Silence.
Crickets chirping.
Echo....echo....echoooooooo
more silence
Nothing.
I got nothing...
WTF? Is up Mutha N's asshole? Seriously. What is going on with her...? She's being a bitch.
Speaking of bitches...heading up the cabin this weekend with my bitches...Carmen and Colleen and oh...my hubby and our children. Shaun is our man-servant. Okay, he would be totally pissed if/when he reads that but he IS kind of a chick, so we all get along famously!! A funny thing happens when we get to the cabin...I do nothing. Nada. Zero. Sit on my a$$ and read/drink/snooze/read/yell at my kids to get off the road/visit/walk to the store for ice cream...I love it!!
Carmen's cabin is about 4 doors down. One day we were out for drinks after work about 5 years ago and she announces she bought a cabin. I was stunned. I was shocked. I was super jealous!! I had wanted a cabin for my whole life. So what does one do? She drives up to the lake the very next weekend buys herself a cabin...and announces it to her husband when the deal is nearly done...note to those who are newly married or thinking of getting married or even those of you who have a long-term spouse/partner...This? Not a great strategy for smooth married relations...seriously...not a good strategy at all!!
Soccer...I am not liking the soccer moms. I try to be chatty and I try to be nice but they talk about the silliest stuff!! Nope. Will not be trading any recipes. Don't feel like having playdates!! Do any of you have a comment on the hedging strategy of Russell Investments? No? (turn the work brain off....now...before you really don't make any friends!!!)
And that's it.
On the training front...I feel like doing nothing. I am tired and lazy and this weather is SO not making me happy...I want to curl up on the couch and watch Detroit go duck hunting tonight.
4 comments:
That funny thing that happens when you get to the cabin - I thought that's what was SUPPOSED to happen! Normally your ass should be in a lounger that is in the water, along with a large supply of the beverage of choice, and reading material so you can shade your eyes when you snooze, but I suppose given the weather, and that Jenna is camping in the frigging snow, you can be forgiven for not being in the water.
You could ask them how they feel at the 40 K mark of a marathon, or their strategy for coping with the madness of T1 with frozen fingers. That ought to go over real good.
Or you could find the T shirt I saw once. It said "Me: bounces bowling balls off my abs. You: ate the bowling ball AND it's buddies."
the crickets are frozen. silence.
haha. or maybe the crickets went south to warmer weather. Maybe that is where your training mojo went too. I think mine is there as well. On a beach somewhere with an umbrella drink. Sigh.
Have fun at the cabin!
HAHAHAHA, this post was funny. I'm terribly behind on blogs and just read this one. Hope you had fun at the cabin. Note to self, don't buy one w/o asking Patrick first. Got it. :)
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