there's no place like home

last week was fantastic. but i admit. coming home to this. its the best.



can i just tell you how HARD it is to get them to pose. they dont like to sit still for even a second and at that particular moment there was something more exciting going on outside so they both were trying to dart for the back door.

oh and remember how when you saw people when you were little and they would always say "my how you've grown" or "you're getting so big"... well i caught myself saying that to the girls.. they both gained about ten pounds of fluff while we were gone. seriously. half of it stayed on them and well the rest made a nice little mess all over the house.

good to be home. (but maria i miss you!)

AMF

bye bye

Bye bye to the crappy hurricane IDA weather we have here that makes the early darkness that much more frustrating as its accompanied by cold rain and wind.

Bye bye to the pool that i wont swim in for 10 whole days.

Bye bye to the job that drives me crazy and led me to play "break stuff" in my office yesterday

Bye bye to the 8 pounds i've gained in the "off season" and hello to 5 more i'll find in the mounds of swiss chocolate.

Bye bye to my girls. miss you little pooches.

Bye bye to email and computers and being available 24/4

off to europe. FUN!

oh and what about the AMF you ask? Adios mother f*cker. hee hee.

shut up and whats up

I’ve been meaning to update this for a few days now but as you know life gets in the way sometimes. BUT a few somewhat meaningful occurrences over the past few days include – (yes lately I’ve become a huge fan of bullet points. So much in fact that I have used them in personal emails and grocery lists. I’ve tried to get the girls on board with their to-do list for the day while I’m at work, but they have not caught on yet. Perhaps I’ll try arrows instead of dots….)
• OK so Saturday – the one decent weather day we’ve had in a while, my friend was hosting a trunk show, well sort of. One of our mutual friends has her own clothing business. Really cute stuff. Way trendy and usually things I ooooooh and aaaaawe over but would never actually attempt to wear for fear that I would look like a DON’T from the back page of glamour… anyhooo… I went over to support a friend and lo and behold found some things that I even attempted to try on. The KICKER is – I loved them and walked away with not one but TWO yes TWO dresses. SHUT UP! This coming from someone who tries to wear garments that as closely resemble my pajamas every day to work and upon returning home from anywhere, puts actual pajamas on.. though I will say one of the dresses is a knit number that will only require leggings (yes the new fall trend that has come back with a vengeance!) and tall boots. I love tall boots. I will probably not wear shoes for the entire first 4 months of the year in order to wear tall boots all the time.
• Per the bullet above – someone must invite me to a super swanky holiday party. I have the PERFECT green dress to wear.
• It’s time to roll back into a little bit of training and not just the occasional easy run or ride thru the neighborhood. My first real run back this week had me doing some short efforts into zone 3 and GASP! Zone 4. Wow. I was really having to hoof it to get my HR up into z3. My legs were refusing to turn over and I had to resort to death threats when my first words of encouragement didn’t seem to do the job… whats up legs? funny how once you get started things get easier.. the last bits were better than the first…
• A side note to the above – running in the dark when you are a klutz is not the best idea… even with the street lights…. I’m hoping for a full moon tonight..
• back in the pool too.. and I quote “wow. I can tell you haven’t been in the pool for a WHILE”. (that’s from not just one but both Gaals..) oh lord. Lots of work to do.
• I just noticed something pretty random.. but I went to masters last night (so taking a shower at 9 PM) I didn’t exactly feel the need to in the AM, but I see that my nails are dirty. WTF. How do they go from spic and span from the shower to dirt ridden fingers in about 12 hours (most of which included sleep!) so unless I somehow went out to garden and don’t remember I’m kind of perplexed where the phantom yucks has appeared from. Off to wash my hands.. hee hee….