Lots of Little Stuff...
Because I suddenly realized it's been nearly a week since I blogged!
Weather Report: It's 53 degrees and rainy. Where did summer go????? I refuse to give up my flip flops. Jeans, a sweater and flip-flops. Yeah. That's stylish. Not even three weeks ago it was 102 degrees. That's right. A fifty degree swing.
The Gremlins have three more days of school. THREE. MORE. DAYS. That's it. Looooooord help me. I fear a long summer ahead with me on deadline. I may be calling grandma to come and save me. A lot.
My half marathon is just over a week away. Today I bought new running shoes - finally - and proceeded to freak out when I realized the size the clerk sold me was a 10!!! (I never looked at the size as I was trying them on, and when she kept telling me I needed more toe room, I nodded like I had a freakin' clue what I was doing. Who knew you were supposed to have lots of room in your running shoes? Maybe this will help my neuromas.) Normally I wear an 8.5.
The DH is a god. Last night he came home, took one look at me and realized I was stressing over books and deadlines and promo stuff. So he's kicking me out of the house. A night away at the beach with my web designer next week so we can finish up my website and get that thing done. I love him. I really do. He takes good care of me.
My buddy Kendra and I are taking a handgun class in July. This weekend I have to be "fitted" for my gun. That sounds so cool, doesn't it? Can't wait for this one. Kendra just finished up a citizen's police academy course. She had a blast. I'm planning to take one in the fall.
Tomorrow I'm blogging about series over at the Mid-willamette Valley Chapter blog. Stop by and tell me what you think about series. Specifically, I want to know when a series gets to be too long.
Oh, and I saw the new Indy movie! I had mixed feelings. Tell me what you thought of it.
Weather Report: It's 53 degrees and rainy. Where did summer go????? I refuse to give up my flip flops. Jeans, a sweater and flip-flops. Yeah. That's stylish. Not even three weeks ago it was 102 degrees. That's right. A fifty degree swing.
The Gremlins have three more days of school. THREE. MORE. DAYS. That's it. Looooooord help me. I fear a long summer ahead with me on deadline. I may be calling grandma to come and save me. A lot.
My half marathon is just over a week away. Today I bought new running shoes - finally - and proceeded to freak out when I realized the size the clerk sold me was a 10!!! (I never looked at the size as I was trying them on, and when she kept telling me I needed more toe room, I nodded like I had a freakin' clue what I was doing. Who knew you were supposed to have lots of room in your running shoes? Maybe this will help my neuromas.) Normally I wear an 8.5.
The DH is a god. Last night he came home, took one look at me and realized I was stressing over books and deadlines and promo stuff. So he's kicking me out of the house. A night away at the beach with my web designer next week so we can finish up my website and get that thing done. I love him. I really do. He takes good care of me.
My buddy Kendra and I are taking a handgun class in July. This weekend I have to be "fitted" for my gun. That sounds so cool, doesn't it? Can't wait for this one. Kendra just finished up a citizen's police academy course. She had a blast. I'm planning to take one in the fall.
Tomorrow I'm blogging about series over at the Mid-willamette Valley Chapter blog. Stop by and tell me what you think about series. Specifically, I want to know when a series gets to be too long.
Oh, and I saw the new Indy movie! I had mixed feelings. Tell me what you thought of it.
posted by Elisabeth Naughton at 2:58 PM
2Comments:
It's so cold. And it's windy and rainy up here. I want summer, but I don't want the kids home all day. I've got five more days of freedom. Then it's tennis camp, swim lessons, and day camp. C'mon Nationals!
No opinion on the Indy movie. I only go to G movies these days.
I want summer back too, Kendra.
See, now, I'd do the whole camp thing if ALL of my Gremlins could disappear at the same time. But the youngest is still too young for camps, so then it just means me and him hauling everyone around and me not getting ANYTHING done. The older two are doing two camps - one while the DH and I are in Hawaii, though.
Five more days for you. I'm jealous...
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