Sunday, May 31, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
And don't let the one minute timer fool you. It's like potato chips, you don't just play one game. That one minute turns into 20, then 40, then 2 hours later you wonder when the sun went down. It's so bad that every time I closed my eyes today I saw the little gems sliding into combinations.
And just when I finally find the power to quit, up pops that little red notification flag letting me know someone just beat my high score. And I'm sucked back in...
I really think this has become an addiction, all I can think about is the next time I'm going to play, and make deals with myself, like "If I get 25K or more I'll quit" but then I get 25k and want to try higher. It's a good thing the young un can feed himself! And lest you think the Mr. is neglected, he plays on the downstairs computer when he thinks no one is watching!
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Remember this butt-kicking? Well, today marks six weeks since my first excruciating round. Which means it's time to do it again and see how much I improved.
Also on the agenda for today: an 8 A.M. baseball game that requires us to be at the ballpark by 7:15 for a proper warm up, and plenty of "recovery" time.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Saturday, May 9, 2009
It's been over a week since I posted. In that week I've given 2 TAKS test, worked concession duty, watched 3 little league games, sat through 4 practices, completed 4 crossfit WODs, dipped 3 dozen strawberries, attended 2 birthday parties, and finally, today, took off an afternoon to rest. Then returned to the ball park for a 6 inning nail biter that lasted till 9:45. Remind me when I get to do my stuff again?
I am counting down the days (17 if you're curious) till it's nothing but pool-side reading and popsicles. When I'm not fighting the morning commute to drop the young un off 2 blocks from school. When flip flops are de rigour and I don't have to wear a horrid picture ID around my neck. When the hours will be punctuated by a lifeguard whistle and not a school bell.
Oh summer, please take me away!
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P.S. Here's an update on my brother. So excited to see his progress.