On our ride home tonight a baby bunny ran out in front of me and there was nowhere to go.
I cried.
Then I came home and gave Brunswik some extra cuddles and kisses.
I feel awful.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
It's raining. It's Pouring.
I wish I were snoring!
Rainy days like this make me sleepy. Who doesn't get sleepy when it's so gloomy outside? It makes you want to spend the whole day in bed with a good book and a nice soft blanket. Days like this are very good for taking naps.
I love to take naps. Sleep is very important to me. I think the recommended amount of sleep for adults is something like 5-6 hours. They say that a child needs the most sleep to function and adults need the least amount. Well, I don't know who these scientists are or who they are performing their sleep analysis tests on, but they have never met me or anyone like me.
I need a minimum of 7 hours of sleep in a 24 hour period if you don't want me to be a raging cranky pants. I prefer my sleep to come in one long string of 7-8 hours while it's dark out. But that doesn't always happen, so I have to get it other times. That's where my naps come in. Naps carried me through college. I took naps on a regular basis. I even planned them out. I'd write them in my planner. 8 o'clock class, 9 o'clock class, study break, 12 o'clock lunch, 1 o'clock nap, 2 o'clock class.
I also do not like to be awakened from my nap. If you do, you'd better watch out! I am a morning person and enjoy getting up early, but wake me up from an afternoon nap before I'm good and ready and I will beat you down! Or I just won't respond at all.
Once, my first year of college, I was taking a well earned nap before dinner. I had closed my curtains and crawled under my covers and fallen fast asleep. The dining hall opened at 5 o'clock every night, and Andy was always one of the first in line. If you know men, you know that you shouldn't mess with their eating schedule. Otherwise, food consumes their thoughts and they are unable to function as human beings until they are allowed to eat.
I don't remember what had been happening during this particular day, but apparently it had been very taxing because I was out. So out, that when Andy called me to go to dinner and I answered the phone I didn't know who he was. I didn't know where I was, much less who was on the other end of the phone. This is how it went:
RingRing, RingRing, RingRing
I pick it up
Me: Hello?
Andy: Hey! Are you ready to go to dinner?
Me: (trying to figure out what dinner is) Ok.
Andy: OK, well I'll meet you downstairs.
Long pause
Me: (still very confused) Who is this?
Andy: It's Andy!
Long pause
Me: Who?
Andy: Your boyfriend! Andy!?!
Long pause
And then it all came rushing back
Me: Oh! Is it time for dinner? OK. I'll be down in a minute.
At this point we had been dating about two and a half years and the fact that I couldn't remember him was quite a kick to the ego. Once we both got jobs as RD's and had keys that allowed us to get into each other's apartments he would just come in and wake me up with a kiss on the head. Smart move honey, smart move.
Rainy days like this make me sleepy. Who doesn't get sleepy when it's so gloomy outside? It makes you want to spend the whole day in bed with a good book and a nice soft blanket. Days like this are very good for taking naps.
I love to take naps. Sleep is very important to me. I think the recommended amount of sleep for adults is something like 5-6 hours. They say that a child needs the most sleep to function and adults need the least amount. Well, I don't know who these scientists are or who they are performing their sleep analysis tests on, but they have never met me or anyone like me.
I need a minimum of 7 hours of sleep in a 24 hour period if you don't want me to be a raging cranky pants. I prefer my sleep to come in one long string of 7-8 hours while it's dark out. But that doesn't always happen, so I have to get it other times. That's where my naps come in. Naps carried me through college. I took naps on a regular basis. I even planned them out. I'd write them in my planner. 8 o'clock class, 9 o'clock class, study break, 12 o'clock lunch, 1 o'clock nap, 2 o'clock class.
I also do not like to be awakened from my nap. If you do, you'd better watch out! I am a morning person and enjoy getting up early, but wake me up from an afternoon nap before I'm good and ready and I will beat you down! Or I just won't respond at all.
Once, my first year of college, I was taking a well earned nap before dinner. I had closed my curtains and crawled under my covers and fallen fast asleep. The dining hall opened at 5 o'clock every night, and Andy was always one of the first in line. If you know men, you know that you shouldn't mess with their eating schedule. Otherwise, food consumes their thoughts and they are unable to function as human beings until they are allowed to eat.
I don't remember what had been happening during this particular day, but apparently it had been very taxing because I was out. So out, that when Andy called me to go to dinner and I answered the phone I didn't know who he was. I didn't know where I was, much less who was on the other end of the phone. This is how it went:
RingRing, RingRing, RingRing
I pick it up
Me: Hello?
Andy: Hey! Are you ready to go to dinner?
Me: (trying to figure out what dinner is) Ok.
Andy: OK, well I'll meet you downstairs.
Long pause
Me: (still very confused) Who is this?
Andy: It's Andy!
Long pause
Me: Who?
Andy: Your boyfriend! Andy!?!
Long pause
And then it all came rushing back
Me: Oh! Is it time for dinner? OK. I'll be down in a minute.
At this point we had been dating about two and a half years and the fact that I couldn't remember him was quite a kick to the ego. Once we both got jobs as RD's and had keys that allowed us to get into each other's apartments he would just come in and wake me up with a kiss on the head. Smart move honey, smart move.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Triumphant!
I just finished my 20 minute run.
I'm elated that I finished it and didn't die.
I'm also exhausted because I just ran 20 minutes non stop.
Week 6, here I come.
I'm elated that I finished it and didn't die.
I'm also exhausted because I just ran 20 minutes non stop.
Week 6, here I come.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Herpes of the face
I have a giant cold sore in the middle of my lower lip. It's grotesque.
The freak show will be here all week ladies and gentlemen. Get your tickets at the door.
The freak show will be here all week ladies and gentlemen. Get your tickets at the door.
Monday, July 28, 2008
8 minute run!!!
I ran for 8 minutes straight today! Twice!!
My workday was extra stressful so I came home, changed clothes, and went straight to the track. I usually wait until about 7:30 or 8 so the temperature has cooled down and things are mostly in the shade, but I just needed to blow off some steam.
It's was a lot hotter today than it had been. I believe the thermometer said 85 when I left home, but one thing you can always count on up here in the mountains is a breeze. So my run wasn't too bad at all, and I didn't nearly die like I thought I might.
Although, my earphones kept falling out because my ears were hot and sweaty. I've got to get some new ones soon. No doubt about it.
My workday was extra stressful so I came home, changed clothes, and went straight to the track. I usually wait until about 7:30 or 8 so the temperature has cooled down and things are mostly in the shade, but I just needed to blow off some steam.
It's was a lot hotter today than it had been. I believe the thermometer said 85 when I left home, but one thing you can always count on up here in the mountains is a breeze. So my run wasn't too bad at all, and I didn't nearly die like I thought I might.
Although, my earphones kept falling out because my ears were hot and sweaty. I've got to get some new ones soon. No doubt about it.
Tweetsie Pictures
Here are some pics from the Tweetsie trip I took with the fam Saturday. Enjoy!
Why is that thing in my face?
Ridin' a horse
On the train
He's a Nana's boy
Mamaw on the train
Watching the ground fly by
I went to college with this cowboy
The flower child and the wild child
Why is that thing in my face?
Ridin' a horse
On the train
He's a Nana's boy
Mamaw on the train
Watching the ground fly by
I went to college with this cowboy
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Not another Batman review...
Actually it is, but it isn't like most of the raving reviews I've seen.
Andy and I went to see The Dark Knight this afternoon. I think I'm the odd man out here when I say that I was disappointed. I will not go into a lot of detail for those of you that haven't seen it. If you would like to see my opinion of the movie you can read it over at Jenny's blog. She pretty much said it all.
I have another disappointment to interject though. I'm not so excited about the dark twists and turns that are being taken in today's superhero movies. They did the same thing with Spider Man 3 as they have done with The Dark Knight, though it's admittedly more intense in the later. I understand that the movies are being made to follow the comic books more closely. My issue is that it seems like these darker, more intense movies are being marketed for all ages. The Dark Knight is rated PG-13, but who's kidding who here? What kid doesn't want to go see Batman catch the bad guys, 13 or not? It just seems like these movies have a lot of psychological undertones that children wouldn't be able to understand. In The Dark Knight they aren't undertones really. It's as much a psychological thriller as it is an action movie. But then you go to the toy store and there is an entire isle dedicated to these superheros. So who is really to blame here? They film industry or the toy industry?
I don't know, and nothing has really happened for anyone to be blamed. It's just a concern I have, and I'm going to have to leave it up to good parenting (assuming that still exists) to determine if a child is ready to see this movie or any other like it. But, if I had a child right now, I would be making the decision to NOT let him/her go to see The Dark Knight.
Although, there was a preview for a new Pixar film that I would like to see, even in my childless state.
Andy and I went to see The Dark Knight this afternoon. I think I'm the odd man out here when I say that I was disappointed. I will not go into a lot of detail for those of you that haven't seen it. If you would like to see my opinion of the movie you can read it over at Jenny's blog. She pretty much said it all.
I have another disappointment to interject though. I'm not so excited about the dark twists and turns that are being taken in today's superhero movies. They did the same thing with Spider Man 3 as they have done with The Dark Knight, though it's admittedly more intense in the later. I understand that the movies are being made to follow the comic books more closely. My issue is that it seems like these darker, more intense movies are being marketed for all ages. The Dark Knight is rated PG-13, but who's kidding who here? What kid doesn't want to go see Batman catch the bad guys, 13 or not? It just seems like these movies have a lot of psychological undertones that children wouldn't be able to understand. In The Dark Knight they aren't undertones really. It's as much a psychological thriller as it is an action movie. But then you go to the toy store and there is an entire isle dedicated to these superheros. So who is really to blame here? They film industry or the toy industry?
I don't know, and nothing has really happened for anyone to be blamed. It's just a concern I have, and I'm going to have to leave it up to good parenting (assuming that still exists) to determine if a child is ready to see this movie or any other like it. But, if I had a child right now, I would be making the decision to NOT let him/her go to see The Dark Knight.
Although, there was a preview for a new Pixar film that I would like to see, even in my childless state.
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