Monday, October 31, 2005
It's Been A Week...
...and I've got nothing to talk about. Things are pretty boring all the way around.
Our town has a new little shopping center going up. The sign listing the stores/shops went up on Saturday. I saw a sign for a Personal Trainer/Pilates place. I'm going to do some investigating...no phone number listed yet, and it doesn't look like they've occupied their space, so I'm going to keep my eyes peeled. I really need a place that is convenient to get to so I'll be motivated to go. "course it doesn't hurt that it's goingi n right next to the new bagel place. Now there's motivation.
It's 7:13 on Halloween night and no little beggars have come a knockin'. Bastards. Looks like I bought a ton of candy for nothing. Guess I'll bring it in to the vultures in my office. They'll eat anything.
Might choose to curl up and order an IO movie tonight. I don't seem to have any motivation to do anything. Not sure why...oh! That's right. It's frickin' eastern standard time again. It was dark at 5:05 pm. Setting the clocks back rips out my soul. I HATE standard time. Hate it. hate it, hate it. No wonder I have so desire to do anything.
I'm going to hibernate now. Bye.
Our town has a new little shopping center going up. The sign listing the stores/shops went up on Saturday. I saw a sign for a Personal Trainer/Pilates place. I'm going to do some investigating...no phone number listed yet, and it doesn't look like they've occupied their space, so I'm going to keep my eyes peeled. I really need a place that is convenient to get to so I'll be motivated to go. "course it doesn't hurt that it's goingi n right next to the new bagel place. Now there's motivation.
It's 7:13 on Halloween night and no little beggars have come a knockin'. Bastards. Looks like I bought a ton of candy for nothing. Guess I'll bring it in to the vultures in my office. They'll eat anything.
Might choose to curl up and order an IO movie tonight. I don't seem to have any motivation to do anything. Not sure why...oh! That's right. It's frickin' eastern standard time again. It was dark at 5:05 pm. Setting the clocks back rips out my soul. I HATE standard time. Hate it. hate it, hate it. No wonder I have so desire to do anything.
I'm going to hibernate now. Bye.
Monday, October 24, 2005
The Cows Came Home....Literally
So my goal this weekend was to get some rest and watch two football games: the Tennessee/Bama game and the Broncos/Giants game. I did both. I came home Friday and went straight up to The Cave. The Cave is my husband's nickname for our bedroom. It's very dreamy, done in different shades of taupe. I had black out blinds installed so not a hint of sunlight can come in. When I'm all locked up in the room with the shades drawn, it's very cave like. I'm quite happy in The Cave.
So I locked myself in The Cave Friday night and read some magazines and just kind of hung out. I turned out the lights at 10 pm and drifted off for a solid night's sleep. Saturday began with my appointment at a local tire shop to have 4 new tires installed on the Trailblazer. I then did some errands and got home in time to snuggle up on the couch and watch Bama take on Tennessee at Bryant-Denny Stadium. It was a great game, with Alabama scoring a field goal in the final minutes to win. A celebration of this exciting game was definitely in order, so John and I decided we would go out to Benito's Trattoria in Chester for some din-din.
What happened next is the kind of thing that can only happen to John and me. We drove down our street and made the right onto Combs Ave. and proceeded towards Miller's Farm. Next thing I know, we're surrounded by cows. I'm like, "What the hell?" John and I are sitting in the truck watching these cows meander around the road, munching on autumn decorations and eyeing us somewhat disinterestedly. Obviously, they had broken out of their corral and were helping themselves to a little evening snack. Well, you can't just leave a bunch of cows in the road. It's pitch black and someone could get hurt. John and I tried to notify the owners of the cow escape, but to no avail. No one was home. At this point, the cows started running around, and John deftly maneuvered the car in an effort to contain them in one area and stop them from going up to the busy road at the top of the hill. It was like The Raucous Rodeo Comes To Randolph. Here we are in the car, zipping around trying to corral these cows. They started to get a little huffy and came charging towards us a couple of times. That was it. I called the police and we went on our merry way. Seriously, this could only happen to us.
Sunday was a great day. Cow-less, thank goodness. We took The Girls for a ride, ran some errands, got some pumpkins (so much for pumpkin-picking, I bought some pumpkins at my local grocery store) and then settled in to watch the Giants game. Giants came away with a victory over the Broncos with seconds left. Another exciting football game for me! John and I enjoyed a nice dinner together and then I retired to The Cave to watch Desperate Housewives.
Just another exciting weekend in my exciting life. Not. : )
So I locked myself in The Cave Friday night and read some magazines and just kind of hung out. I turned out the lights at 10 pm and drifted off for a solid night's sleep. Saturday began with my appointment at a local tire shop to have 4 new tires installed on the Trailblazer. I then did some errands and got home in time to snuggle up on the couch and watch Bama take on Tennessee at Bryant-Denny Stadium. It was a great game, with Alabama scoring a field goal in the final minutes to win. A celebration of this exciting game was definitely in order, so John and I decided we would go out to Benito's Trattoria in Chester for some din-din.
What happened next is the kind of thing that can only happen to John and me. We drove down our street and made the right onto Combs Ave. and proceeded towards Miller's Farm. Next thing I know, we're surrounded by cows. I'm like, "What the hell?" John and I are sitting in the truck watching these cows meander around the road, munching on autumn decorations and eyeing us somewhat disinterestedly. Obviously, they had broken out of their corral and were helping themselves to a little evening snack. Well, you can't just leave a bunch of cows in the road. It's pitch black and someone could get hurt. John and I tried to notify the owners of the cow escape, but to no avail. No one was home. At this point, the cows started running around, and John deftly maneuvered the car in an effort to contain them in one area and stop them from going up to the busy road at the top of the hill. It was like The Raucous Rodeo Comes To Randolph. Here we are in the car, zipping around trying to corral these cows. They started to get a little huffy and came charging towards us a couple of times. That was it. I called the police and we went on our merry way. Seriously, this could only happen to us.
Sunday was a great day. Cow-less, thank goodness. We took The Girls for a ride, ran some errands, got some pumpkins (so much for pumpkin-picking, I bought some pumpkins at my local grocery store) and then settled in to watch the Giants game. Giants came away with a victory over the Broncos with seconds left. Another exciting football game for me! John and I enjoyed a nice dinner together and then I retired to The Cave to watch Desperate Housewives.
Just another exciting weekend in my exciting life. Not. : )
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