Look what flew onto my porch last week!

This is one witch who won't be put away after Halloween! My friend Amy sent her to me(I shall have to figure out the mystery of how to put in a link to her blog). She's a kitchen witch! The tag attached says she will protect the cook from burning things or ruining others. With as out of practice as I've become lately with cooking anything besides microwave enchiladas, goodness knows I can use all the help I can get. Thank you Amy!

...and You Know You Have Been Swimming Too Long...

when you have a swim like I did today!

Usually I swim at 6:30 in the morning, but this being rest week, I was able to head to the San Ramon Olympic Pool in the full glory of daylight. And yet...just like in the dark of the morning...the moon was still out!

Hear me out. I was in the second to last lane on the deep end, and two lanes over to the left was a male swimmer in his 30s or 40s, swimming well, in a dark blue speedo. He was doing a set, and being faster than me, he was just in my peripheral vision. Soon after starting, I pushed off the wall and took my first left side bilateral breath..and it was about then that I noticed, well...his crack starting to show. Hmmm. He was about half a dozen strokes away from the wall ahead, and by the time he reached it, his speedo was at his knees! Interesting. He got to the wall and pulled it up, but I must say he now had at least MY attention. So we both carry on. And it keeps happening! Swim....migrating speedo...full exposure...pull up...swim...repeat. For, like another 500 yards. I thought, "well, this guy HAS to be one of those anal (pardon the pun!) triathletes, because he is NOT going to miss this workout, elastic or drawstring be damned! I was so glad when he finally got out, because half the goal of my workout was to give 100% focus to my sets of 500s today.
Will the perks of this healthy lifestyle NEVER END?!?!?

You Might Be Running Too Long...

When, half way through a 20 mile run on a hot day, while listening to your I-pod...
You start not only enjoying, but identifying with...a Miley Cyrus song!

I can almost see it.
That dream I'm dreaming, but
There's a voice inside my head saying
You'll never reach it
Every step I'm takin'
Every move I make
Feels lost with no direction,
My faith is shakin'
But I gotta keep tryin'
Gotta keep my head held high

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

...and Crafting.

The swap that never ended! But it was fun. A vintage abc swap where 26 participants made 27 copies (yes, 27! one for charity) of a very themed little four by six inch card representing a letter of the alphabet (they were assigned). The swap organizer is, amazingly, going to assemble these into little books and send them back to us with the full alphabet!


Some Back To School Notebooks (one for my friend Amy)