Every February there are two things I count on and look forward to. a) My birthday. b) The Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show. (I can't count the Oscars as the ceremony date can be so flighty!) You all know I love the doggies; I am always tuned in to see the goings on of these lovely canines. Last year, I made D Valentine's Day dinner and then we curled up to watch Best in Show.
And tonight, the 131st Westminster Best in Show competition begins at Madison Square Garden! (By Jove! What DOESN'T happen here??)
I always "oooh and aaah" and squeal at the sight of terriers scurrying in.
Every year I make the same joke when the Irish Wolfhound shows up. "Wow! I could ride him/her to work!"
Look at last year's winner, Rufus!! I actually picked him to win. He's irresistable!!
But of course, every year, I always think the West Highland Terrier should be Best in Show!
I am sick. .... And I'm tired. I am sick and tired of being sick and tired! So far, I have spent the majority of 2007 being sick.
Two days of allergies drove me bonkers; so I went to the gym Tuesday night because I was feeling cow-ish. Unfortunately, while waiting for the bus afterwards, I managed to catch a cold.
Yep, I have relapsed. I took Thursday off work, and slept for 15 hours straight. ... Unfortunately last night I hardly got any sleep because I kept waking up to pee from all the liquids I kept drinking. My lemon water concoction is v. yummy by the way...
Note: Lemon Water Concoction = Hot water, fresh slices of lemon, honey, and a pinch of cayenne pepper. Soothing, addictive, and the cayenne gives it a little kick. If I am back to good healthy by March, I am going to attempt the Apple Detox... who's in? I've got to power through.. I've got a date with my nephew tonight. I'm taking him to Doodlebops!
Edit: Yep, it's RJ's 4th Birthday and I'm taking him to see these crazy neoprene creatures. (Left to right: Moe Doodle! DeeDee Doodle! and Rooney Doodle!) I think Moe is his favorite. The show starts at 6:30pm.. so we'll probably rage until 8:30, and then I'm taking him to local favorite, Fenton's Ice Creamery.
When will this misery stop??? I thought I had finally seen my last Kleenex for a while after that horrible 2-week cold. But for the past 2 days I have been suffering from insane sneezing fits. As though my allergies have been making up for lost time. Bastards!!
If I don't clamp my nose shut, I just start violently sneezing. I'll just be sitting there, and snot just dribbles out my nose. It's not a cold, I can tell the difference.
I usually use a nose steroid, flonase, but right now it is not doing the trick. I'm miserable. I was wholly unable to concentrate at work today. I just want to have a wad of Kleenex jammed up my nostrils. It makes me feel better and boy.. wouldn't I look HAWT??!
And I am too cheap to buy Claritin, because I'm convinced after today I'll be back to normal and the Flonase will be all I need. I finally ordered my Hello Kitty humidifier but it won't get here for another 9 days!!!
It's casual Friday and I'm wearing: Blue Cult™ Straight Leg Denim, Low Rise tucked into my Frye™ Boots(Antiqued Gold) Light Pink Splendid™ long sleeve tee. Cropped double breasted blazer Kinda like this, but not really. Think Sherlock Homes trenchcoat, but short.
My boss who is in her 50's and drinks Diet Coke for breakfast(does that paint a picture for you?) doesn't like the look of my underwear. Oh yeah, I'm also wearing these: Elle MacPherson "Harmony" Thong
As I sit here at my desk calculating my Okinawa Currency Conversion, she asked her assistant to come over to tell me that I might want to "pull my pants up". ... Well, they're low rise, I can't without giving myself a wedgie and probably a yeast infection ... So, today, Friday, you get buttcrack or underwear. That's the deal. As long as I am still young enough.. and not fat enough to wear my Blue Cults... then thats the deal. I know, I know. Having my undies hanging out is not the most professional look out there. But I get to wear jeans to work once a week, sometimes less. Just cut me some slack with my wardrobe. And these aren't even my super duper lowrise. My underwear was not up to my waist or anything. As you can see, these are pretty lowrise themselves. And I'm not parading around the office, or in a meeting (that's another story for another time).... if you don't like it, dont' look. That's the deal.
What's hilarious is if my boss were a man... I'd probably get a f&cking promotion.
PS. OOhhh, I'm also wearing these(except with larger Smoked Topaz)... LOVE THEM! (Just thought I'd complete my outfit for you all! HA!)
Oscar nominations came out this morning. And who would've ever thought that Mark "Don't Call Him Marky" Wahlberg would edge out Jack Nicholson in an Acting Category?
I think Eddie Murphy or Alan Arkin have got you beat for the Supporting Actor statue, but hey.. for the next 30 days, the dream is alive. He COULD win an Academy Award!
Six days of coughing from a viral infection has resulted in laryngitis. Sitting home answering the phone, I felt like Carol Brady being tested by that pesky husband of hers. "Hello?" "You're not supposed to be talking!??" "Then stop calling me!"
Losing my voice is especially problematic.. As I lay low at home, I find the laryngitis prohibits a sing-along to my iTunes showtunes playlist! I open my mouth to belt along to "Come on babe, Why don't we paint the town? And all that Jazz.!!" but nothing comes out! I gasp as I clutch my throat. What sort of injustice is this? What is to become of my Big Finish??!!! "Oh, I love my life.. And all thaaat Jaaaaaazzzzzzz!"
With my Broadway debut waylayed, that's how I embarked on the light fixture odyssey. But that is another story best left for another time. Thank goodness I at least snuck in a dearly needed manicure/pedicure on Friday. I at least feel half human.
What I've got is not an Avian flu of any sort, so that's a plus. But I've been out of commission for a week, with a decent nights sleep far out of reach. I've got a daily rotation of Tylenol Cold, Mucinex, Nyquil, my prescription cough syrup; not to mention, the parade of vitamins. EDIT: Oh and yes, I have been drinking tons of hot water with fresh lemons and honey. Sometimes I mix it up with a bag of Tazo Sweet Wild Orange Tea. But despite the codeine laced cough syrup, I was still waking up at 3am hacking up a lung. I've fallen back on my trustworthy Nyquil. *Note the half-empty bottle!
Yesterday, after a week with very little change, my hypochondriac father became worried and whipped out *TADA*!! Ancient Chinese Secret. You are looking at powdered tendrilleaf fritillaryand snake gall.
The only thing I could find on snake galls is it's aphrodisiac powers. I guess once the yucky stuff is out of my lungs, I should be up for serious boom boom in the bedroom! w00t!!!!
Soooooooo the Golden Globes. Bear with me as I collect my thoughts through this Flu Fog I'm in... First and foremost, at least Sienna-fucking-Miller did not disappoint. She looked like Heidi at the Edelweiss Prom.
In comparison, the BEST dressed of the evening was another petite blond, Reese. Not only is the Nina Ricci cocktail dress and red heels SPOT ON.. but she just had that special glow. She looked fabulous from the inside out. Hmmm. Could it be? Divorce becomes her.
Many of you have mocked my interest in the Timberlake arts... and normally I would fight you tooth and nail, but by now I think dear Justin has proven himself. Afterall, he made Saturday Night Live funny again.
So pardon me as I go watch His Hotness shake his D!ck in a Box tonight AND tomorrow night. [insert "Sexyback" joke here]
There's a lot of activities lined up for this weekend... Not the least of which is the Golden Globes, the awards show that will officially kickoff Movie Awards Season. All of which, of course, will culminate in the female Super Bowl, the Academy Awards®. In other words kiddies, its my favoritest time of year!
But this year it's January and I'm not scrambling for movie dates. Although each passing year seems to bring a less bountiful harvest of quality films (Big Studio releases or otherwise), I can usually find SOMETHING of merit. This year has been slow. Slow enough for Beyonce Knowles to get a Globe Nomination, enough said. But there must be something out there worthy of at least a matinee?? The Annual Rundown of movies I'll scramble for:
From all the press and just based on her performance in HBO's Elisabeth I, Helen Mirren is a shoe-in for Best Actress. And I've been a fan of Steven Frear's films since My Beautiful Laundrette. God Save the Queen!
Is there anything these 2 women can't do? Dame Judi Dench as a lesbian? Brokeback Scandal, I mean, Notes on a Scandal may prove to be the only true challenge to Helen Mirren.
A possible Best Actor Nod? And look, its the Embarcadero in the back? GOTTA fit this Pursuit of Happyness in.
The movie poster alone is enough to entice me but Perfume is such an intriguing story about scent, obsession, and murder that even if I don't get to see the movie, I will read the book. The idea of Dustin Hoffman in powdered face is offputting but I'm game.
Edit: Oops. How could I forget about this one? Advance word on Alphadog is not great(although JT is getting fair reviews).. but who cares?? Look at those abs. I do find it interesting though, that Nick Cassavetes went from directing The Notebook to this. Methinks he must like exploring teenage angst.
Overall a stellar acting bunch... but I have yet to come across anything remotely close to Best Picture. Who is going to step up?? And don't tell me The Departed.
Edit: THIS! Introducing the new Motorola Z6 slider with new, faster, crisper operating system. ME wants it!! My PRECIOUSSSSSSSSS....
EDIT2: I hear my boss talking on the phone with a friend about movies and the Oscars and yada yada. She keeps pronouncing it Bor-ROUGHT. As if Borat were French. ggggaaaa. I need to put my headphones on now.
It has taken me a long time to decide I want these boots. And of course, now they're sold out on every website and store I've been to. Which only makes me want them more!!!! You BASTARDS!!!
And I woke up today with a Red Eye. No, I did not catch a Red Eye flight back home.. I literally woke up with a Red Right Eye. I doused it in Visine which maybe turned it pink for about an hour. But now, the inner corner is back to Red.
2007 is not boding well.. Red Eyes, Sold Out Boots, Marilyn Manson divorces, leaving him loose on the prowl again. Yeah. I'm superstitious like that.
Get ready everyone cuz Nancy Pelosi's in the Hizzouse!! For the first time in its 218-year history dating to the beginnings of the American republic, The U.S. House of Representatives elected a woman Speaker yesterday when it chose Rep.Pelosi to lead the chamber. She also became the first Californian and the first San Franciscan to head the 435-member lower house of Congress. Can I get a "whut whut"?!!
As I watched the footage of Nancy striking the gavel, I became teary (damn this Winter Malaise!). I suppose no big surprise as I always seem tear up at the sight of history being made. Although I certainly have no aspiration to a career in politics, it was not lost on me that not only was this "a historic moment for the Congress [but] an historic moment for the women of this country." Pelosi's selection as speaker puts her second in line of presidential succession, behind Vice President Dick Cheney. I wonder how it feels to be the most powerful woman in American Politics? And I wonder how must it feel to be able to cast your vote during such a momentous vote? It seemed many of the Democrats, announcing their votes, could barely contain their pride in their new speaker.
Rep. Sam Farr, D-Carmel, said: "As a native of San Francisco, NancyPelosi.''
First-term Rep. Jerry McNerney of Pleasanton rose and said, "It is my pleasure to cast my first vote in this House for NancyPelosi.''
Rep. Sheila Jackson-Lee of Texas, intoned, "Today we make history for a new America. Enthusiastically for NancyPelosi.''
Rep. John Lewis, D-Ga., added, "On this historic day when the eyes of the nation are upon us and on our history, I am very proud to cast my vote for the young lady from California, NancyPelosi.''
Indeed, even as Rep Boehner, R-Oh, handed over the gavel in his speech to the House was gracious and aware of the moment's history.
"Today marks an occasion I think the Founding Fathers would approve of. Today, whether you are a Democrat, Republican or independent, today is a cause for celebration.''
You thought I was joking perhaps? Ney, on the topic of sleep and alarms, I am always quite in earnest.
And although it's about a month late, the fabled Clocky is finally here. An alarm clock that was a month late, how's that for ironic? But I must say, it looks better than the furry prototype that had been circulating the internet.
Although I'm a bit weary of its true usefulness, at $50 a pop, it would be enough of a deterrent to prevent me from tossing it over the side of my deck one frustrated morning.
Check out Ellen Degeneres show today, Wednesday. My sister scored tickets to Day 10 of Ellen's 12 Days of Christmas Giveaways. And I will tell you right now, the bitch scored!
XBOX 360 Six games, and 1 year of online membership XM Radio, home kit, and 1 year of service A collection of Superman DVD's (14 in total?) AND a $200 Gift Certificate to ticketmaster.com
So jealous, but at the same time, a great score cuz its a giveaway her husband can totally share as can my brother and I!
She said the cameraman took a solo shot of her screaming, and trembling and crying. "I was milking it! Hands tremblng in front of my face. I laid it on thick. You and I have practiced it so many times, I figured I owed it to you."
You see, my sister and I have dreamed about getting tickets to Oprah's Favorite Things. I always say that once the gifts start flying I would scream and spaz out and hug my sister and just start punching her in the gut. She, in turn, would be in tears but whip out a giant mallet a la Wil E. Coyote and just start pounding away at me... ..... Ok, I guess you have to be there when we tell that story.
So, tell me when you think you've spotted my sister....
It's all sort of coincedence but it so happens that I picked Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day last week for a little Holiday get-together with my friends. My caveat? Instead of presents, or cards, or paying for a pricey dinner together, I suggested we all bring supplies, and we would make care packages to send to our Marines in Iraq.
I had been feeling so melancholy and useless, particularly in the wake of James Kims death, I wanted all of us to do something outside of ourselves. And you know, making my Target run for goodies was fun! *La*La and I got socks, hats, snack bars, cards, dice, jr slinkies, jerky, chapstick, kool-aid, Emergen-C, and I even dug up a few Beanie Babies from my collection.
And I couldn't be more proud of everyone's efforts! Despite a few last minute no-shows, my friends pulled through with some awesome loot to send to the troops! I must also thank the US Postal Service for making the packaging process easy.. Call their 1-800# for a military kit all your own! (Priority Mail™ boxes, tape, labels, and customs forms.)
Look at all that stuff!
Here I am working hard. There's my Honey in the back reading. And before you think he's being uber studious, it's a book about Japanese Sex clubs...
This was my first time sending anything to a military address. I hope our packages make it into the hands of needy soldiers. But most of all, I hope our brave men and women just all come home safe.
So here I am. Sitting at my desk quietly crying. I had hoped, along so many others, that the story would have a happy ending. But searchers have found the body of James Kim...
Although their Church Street Apothecary is close to my home, I didn't know Kim or his family. Nevertheless, when I read the breaking news Monday night that the mother was found with their daughters, I sobbed out loud. And I hoped, with everyone else, that Poppa would be found.
We are all crushed, devasted.
Kati, Our prayers are with you. I wish there could be more I could offer... Penelope, Sabine.... You will be proud one day when you understand how hard your Father fought to keep you safe. He's a hero.
I would be hardpressed to tell you the last time I attended a concert that didn't involve Justin Timberlake. .... .... Okay, stop laughing. No...., really, you can stop now. The fact is, I have taken myself out of the live music scene, local otherwise, for quite some time. Blame it on old age, blame it on plain ol' laziness. It became too much of a chore to seek out new acts, shell out $30+ dollars on someone I wasn't really sure I wanted to see live, the standing, the pushing, the inevitable funkified armpit that floated at by nose level, and I had just been disappointed one too many times.
But you know what? All those quibbles were wiped away last night when I rounded up a few of the usual suspects to join me for a night with Imogen Heap. Here's an artist that has stayed on fairly regular rotation on my iTunes, the Warfield theater was a familiar lowkey venue, and I could be fairly assured that there would no hardcore moshpit developing.
This was one of the most enjoyable musical nights out I have had in ages. I'm so bummed some of the gang couldn't make it; all I can say is, you missed a fantastic night. I now worship at the altar of Imogen. Although battling a cold, she soldiered on with a delightful show and won the whole audience over. She came out and introduced her own opening acts(who were impressive in their own right but more on them later) , who does that??? This classically trained pianist was beguiling and charming and I wanted to wear her frilly fushcia petticoats to work! She took time out to highlight the technical gizmos (parrot!) she would be using, she sipped her tea and blew her nose, she even had a Start Over(We shall blame it on forementioned Parrot)! I even wanted to bring her stage design home. .. Illuminated corsets and twinklng christmas lights???.... Give them to me Immy!
(Note here, Kid Beyond beatboxing the drum n bass track to the song. SICK.)
The best part of the evening though was actually arriving in time for the 2 opening nights. Usually, I'm a main event kind of gal.. but the acts Imogen invited to tour with her also happen to be a part of her band and they blew us away. Levi Weaver is a writer of clever melodic tunes along the lines of the new wave of solo balladeers, see Teddy Geiger. "I'm not better, I'm just bitter.".. You said it... Look him up, it's worth it. But the breakthrough of the night, and I'm of sure the tour, has got to be San Francisco's own, Kid Beyond. As Imogen so aptly put it, this man can do incredible things with his mouth. The beatboxer, singer, and live looper knocked us out with his charisma and high voltage talent last night. D just got up in the middle of the show, walked out to the lobby, and bought his CD on the spot for me. He is that mesmerizing. And when he breaks into Nine Inch Nails? You have just GOT to believe....
So all in all, a great night. DeYoung even found us some seats! And as we sat there taking in all the great musical vibes, he voiced something I think we were all feeling. There is nothing quite like Live Music. "It's good for the soul." ... That was never more true than last night. But oh how easy it is for me to forget. So here it is. .. another "note to self"; posted for all to see. Surprise my soul every now and then... There is nourishment to be had.
I finally got around to treating myself to a chick flick last night.. The Lake House. The one where Sandra Bullock is from the future, writing letters to Keanu Reeves who is from 2 years in the past. And somehow they fall in love. blah blah BLAH blah.
... I guess it was harmless enough. Two attractive people pining away for one another. Occasionally locking lips. But watching Keanu trying to emote is like watching me trying to ride a horse. Its best you just close your eyes, cringe, and hope for the best. .... Overall, I liked this movie better when it was called Back to the Future.
........ I also spent a lot of time worrying about the characters fucking up the Space Time Continuum. Am I unromantic? Or just a nerd?
I don't care what you say. My blog is educational. I mean, I was there. I helped someone out when, on a Saturday night at 11:16pm, they needed to know.... tossing salad-does it taste like shit?
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It seems so little left of life(in a Big City anyway) can be left up to spontaneity anymore. No new theatrical releases on the fly. Get togethers with friends are like trying to coordinate a G8 summit. Last minute getaways are best left to your travel agent who has the computer power of HAL:2001. You can't decide on a run 4 days out. (No running bandits my a&&!) Bars are taking reservations now?? And of course I have to book my haircuts with Alex 3 months prior! When I saw him a few Sundays ago, he asked, "so why are you back already?" "Don't test me Alex! How the hell am I supposed to know what my hair looks like 3 months ahead?"
Its enough to send you over the Calendar Cliff. Thankfully, one can still get a delicious scoop of Butter Pecan and Comforting Snuggles from my Honey on a Saturday Night
You may have caught the references in some recent posts .. But have you noticed? It's that time of year... There is a crispness in the air, the sun shines with a different intensity (if it shines at all!), and a few of us get a little stir crazy. Oh yes, the Fall Marathon Season is in full stride.
In much of the USA, fall is the best time of year to run a marathon. The crisp, cool air is ideal for training after a long, hot summer. The training miles and long runs come easier; you just feel better while running. ~Let me switch gears just slightly as I also include 5k/10k runs in this post.~ I have completed numerous 10Ks, 12Ks and even two half-marathons but I have yet to complete a full marathon. As it was, 13 miles was the furthest I had ever pushed my body and to date it's the hardest thing I have ever done. Indeed, after a big running year in '05, I think I subconsciously took a minor sabbactical from running. Somehow, somewhere I lost my motivation. Just going 4 miles once a week has been a physical (and mental!) challenge.
But as I watched my friend Van finish her first half marathon, whilst pregnant!, and Lance Armstrong finish his first marathon sub 3:00(2:59:36!!) , I found my motivation again. And although a full marathon may or may not be in the cards.. (after all, if Armstrong says the 26.2 miles "was without a doubt the hardest physical thing [he has] ever done", you think twice before committing) I'm ready to lace up the running shoes again.
I've checked my www.active.com schedule and I'm excited by all the runs listed. There are 3Ks, 5Ks, 10Ks, 12Ks, and oh yes... a Turkey Trot on Ocean Beach! I'm hoping my rediscovered drive is not shortlived; a lot of this "get up and go" could get up and leavee when faced with a 5am wake-up call in 45 degree weather. But I resolve that I'm just going to take it.. ... wait for it.... wait... One Step At a Time..... *rimshot*
So here's to Running Season and the Pounding of the pavement! May your legs remain strong and your laces stay tied.
I just heard Gwen Stefani's new single, Wind It Up... and she has gone ahead and bastardized a song from one of my favorite movies of all time! Was it really necessary to co-opt The Lonely Goatherd for her stupid lame pop song??? Was pilfering from Zorba the Greek Fiddler on the Roof not enough? It sounds horrible! I love you Gwen, but what happened to song writing!!!???? Oh wait, you don't really do that a whole lot anymore do you? I hope the rest of the album doesn't consist of spelling lessons again... "B-R-O-C-C-O-L-I!". I know you've got it in you. Enough is Enough! .....
............
Who am I kidding? I'm a lemming. Give me another 2 weeks; I'll probably LOVE it.
By no means could I ever be mistaken for being a political pundit. And lord knows neither of my 2(!) readers come here to find out about my analysis on the financial impact of a cigarette tax. But as I stepped out my door this morning, I was, as I am every 2 years, exhilerated by the prospect of Election Day. Putting aside our day to day cynicsm of politics and politicians (Voter fraud? Seducing Pages?), I am always thrilled at the sight of Democracy at work.
Because here in a stranger's garage I was adding my voice to the future. Excuse me, that's Future, with a capitol F. I step up to voting station and go head on with my ballot. My ticket to Democracy. ..We hear it time and time again; the shpiel about spreading democracy across the globe. We hear all the time people fighting, dying, to have a say in their government. And here in America ,I feared more people would vote for their favorite Dancing Star tonight than their Senator.
But as the results come in, I am ebullient. The tide has changed, the people have made their choice clear. I may not always agree with the results, but for me, it's always important to know people are out there casting their votes. And hey for the first time, we have a woman Speaker of the House! Go Nancy! You're third in line to the presidency! In the words of the venerated Dan Rather, she ran away with it like a hobo and a sweet potato pie...
Ggggaaa. I had something really cool and quasi poignant to say today about the NYC Marathon. I cried like a little girl during it's airing on tv today. But I'm unfortunately too friggin tired to write anything other than:
(In taunting voice) EEHHH HHHHAAA! Ken Yans lo-ost! Ken Yans lo-ost!
You'd think I'd just ran a marathon! (Hey sometimes, being a spectator at a spectator sport can be so tiring!)
For the first time in I think.. years... I 'm wearing hose today. Ok, opaque black stockings. But you get my drift.... And they are as uncomfortable as I remember them being. F*ck...
Overheard at the office: H: Hey, it's raining! Rowdeezy: Outside?
I'm reaching for my vitamins... but I can't remember if I JUST took them 15 minutes ago. Should I just take a second dose anyway?
I never would have believed it.. but I have actually dressed up for Halloween two years in a row! And lo! I even hosted a Halloween Party! Sure beats past years where I sat at home avoiding horror movies on TNT and eating takeout. Thanks to my peeps for sharing their photos! (I'm still going through the grief cycle with my old Canon Powershot.) And to all the guests, thanks for coming out to share the fun!
Oooops. Sorry. That's the wrong picture...
Oh that's better! Our motley assortment of costumed revelers.
The Lewis Carroll Trio. *chuckle!* I just noticed Sake off to the side intently staring at Leslie's Flamingo! (It's really a dog toy she fastened onto a Swifter.)
And the great costumes just keep coming!
YO BETTY! LOVED this. In fact I'm stealing it for the office Halloween competition. I work in Beauty, what could be more ironic?
All Hail Caesar Salad!!
Sure sign that the party is over when the hostess melts away..
My girl Leslie is a whiz at thinking up party themes. We had decided a few weeks ago we didn't want to pay $30 for some club event. But what was the alternative? After a 20 second "hmmmm".. she responded with, "Got it! Alice in Wonderland Tea Party! Done."
So this Saturday I will be hosting a Tea Party, complete with a slutty cast of characters: Slutty Alice, The Queen of Harlots, and yours truly a Mad Hotter. God help us.
Received my costume on Monday. Eh. Without the cape and hat, it looks like I'm a figure skater. We'll see how it turns out. I still need to find a cheapie Toy Tea Set. It's been harder than I thought! Do little girls not play with tea sets anymore???
Some of the men have been a little more slow with costumes. I told them to come as aWet Blanket. Bwahahaha! Oh, damn I'm funny. The other idea was to just wear all green and get his hands on a Hookah Pipe. Caterpillar. Done! Anyone have any other easy to execute costume ideas for men?
I Googled "whirly twirly" this morning and this was the first image I came across.. Go figure.
The point of today's story is really to say.. hang on folks... lots of blogging to come. I have a jumble of topics all up here.. *taps temple*, but things have been so hectic that I haven't been able to quite settle down to get them all down.
All sorts of activites since September and continuing on through November have had my mind all in a Whirly Twirly. And with the Holiday Season within our Tippy Toe Reach, there will be no relief in sight for some time. So be patient with me!
In a quick sidenote, congrats go out to all the women yesterday who trained so hard to complete 13 and 26 miles at the Nike Women's Marathon.! It's not easy and in some ways one of the hardest things you'll ever do. But in some respects, and this is the best part, you realize halfway through your runners high, that it actually isn't that bad... and that if you can do this.. you can do anything!!! YAAAAY for you Girly Girls 2006, I'm bummed I skipped out this year but I'm so glad I got to see you at the Finish Line. You've inspired me to push on for 2007!
When will this misery stop???
"Hello?" 
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Oooops. Sorry. That's the wrong picture...
Oh that's better! Our motley assortment of costumed revelers. 
All Hail Caesar Salad!!
