Straight (paint)ballin’

When I started thinking about what I wanted to do for my 30th birthday this month, I had so many different ideas. I tossed around doing something for others – doing 30 things for others or something nice for 30 people or maybe just a chill dinner with family. It never once crossed my mindContinue reading “Straight (paint)ballin’”

Best laid plans and whatnot

I had these plans, you see. I wanted to take some time and have a regular stream of stuff written for this blog (for this month, especially), because in a little over a week, it turns five. Yes. An inanimate object, a bunch of words and photos and files I put together turns five yearsContinue reading “Best laid plans and whatnot”

Running is a pain in the butt

You guys, I started running again. Of course, I say this on a night when my trainer and I decided to skip for various reasons, one of which being it was supposed to sleet. But we’ve been doing great up until now. And unless there’s a foot of snow or one of us has aContinue reading “Running is a pain in the butt”

Another Organ Revolts or How I Had A Ham Sandwich And Some Spinach Dip And Ended Up In The Hospital

I’ve never been to the emergency room for myself. And there aren’t any times I can recall, recently anyway, where I’ve been for someone else. Until last night. Let’s start at the very beginning. Ish. Like 4 or 5 years ago, when I lived in O-town, I got this horrible pain. It felt like IContinue reading “Another Organ Revolts or How I Had A Ham Sandwich And Some Spinach Dip And Ended Up In The Hospital”

Diary of a hypochondriac, day 10066

7:30 a.m. I can’t get out of bed. My body physically rejects parting from the flannel sheets. Too. warm. and. cozy. to. move. 8 a.m. Step out of bed, left foot first. Still hurts. Something’s gotta be broken or bent or something in there. On account of it was stepped on. By a stiletto. AlmostContinue reading “Diary of a hypochondriac, day 10066”

Can’t stop won’t stop

…..listening to and, against my better judgment sometimes, liking Bruno Mars’ stuff. I mean there are the obvious good songs of his – Just The Way You Are and Marry You, for one two. But Grenade’s a little crazy. And so is this one. But dammit if it doesn’t have a good melody. Tangent: WhenContinue reading “Can’t stop won’t stop”

The difference a week makes

Last week, I decided I needed to start running. Also last week? The first – and only – time so far this year it’s been 85+ degrees all week long. Good planning on my part, right? It makes sense on paper – a nine-week program that will make up for 70-something weeks of none ofContinue reading “The difference a week makes”