Water

Lately I've been trying to drink more water...easy enough task right? Apparently not for me. I was thinking back about yesterday and realized I didn't drink a single ounce of water. How could this be? I was relatively active yesterday at work and ran 3 miles later in the evening and still nothing. It never once crossed my mind that a glass of water would sure sound good. I went an entire day without any clear liquid refreshment. I don't recommend this obviously, I just can't figure out how I never really felt like drinking water the entire day. Consequently, this morning I've made a conscious effort to put down as much H2O as I can tolerate. Pondering on this vital and riveting subject got me thinking about how my mother used to give us quart jars, used for canning, full of water and make us drink them on a regular basis. Even now, when I go home I can often find empty quart jars in the yard after busy days in the yard. Maybe that's my problem, I just need a quart jar to get me in the drinking state of mind.

Strange Things are Afoot...

I wonder sometimes why people do the things they do. For example as an older and larger women, what in your head says that mowing your front lawn in a bathing suit (not one with a skirt or swim shorts mind you) is a good idea? It just seems like one of those things you shouldn't do. However, I did get a laugh out of it on the way into work this morning so I can't complain that people do the strangest things. I only wish I could have got a picture, without it I can't do the image justice.

...Oh and Roy joined the Ol' face book. Today is indeed a strange and unusual day.

An Observation

While driving yesterday I observed a semi with the following slogan...."Service with an attitude". Having seen that I said to myself, "self I don't think I would hire a trucking company that came with the promise of service with an attitude." I don't know, it just conjures up images of punk teenagers spitting in my food. Perhaps I'm crazy, but maybe, just maybe that slogan really isn't as catchy as they think.

Just Saying

Post Script....

As an afterthought, I realized that this morning produced some residual effects from yesterday. Before leaving for work I was searching for my purse (I finally discarded my favorite purse of 15 years for an upgrade). I looked all around the house and in the car. I was running late as it was so I just left for work hoping that when I called Roy he would know where it was. The phone conversation went something like this...

Me: Hey babe, do you know where my purse is?
Roy: Uuuuhhhh, I remember putting it on top of the car when we got back from the police station.
Me: WHAT!??? Did you take it off?
Roy: I can't remember. Stay at work I'll go see if I can find it.

Half an hour later

Roy: Hey did you check the car?
Me: I checked the inside and the trunk (looking out at my car I can't see anything on the roof)
Roy: Did you check the roof?
Me: No, but I can't see anything from here.
Roy: Go check the roof!

...and wouldn't you know, there it was stuck snugly in the bike rack.

Some days

are better than others, and yesterday was not one of those days. The day actually went relatively smooth until 5:00. Work was busy but not crazy and I remained unaware of any little annoyances that generally come up though the day. I was looking forward to getting home, running, making some food, and going to bed. Jill and I were winding our way home enjoying the saving grace of the AC when I noticed Roy on the side of the road. This is not unusual since he rides his bike to work as of late. I than noticed that Roy was waving me down and it was than that I noticed his bike. Front tire all eschew and pedals bent at awkward angles. Yes folks, to cap the night off Roy managed to get hit by a car. No physical damage to Roy (it seems he was able to jump off the bike and end up on the hood of the car), but the poor bike has seen better days. I think Roy would have been happier if it had been the other way around. The rest of the evening was spent going to bike shops, talking with the police, filing a report, headaches, later than planned runs, fast food, and dead plants (I absolutely can't grow anything!). In fact the only good thing that happened after 5 yesterday was seeing the Ensigns week old baby who has already surpassed the 10lb range.

Some days these days just happen!