I have to say this early morning shift has really taken it out of me, and I realize I am OLD. I am running, but very slowly and very poorly--thank you Mr. Humidity--you suck! The weatherman had better stick to his promise of temps in the 70's for the rest of the week, or I may lose a nut in my brain and start rocking in the corner. I have great ambition to come home from work at 1:30 and go out running, but I am either A) not leaving work at 1:30, B) barely coherent and fall asleep on the couch when I get home, or C) It's too damn hot out--I swear a little bit more of me melts in between the truck and air conditioning. I long for Fall. I will not complain about cooler temps--trust me. I am the Queen of Wrapping Myself in Blankets.
A few more things. My garden is kinda sucky right now. I spent some time yesterday starting to cut down some dead plants, but I have much more to do. The Zinnia seeds I planted weeks ago are growing tall; I can finally tell them from weeds, and are leaving them alone to bloom. I can't wait to take pictures :)
I have been eating some good food! For some reason, I have been craving this bad boy:
|Photo from here|
I had two in as many days, along with fries. I think I will now head out and grab another one for dinner tonight. Hard work=muscle building=greasy protein from a moo cow. Yep. Nothing ladylike about shoveling that baby into my mouth. I am drooling just looking at the picture. Don't worry, I have been eating some fresh fruit and grilled veggies, too. They just don't cut the mustard sometimes, and only a burger will do. If anything, it puts me into a food coma that knocks me out and keeps me asleep for a few hours at night. I have learned to hate the DJ who is so damn chipper at 3:30 in the morning. How do they do it? Red Bull? B12 shots? What?!
Lest you think Bud is not on the scene, he is. He's just busy as hell, too. I made the mistake of telling him we needed to do X so many times each week, and so far, we haven't managed to make my goal. I think I cursed us. Let's just say it's not because we don't want to, it's cause we just can't manage to see each other more than once or twice a week. Praying to the X God that will change soon. Like I told Bud--we're getting older, we've got to keep doing it while the doing is
good. great! I am just happy when I can lay next to him and smell his shirt. Dang it. He always smells good, and I always smell like food/coffee/new books/sweat from running.
TaTa for now--I'll be back again sometime soon. Now off to burger land...