We watched Dan in Real Life last night. It was okay, but we didn’t like it as much as we expected. You know, I’d like to get into why (and talk about Brokeback Mountain), but it’s late and I’m tired. So you’ll just have to wait.
We went shopping, too, and got everything else we need for Christmas. We should be all set. Yeah, I can’t type anymore. Going to bed. Sorry.
It’s a yucky misty day. Not so bad at work, but outside is unpleasant. Work is actually kinda…not fun, but not aggravating. I’m busy (still testing), but the end is in sight. A lot of people aren’t here today (not on our team, but in the rest of the office), so things are pretty quiet. We just had a short staff meeting (the best kind) and everyone was fairly pleasant. We all still have our senses of humor.
I went back to that cake and candy supplies store so I can make more peppermint bark. I also got some milk chocolate, toffee pieces, and malted pieces. That should be delicious. 🙂 I will play on Sunday. The woman at the counter this time was very pleasant, not like her surly counterpart from my first visit. (“Surly” is a good word. I should use it more often.)
We’re heading to Joe’s place tonight to hang out with him and Megan, but it’s looking more and more likely that we won’t get out of here as early as we were hoping. I was planning on staying until 5 or 5:30 anyway because of today’s deadline, but John had planned on getting out around 4 (we came in at 8 this morning) so he could go home and take care of the dogs before coming back to get me and head to Joe’s. Unfortunately, he had a rather busy morning, so he may not be able to leave that early. We’ll see.
The rumor yesterday evening was that Mindy might get to go home from the hospital today. I have no idea if that came to pass or if it’s likely to, since I haven’t heard a peep from anyone in my family today. I can only assume nothing bad has happened and that she’s not any worse. Everyone is pretty quick to get in touch if there’s something I should be worried about. (NOT a criticism.) I think, in this case, no news is good news.
Tasted the cookies again today. The weird taste of something that didn’t get mixed in all the way is flour. I just have no idea how that happened.
The office holiday party was today. I wore my new black boots. That’s really the only noteworthy thing about it. And of course, that’s only noteworthy to me.
I wrote most of my holiday cards tonight, so they can go in the mail tomorrow. John wrote a few, too, and he wants to take responsibility for two of the ones on my list.
We have to be at work early tomorrow (and then I’ll have to stay a little late since we have a submission deadline), so I’m heading for bed.
This post does not flow at ALL. Kinda sucks, actually. Sorry about that. 🙂 If I have time at work tomorrow, I’ll do better. Well, I won’t fix this post. I’ll just aim higher for the next one.
Good night.
[Around noon.]
I feel like I got punched in the mouth. Right side only. The numbness has worn off and the ibuprofen has not yet kicked in. Aside from that, it was another very pleasant trip to the dentist. (Oxymoron, right?) I think I will bake them cookies. When I got there this morning, the front desk staff told me I was the Patient of the Month and gave me a bag full of goodies. They gave me a travel mug, some Ghirardelli hot chocolate, some other chocolates, and some toothpaste. 🙂 If they hadn’t included the toothpaste, I would have thought they were just trying to give me cavities and make me come back.
I learned something today (while at the dentist). They put adrenaline in the novocaine (or whatever they use now as the anesthetic). Apparently, the numbing slows down your heartbeat, so they put a little adrenaline in there to keep that from happening. Instead, your heart starts to race a little. So I kept thinking I was reacting (belatedly) to my nervousness about getting that shot, but really it was just the adrenaline THEY added. Totally weird. Today I was so jittery I could feel my hands and arms shaking. But only for a minute or two after the shot. I do still dread the shot, but I don’t worry about the actual procedures anymore. They’ve convinced me they’re not going to hurt me.
[At home this evening.]
My cookies failed. I make darn good cookies, but something went awry tonight. And I didn’t realize it until John came home and tried one. I actually stayed out of the batter and away from the cooling cookies. They’re not bad, but I can’t give them to people. I have a cookie reputation to uphold. They taste like something didn’t mix in very well. Possibly the baking soda. John says he’ll eat them. 🙂 So I’ll just have to try again sometime. But this means I can’t bring cookies to the dentist office. Is it bad form to bring them peppermint bark? Hard, crunchy candy is supposed to be the worst thing for teeth, right? I might do that anyway. Because white chocolate and peppermint is hard to resist, even for dental hygienists. 🙂
Mom is on her way to Louisville to help Mark take care of Mindy. Actually, she may have landed by now. Mindy is still in the hospital, but hopefully not for too much longer. Dad said he talked to her this afternoon and she sounded much better.
I’m not crazy about Sundays. I spend too much time worrying about wasting the rest of my free time. Take today, for instance. We slept in, which was very nice, got up a little after 10 (I think), had breakfast around 11, watched some episodes of Mad About You, and went out around noon to get haircuts and buy holiday cards. We’re back, it’s not yet 2 o’clock, and I feel like so much of the day is gone already. It doesn’t help that the sun goes down before 5pm now. I don’t really have anything else to do today, so I should just relax and enjoy it. And I will. Eventually. I’m going to run (which should be interesting; it’s pretty windy today), and then shower, and then curl up on the couch and start on these holiday cards. We got our first one yesterday. I was going to check out the new Bloom’s that just opened in the neighborhood (I need contact solution) and maybe get something for dinner. Maybe I should do that before I run so I don’t have to go out again. Maybe I should run to the store. 🙂
(A couple of hours later…)
I did. I ran to the store. It’s not even a mile away (I think). Getting there was easy. And I wasn’t buying much. So I just grabbed my wallet and put it in one of those cloth grocery bags, rolled it up, and carried it in one hand. It was certainly chilly and windy, but I was warm enough while running. And I was immediately overheated when I walked into the store. I managed. Anyway, I grabbed what I needed, checked out, and headed home. It’s a LOT harder to run home with a bag full of stuff. It wasn’t heavy (maybe 5 or 6 pounds), but hanging the bag from my shoulder meant it was bumping against my hip with every step. I tried cradling it in my arms in front of me, but that was awkward, too. So I ended up walking most of the way home. I think next time I’ll try a backpack.
Now it’s about 5 o’clock. We ensconced on the couch with our cheese and crackers. John is trying to install a game on his laptop. I will probably read. Catch you later.
I finally saw the inside of our neighbor’s house. Now that she’s moving, she’s suddenly friendly. No, that’s not fair of me. She was always friendly, but it was more of a talk-to-each-other-over-the-fence-in-the-backyard friendly, not so much invite-me-into-her-house-to-chat friendly.
This neighbor (let’s call her Stella) was the seller’s real estate agent when we bought our house. She adopted two kids from Russia (a boy and a girl) who came home for the first time just a few days after we moved in. They were 5 and 9 years old. She already had a son (also adopted, I found out today, but from Ukraine, not Russia, and as a baby, not a walking, talking child) who was about 6 when the other two came home. And I think she has an adult son (stepson maybe?). I’ve met him several times, he works with her as a real estate agent, shares her last name, and sometimes lives with her. Maybe he’s her much younger brother. I never asked. Anyway.
Stella put a for-sale sign up in her front yard less than a week ago. I’ve wanted to ask her about it, but, like I said earlier, we’re not exactly the kind of neighbors who just knock on each others’ doors to chat, so I was waiting until I caught her outside. Tonight I took the dogs for a run, and on our way back, we met her two dogs. No leashes, no kids, no Stella in sight. (She is also the neighbor whose dogs routinely get out of her house and yard and wander the neighborhood. She doesn’t always notice. Oh, and these are the dogs (Ginger and Bear) who bark. And bark. And bark. And bark.) They’re nice dogs, and I was pretty sure they’d follow me home, since I had Roxy and Riley with me to hold their interest. I got them into Stella’s backyard (the gate was open), threw my dogs in the house, and went over to her door to let her know her dogs were back (in case she was worried (assuming she knew they were gone, of course)).
Stella greeted me at the door with an immediate, “Come in, come in!” – something she’s never done before. So I went in. She showed me the house from top to bottom (and it looks great), and we sat in the kitchen and chatted. She said she decided to sell her house now because if she waits any longer, the price will go down below what she paid for it. So she’s basically breaking even by selling now. Depressing.
I’m not sure what my point is here. Oh! Well, this may not have been my point, but the house sold on the second day. I didn’t think anyone was able to sell that quickly right now. And her price was not THAT low. She’s closing at the end of January and moving by the end of March. I should have asked her what the buyers are like. Didn’t think of that until I got back home.
I woke up today with a much sunnier outlook. It’s Friday (woo!), the sun is trying to come out, I’ve been watching what I’ve been eating for the past two days and as a result, I have lost two of those pounds I gained back, Mom and Dad are on their way back to the States, and it’s the weekend! It’s worth mentioning twice because I have a lot to do and will have time to do it this weekend. I will finish shopping this weekend. I will also get my earrings fixed. John bought me these beautiful emerald and diamond earrings for my birthday this year, but the first time I tried to wear them, I found that one of the clasps won’t latch. There’s nothing to keep that earring from falling out of my ear. I want to wear them on Thursday (office holiday luncheon), so I need to get them fixed.
Hey, in case any of you were in doubt, Mom gives good advice. Especially when one is overly emotional. Mindy jumped right on the emotional crazy train with me and told me exactly what I wanted to hear (which is great for validation – thanks, Min!), but Mom told me what I should do. And she was right. So that’s what I did. And now that the crazy train has pulled into the station (had enough of this metaphor?), I’m glad I listened to her. Well, that was yesterday (and yesterday’s gone). Today everything is sunshine and light. 🙂 That may be going a bit far.
John’s sleeping in this morning, so I need to take care of the dogs and get my butt to work.
I have completely forgotten what I was going to write about tonight. Work was okay today. It was nice having John there for the afternoon, even though he wasn’t very happy about it. Yes, he’s still sick. He seems to be doing slightly better (he’s not as dead on his feet), but he says he feels a little worse than yesterday. His project is due tomorrow, so he and Greg are trying to put the final touches on it. Then he can collapse. He can sleep in tomorrow and then come to work in the afternoon again. And then I will force him to rest all weekend. Hopefully, he’ll be better next week.
Ooh, the “Festivus” episode of Seinfeld is on. I’ve been watching a lot of TV this week. I only have a handful of shows that I DVR and watch regularly, but I really will watch almost anything that’s on. A handful? Let’s see. In no particular order, I watch True Blood, Fringe, 30 Rock, My Name is Earl, Heroes, The Mentalist, and Lost. I think that’s it. And Eureka. So it’s a handful and a half. Seven hours of TV a week, except that their seasons don’t all run at the same time. So it’s never more than six hours a week. John watches all of those shows with me except Fringe. And we tend to watch them on weekends, never live. So why have I been watching random TV every night this week? What’s wrong with my book?
It’s been raining all day, and every time we let the dogs out, we have to convince Roxy to leave the deck. She’ll stand in the middle of it, in the rain, but we can’t get her to go down the steps without going out there with her. And this last time we let her out, we couldn’t get her to come back in. When she finally decided she was ready, she was completely soaked. I just don’t understand this dog.
Maybe something will happen tomorrow and I’ll have something to write about. 🙂 Or maybe I’ll just be more focused and able to write something that isn’t boring. I’ll try harder. Tomorrow.
I feel somewhat down today. I’ve been trying to figure out why. I’m sure it’s partly because John has been sick. It’s hard for me to feel upbeat when John is miserable. And because he’s been sick, he hasn’t been at work, and the office atmosphere is different. I haven’t been running. I have all kinds of excuses (temps in the teens, sleepless nights ’cause John is sleepless, rain this morning), but it still boils down to not running. I feel better when I run regularly, and I haven’t been doing that for a while. I also haven’t been watching my eating as much. I need to get back to my good habits from the summer. That combination (no running, not being careful about eating) has one MAJOR consequence for me. I have put somewhere between 5 and 7 pounds back on. Yeah, I know that’s not really a lot, but it means the scale is going in the wrong direction!
I behaved myself at breakfast and lunch today, but those are usually not my problem meals. It’s dinner. It’s always dinner. But I’m going to Subway tonight so I can be good. 6″ turkey on wheat with spicy mustard and green peppers. It’s calling out my name.
I can do this.
How’s that for enthusiasm? I went to the outlet mall today to finally shop for my boots. I bought boots. 🙂 I went to Naturalizer first, and they were having INCREDIBLE sales. Have you ever bought a pair of knee-high boots for $40? I have. 🙂 But I didn’t buy them immediately. I asked them to hold a pair of black boots for me. I checked out Easy Spirit and Nine West (nothing I liked) and then went to Clarks-Bostonian. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to buy black or brown boots (I have more stuff that goes with black boots, but that sweater dress I bought would look great with brown), so I was just checking everything out. Clarks had the most perfect, most comfortable (of course) pair of black boots. On sale naturally, because everything’s on sale right now. So I bought them. Then I went back to Naturalizer because I wanted those $40 boots in brown. They didn’t have them in brown in my size! Boo! But the salespeople told me I could order them, same price, and have them delivered at home. 🙂 So I will get them in a week or so. I’m so very happy. 🙂 Now I want more clothes to go with my awesome boots.
We went to Melodee Music (in Sterling) and went directly to the drum section. They had four electronic drumsets set up, but they were roped off with a sign saying to ask for help. We didn’t have go very far, though, before a store employee showed up. VERY helpful. If he works on commission at all, I can see why. The cheapest drumset (which is apparently for beginners or kids) is on sale for $800. The two he demonstrated for us (and then let us play) were the upper two, on sale for $2000 and $3600. That shouldn’t count as “on sale”. But whatever – they were both REALLY cool and lots of fun to play. We played Roland sets. There are plenty of other companies making these, but I haven’t done any research to find out how much they go for and who makes the best ones. I really haven’t done any research at all. And because of the price for the upper level models (the ones with the most flexibility, the ones both John and I would prefer to have), this will be a future purchase. But it’s so cool. 🙂 They have presets so you can change the sound of the entire set or of each pad individually. The bigger ones have room to add on pieces, and because it’s electronic, you can plug the whole thing into a computer, so John could use it for his studio.
We finished playing around on the drums and John found a guitar to try out. He wasn’t really crazy about it, but he says that may have been because of the amp he was playing through. Also, the strings were too thin (lightweight, maybe?) or something. I was sitting on a stool in the same room, half-listening, half-daydreaming. I have no idea now what I was thinking about, but I was entertaining myself. Apparently, I looked bored out of my mind, so John decided one guitar was enough to try today and said we could leave. I didn’t realize he did that for me until we were most of the way home, though. I just thought he was done. I didn’t mean to look bored. I was just deep in thought. Honest. 🙂
We’re settling in for the night with a fire, a movie, and dinner. And for the record, I did run today.
John and I were just discussing where we might need to go to get some shopping today, when we realized (duh) that we really can do all of this online. So then we decided not to go. Until John realized that Melodee Music is open and they have this guitar he was thinking about and he wants to play it. And I can mess around on an electronic drumset. So we ARE going out.
35° Look! The degree symbol! I had to paste it in from Word. Jess – go to Insert, Symbol, and then at the bottom of the Symbol box, type 0176 in the Character Code field and choose ASCII (decimal) from the dropdown menu in the next field. So you can insert it in to the Word doc and paste it into your blog post. There’s supposed to be a keyboard shortcut (CTRL 0176), but it can only be used on the keypad, and I don’t have one on my laptop. (At least, that’s why I think it’s not working for me.)
Today started out boring and got…not boring. Interesting. But not the good kind of interesting.
I ran this morning (just two miles with the dogs) and it was cold enough that I could try out my new winter running clothes. All that moisture-wicking stuff. Worked great! Well, I don’t know about the wicking, but it was an effective extra layer. I wasn’t really cold. Okay, review’s over.
Now for the not-boring part.
One of our friends at work got fired laid off today. He didn’t get any notice. It was one of those Friday afternoon bombshells. John found out when he asked for boxes so he could pack up his office. The last time our boss laid people off, she gave them two weeks. That was over a year ago, when the economy was much stronger. And that is just one of the many things that bother us about this whole thing. I was about to list other things, but because I’m deliberately being vague about this, the list lacks substance.
Our boss came to each of the rest of us to tell us what happened and to reassure us that our jobs are safe. It’s hard to believe that. We’re not really worried, exactly, but it’s better to be prepared. I’m pretty confident that we’ll have jobs at least through the rest of the fiscal year.
Anyway, John is outright angry. It’s going to be an interesting weekend. But thankfully, it IS the weekend. In some ways, this has been a long week (TWO dentist appointments!), and in others, it’s gone pretty quickly. No matter how I look at it, though, I’m tired. We don’t have any major plans – well, I don’t. John is meeting his project group Sunday morning. I would like to get some holiday shopping done, although we’ll probably be scaling back on that, compared to other years.
I feel like we should be more careful (financially) that we’re being right now. We’re not in any trouble, but SO many other people are that I think we should just be, well, more careful. Who knows what could happen? Especially after today. So I’m thinking the big present idea I had for John might be off the table this year. And if he’s planning on spending a lot on me, I’ll try to talk him out of it. I’m worried about the what-ifs. (Because I always have to have something to worry about. Just ask John. Or Mom. It’s just that money isn’t usually it. And it isn’t even it right now. I feel like I should be worried about it. So I am.)
I’m still going to have a nice weekend. The no-major-plans part will help a lot. I can just relax while John works on his project. I can clean up our bedroom (which looks like a hurricane struck), maybe finally clean out the closets (although that might be too ambitious for this weekend), read, listen to the new Christmas albums that just got delivered, RUN – I have to run. I keep saying that, but that’s only because I really mean it.
John and I ordered Chinese food tonight because his throat is starting to get scratchy and he wanted wonton soup (Mom, did you catch that? He wanted SOUP(!) for his sore throat.). We watched an episode of Rescue Me, and then his mom called. They’re discussing the best way to crop our winning family picture, I’m assuming for Christmas cards. Or maybe just to go in Christmas cards. And that reminds me. Last year, John and I sent holiday cards. Actually, we made two lists. One list was cards for me to send, and one was for him. John never did get around to sending any on his list. I sent all of mine, but here’s the problem: I didn’t keep the list. I don’t know who I sent cards to last year. I know some of them, but I’m sure I can’t remember all of them. Here’s a thought. If I sent you a holiday card last year, send me your address again. 🙂 I can’t believe I didn’t keep the list. I can only think of seven or eight that I’m sure I sent. And I’m sure I sent more than that. So….if you don’t get a card from me this year, and you got one last year, I’m sorry. I’m not snubbing you. If you didn’t get a card from me last year, then yes, I am snubbing you. 🙂
I had the morning shift at work today (meaning I had to be there by 8am, instead of my normal 9:30 to 10). I spent most of the day really annoyed. It messed with my schedule (no snoozing, no running) and it was just TOO EARLY. My perspective changed when 4 o’clock rolled around and I could go home. 🙂
I’m forcing myself to write something. I said I would post every day. (Yes, I know I’ve already broken that rule, but I didn’t do it on purpose.) I guess I could post what I have, but that feels like not enough. On the other hand, whatever crap I’m writing right now won’t be much fun for anyone to read. Of course, I didn’t promise quality stuff when I started this blog. So if I’m boring you, feel free to skip this post.
I think we need to replace our thermostat. It says it’s 70 degrees in the house, but I’m shivering.
I’m watching Happy Feet and deciding that I’m not all that crazy about it. I like the tapdancing and I like the singing (and I like the penguin sidekicks), but the plot starts out kinda stupid and then just gets weird.
Okay, I think I’m done babbling about nothing. I can’t even call that babbling. That’s just filling space. Sorry, guys. Nothing much happened today. I’m going to have some hot chocolate and read my book for a while and go to bed early. I HAVE to run tomorrow morning. Have to, have to, have to. And then go to the dentist. Again. I’m just really tired and that doesn’t lead to writing. I’m sure I’ll feel better, more alert, once I start running regularly again. I’ve been really bad about it lately, 5Ks aside.
…where “super cool” means funny in a musically geeky kind of way. Oh, and really awesome. The concert was great. And it was a total surprise. I didn’t even know they were in town. By Friday I knew something was happening on Monday, but I had no idea what. I got a call from my dentist’s office while we were driving to PA on Friday. They wanted to know if I could move one of my appointments to Monday afternoon. I was already telling them I couldn’t (because of work), when I noticed that John was saying that I definitely could not go to the dentist Monday afternoon. Naturally (once I was off the phone), I wanted to know why he would all of a sudden care when I go to the dentist. And he refused to tell me!
So I knew something was up but had no idea what. And somehow, I managed to keep my curiosity in check all weekend. Then it was Sunday night, and I started trying to find out if there was anything I needed to know. You know, do I have be prepared for something? Do I have to dress up? Are we coming home after work or do I have to ready for whatever it is that morning? I think I wore him down, so he told me before we went to sleep that he got us tickets for the Canadian Brass holiday concert at the Kennedy Center! So cool. I love them.
We left straight from work (fast food in the car for dinner) because I had to work until 6pm and the concert started at 7. John got us box seats (!), so we were seated in the front row of the lower balcony level, stage left, in the Concert Hall.
All five of them (two trumpets, one french horn, a tuba, and a trombone) entered from the back of the hall, playing something slow (I don’t remember what). They walked in step, in slow motion, in single file (I could go on) down the aisle towards the stage. They were all wearing black suits with white Adidas sneakers and different color shirts. They looked comfortable. Fun. Which is pretty much what they are. Two of the members have been in the group since they started in 1970. One of the trumpeters is only 20! And he was GOOD. Of course he was good, he’s in the Canadian Brass, but you know what I mean.
It was a really good, really fun, concert. I love the way they sound, how it all blends. Good surprise, John!
And on top of that, John got permission from our boss for us to take the morning off and not go to work until 1pm today. He didn’t realize I had a dentist appointment at 10:20 and was already planning on not showing up until 1, but that doesn’t make it any less sweet. So we slept in and had a lazy morning. It was very nice. And my dentist appointment was not painful, so that was good, too. Once I got to work and the numbness wore off, my mouth started to ache, but hey, that’s what ibuprofen is for. And I only have two more appointments. This year. This month, since it’s December already. And now that I’m not hurting anymore, I can have turkey sandwiches for dinner. Okay, one turkey sandwich. And some leftover green bean casserole. Leftover Thanksgiving food is not good for my diet.
I went to the doctor today. I’d been feeling progressively better over the last few days, but then I couldn’t stop coughing last night. I actually slept in the guest room because the bed in there is in the corner. I piled every pillow in the house (I let John keep a couple) into that corner so I could sleep sitting upright. It still took forever for me to stop coughing long enough to fall asleep. It was nice to wake up to sunlight streaming in the window, though. Our bedroom is on the north side of the house, so I don’t usually get to the see that. The window in the guest room faces south. Anyway, even taking the same medicines I’ve been taking all week, I couldn’t get my coughing under control today. So finally I left the office this afternoon to go to the doctor.
Turns out I have bronchitis.
First Question: How can I have bronchitis and still feel perfectly healthy (cough aside)? I don’t feel sick. My head is clear, I’m not achy, I don’t have a fever – and yet, I have bronchitis. Well, whatever. I’m just glad to know what it is and to have the right medication.
Second Question: Does this mean I shouldn’t run in the Herndon Turkey Trot tomorrow? I was assuming an immediate no since, you know, I have BRONCHITIS, but the doctor said that as long as I start the antibiotic and other medication (robitussin dm and an inhaler of some kind), I should be fine. It’s at 4pm, it’ll be about 40 degrees out, and I’ll be bundled up. So I’ll be running a 5K tomorrow and then hanging out with my friends (dinner and Bond!). Totally weird.
In other news, I have no other news. Really. Work was slow. We had our annual office Thanksgiving lunch, so there were a lot of people in the office we don’t usually see. That makes it sound like we brought strangers in off the street or something. Which actually would have been a really nice thing to do. No, I meant that the people who work in the Ballston office came over, and some people brought their families in. We saw all the new babies (who I stayed far away from, I promise) and got to catch up with coworkers we really only see about once a year. It’s generally a nice event (and we have a new caterer this year who’s REALLY good), but I didn’t stick around since I figured it wouldn’t be polite to cough all over the crowds in the conference room and kitchen.
Damn. I just checked tomorrow’s forecast. It’s going to be about 35 degrees and WINDY tomorrow afternoon. A 25mph wind will make it feel like about 25 degrees, and that’s what I’ll be running in. Makes me look forward to it just a bit less. Just a bit. Then again, I have already discovered that the Weather Channel lies to me, so maybe it won’t be that bad.
You may have found it odd that we had to pack up and go to West Virginia last night. It’s not exactly what we usually do on a Saturday night. Our friend Joe turns 40 in January, and his wife wanted to surprise him with a party. What better way to surprise him than to invite all of his friends and family to West Virginia two months before his birthday? It was at a bar, we had a band – everyone had a really good time. John and I took a more scenic route home this morning (it was a gorgeous day today), and we’re about to sack out on the couch and snack while watching TV. Before heading to Wolf Trap. Busy weekend. Also? Wegman’s is awesome. (That’s where this afternoon’s snacks came from.)
So I finally got around to starting a blog. It’s going to take me a while to figure out how this works, and even longer to make the page look the way I want it to. (Mostly because I don’t know how I want it to look yet.) I’ll be trying to emulate blogs I like to read, but I think I’ll be on training wheels for quite some time. That doesn’t even make sense. Welcome to my blog. 🙂