Yesterday, a co-worker and I were taking about 500 envelopes (some of them were large manila ones containing certificates. All were galloneer recognitions. We completely filled the mail pick up box and had to bring some back inside and put them in to go out today. I mean, we FILLED the box. But we were very, very quiet about it, just in case ( Read more... )

Just to remind me that boxing is hard and I'm old. Fuck you, body ( Read more... )

This is the thing about my short morning. It always disappears before I'm ready to go ( Read more... )

Man, weekends are too short ( Read more... )

This morning I got up and got ready to go climbing. Dawn texted and asked if I wanted to go to the art show downtown. I said no. She said she'd like to move climbing to 11:30. Fine by me ( Read more... )

I am wearing a dress to work. I can't tell you how many decades it's been since I've done this, but it's at least two ( Read more... )

I will catch up one of these days. Maybe over the weekend I can read everyone's blogs and find out how you're all doing ( Read more... )

Last night I fell asleep during the baseball game. Pat woke me up after it was over to tell me the team that cannot be named won the World Series. Good. I don't like cheaters. I got up, brushed my teeth and went right back to bed. Yes, I was tired ( Read more... )

and the series did not end and will continue tomorrow night in Texas. (sigh) Well, we won't hear anymore of the stupid tomahawk song, but we will see lots of signs for Altuve, cheater in chief ( Read more... )

We had dinner at The Cheesecake Factory, which Pat had never been to. I'd been to one once in California, I think. Back in my freelancing days ( Read more... )