Monday, June 30, 2008
Not right
The time is 8:51 p.m. The sun is still up and it is still bright outside. The neighborhood children are playing outside. Not playing, mostly just yelling. The Track and Field Olympic trials continue tonight at 11 p.m. EST and I have to tape them. I would rather watch live. This is the part I dislike about summer the most. Going to bed at 9 p.m.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Miles run in 2008
This afternoon I ran six miles on my treadmill to avoid the summer rain. And in the process, I passed 500 miles run for the year. I really wanted to run outside, but I didn't know if the rain was going to bring thunderstorms. Now that my run is over, it is barely sprinkling outside and no thunderstorms. Oh well. There is always tomorrow to go outside and run.
I ran outside yesterday. It felt good being in the open air. Physically, I wasn't that good. My legs were very tired and sore from Sunday's 10K. In the middle of my run a pain in my lower back started. I took a short walk break to give a break to my legs and back. It helped. A couple of blocks away from my house, a man in a van driving by yelled out "run faster" out of his window. I said something back to him. I doubt he heard it. I stopped at a stoplight for oncoming traffic to go by. I leaned over and had my hands on my knees taking a breather when a man on a bike rode by me. He asked if I was OK. I said I was and I thanked him. He could have rode by and made a stupid comment. But he didn't. It was really nice of him to ask me. Not all people that pass me on the street are jerks.
2004: 156.6
2005: 194.6
2006: 251.0
2007: 237.5
2008: 504.6
I ran outside yesterday. It felt good being in the open air. Physically, I wasn't that good. My legs were very tired and sore from Sunday's 10K. In the middle of my run a pain in my lower back started. I took a short walk break to give a break to my legs and back. It helped. A couple of blocks away from my house, a man in a van driving by yelled out "run faster" out of his window. I said something back to him. I doubt he heard it. I stopped at a stoplight for oncoming traffic to go by. I leaned over and had my hands on my knees taking a breather when a man on a bike rode by me. He asked if I was OK. I said I was and I thanked him. He could have rode by and made a stupid comment. But he didn't. It was really nice of him to ask me. Not all people that pass me on the street are jerks.
2004: 156.6
2005: 194.6
2006: 251.0
2007: 237.5
2008: 504.6
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Books read in 2008
A Simple Act of Murder: November 22, 1963, Mark Fuhrman
Brothers: The Hidden History of the Kennedy Years, David Talbot
Sons and Brothers: The Days of Jack and Bobby Kennedy, Richard D. Mahoney
Marilyn Monroe: The Biography, Donald Spoto
True Grace: The Life and Times of an American Princess, Wendy Leigh
Final Disclosure, David W. Belin
John Wayne: My Life with the Duke, Pilar Wayne
Bombshell: The Life and Death of Jean Harlow, David Stenn
The Lost Life of Eva Braun, Angela Lambert
Harlow: An Intimate Biography, Irving Shulman
His Way, Kitty Kelley
Natalie, Lana Wood
Rita Hayworth, John Kobal
The Fatal Friendship: Marie Antoinette, Count Fersen and the Flight to Varennes, Stanley Loomis
The Other Boleyn Girl, Philippa Gregory
John Wayne: The Man Behind the Myth, Michael Munn
Robert Kennedy: His Life, Evan Thomas
Grace of Monaco, Steven Englund
Nemesis, Peter Evans
Currently Reading: A Royal Duty, Paul Burrell
Up Next: Library trip
Brothers: The Hidden History of the Kennedy Years, David Talbot
Sons and Brothers: The Days of Jack and Bobby Kennedy, Richard D. Mahoney
Marilyn Monroe: The Biography, Donald Spoto
True Grace: The Life and Times of an American Princess, Wendy Leigh
Final Disclosure, David W. Belin
John Wayne: My Life with the Duke, Pilar Wayne
Bombshell: The Life and Death of Jean Harlow, David Stenn
The Lost Life of Eva Braun, Angela Lambert
Harlow: An Intimate Biography, Irving Shulman
His Way, Kitty Kelley
Natalie, Lana Wood
Rita Hayworth, John Kobal
The Fatal Friendship: Marie Antoinette, Count Fersen and the Flight to Varennes, Stanley Loomis
The Other Boleyn Girl, Philippa Gregory
John Wayne: The Man Behind the Myth, Michael Munn
Robert Kennedy: His Life, Evan Thomas
Grace of Monaco, Steven Englund
Nemesis, Peter Evans
Currently Reading: A Royal Duty, Paul Burrell
Up Next: Library trip
Monday, June 23, 2008
Weekend Update
Seeing Jerry Seinfeld Friday was awesome. The show lasted about an hour and a half. During his act, I did remember a couple of things from the show. I didn't lean over to tell my husband, 'That was from Seinfeld!' during the show. I didn't want to talk and disrupt the others around me. I waited to tell him when we were in the truck leaving the theatre. Unlike me trying not to be obnoxious, the guys in front and in back of us were. The guys repeated everything Jerry said to their dates. Which by the way was annoying. But to top it off, the guy who was behind us, his breath stunk. I kept smelling it throughout the show. I checked my breath to make sure it wasn't me. After the show I asked my husband if it was him. It wasn't. He said it was the guy behind us because he smelled it too. I hope his date enjoyed smelling that all night.
I ran in my first 10K of the year Sunday. It was a pleasant day. It was sunny, but not too hot. It was the first time running with an iPod during a race. I really liked it. It helped pass the time. The only problem was the left earphone got loose a couple of times. It was no problem to fix that while running.
Usually at the start of a run, I always think to myself why am I doing this? Sunday was different. I never had that thought. I was really excited to be running. Most of the race, I was by myself. Which isn't a big deal to me. I like to run by myself. After five miles, I was running up a terrible hill, when I saw a white t-shirt out of the corner of my eye. It was a guy. I didn't think anyone was behind me. I kept going at my pace. I reached my hand out at the last water station about at 5.5 miles. I heard the guy talk and saw him. It is like he appeared out of no where. By the way the water at the last station was not good. It was warm, it tasted like it came out of a garden hose and it had a hint of chlorine. Not good combinations. After the water station I crossed the road to the left side to finish out the race. The guy stayed to my right. Within a quarter of a mile to the finish, he runs in front of me. I thought I would have enough to chase him down. I didn't. My legs were beat. I finished the race in 1:11:38. My official time was 1:12. I like my watch time better.
Every week I like to run over 20 miles. On Sunday after the 10K, I was still two miles short. Later in the afternoon. I put back on my running shoes and headed down into my basement. I got on the treadmill and finished my two miles. It was tough. My legs were sore from the run in the morning. I did it and finished at 20 miles for the week.
When I was running in the 10K, I didn't notice my dri-fit shirt and shorts were chaffing me. Changing my clothes, I saw all of the marks left. I had one on the inside of my arms from my dri-fit sleeves, marks on my upper stomach and back from my sports bra and marks around my waist from the shorts. I need to find clothes that won't rub me raw during my half-marathon run. If I got this many during a 10K, what will I look like after 13.1 miles?
I ran in my first 10K of the year Sunday. It was a pleasant day. It was sunny, but not too hot. It was the first time running with an iPod during a race. I really liked it. It helped pass the time. The only problem was the left earphone got loose a couple of times. It was no problem to fix that while running.
Usually at the start of a run, I always think to myself why am I doing this? Sunday was different. I never had that thought. I was really excited to be running. Most of the race, I was by myself. Which isn't a big deal to me. I like to run by myself. After five miles, I was running up a terrible hill, when I saw a white t-shirt out of the corner of my eye. It was a guy. I didn't think anyone was behind me. I kept going at my pace. I reached my hand out at the last water station about at 5.5 miles. I heard the guy talk and saw him. It is like he appeared out of no where. By the way the water at the last station was not good. It was warm, it tasted like it came out of a garden hose and it had a hint of chlorine. Not good combinations. After the water station I crossed the road to the left side to finish out the race. The guy stayed to my right. Within a quarter of a mile to the finish, he runs in front of me. I thought I would have enough to chase him down. I didn't. My legs were beat. I finished the race in 1:11:38. My official time was 1:12. I like my watch time better.
Every week I like to run over 20 miles. On Sunday after the 10K, I was still two miles short. Later in the afternoon. I put back on my running shoes and headed down into my basement. I got on the treadmill and finished my two miles. It was tough. My legs were sore from the run in the morning. I did it and finished at 20 miles for the week.
When I was running in the 10K, I didn't notice my dri-fit shirt and shorts were chaffing me. Changing my clothes, I saw all of the marks left. I had one on the inside of my arms from my dri-fit sleeves, marks on my upper stomach and back from my sports bra and marks around my waist from the shorts. I need to find clothes that won't rub me raw during my half-marathon run. If I got this many during a 10K, what will I look like after 13.1 miles?
Friday, June 20, 2008
Random things
I haven't been able to get to update the last couple of days. My husband had a couple of days off from work and was glued to the computer. He was playing computer games. I was only able to get him to stop playing war games to check my email.
While photographing a baseball game yesterday I heard the most unusual conversation. Note, I was not standing in the dugout. Usually I do, but not yesterday. I was leaning on an outside wall. All of the guys knew I was there taking photos, but this was talked about anyway. Some of the guys were talking about how big their members were. I heard one player said that, "He had a huge c*ck." I believe the conversation stopped when game was called to a mercy rule. Later during dinner, I told my husband what I heard. He asked if it excited me. I said no. I told him 17-20 year old guys didn't excite me.
When walking into work this morning at 4:30 a.m., birds were chirping loud. It seemed like they were really happy to be up this early in the morning. Unlike me. I wanted to get back into my car, drive back home and crawl back into bed.
My husband and I are going to see Jerry Seinfeld tonight at the Stranahan Theater in Toledo, Ohio. Before the show we are going to go to the Westfield Franklin Park Mall and eat dinner afterwards. The dinner will probably be what I choose. Tonight, I'm thinking Outback Steakhouse. When we are at the mall, I foresee me shopping in Aeropostale or Hollister.
Sunday is my first 10K of the year. I hope it is a nice day in the low 70s and not too humid. Two years ago when I ran the 10K, it was over 80 degrees and very humid at 9 am. I hope it is different this year.
This story is unbelievable. Female high school students are not smart and shouldn't do what their friends are doing. When I was in high school, I would never agree to this pact. What is wrong with society?
While photographing a baseball game yesterday I heard the most unusual conversation. Note, I was not standing in the dugout. Usually I do, but not yesterday. I was leaning on an outside wall. All of the guys knew I was there taking photos, but this was talked about anyway. Some of the guys were talking about how big their members were. I heard one player said that, "He had a huge c*ck." I believe the conversation stopped when game was called to a mercy rule. Later during dinner, I told my husband what I heard. He asked if it excited me. I said no. I told him 17-20 year old guys didn't excite me.
When walking into work this morning at 4:30 a.m., birds were chirping loud. It seemed like they were really happy to be up this early in the morning. Unlike me. I wanted to get back into my car, drive back home and crawl back into bed.
My husband and I are going to see Jerry Seinfeld tonight at the Stranahan Theater in Toledo, Ohio. Before the show we are going to go to the Westfield Franklin Park Mall and eat dinner afterwards. The dinner will probably be what I choose. Tonight, I'm thinking Outback Steakhouse. When we are at the mall, I foresee me shopping in Aeropostale or Hollister.
Sunday is my first 10K of the year. I hope it is a nice day in the low 70s and not too humid. Two years ago when I ran the 10K, it was over 80 degrees and very humid at 9 am. I hope it is different this year.
This story is unbelievable. Female high school students are not smart and shouldn't do what their friends are doing. When I was in high school, I would never agree to this pact. What is wrong with society?
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Life
Not much has been going on with me. It's the same old story everyday. Get up for work, drive to work, work, come home, eat lunch with the husband, nap, run, go back to work. This is my life. I know. Doesn't it sound thrilling?
Since the start of June, the vacations in my department have begun. Every week someone is gone. I have already used a week's vacation after the winter sports season ended in March. I have three weeks and ten hours to use before the end of the year. Or I lose that vacation. I don't think I will have a hard time using it. Last week, I filled out paperwork for my next week vacation. Too bad it is the first week of August.
The countdown has began, sort of. I'm not obsessing about it. I know it is off in the distance and it will be here soon.
Since the start of June, the vacations in my department have begun. Every week someone is gone. I have already used a week's vacation after the winter sports season ended in March. I have three weeks and ten hours to use before the end of the year. Or I lose that vacation. I don't think I will have a hard time using it. Last week, I filled out paperwork for my next week vacation. Too bad it is the first week of August.
The countdown has began, sort of. I'm not obsessing about it. I know it is off in the distance and it will be here soon.
Monday, June 16, 2008
Weekend Update
Woke early on Saturday morning to get ready and drive to a wedding in the next county. It was a nice sunny day, unlike the day before with drenching rain and thunderstorms. By mid-afternoon, I was sweating a lot in my polo shirt and pants. I think the bridal party beat me when they were riding in their stretch limo. The AC wasn't working too well. I worked from 9:20 am to 9:45 pm. I got home at 10:30 pm. So it is safe to say it was a long day. I think for the entire day, besides driving, I sat for only an hour.
I spent Sunday morning cleaning my house. I saw on TV a while ago, that if you put your sponge in the microwave for two minutes it will kill germs. I wanted to kill germs, so I put my sponge in and walked back to the bathroom to finish cleaning. During the two minutes, I was smelling something. I walked back into the kitchen and opened the microwave. The sponge was burnt. I'm such an idiot. I put a dry sponge into the microwave. If you try it at home, make sure the sponge is wet. Later that evening I told my husband about the incident. He said it could have started a fire. There was no fire. But a lot of smoke and burning smells for the rest of the morning and early afternoon.
Sunday, the NASCAR Sprint Series had a race at Michigan International Speedway in Brooklyn. MIS is twenty minutes away from my house. I passed the assignment to a freelance photographer because having photographed a wedding on Saturday, I wanted a day off. The time I don't cover a race is when my favorite driver, Dale Earnhardt, Jr., wins. It was a little disappointing that I wasn't there. There's always next time.
From standing most of the day on Saturday, I woke up with sore and tight quads. Most of Sunday, I spent on the couch reading, watching TV or napping, trying to rest my legs. Sunday is my long day of running. I was going to pass on the run, but I needed to do it. I thought I would just see how far I could go. When I started running, my quad pain went away. I ended up running six miles. Right after I stopped running and started walking around the quad tightness and soreness reappeared. Which I thought was weird. But I was glad I could get my six mile run in.
Yesterday was Father's Day. I didn't do anything to celebrate it. Even though my dad has been gone for almost 10 years, I did think of him during the day. I was thinking, if he was still with us would he have watched the race? Would all of the family be at home with him? My husband and I went out to dinner in the evening. Looking around the restaurant, most people were with their fathers. It made me sad. They can still hug and talk to them. If I want to see my dad, I have memories, photos to look at or visit the cemetery. Even those can't replace the fact that he is gone.
I spent Sunday morning cleaning my house. I saw on TV a while ago, that if you put your sponge in the microwave for two minutes it will kill germs. I wanted to kill germs, so I put my sponge in and walked back to the bathroom to finish cleaning. During the two minutes, I was smelling something. I walked back into the kitchen and opened the microwave. The sponge was burnt. I'm such an idiot. I put a dry sponge into the microwave. If you try it at home, make sure the sponge is wet. Later that evening I told my husband about the incident. He said it could have started a fire. There was no fire. But a lot of smoke and burning smells for the rest of the morning and early afternoon.
Sunday, the NASCAR Sprint Series had a race at Michigan International Speedway in Brooklyn. MIS is twenty minutes away from my house. I passed the assignment to a freelance photographer because having photographed a wedding on Saturday, I wanted a day off. The time I don't cover a race is when my favorite driver, Dale Earnhardt, Jr., wins. It was a little disappointing that I wasn't there. There's always next time.
From standing most of the day on Saturday, I woke up with sore and tight quads. Most of Sunday, I spent on the couch reading, watching TV or napping, trying to rest my legs. Sunday is my long day of running. I was going to pass on the run, but I needed to do it. I thought I would just see how far I could go. When I started running, my quad pain went away. I ended up running six miles. Right after I stopped running and started walking around the quad tightness and soreness reappeared. Which I thought was weird. But I was glad I could get my six mile run in.
Yesterday was Father's Day. I didn't do anything to celebrate it. Even though my dad has been gone for almost 10 years, I did think of him during the day. I was thinking, if he was still with us would he have watched the race? Would all of the family be at home with him? My husband and I went out to dinner in the evening. Looking around the restaurant, most people were with their fathers. It made me sad. They can still hug and talk to them. If I want to see my dad, I have memories, photos to look at or visit the cemetery. Even those can't replace the fact that he is gone.
Books read in 2008
A Simple Act of Murder: November 22, 1963, Mark Fuhrman
Brothers: The Hidden History of the Kennedy Years, David Talbot
Sons and Brothers: The Days of Jack and Bobby Kennedy, Richard D. Mahoney
Marilyn Monroe: The Biography, Donald Spoto
True Grace: The Life and Times of an American Princess, Wendy Leigh
Final Disclosure, David W. Belin
John Wayne: My Life with the Duke, Pilar Wayne
Bombshell: The Life and Death of Jean Harlow, David Stenn
The Lost Life of Eva Braun, Angela Lambert
Harlow: An Intimate Biography, Irving Shulman
His Way, Kitty Kelley
Natalie, Lana Wood
Rita Hayworth, John Kobal
The Fatal Friendship: Marie Antoinette, Count Fersen and the Flight to Varennes, Stanley Loomis
The Other Boleyn Girl, Philippa Gregory
John Wayne: The Man Behind the Myth, Michael Munn
Robert Kennedy: His Life, Evan Thomas
Grace of Monaco, Steven Englund
Currently Reading: Nemesis, Peter Evans
Up Next: A Royal Duty, Paul Burrell
Brothers: The Hidden History of the Kennedy Years, David Talbot
Sons and Brothers: The Days of Jack and Bobby Kennedy, Richard D. Mahoney
Marilyn Monroe: The Biography, Donald Spoto
True Grace: The Life and Times of an American Princess, Wendy Leigh
Final Disclosure, David W. Belin
John Wayne: My Life with the Duke, Pilar Wayne
Bombshell: The Life and Death of Jean Harlow, David Stenn
The Lost Life of Eva Braun, Angela Lambert
Harlow: An Intimate Biography, Irving Shulman
His Way, Kitty Kelley
Natalie, Lana Wood
Rita Hayworth, John Kobal
The Fatal Friendship: Marie Antoinette, Count Fersen and the Flight to Varennes, Stanley Loomis
The Other Boleyn Girl, Philippa Gregory
John Wayne: The Man Behind the Myth, Michael Munn
Robert Kennedy: His Life, Evan Thomas
Grace of Monaco, Steven Englund
Currently Reading: Nemesis, Peter Evans
Up Next: A Royal Duty, Paul Burrell
Friday, June 13, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Random things
I was talking to a friend on my cell phone yesterday. I drove by a gas station and said that gas was really cheap, its $3.99. He said yeah that's cheap. I guess $3.99 is better then filling up at over $4. I remember the days when gas was 79 cents a gallon.
The roof is still not done. My husband and his friend are working on it as I type. They are getting close to finishing it. I hope today or tomorrow is the day. I mentioned to my husband that the porch looked bad. While I was away at my game yesterday, he cleaned up the front porch. There is now a nice clear path where I can walk and not step on anything. Last week, I was tripping over things walking out to the mailbox.
Tonight is the finale of Top Chef season 4. My favorites to win are Richard, who I liked all season, or Stephanie. A lot of viewers said on different blogs that they want to see a woman win. I really don't care. Richard and Stephanie have been the best chefs all season. So may the best chef win.
The roof is still not done. My husband and his friend are working on it as I type. They are getting close to finishing it. I hope today or tomorrow is the day. I mentioned to my husband that the porch looked bad. While I was away at my game yesterday, he cleaned up the front porch. There is now a nice clear path where I can walk and not step on anything. Last week, I was tripping over things walking out to the mailbox.
Tonight is the finale of Top Chef season 4. My favorites to win are Richard, who I liked all season, or Stephanie. A lot of viewers said on different blogs that they want to see a woman win. I really don't care. Richard and Stephanie have been the best chefs all season. So may the best chef win.
Monday, June 09, 2008
Miles run in 2008
On hot and humid days I'm thankful I own a treadmill.
Before I ran yesterday afternoon the temperature outside was 93 degrees with a lot of humidity. I watched the Weather channel and saw a line of severe storms moving across the lower peninsula of Michigan towards my home. I only ran four miles on the treadmill. I know I could have done more, but I wanted to be with the dogs during the storm. I have mentioned that my two German shepherds are afraid of thunder. During the fast moving storm, I had two dogs on either side of me. The storm in my area wasn't bad. Just a heavy downpour and a little bit of thunder.
Today is similar to yesterday. It is hot already, 85 degrees with 54% humidity. Later this afternoon, I will be running on the treadmill in the comfort of my basement. With a fan in my face.
2004: 145
2005: 177.7
2006: 226.1
2007: 219.4
2008: 453
Before I ran yesterday afternoon the temperature outside was 93 degrees with a lot of humidity. I watched the Weather channel and saw a line of severe storms moving across the lower peninsula of Michigan towards my home. I only ran four miles on the treadmill. I know I could have done more, but I wanted to be with the dogs during the storm. I have mentioned that my two German shepherds are afraid of thunder. During the fast moving storm, I had two dogs on either side of me. The storm in my area wasn't bad. Just a heavy downpour and a little bit of thunder.
Today is similar to yesterday. It is hot already, 85 degrees with 54% humidity. Later this afternoon, I will be running on the treadmill in the comfort of my basement. With a fan in my face.
2004: 145
2005: 177.7
2006: 226.1
2007: 219.4
2008: 453
Friday, June 06, 2008
Where have you've been?
I haven't had an oil change since November. It sounds bad. But it isn't.
I haven't crossed the 3,000 mile mark yet. My car is under it. The little sticky thing on my windshield says I need my next oil change at 2/3/2008 or 53,000 miles. So far I passed one of the two. My car has approximately 52,500 miles. I'm getting close, but I'm not there yet.
Next week I was planning to get my oil changed. I have a couple of weddings coming up that are out of the county and I wanted to make sure my car was OK. Today I received a letter in the mail from the car dealership where I get my oil changed. The letter talked about how scheduled maintenance is important. Which I know. It also said their records indicate my car has approximately 56,045 miles and is due for service. I would like to point out your approximately is wrong. Some people might drive crazy miles. I don't.
Its true that I do drive a lot for work. It seems I'm always filling my car. Every morning, I drive less then a mile to work. In the afternoon when I'm scheduled to photograph a game, I do drive there. Usually that is only four times a week. The most I have driven in a month for work was this past May of 436 miles.
Thank you dealership for looking out for me and my car. But I have been waiting to get my oil changed when its closer to the estimated mileage you quoted me back in November. I'll be there next week I promise. Maybe Monday morning after work.
I haven't crossed the 3,000 mile mark yet. My car is under it. The little sticky thing on my windshield says I need my next oil change at 2/3/2008 or 53,000 miles. So far I passed one of the two. My car has approximately 52,500 miles. I'm getting close, but I'm not there yet.
Next week I was planning to get my oil changed. I have a couple of weddings coming up that are out of the county and I wanted to make sure my car was OK. Today I received a letter in the mail from the car dealership where I get my oil changed. The letter talked about how scheduled maintenance is important. Which I know. It also said their records indicate my car has approximately 56,045 miles and is due for service. I would like to point out your approximately is wrong. Some people might drive crazy miles. I don't.
Its true that I do drive a lot for work. It seems I'm always filling my car. Every morning, I drive less then a mile to work. In the afternoon when I'm scheduled to photograph a game, I do drive there. Usually that is only four times a week. The most I have driven in a month for work was this past May of 436 miles.
Thank you dealership for looking out for me and my car. But I have been waiting to get my oil changed when its closer to the estimated mileage you quoted me back in November. I'll be there next week I promise. Maybe Monday morning after work.
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Books read in 2008
Forty years ago today, Robert F. Kennedy was shot in Los Angeles by Sirhan Sirhan. Kennedy died early the next morning. Is it a bit freaky that I finished the book Robert Kennedy: His Life by Evan Thomas today?
A Simple Act of Murder: November 22, 1963, Mark Fuhrman
Brothers: The Hidden History of the Kennedy Years, David Talbot
Sons and Brothers: The Days of Jack and Bobby Kennedy, Richard D. Mahoney
Marilyn Monroe: The Biography, Donald Spoto
True Grace: The Life and Times of an American Princess, Wendy Leigh
Final Disclosure, David W. Belin
John Wayne: My Life with the Duke, Pilar Wayne
Bombshell: The Life and Death of Jean Harlow, David Stenn
The Lost Life of Eva Braun, Angela Lambert
Harlow: An Intimate Biography, Irving Shulman
His Way, Kitty KelleyNatalie, Lana Wood
Rita Hayworth, John Kobal
The Fatal Friendship: Marie Antoinette, Count Fersen and the Flight to Varennes, Stanley Loomis
The Other Boleyn Girl, Philippa Gregory
John Wayne: The Man Behind the Myth, Michael Munn
Robert Kennedy: His Life, Evan Thomas
Currently Reading:
Up Next: Library trip
A Simple Act of Murder: November 22, 1963, Mark Fuhrman
Brothers: The Hidden History of the Kennedy Years, David Talbot
Sons and Brothers: The Days of Jack and Bobby Kennedy, Richard D. Mahoney
Marilyn Monroe: The Biography, Donald Spoto
True Grace: The Life and Times of an American Princess, Wendy Leigh
Final Disclosure, David W. Belin
John Wayne: My Life with the Duke, Pilar Wayne
Bombshell: The Life and Death of Jean Harlow, David Stenn
The Lost Life of Eva Braun, Angela Lambert
Harlow: An Intimate Biography, Irving Shulman
His Way, Kitty KelleyNatalie, Lana Wood
Rita Hayworth, John Kobal
The Fatal Friendship: Marie Antoinette, Count Fersen and the Flight to Varennes, Stanley Loomis
The Other Boleyn Girl, Philippa Gregory
John Wayne: The Man Behind the Myth, Michael Munn
Robert Kennedy: His Life, Evan Thomas
Currently Reading:
Up Next: Library trip
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Songs from the past
Its 2008 right? Not 2002?
My neighbor is blasting the song Soak Up the Sun by Sheryl Crow.
Help Me.
My neighbor is blasting the song Soak Up the Sun by Sheryl Crow.
Help Me.
Still not completed
Today was the day my husband and his friend were supposed to finish the porch roof. Now it is on hold. Rain spoiled the day.
I still have the feelings I did last week, I don't do well with messes. My front porch is littered in scrap wood, shingles, siding, and crap that doesn't belong there. Stuff that doesn't belong there is also in our house. Laying on our office floor is more siding. I want things back to normal. I want a shingled porch roof. A clean porch that I can walk around and not step on anything. And siding back on the side of the house, where it belongs. Is that too much to ask?
I still have the feelings I did last week, I don't do well with messes. My front porch is littered in scrap wood, shingles, siding, and crap that doesn't belong there. Stuff that doesn't belong there is also in our house. Laying on our office floor is more siding. I want things back to normal. I want a shingled porch roof. A clean porch that I can walk around and not step on anything. And siding back on the side of the house, where it belongs. Is that too much to ask?
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Slumber Party
I haven't been to a slumber party since seventh grade. Last night, or rather this morning I participated in one.
I was sleeping comfortably in my bed on the second floor on my house. I was awaken by the sound of thunder. Shortly after came the sound of two scared German shepherds. They too were also sleeping in their gated community that I call the kitchen. They are afraid of thunder, so they plotted their escape. I was hoping the dining room chairs butted up against the gate would keep them in. It didn't. Within seconds I heard the sound of dog nails walking across the wood floor in the dining room.
I put my glasses on, grabbed my alarm clock and walked downstairs. Blitzkrieg and Kelly were there to greet me at the bottom of the steps. They were both wagging their tails. I needed fix the fence and to go back to sleep as soon as possible, because it was 1:30 am. I walked over to the gate, pushed all of the chairs out of the way and fixed it. I wasn't sure if that was the last of the thunder for the night. The area was supposed to have isolated thunderstorms throughout the night and day. So I walked into the living room and laid down on the couch. Both dogs ran in with me and laid down on the floor beside me.
It took a while to get back to sleep. I know it was some time after 2:15 am when I finally drifted back to sleep. I was so worried that I would oversleep, I kept waking up. When it was close to 4 am, I got off the couch and got ready for work. It never thundered the rest of the time I was on the couch. The couch wasn't as comfortable as my bed, but I'm sure Blitz and Kelly enjoyed my company.
I was sleeping comfortably in my bed on the second floor on my house. I was awaken by the sound of thunder. Shortly after came the sound of two scared German shepherds. They too were also sleeping in their gated community that I call the kitchen. They are afraid of thunder, so they plotted their escape. I was hoping the dining room chairs butted up against the gate would keep them in. It didn't. Within seconds I heard the sound of dog nails walking across the wood floor in the dining room.
I put my glasses on, grabbed my alarm clock and walked downstairs. Blitzkrieg and Kelly were there to greet me at the bottom of the steps. They were both wagging their tails. I needed fix the fence and to go back to sleep as soon as possible, because it was 1:30 am. I walked over to the gate, pushed all of the chairs out of the way and fixed it. I wasn't sure if that was the last of the thunder for the night. The area was supposed to have isolated thunderstorms throughout the night and day. So I walked into the living room and laid down on the couch. Both dogs ran in with me and laid down on the floor beside me.
It took a while to get back to sleep. I know it was some time after 2:15 am when I finally drifted back to sleep. I was so worried that I would oversleep, I kept waking up. When it was close to 4 am, I got off the couch and got ready for work. It never thundered the rest of the time I was on the couch. The couch wasn't as comfortable as my bed, but I'm sure Blitz and Kelly enjoyed my company.
Monday, June 02, 2008
SATC
I just watched Sex and the City: The Movie. I was one of four women in the movie theater for the 2 pm show. It was great. No children or anyone even sitting near me. The other ladies were fifteen rows away.
I really enjoyed the movie. It ended the way I wanted it too. If it didn't, I would have been angry. But being me, I already knew how it ended. I've blogged about it before, I need to know. I read numerous message boards and the synopsis from Wikipedia. When this movie is released on DVD, I will be purchasing it. It will sit in the DVD bookcase on the shelf with Sex and the City seasons one through six.
I really enjoyed the movie. It ended the way I wanted it too. If it didn't, I would have been angry. But being me, I already knew how it ended. I've blogged about it before, I need to know. I read numerous message boards and the synopsis from Wikipedia. When this movie is released on DVD, I will be purchasing it. It will sit in the DVD bookcase on the shelf with Sex and the City seasons one through six.
Weekend Update
The weekend was pretty busy for me. Here are the highlights:
My husband and his friend were working on the porch roof when they had a visit from the city inspector. He said that people have been calling city hall to complain. The city inspector asked my husband if he had a building permit. He didn't. So he had to stop work to walk down to city hall and buy one. I don't have a clue as to why people were calling city hall to complain. They always starting working on the roof after 10 am. Can't people in this town mind their own business?
Friday afternoon I was watching TV when I heard people outside yelling. I thought there was a fight going on, so I stood up and looked out my living room window. A female and her male friend were standing in the street talking to four people in a parked car. The male got into the backseat of the car while the female was talking to the driver. He was sitting in the backseat for only a minute. It was at that point in time that I realized it was a drug sale. My husband's friend who was on the working on the porch roof at the time, knew exactly what was going on. He called the cops and gave a description of the car and license plate number. The drug that was being sold was cocaine.
Saturday morning and afternoon, I was photographing district baseball and softball games in the county. It was a nice and warm partly cloudy day. I didn't even know until I sat in my car after my games, that my left arm was very sunburned. My right arm, part of my left and right legs and forehead got sunburned as well, but not as bad as my left arm. I showed my husband my arm when I got home. He asked if I put sunblock on. It is quite obvious that I didn't.
Saturday evening my husband and I went to a movie for the first time since the summer of 2007. We went to see Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. We got to the movie theater close to the show time and it was packed. There was a row of empty seats behind a family with two kids on the right side of the theater, so we sat down. During the movie, a boy about 5 years old starts talking out loud. He was saying, "Skull!" "What's going on?" "I'm scared." "Cool." It was really bothering me. Why take a 5 year old to a movie he isn't going to understand. The mother kept telling him to be quiet, but he didn't listen. Later in the movie, the kid kept saying things. I started kicking the back of his seat. My husband would make some noise by clearing his throat to let the parents know we were annoyed. Finally the father of the family leaned over to tell his wife and said, "Shut him up."
When I was laying in bed, getting ready to go to sleep, my neighbors were having a nice, loud conversation on their front porch. I heard about one of the girl's having car troubles. The battery light came on in the car, but it wouldn't start. Her male friend was giving her options to what her trouble might have been. Then the conversation stopped. The girl then, obviously talking to her child said, "Get your ass back in the house." The child went inside, but come back out shortly. Again the woman said to her child, "What did I tell you? I said get your ass back in the house." That is a nice way to talk to your kid. They all must have went into the house. I didn't hear anymore of their conversation or I fell asleep and couldn't hear it anyway.
I had my husband help me put the clothes away Sunday afternoon. While filling drawers with clothes the neighbors were once again on their porch. They were having a yard sale. Their sale started on Friday and I don't think they sold too much. A man and woman were sitting on the porch talking. The man on the porch started to yell at a guy walking by on the sidewalk. He kept yelling, "Yard sale! Yard sale!" That didn't draw the customer in. The man on the porch yelled at a couple other people walking by. None of them stopped either. I don't know how successful that yard sale was. I think they talked more on the porch then selling things.
Later in the afternoon, I ran six miles. All week my legs have been so tired. I could never get passed four miles. It was like I hit a wall. Finally on Sunday my legs weren't tired. I ran the best six miles. Everything was going right. I hope my running rhythm continues this week.
My husband and his friend were working on the porch roof when they had a visit from the city inspector. He said that people have been calling city hall to complain. The city inspector asked my husband if he had a building permit. He didn't. So he had to stop work to walk down to city hall and buy one. I don't have a clue as to why people were calling city hall to complain. They always starting working on the roof after 10 am. Can't people in this town mind their own business?
Friday afternoon I was watching TV when I heard people outside yelling. I thought there was a fight going on, so I stood up and looked out my living room window. A female and her male friend were standing in the street talking to four people in a parked car. The male got into the backseat of the car while the female was talking to the driver. He was sitting in the backseat for only a minute. It was at that point in time that I realized it was a drug sale. My husband's friend who was on the working on the porch roof at the time, knew exactly what was going on. He called the cops and gave a description of the car and license plate number. The drug that was being sold was cocaine.
Saturday morning and afternoon, I was photographing district baseball and softball games in the county. It was a nice and warm partly cloudy day. I didn't even know until I sat in my car after my games, that my left arm was very sunburned. My right arm, part of my left and right legs and forehead got sunburned as well, but not as bad as my left arm. I showed my husband my arm when I got home. He asked if I put sunblock on. It is quite obvious that I didn't.
Saturday evening my husband and I went to a movie for the first time since the summer of 2007. We went to see Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. We got to the movie theater close to the show time and it was packed. There was a row of empty seats behind a family with two kids on the right side of the theater, so we sat down. During the movie, a boy about 5 years old starts talking out loud. He was saying, "Skull!" "What's going on?" "I'm scared." "Cool." It was really bothering me. Why take a 5 year old to a movie he isn't going to understand. The mother kept telling him to be quiet, but he didn't listen. Later in the movie, the kid kept saying things. I started kicking the back of his seat. My husband would make some noise by clearing his throat to let the parents know we were annoyed. Finally the father of the family leaned over to tell his wife and said, "Shut him up."
When I was laying in bed, getting ready to go to sleep, my neighbors were having a nice, loud conversation on their front porch. I heard about one of the girl's having car troubles. The battery light came on in the car, but it wouldn't start. Her male friend was giving her options to what her trouble might have been. Then the conversation stopped. The girl then, obviously talking to her child said, "Get your ass back in the house." The child went inside, but come back out shortly. Again the woman said to her child, "What did I tell you? I said get your ass back in the house." That is a nice way to talk to your kid. They all must have went into the house. I didn't hear anymore of their conversation or I fell asleep and couldn't hear it anyway.
I had my husband help me put the clothes away Sunday afternoon. While filling drawers with clothes the neighbors were once again on their porch. They were having a yard sale. Their sale started on Friday and I don't think they sold too much. A man and woman were sitting on the porch talking. The man on the porch started to yell at a guy walking by on the sidewalk. He kept yelling, "Yard sale! Yard sale!" That didn't draw the customer in. The man on the porch yelled at a couple other people walking by. None of them stopped either. I don't know how successful that yard sale was. I think they talked more on the porch then selling things.
Later in the afternoon, I ran six miles. All week my legs have been so tired. I could never get passed four miles. It was like I hit a wall. Finally on Sunday my legs weren't tired. I ran the best six miles. Everything was going right. I hope my running rhythm continues this week.
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