Last night I ran five miles. And I did 400 crunches. Plus I did two times my normal amount of reps of weights. And then, after all that, while walking through the kitchen to grab a glass of water, I saw Steve's discarded Time Magazine, lying face-up in the trash can with a cover that... Continue Reading →
Lust is all GET—Love is all GIVE
Everything is replaceable except the people you love. I think we all tend to forget in this rat race we call life that we're not running the hamster wheel to make money. We are, of course, making money, and probably not enough, but that isn't the reason we work. We work so we can have... Continue Reading →
A few of my favorite things:
My Nike + ipod sports kit that tracks my stats on my ipod while I work out. This could quite possibly be the greatest invention ever. Ever. This book has everything I would ever need to know in it. Everything. I have spent hours curled up with this book, and hope for many more hours... Continue Reading →
stolen moment
Usually married couples don't go on too many dates, but today Steve and I had a dual date. We went to a matinee movie, then tonight went out to dinner and to the Pete Yorn concert. I've never loved concerts. I have the CD already, what difference does it make to me? But Steve really... Continue Reading →
Vehicle flirting, Nalgene, Friday!
Driving to work today, I saw a few other people with their windows down. I always feel a connection with those drivers, because I know it means they also don't have air conditioning. There is no other explanation in 98º weather. I will let those drivers cut me off and I will smile because they're... Continue Reading →
Jacksons, Hamiltons, and Lincolns
What ever happened to cash?Remember this stuff? You used to receive it as a form of payment in birthday cards and after babysitting? Yeah, I used to love cash. I would make little envelopes and divide my meager earnings into them: presents, savings, my made-up club du jour's fund, etc. I saved fives and tens... Continue Reading →
my little man
Meet Tucker: Tucker is my (ok, our - whatever) 19-pound wriggly body of hair and tongue that most consider a dog. Sure, he looks like a dog, but he's more like a little human. He's like a ten month old child that understands certain words in conversation and is dying to interject, he just can't... Continue Reading →
life (re)cycles
Things I'm both too old and too young for(what we in the middle are missing):1. Eating at IHOP2. Being awake at 4:30 am3. Driving 20 mph outside of the speed limit4. Birthday cards with money5. Facial cremes6. Crocs7. Playing the piano8. Floral prints9. Being tested at the DMV10. Old Country Buffet11. Losing teeth12. Tea parties13.... Continue Reading →
endless rat race taking its toll
On days like this when I am cooped inside a cubicle staring out the window, I dream of life otherwise. I dream of waking up each morning, doing pilates, making breakfast, and reading. Then taking Tucker on a walk, write a bit. Run some errands. Run. Write. Repeat. Unbeatable. Instead, my cycle is more like... Continue Reading →
site hits, kioskmen, pretty bird
If you blog on Saturday nights, you're a diehard blogger. In that case, I am a blogging kingpin. But I do have cause to celebrate, for today I received my 1,000th viewer. If you want to get technical, it's more like I've had ten blog readers who have each viewed my blog 100 times, but... Continue Reading →
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