Saturday, August 30, 2008

Has LEGO heard my pleas?

Thanks again to KSM for sending me this link. I think in addition to Mom LEGO-guys, LEGO can do a whole new Political line ... although, technically speaking, Governor Palin would fall into both categories. I hear, however, that her husband is referred to as "the First Dude".

Fortunately, LEGO already has this mini figure for Todd.

I just think it's cool that somebody out there has already begun the Mom-LEGO-guy line. I'll be sitting here, waiting for my royalty checks to come in.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Phrase of the Day

Today's phrase was, "I can't believe ..." but that's not all.

Here's how it started ...

I can't believe, I'm making myself go out and run in the pouring down torrential rain ... and why is that, you ask? Because I can't believe I signed up to run another endurance event ... and the one that I ran in the rain last year ... I must be an idiot. I can't believe I'm doing this again.

At 10AM, I met some friends for brunch ... I ordered a bacon, egg, and cheese panini ... this thing was a work of art ... as a matter of fact, 3 out of 4 of us ordered it. Just the other day, I saw the guy who wrote, Eat this, not that on TV and he said " ... eat bacon and eggs ... " Who am I to argue? Especially, when face to face with a delicious cheese laden panini, I completely ignored the "stay away from hot sandwiches part of his dissertation and focused on the egg and bacon part. I can't believe I ate the whole thing ... devoured would be more appropriate here.

Sometimes I can't believe how fortunate I am to be surrounded by such good friends (who don't judge my standards!).

A portion of our conversation (after the oohing and ahing over the panini) was centered around, "I can't believe our sons are in Kindergarten". Followed closely by "I can't believe that we've known each other for over 3 years now. It seems like just yesterday our boys were in the 2 year old class together." There were a few more "I can't believe's" relating to age of their other children but thankfully, no "I can't believe's" about our ages ... some things are best left unspoken.

While there, we witnessed an angry father of one of the wait staff having it out with another member of the staff who apparently was dating (ok, I'm not sure how accurate the word dating is, but I am G-rating this) his daughter. When it got violent, they took it outside and the manager attempted to diffuse the fireworks that ensued. I can't believe how angry the dad was. This had Montel written all over it. Evidently the dad had a tremendous concern for the well being of his daughter, but whatever the boyfriend (again, being G-rated here) did or didn't do was severe enough to provoke an EXTREMELY intense response. I can't believe how angry he (the dad) was.

By noon, I was thinking of my departure from the corporate sector ... I can't believe that I actually made the leap of faith to leave. And if I was stuck in some office somewhere in some city, I wouldn't have enjoyed a delightful breakfast panini and a show.

While driving home, in the rain, my thoughts stayed to our governor, Sonny Perdue. Before Thanksgiving last year, he organized a prayer vigil on the steps of the capital to pray for rain to end the drought. God listened - it rained then (I ran in it for 3 hours on Thanksgiving day last year) ... and by Jove, it's still raining. In all seriousness, I think it's awesome that our state governor prayed and even more so that we have actually been getting rain. I can't believe he hasn't had more press about the "success" in his beliefs (both positive and negative press have been absent). Fay might actually facilitate the final "surge" we need to raise the water table.

By mid afternoon, I had tuned in to the fact that I kept saying "I can't believe" over and over again. I thought maybe I would share my phrase with my husband in attempts to clear it from my excessive use. When I spoke with him for our daily update, he went first and related a stream of consciousness flow of thoughts. Meaning his speech just flowed without a real break. Oddly enough, he kept saying "so ..." over and over again. So what, you might ask.

It went something like this ...

"So, it was a miserable commute this morning, so I tried to call you earlier but you were on the phone, so I didn't leave a message." So when I went to my appointment in the afternoon ... so [insert what happened here] ... so [this is what I did] ... so [this is what I said] ... so [here's where we are now] ... so [here's what we need to do next]. With inserted so's peppering the in between thoughts. So .... he said, "UGH, I can't stop saying "SO" ...

I said, "So?"

He said, "Yes, SO ... I can't stop saying it ... it must be my phrase for the day".

"So", what do you think happened?

Did I tell him my phrase? Did I get to relate the thing that I kept saying over and over?

Uh, no.

I just started saying "so". So what do you think that means?

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Back to basics

Technically, I started training again for my next endurance event ... the Atlanta Half Marathon on Thanksgiving Day. Note, I said, "technically". I'm still in a semi-state of denial that I completed the endurance events I've already completed - it's just soooo not me. But I've got the shirts to prove it, as well as the medals they kindly give you when you cross the finish line, so it must be true.

It was almost exactly a year ago that I started training for my first endurance event, the PF Chang's Rock and Marathon in Phoenix, AZ. To read about the first few runs, go here.

And so it begins again. This time, I'm not "technically" running for charity - unless you consider sympathy and pity in the charitable category. (i.e. people feel sorry for me when they see me running). I have to keep in mind, that this time last year, I could barely eek out a mile in 18 minutes (most people walk faster than that) and now I'm somewhere in the the 13 - 14 minute range. So does that mean, it's not where you're going, it's where you've been? Or is it, it's not where you've been, it's where you're going ... and in my case, going slowly.

Although greatly inspired by the 38 year old woman who won the Olympic marathon & Dara Torres who was repeatedly reminded that she was old enough to be the mother of her competitors ... (gee thanks), I'm certainly not an Olympic hopeful - but I am following along at home while sipping wine and nibbling on cheese and making catty remarks about women's beach volleyball.

I'm anticipating the catharsis that will eventually surface - when I transcend the daily grind and enter the running zone. Inevitably it will come with consistent running but ... it hasn't happened yet. I'm still entrenched in the grind and covered with muck (which could be one of the reasons I'm running so slowly or maybe I should just put down the wine glass ;-)).

So it's back to the basics again ... cadence, breathing, stretching, and ice - oh, and lots of prayer.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

LEGO girl guys discovered in Jungle

Thanks to KSM - here it is "in the plastic" ... Jungle Surprise-Girl guy ... and wow this girl-guy would be a surprise find in the jungle. Good to know that even LEGO girl-guys wear lipstick and mascara in the Amazon. What is that on the side of her face, anyway? A side burn? And what about the snake ... just because Cleopatra had one I guess.

Seriously, LEGO ... you could have done a bit better on this one ... and I'm still holding out for LEGO mom guys.

Thanks Kel!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

The first day ... finally

Over the last 2 weeks, there have been a lot of "almost posts" - the ones I keep writing in my head - but never actually make it to the big screen. Here's a sampling of titles ...
"The night the lights went out in Georgia" - about losing power for a day/night. I couldn't actually compose that one, because, well, the power was out - ergo no laptop ... horrors.
"Concert in the garden" ... subtitled - "how many different beverages can you consume in an evening" ... I think that one's self explanatory.
"Ten things I DO NOT miss about working in corporate America" - centered around a telephone call I had with a potential business associate.
And finally, "Jobs that actually pay you for playing with LEGOs" - I'm still inspired by Nathan.

Unfortunately, since none of the above ever made it to print, all you get is "The first day of school ... finally."

It came, it went, I cried (but not until after he left on the big yellow bus) and then I ran - or maybe I ran and then I cried ... oh dear, now it's just a blur. Here's the bus picture. I put the rest on a link to the right ... and here ... have fun, enjoy. The bus picture is priceless, really ... he just has that look on his face as if saying ..."Mom, seriously, be done with the pictures already". But isn't it thoughtful that he humored me?

It started out in a flurry of activity ... my mom came, I actually got up by 6:00AM (forgot what that's like and quickly remembered I don't like it) and made coffee (which I do like) ... Doug manned the video, I had the still camera, we all had our pictures with Dominic who was eager to get out the door and walk the arduous 3 minute trek up the hill to the stop sign where the bus stops. There were 5 sets of parents - all with cameras and coffee and a half dozen kids who were attempting to systematically detach themselves from the onlookers. Dominic blew kisses out the window - he loves the bus and instantly started chatting with the little boy in his seat. No separation anxiety whatsoever on his part. As for me, I'm good - I just have to figure out a new routine now ... which at the moment consists of a 3 - 5 mile run before 8:30AM. I haven't quite figured out the rest of the day yet ... it's only Tuesday.

So there it is ... maybe I'll figure out how to post on a more regular basis now that I'm running again ... plus I've signed up for another half marathon in November (Thanksgiving Day) so there will be all the pain and angst of endurance training to monitor. I can feel everyone's anticipation burning a hole in the monitor even as I type. Anyway, if running fails me, there's always tales of Kindergarten - we have a meet & greet with the teacher on Thursday night and our first PTA ... oh the excitement just keeps building doesn't it?

Please stay tuned, regular programming will resume shortly.