate, bloody marys, breakfast and brunch. The best was happy hours and open bars and being a VIP. The best was the first hugs, the weekend stretched out before us. It was naps and pool time and nachos. It was blueberry vodka drinks, whiskey, wearing dresses, talking Army, and slumber parties. It was going out with my favorite people, looking our best. It was blogger run club and day sequins, becoming Snow White, and being my best self. It was dancing and cupcakes and talking about politics and religion. It was saying goodbye, knowing that it wasn’t the real end.
The best of May was feeling so incredibly loved, throwing myself into being me and deciding to make changes. It was planning for bigger things, and encouraging house guests. It was my 10 year Army anniversary.
It was going to Alabama to spend Memorial Day weekend with Andrew at the beach. It was hamburger and peanut butter pie and sunburn. It was tough runs and sunshine, sharing a bed and making use of the mini bar. It was Parks & Rec, and Arrested Development, and planning for the next part. It was white sand and outlet malls, food trucks and getting day drunk.
The best was bird friends, while they were around, sunsets and everything in bloom. It was finally doing house things after putting them off for way too long, and spending the last nights of May in comfort. It was the Greek festival, and rain storms, and so many friends. It was lazy cats, gyros, tomato plants and cats who don’t understand hiding.
May is almost always one of the best.