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This time change stuff is messing me up! Grrr. It gets darker earlier now, so I have to get to work earlier to catch that extra hour of sunlight. So, blogging becomes a nighttime chore, except that I'm exhausted, my feet feel like they are five times their normal size, and my brain is not willing to think about interesting blog topics after running around on the roof.
I admire writers who work during the day and write at night after their job. How do you do it? My brain is dead by then. Mahjong calleth.
Do you find, as you grow older, that this annual time change is bothersome to the body, mind and spirit? Or is it just me? ;-) It doesn't seem to affect the furbabees. Anytime is snack time. That extra night-hour gives me the munchies...all I do is look for snacks. (ICHIBAN, SQ! Heh)
So did you have a good Halloween? Did you dress up? What was the best costume you saw?
I looked up a St. Fermin (running of the bulls) article for RB to unconvince him about this new "adventure." It's called The Tip Of The Horn and is written by someone who actually ran with the bulls. He had some good advice, but mostly, he was trying to show what a foolhardy thing to do it is ;-). Very interesting article, and I learned a lot about St. Fermin, but it reminded me when one of the Beatles said on TV, "Don't do drugs. It's really bad for you." I was, like, yeah...do as I say but not as I do.
Anyway, didn't scare RB off at all, especially the part where it says that "after a run, most people feel like they can lift huge oak trees out of the ground by their trunks." LOL. That just perked the man right up. "Oh yeah, that's the feeling I'm looking for..."
Sigh. Why couldn't he just buy a nice sports convertible, huh?
Monday, November 05, 2007
All The Clocks Are Wrong
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I am so with you on the sports car!
Snacks are coming! I swear. Got roped into 2 bridal parties so my weekends are now spent fighting for THE wedding dress. It's a bad episode of Friends. I even got a whistle.
RB does know that there's always ONE guy that gets gored in the happy zone during the run, right?
Aw. I'll send you some peppermint refreshing foot spray too. That's what I use after a day in the professional-but-oh-so-painful-stilettos.
I am more for a muscle car, something about the growl of an engine. Anywho Halloween was fun, dressed in this medieval outfit and my honey even carried a sword. Haven't had that much fun since I played dress up as a kid.
Get you one of them foot massage thingies Jenn, or maybe Jed can massage your feet?
The time change slows me down too. As for the running the bull thing--yikes! The man is crazy. Read your link and yes, definitely CRAZY. No way am I running in front of charging angry bulls!!!!!
Monique,
Yes, but this is a Putt-putt Man, sigh. He doesn't know what driving fast means.
SQ,
Just kidding you. No need to hurry. :::I'm lying. I really need Ichiban!!::: Take your time. I'm good :::I've been waiting here. Just checking my mail every single day::: Really. No pressure.
Lady Zannah,
Yes, I really need Jed to give me a foot massage instead of kicking my butt. Sigh.
Sounds like you had fun during Halloween!
Mo,
Definitely crazy. Or, as us astrology believers say, going through his second Saturn return.
;-)
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