Delimma...

Hmmm... Last night I ran 6 miles. Ok, I definitely would not call that particularly attempt "running". More like a fast hobble.

The middle 4 miles were supposed to be run at about my race pace I have set for this half marathon. Well, let's say last night didn't go so well. Which part of my brain says is ok - not every run is going to go great. But the problem is - it went really badly!

How does one get home after a 6 mile run and feel like a lead weight, fat, gross and uncoordinated?? Aren't I supposed to feel GOOD after a run - especially SIX MILES!! ('cuz folks, that's a lot for me!)

So, remember that fancy, dancy expensive Garmin I bought? Well it has this great little feature that allows you to have it alarm, vibrate or both. I had it set up to do both. Notice the "HAD"...

So I had programmed my little workout in the watch for last night. Cool, eh? I thought so.
First mile - no pace (warm up)
miles 2-5 - pace between 9:04 and 9:10
Last mile - no pace (cool down)

So I beebopped down the street to my first mile. I was feeling tight, sluggish. I didn't worry -I just needed to warm up! Then the watch beeped and vibrated to let me know I was "on" for the next 4 miles. I picked up the speed but it was like I was running through molasses. I'd glance at the watch every once in a while.
9:15
9:22
9:20
9:25

Not my target by far. But I figured it was better to go the whole distance slow than to stop it altogether. I was just having a serious "off" night!

I'm concentrating on trying to get my pace up. My knees are starting to get sore (not hurt, mind you) and the outsides of my shins are burning. (don't know what that is! not shin splints!) I feel my watch vibrate (can't hear it due to the ipod...) I figure I finished mile 2.

10 seconds later it vibrates again. I glance down to see the face lite up. I see my pace has dropped to 9:39. But in my oxygen deprived state I can't determine why it's vibrating. I figure sometimes it beeps/ vibrates as I'm approaching a marker. Like it'll beep every 100 feet the last 500 feet of the mile. I just figured that's what it was doing.

I keep running. 10 seconds later it's vibrating again.

I keep running. 10 seconds later it's vibrating again.

...repeat for a mile and a half!

I'm getting P-I-S-T, pissed! I know I'm jogging slow, I'm tired, I'm cranky. I'm mad that this run is turning into such a ball-o-crap! I just want to get home. So why in the HELL is my watch "yelling" at me!!!!

I'm so mad at the watch I'm really thinking of taking it off an chucking it in the lake. Really.

Then I remembered how much I paid for it...

I finally look down and really focus on what it's trying to tell me.

That bastard!! It's flashing a box in the middle that says:

RUN FASTER!

Well screw you, Garmin! I'm trying my damnedest. I don't need you to throw it back in my face!!

Yes folks, the WATCH was telling me to run faster. Apparently it has some time cushion built in based on the pace you want to run. It will tell you to either "slow down" or "run faster"!! Let's say I usually don't see the "slow down" screen often...

Well, now that I see what it's saying I'm SUPER PIST! I finally stop my run, right there in the middle of the road, and start going through the menus to turn the frickin' vibration off. I've had it. AND I still have 3 miles left!

The rest of the run I was MORE cranky and MORE sluggish. I swear I just gained 40 pounds in the middle of the run. But I did finish. I walked into the house all cranky.

I thought running six miles was supposed to make you feel good!!!!

Help from a friend

Neda's been reading my posts and I'm pretty sure laughing at me!! It's ok, I can handle it! : )

But to show what a great friend she is she has tried to help my Twilight obsession. Check this out.

Yes, Neda. Hugh will do just nicely! Thanks!!!!

Reality Check

Ok, y'all know I'm a Twilight groupie. And I'm really starting to have doubts as to whether I'm going to stay on "Team Edward"... "Team Jacob" is lookin' mighty hot these days!!!

But let's get real. The kid that plays Jacob is only 17. So moving to "Team Jacob", although all just-for-fun to begin with, still seems a little creepy seeing as how I could technically be his mother.

Ewwww... that last statement sent me over the holy-shit-I'm-getting-old edge!

Ok, what was I sayin'? Oh, right. Taylor Lautner is only 17. Which is also why I think they haven't made a "Jacob is a WILF" shirt, in my opinion.

But I digress. again.

I was scrolling through tmz.com today ('cuz I have nothing better to do) and was readin' up on my latest gossip.

Did you know that Taylor Swift and Taylor Lautner appear to have gone on a date or two?!?!

Oh sorry... "something shiny..." (as she points in the opposite direction and gets distracted. AGAIN!)

So, on this site they actually have a countdown ticker with a picture of Taylor L. that says
"XXX Days: XXHours : XXMinutes: XX Seconds until 18 & legal"!!

Even I recognize that's gross.
WAY over the top!

Somebody quick - get me a photo of Hugh Jackman... or at least someone more appropriate for me to swoon over!!

As promised...

I promised some pictures of our wine outting. Here they are!!

Aunt "Martha", Lossie, me and Aunt "Newlywed"



Here we are with a picture of our "Driver"... ; ) The hubby was great!!

Here is a picture off the backporch of one of the wineries.

And here is our famously "fun" picture... the end of the day!!

IT strikes again!!

I hate to complain about our IT department. Because I really like the guys that are our "Corporate IT". But the two yahoos I have to deal with for our "Company IT".... let's just say they leave a LOT to be desired.

Like today....

I think I mentioned they had to reinstall my OS on my "new" computer about a month ago. So today I got a request from a sales rep that required me to reference something in my archived emails.

To make a LONG story short (and to keep me from telling the story again, thus probably causing me to have an aneurysm) all I will say is that the IT f*&%er erased all my archived emails.

That was over two years worth of info. (shakes her head in disbelief...)

Family Weekend

This past weekend my Aunt Newlywed, Aunt Martha Stewart and cousin Lossie came to visit!!!! I was SSSOOOOO excited! None of them have ever come to just visit me!!

Ok, I must explain the nicknames...

Lossie - that's been the 'cuz's nickname at her house forever.

Aunt Newlywed - she's just been remarried for 3 or 4 years. (less than me and the hubby!!)

Aunt Martha - as long as I remember she's always had the perfect Martha house and entertains just as fancy!! ; ) This IS a compliment.

Hmmm... what to do with guests that are here only from Friday night thru Sunday??

Wine trail, of course!

Us + wine = serious entertainment!!!

Aunt Martha-ism: well, it's carved in concrete!!

(This is the same aunt that coined "well,, it's just water over the bridge!")

I can't post lots of the really funny conversations - I promised I wouldn't. But let's just say that Aunt NW had to give Aunt Martha quite the education!!!! I think my Uncle would die if he knew what his wife learned this weekend!!!! : )

So Saturday we did wine all day and BBQ for dinner. Unbeknownst to me it was parents weekend at the university so we waited TWO HOURS for a table at the BBQ place. But if you come here to visit you must eat there. It's rated the best BBQ in the USA!!!

On Sunday we just hung out at the house and....

....watched Twilight!!!!!

Yes, I introduced the fam to my obsession. Luckily Lossie seems to think RPatz is as sexy as I do. But something about him scared my aunts... Aunt NW kept asking me what was going to happen and commentating through the whole thing. Aunt Martha kept making fun of Kristen Stewart. I'm not sure either of them really watched the movie!! (although in my defense they asked to watch it - I didn't push it on them)

Note to self - don't watch a movie with the aunts....

Also I got to hear a lot of family stories that I'd never heard before. Aunt NW is 4 years younger than my mom and Aunt Martha is about 6 years older than my mom. So I got to hear some stories they remember growing up in a rural area of WV. It's very interesting!!

I had a great time and I'm really glad they came to visit. And I want to thank my fabulous hubby for chauffeuring us around the wine trail and just putting up with us otherwise for the weekend.

Pictures to follow...

Running in the rain

Now that it's getting darker earlier I find myself doing my runs in the dark. And as it happened last night - in the rain.

I have a dilemma that I need to solve soon. I don't have great running stuff for the dark. This could obviously pose a potential safety hazard. I've been looking into reflective gear. I'm partial to a hat I found and a jacket/ vest thingy. I know they make those reflective bibs but I just can't bring myself to wear it.

No offense to anyone who has one - but due to certain family stories those reflective bibs reminds of a grandpa. Apparently the hubby's grandfather did (and apparently still does) put reflective tape on EVERYTHING. My M-I-L loves to complain that her dad covered her bike in that stupid reflective tape growing up. (although I do agree that's a complain-able offense...) The hubby said grandpa once showed up with a new Honda with reflective tape on the front and back bumpers.

Ok, a bike I can kinda understand. But a CAR?!?!

So that's why I think the bibs are a bit grandparent-y.

The gear that I use now for running in the dark - a white long sleeve Under Armor shirt. Not reflective or anything - just the only light-colored item I own. The hubby also had me attach a blinking red light to the back of my baseball hat. That's getting really close to covering my in reflective tape - but I didn't complain.

I have found that running neighborhoods in the dark can be hazardous in other ways. The asphalt is sketchy in some places. I swear I almost turned my ankle once because it was dark and I couldn't see the cracked pavement in front of me. So last night I decided, in addition to my blinking red light on the back, to put a white light on the front. The only one I could find was the hubby's headlamp that he uses for reading in bed. ('cuz we're too trashy to actually purchase reading lamps...)

I had already run in the dark earlier this week so my white top was dirty. So I was in black shorts and a black long sleeved top. Hence the reason I decided I needed a bit more lighting on my person.

I'm sure I was a sight to see. In all black, as though I'm looking to burglarize some place. With a baseball hat on with a headlamp on the front - pointing as much as possible to the ground. When drivers then saw me in their rear view mirror they were greeted with my blinking red light from behind.

Oh. and it was raining. Apparently harder than I originally thought. There's a piece of my run between neighborhoods were I have to run on a busy road for a quarter mile. (thank goodness it has a wide shoulder!) Since I'm a considerate runner I run against traffic. Cars were passing me splashing up rainwater all over the front of me.

Not long before I got home I realized when I ride my bike in these conditions my bike is covered in gross road grime. (think dead animal bits and such). And then it occurred to me...

GROSS!!! I was covered in road grime!!

Ugh!! all over my face!!!

Yeah - I was spitting all the way home. I scrubbed my face as soon as I got in the house.

I gotta figure out a way to keep all that grossness out of my mouth and face.

Worried about the cold

Everyone is worried about Cabby getting cold with her new 'do. So I bought her a teeny tiny doggie sweater - 'cuz they don't make cat sweaters. But I think her butt is still cold...

Weekend fun

As you may know I have a cat, Cabby. She's getting old (about 14-ish) and is mostly, not completely, blind. She's also a tiny five pound, long haired cat....

For most of her life she was able to keep herself well-groomed with little to no help from me. As she started getting older she would get some knots in her fur. Usually she'd sit and let me brush/ cut them out if they were too much for her to handle.


The past year or so she's become much less tolerant of this grooming ritual. She might let me start to cut out a knot and then she bolts. I think it's mostly due to her eyesight. She can't see much and will hold still for me but as soon as she "thinks" another cat or dog is approaching she wants to go. Usually there is no other animal near. Ok, maybe she's going senile...


Regardless, the knots have been getting worse. I found one on her lower chest that was bound pretty tightly to her skin. I tried to cut it out but she wasn't having any of it. (I have these sharp, small sewing scissors that allow me to cut bits through and through the knot until I've released it without any harm to her.) On top of the one her chest she was starting to get many started on her back. She refused to sit still to let me gently brush those.


I'm certain they were bothering her - at least the one on her chest. It was literally bound right to the skin. That can't be comfortable. She I called KVeg to bring over her animal clippers. We had to get to the bottom of this.


So, between me, KVeg, two towels, clippers, closed in my bedroom and an hour later, we got this:





Don't laugh. I am convinced that she is happier now without the skin-tugging knots. The hubby is not convinced. She does look a bit pathetic... But I laugh every time I see her. However I am happy to report that she seems fine with it. (Don't worry - there are plenty of warm places for her to hide in our house...)

Friday Funny

The Black Bra (told by a woman)

I had lunch with 2 of my unmarried friends. One is engaged, one is a mistress and I have been married for 20+ years. We were chatting about our relationships and decided to amaze our men by greeting them at the door wearing a black bra, stiletto heels and a mask over our eyes. We agreed to meet in a few days to exchange notes.

Here's how it all went.

My engaged friend:
The other night when my boyfriend came over he found me with a black leather bodice, tall stilettos and a mask. He saw me and said, 'You are the woman of my dreams. I love you.' Then we made passionate love all night long.

The mistress:
Me too! The other night I met my lover at his office and I was wearing a raincoat, under it only the black bra, heels and mask over my eyes. When I opened the raincoat he didn't say a word but he started to tremble and we had wild sex all night.

Then I had to share my story:
When my husband came home I was wearing the black bra, black stockings, stilettos and a mask over my eyes. When he came in the door and saw me he said, 'What's for dinner, Batman?'

Oh, where do I start??

This past week I was in Hot-lanta for a wonderfully exciting trade show. (insert sarcasm here....) Monday my company had a holiday - but I didn't. I was on a plane. Fun, fun.

Well I'm not sure where to start describing this adventure - so you're just going to get it in chronological order.

Trying to get anywhere on a plane these days requires the patience and understanding of a celibate priest in a strip club. I was supposed to land at 2 which gave me plenty of time to check into the hotel and get the booth set up at the trade show before the show floor at the convention center closed at 5. Well, our plane was delayed due to weather so they announced we had a 2 hour delay. With that kind of time I decided to trot my rear end up to the "lounge" (aka: US Air Club. My company pays for a membership for manager for just this occasion...) sit down, get a cup-o-joe and read my new "The Lost Symbol" from Dan Brown. No sooner did I get comfy with my cappuccino was there an announcement in the club.

SURPRISE!! The flight to Atlanta decided to board NOW!!!

So me and two other guys hoofed it back down to the gate. We were the last three on board. As we were getting our our boarding passes the attendant said that we were still not scheduled to leave until almost two hours later. But they have a plane coming in that needed to use the gate. So they were forced to board everyone just to have us taxi out and sit on the tarmac until they got the clear to go.

Really. We sat out on the frickin' tarmac for over an hour.

After that fun delay I ended up having to go straight to the convention center to set up to ensure I was in and out before 5. Man - you have never seen me hustle like that! A newly-minted-wife friend of mine TPS was due to pick me up at 6 to meet for dinner. Luckily I had enough time to jump in the shower because I was DISGUSTING! I was sweaty from rigging up the booth and covered in a general "travel grime" that one accumulates when traversing our country's fine airports.

Now I should mention that I was gone for 4 days and only took a carry on. I only bring basics. One way I cut down is that I only bring one "real" bra. (I also had sports bras for running...) What I didn't count on was getting all sweated up in it while being in a hurry to erect the booth. I got out of the shower and went to put my bra back on only to realized the bottom band had a one inch WET sweat stain around the bottom!! (going up into the overly zealous padding too!) So here I am standing neckid' in my hotel room the bra hanging on the towel hook on the back of the bathroom door using the hairdryer to dry my bra.

I know what you're thinking - I should have just worn a sports bra.

No can do. These "real" bras of mine really set the girls up and out. It was imperative that I wore THIS bra.

So here is where I want to apologize to TPS. Little did she know I was wearing a completely grossed out bra all during dinner. I hope that now knowing this she isn't too terribly offended...

By the way - Congrats on getting married TPS!!! ; )

During the days of the show I encountered many funny things. Unfortunately there really aren't many that I can accurately portray in my blog for you to get the same effect. Suffice it to say - trade shows are great places to people watch.

I thought you should know - JD owns a slip.

It just occured to me on this trip . I have one skirt that isn't lined. When I wear it in the winter it always sticks to my tights so I went out and bought a slip just for it. When I was getting dressed one morning for the show and put it on I had to laugh. 1) I can't remember the last time I had a slip in my possession and 2) I'm still flabbergasted that I own one.

There was one incident at the booth that I can tell...

As you know, New Yorkers (specifically the NYC and surrounding area, including NJ) are famous for being so inexcusably rude. I'd like to clarify here that I was primarily raised in the Midwest....

I was working the booth and these two guys came up. Their badges said they hailed from Staten Island. So, trying to make conversation I said, "Staten Island, eh? I'm from NY too!" (me smiling from ear to ear, pointing to the city on my name badge.)

One guy looked up at me and said (in a tone that was a mob boss with his best 'I-don't-give-a-shit' snarl) "Yeah? Good for you." and returned to looking at the product on the table.

Ok then. Fuck you and get away from my table, asshole.

And New Yorker's can't understand why they get a bad rap?!?!?

To make matters worse I went back to the hotel to continue reading my book. I turned the page and found this:

Yep - a big fat hole in the middle of the page of my new hard cover $30 book!!!!

Oh, I'm not done. I still had to get home from Atlanta. I might have mentioned that air travel is a bit of a chore these days....

Here is the shortest version of the long tale of getting home.

Facts:

- coincidentally the boss and I are on the same flights home. Leave ATL around 5:30pm. to Philly and then a flight that get us home around 9:45pm.

- We leave the convention center with plenty of time to get to the airport, eat, waste some time etc. We end up arriving at the airport between 2:30 and 3pm.

- fate decided that we were NOT going to be on those flights. But fate forgot to inform the two of us...

While the boss and I are eating I get a message telling me my flight is late, therefore I'm going to miss my connection, call the airline to make changes. Ok. So I call and while I'm on the phone get them to change the boss' too.

We go to the gate to get new boarding passes. We're told they oversold the flight in order to get us on so they can't assign seats yet. Until they can assign seats they can't print our connection boarding passes. Great.

We sit and wait. and wait...

Announcement: "Your flight is delayed. If you have a connection before 7pm come up for reassignment." Whew - our connection is at 10:15pm so we will be fine.

We wait. and wait...

Announcement: "Your flight is delayed longer. If you have a connection before 8 come to the desk to get reassigned." And then they proceed to rattle of a long list of names - ours being two of them.

We get in line because we're guessing that we're getting seat assignments since so many people aren't going to be on this plane after all. We get to the desk and the boss and I each hand him our tickets since we're on the same flights. He sees my name and my destination city and asks where I live there. He used to live here years ago but now resides in Atlanta. Turns out he went to high school with my husbands aunt! He lived in a house behind them growing up!!

Small world. We walked away with seats for our first leg of the trip and first class seats for the longer second leg! I know you know this - but it pays to know people.. ; )

So we sit back down and wait. and wait...

Announcement: "Your flight is delayed even longer. Good luck suckers!"

Our only option is to wait for this flight and go to Charlotte (oh, did I mention we're going thru Charlotte now?!?!) and if we miss our connection to grab hotel rooms there. So we board the plane and they taxi out. While on the tarmac the pilot comes on the intercom and announces they decided to delay planes due to weather. (again) We hope to get off the ground in about an hour....

Are you frickin' kidding me?!?!? We proceed to sit on the tarmac. again.

SO - we finally take off. While in the air they tell us "We'll be landing at gate B." First good news of the night - our connection is in gate B. This is important because we're going to be cutting this close.

Our wheels touch down at 10pm. Our connection is at 10:15. I'm already resigning myself to the idea of spending the night in Charlotte.

Announcement: "If you're connecting to Providence, Minneapolis or Julie's city, they have put a 10 minute hold on your planes. You need to deplane here and go DIRECTLY to your gate as fast as possible."

Here we go.

By the time I get off the plane the boss is no where in sight. I'm looking around to orient myself with the concourse to see which way I need to run. That's when I realize we're not in B, we're in C!!

I have to now SPRINT down the length of C, through the middle common area of the airport and partly down the length of B. Essentially - ACROSS THE AIRPORT.

...with my computer book bag on my back smacking around because I didn't have enough time to pull the straps tight.

...pulling my suitcase. Thank god for roller bags!!

I round the corner and see the gate and the boss getting ready to walk down the jetway.

WE MADE IT!!!

(In my defense the boss was sitting much more towards the front of the plane than I and got a considerable head start....)

I settle into my first class seat and....

...sit on the tarmac for another hour.

I'm not kidding.

We touched down at home at 1am this morning.

I'm exhausted.

So don't expect me to be on the computer much this weekend. I'll be sleeping.

Fall in NY

During the fall and winter I always feel like I'm pooing on this place where I temporarily reside. (Yes, I consider 5 years temporary as in "I'm not going to live here forever". )

If you're not aware we get LOTS of snow here during the winter - which isn't necessarily bad. What is terrible - we have almost no sun. This is one of the least sunny places in the US. I've said it a million times - I can handle snow. I cannot handle no sun. It depresses me somethin' fierce. Every year we've been here I get in a terrible funk when the weather starts to change. I know it's the lack of sun and not the snow. Want to know how I know? Because I used to live in CO where there is plenty of snow AND sun!

Now I don't necessarily have to move back to CO to be appeased. But I eventually will need a change of scenery. But that time isn't right now. So, since I'm here for the time being I decided to focus on the good things that we have here. This is also a reminder to me to actually DO these things and not let the seasons pass me by without indulging.

- We have the 37th annual Lafayette Apple Festival this weekend! The hubby and I went last year and I had a great time eating apple "things" and drinking cider. It's just a beautiful ride out in the country too.
- In the event I can't make it out to the festival this year we also have quite the array of "apple places" around here to go apple picking. Some have great little gift shops too.
- Talking about apples got me thinking about baking. And I have already started "feeling" fall. I've made four different soups in the past 2 weeks (and fed not only the hubby and I for a few days at a time but my office as well.) So at least if the weather outside is rainy or some other version of sucky I can always stay inside and bake. (or cook)
- I have family coming to visit in 2 weeks - so I'm taking them to the Finger Lakes Wine region, of course!!
- When the snow starts falling I hear we actually have some ski places about 30 minutes away. That's much closer than it took me to get to the slopes in CO! The hubby and I went skiing once winter before last. Unfortunately I don't think he's very fond of it anymore. I guess that just means I'll have to head out by myself! ('cuz none of my other friends around here ski either...)
- Speaking of great outdoor sport areas - I hear we have great places to snowshoe too. I've only tried that once before out in CO... but why not give it a whirl again?!?!
- Ok, back to something that I can do sans snow.... I haven't gone mountain biking all year (or last year, or the year before...) If the rains stops for a bit before the snow comes I already have a place picked out to hit the trail.
- Speaking of rain - we've had LOTS of it lately. I don't mix well with cold rain. So I have plenty of things to do around the house instead. Like an ass-load of yarn that has yet to be knitted into something useful. And I really do think it's time for me to move on from scarves...
- And I've already made a list of things to do this winter. Such as paint a bunch of rooms and actually purchase frames and hang things on the walls. Yes, we've lived here over 5 years and I still don't have anything hanging on any walls save a large mirror in the hall.

Looking back on this list I think I have plenty of things listed to do. But if you know of anything I've missed let me know!!!!

Make up your mind already!!

The weather here has been strange! Tuesday and today it's been sunny and in the low 60's. Yesterday - in the 40's with rain and wind gusts up to 50 mph. Power had been knocked out in places and the hubby even cancelled practice. I even came home to the golf umbrella by the back door. Apparently prissy-pee-pee-pants wouldn't go outside to do her business in the rain...

Is the end near?!?!?!?

Of course it's worked out for me so far as I run on Tuesdays, Thursdays, Fridays and Sundays. So I had a great day Tuesday and today looks like a winner too. It does make it hard to sit in this office, though...

So much for a hiatus...

Well, I thought I wouldn't be blogging much in the next two weeks - but I changed my mind. At least for today.

I've been noticing really dry skin patches on my cheeks. This usually happens in the winter- but it's not winter here yet. I think it might be from running outside. Damn sensitive skin... If you're familiar with Body Glide you'll know that it's an anti-chafing stick that you can also use for wind burn, sunburn (if you get the one with SPF) and other "conditions". BTW - get your mind out of the gutter. I'm talking about "Body " Glide, not "Astro" Glide....

me: My skin is getting really dry. I'm going to start putting a swipe of Body Glide on my cheeks before running. It says it's good for wind burn....

the hubby: how fast have you been running?!?!?!?

yeah - ha, ha.


In other news...

Our dog Nicole Joan, aka pee pee dog, is foiling my attempts to get her to stop peeing in the dining room. For some reason she will pee on the carpet in the dining room on occasion. We don't know why. She's been doing this since we moved in. Maybe once or twice a month. (which is reason #287 why we own a steam cleaner) But over the past year she's been doing it more often. It's getting old.
It's not that she can't hold it until she's outside....
It's not incontinence because she only pees in this one spot....
We've already paid a bazillion dollars in UTI meds over the years.... and she was just tested and doesn't have one....

Sooo - it must be she's acting out.

See, dogs aren't so much different than human kids.

We can't figure out what's prompting her to be pissy - pun intended. Plus it's in a room we're hardly ever in and we've never been able to catch her in the act. So I gave up. Last time at the pet store I bought adult Pee Pee Pads. I came home, unfolded one and set it over the spot where she usually goes.

Two days later I smelled doggie pee pee and went in the dining room. Instead of peeing on the pad she just peed a foot to the left of it.

Damn dog....

Slow couple of weeks

Just as a warning - my work laptop bit the dust and had to be sent out for repairs. Therefore I might not be blogging as much until I get "my" computer back. This "loaner" from the mothership it not my favorite. As a matter of fact, it is my OLD laptop. The one that crashed and burned about a year ago. Go figure. That's how our IT department rolls. They couldn't fix it when it was my computer but they sure can reload it with a bunch-o-crap to use as a loaner.

Also, next week I'm going to be on the road for work. Luckily I only travel twice this fall, next week and the first week of December. On one hand it's great because I'm not out of town as often. On the other hand it sucks because I think I might be losing status on my hotel and plane carrier....

On a funner note - I've been using my Garmin, aka portable computer, during my runs. It's awesome!! I download all the data and can even access it online from any computer! Although I still haven't gotten all the way through the owners manual/ CD. And I can't look at it at work because my old computer/ current loaner has a detached CD drive. Guess what they didn't send me.....

Random thought - I'm worried that I might get dementia... apparently it appears that my dad is getting it: (actual conversation...)

me: Dad, I just found out Sara B is pregnant! (childhood friend)
Dad: That's great!
me: Yeah, she's due the end of January!
Dad: Agh, that's gotta be awful, she still has the winter AND the summer to go! It must be awful being pregnant in the summer!!
me: uh, what? Dad January is just a few months away. She's not due the FOLLOWING January! How the hell long do you think humans gestate?!?!?
Dad: Oh right! I forgot! You know, it's been a long time since I had kids....