When I look back on that quiz rating I got I have to laugh..

Pure Light????
Nope, sorry. Just pure fat ass sitting around. I am a beacon of laziness unto the world!!

Although I did manage to open a passbook account for Belli.

Then I managed to get us all to the beach (3 minutes away by car lest anyone think that this is a great accomplishment).

At the beach I managed to lay there like a pale beached whale.

It was a gorgeous day though and Belli had such a good time. We have to go there more often. It’s an absolute crime that we don’t.

**oooh, and I managed to load the camera software onto my laptop but of course the batteries in the actual camera needed a charge but soon… PICS!!
(did you think I had forgotten about that little goal? Oh no, quite the opposite my friend (s)? When I am procrastinating the thing that I am putting off is on my mind constantly!

I don’t eat lunch till about two (which of course messes up dinner for me) but today I had a dentist appt. so now I am talking weird and I think I’m going to starve to death.

I can’t believe I actually got that quiz to come out on the previous post! Go me!

If only I could figure out what these little bubbles mean that are above this box….

My first instinct was to go to the bookstore/library and look for “Blogging for Dummies”.
See, that’s part of the problem…I run looking for a book. I could probably find the info I need right on the ‘net.

I’ve already been to a lot of the parts of this site but apparently my question is too dumb to ask. I’ll have to look again.

Hmm…

Interesting quiz with some thought provoking questions.

Do you want to see what you are?

http://www.okcupid.com/tests/756945151268143308/Light-or-Dark

What does it mean when you miss someone you’ve never met?

What do you even do with that?

I love summer rains.

Today I ran on the treadmill; which turned out not to be broken. It turns out all this time the switch was in the “off” position. So for all these months that may have been the problem.

Mr.V also seems to think that his constant plugging and unplugging of the thing may have messed up the computers in it and led to its months long coma. I have no problem with him thinking that even if it’s not true. He gets so OCD about energy it’s really becoming a chore to put up with so if his guilty conscience is going to make my life a little easier… I’m cool with that!

Anyway I ran. I did a version of the running that Teen Queen will have to do for her soccer conditioning. (Everything but the sprints at the end) I will try to work those in later.

I’m tired of my body being the way it is. I even had a dream a few nights back that basically revisited my semi-ano days. I know;objectively, that my psyche is looking to reagain some semblance of the feeling of control. (I did sharpen those pencils if you’ll recall!)

Running tonight felt good. I had my JLo on my old school walkman and I was able to belt out a few of the oldie but goodies right along with her.

It felt good to ride this little wavelet. We’ll see if I can stay on top of it.

someone’s pain is so great you can feel it in your own bones.
It lies down with you at night and wakes up with you at odd hours.

I want to eat it and swallow it down. To make it disappear. To bring peace to an aching heart.

I pray for this person, these people, this world.
When it seems like it will never be enough to just pray… I PRAY HARDER.

Peace be with you.

I wonder why there are people in the world who always appear to be miserable.
Are they really that put upon?

Maybe you know them….
Every time they answer the phone they sound like they are being inconvenienced.
They never have anything good to say about anything or anyone.
They could win the lotto and then complain endlessly about the taxes.
They are always sighing and rolling their eyes.

I’m not saying I’m Miss Suzy Sunshine, but if I felt as miserable as they appear to be every single day of their life I don’t know that I could go on.

Maybe I should admire their strength in the face of their misery.
Maybe they are not miserable, maybe they are actually very happy?

Ok Today we’ve got loud talkers.

Not just loud cell phone talkers (although the particular loud talker that inspired today’s peeve is also one of those) I mean loud talkers in general.

This one particular lady does her thing at the skating rink where I take Belli for her lesson. I know waaaay too much about this chick. I know waaaay too much about her friends and her opinion about her friends (and their children). I know about her husband and her previous car accidents (husband’s fault!) and her friends autistic children (after repeated IVF attempts). I know where she works out and what she likes to drink. I know where she gets her nails done and I know how she likes them done and that she’s not afraid to call the next day and ask for a touch up if she thinks they did a lousy job. There’s more but by now I think you probably know waaay too much about her too.

So today she was trying to figure out childcare at various locations of the gym she goes to and then was trying to find someone else to watch the kids while she went to work out. I remembered that I needed to call to make sure that Mr. V was home so I could go to a class so I get on my cell phone and hunch over and try to mumble/whisper my way through a conversation with him because I DO NOT WANT TO BE LOUD LIKE HER… and this lady gets LOUDER than she already was! Apparently I was disturbing her efforts to find someone to pick up her dog at the vet’s!!

I finally swtiched the phone to my other ear and jammed my finger in the ear closest to her.

GEEZ!!!