Saturday, February 28, 2009
I still like my vision of tucked in spuds dreaming of becoming mashed with cream or made into devil's starchy fingers better.
Do you think there are back issues of the American Potato Journal? 'Cuz my birthday is just around the corner...
Friday, February 20, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
- Potatoes and their ilk are the Chosen Vegetables and are afforded extra special treatment?
- Does the produce manager love his spuds so much he tucks them in each night with their little burlap blankies, pats them on their heads, reads them a story and quietly leaves them to their slumber?
- Are there roving gangs of tuber haters who invade grocery stores late at night and harass the vegetables, forcing the produce people to hide their spuds away?
- Do potatoes need their beauty sleep more than other vegetables? Are they more simply more sensitive and high-strung. I always thought they were more down to earth then other produce.
I am sure there is a very logical explanation for this but I prefer my vision of softly slumbering spuds snuggled in for a good night's sleep.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Turns out that the x-rays showed he actually needs two more teeth out and his fangs will probably go at some time too. They couldn't get the other two teeth because he had been under the anesthetic too long so they had to bring him out. It is hard on any cat but especially older ones like my beast. I will wait a few months before we go after the other teeth. I need time to find a buyer for my kidney.
P.S. He is worth every penny.
Sunday I ran in my third "Love 'em or Leave 'em" 5K at Green Lake. While not as "speedy" as in past years I was still very pleased with my time: 32:44 or a 10:22 pace. I ran this one just as kind of a check-in to see where I was and what I was capable of. I had taken essentially four months off from running last fall so I felt like I was starting back at the beginning when I started training in January. My first pace in January was 11:53 for a three-miler so the 10:22 is a huge improvement for me in a very short period of time. My 5K PR is looking good for this year!
I had to go to this Valentine's themed race alone. Kevin is suffering from some nasty shinsplints and Matt didn't feel like racing that day. I don't mind going places alone, in fact sometimes I miss that, but it seemed a little sad and mildly pathetic to go to the Valentine's run without so much as a friend. But I dragged my spinster behind out of bed early Sunday morning, drove to the lake feeling very unprepared and proceeded to have a fun race. The weather was a little chilly but the splits were good:
11:07 first mile - too many people and two bottlenecks on the course
10:07 second mile
10:04 third mile
8:29 for the last tenth (or .16 per my Garmin)
I was passed briefly by two people running in tandem as a giant heart. They couldn't have been very aerodynamic and it was a bit demoralizing seeing them trot past me but I persevered. Shortly after they passed me they began to walk and I chugged past them never to see them again. I take my victories where I can.
Everything went much better than the dream I had about the race the night before that involved carrying my tax textbook, crawling along ledges, getting stranded on someone's kitchen island, getting lost on the course, and not wearing any pants. Hooray for reality.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
- Studying, studying, studying. It is what I should be doing right now but I have fought the good fight on this tax problem long enough and it is time to let it go. Ugh. This quarter is a killer.
- Dealing with various family health issues. Surgery. Blood transfusions. New chemo. Nursing home. Infection. Pharmaceutical fights. Pain. Non-compliance. Good times.
- Running. I am actually on a fairly regular schedule again and have my pace for a three-miler under 11:00. Sad that that is an achievement for me but I took so much time off last fall that it is going to take awhile to get back in the game. I did a four miler on Monday and it felt great and I know I could have stretched it out to five or six. Patience, Grasshopper.
- Saw "The Cody Rivers Show" with my dear friend Liane, her boyfriend, and Kevin. Odd, weird, quite indescribable sketch comedy stuff. Go see them when they come to your town. I'm talking to you "Blue Sky Girls!" They are Bellingham based so the Fisher's should be able to see them at some point too but they aren't scheduled to right now. Do yourselves a favor and check the schedule. Did I mention, odd?
- Painting of Kevin's master bedroom closet. What started as a simple quest for a new closet organizer resulted in the room being gutted, repainted, carpeting ripped up, laminate floors installed and a new light fixture. He has been working very hard and I have only been able to help with the paining and not much else.
- Work. Sweet, sweet work.
That's all for now kiddies. Back to the tax book. This week looks more interesting. A PNB performance Friday night, a 5K race where I will probably set a personal worst on Sunday, ridiculously expensive feline dental work, and if the infernal studying doesn't get in the way, a chocolate and wine festival on Saturday.