Friday Afternoon Confessions

1. I'm embarrassed to admit, though it will come as no surprise to anyone that my current streak of 7 days of running (plodding) is the longest streak I've had since I was...um...ok, it's the longest streak ever. And, while I'll completely agree with Perpetual Runner that a treadmill is incredibly boring it is A. Better than push mowing for hours and B. Impossible for me to make excuses when it's sitting right there in my basement. And, boy, you know I love coming up with lame excuses.

2. My current song obsessions are all sung by James Taylor. Specifically "Fire and Rain", "Carolina in My Mind" and "Something in the Way She Moves." Now, I'm not embarrassed to like JT. I even went to see him in concert when I was 17 on a perfect summer day, laying in the grass with a boy I would've sworn was the love of my life, eyes closed, listening to him sing songs that were written long ago. But it becomes embarrassing when you have repeated the same 3 songs about 15 times today and the song "Carolina in My Mind" makes you hope that J gets relocated to one of the Carolinas...

The Twelfth Round

My conscious thinking has apparently been warring with my subconscious lately. I'm not sure who's gonna win but it makes for some very interesting dreams...

Just Waiting For The Benadryl To Kick In

I know, I know, I wasn't going to mention it again. But, I have a good excuse this time. I think my arm might fall off. And that's all I'll say. Promise.

Well, that and to those that aren't swollen eyed, sniffy pollen sufferers or that don't have unexplained poison ivy that keeps getting worse - Bite Me :)

For The Record

I don't need free 5x7's to pick my photographer. I never understood preschool graduation pictures anyway. I'd much rather have my beautiful annual happy spring photos. In fact, Favorite Photographer/Bartender/Neighbor Extraordinaire, I'll be happy to tell off whoever you want for free...or maybe a pitcher of Peach Gators...

I'm A Magnet

This time it's not my fault, I swear. And I know I post about it way too much but, seriously, Seriously!, I woke up with poison ivy all over my arms yesterday morning. I haven't been in the woods at all. I haven't pulled any mystery weeds. And no one else in the house has it so...apparently it's just drawn to me. Like evil, evil magic.