Squirrels Gone Wild

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A few days ago I was booking it home on the final stretch of a run (Paul was starving and wanted to make something called Meatball Nirvana) when something very large fell from the sky and landed on the sidewalk about a foot in front of me, causing me to scream and throw myself onto a nearby lawn.

When I was in high school we were standing on the deck of the pool one afternoon when a dead seagull fell out of the sky and landed right next to my sister. Honest to god. It was one of the weirder things I’ve ever seen happen in my life.

What almost landed on me during my run was not a seagull.  Obviously.

You know how squirrels make those death-defying leaps between trees 20 feet up and somehow always seem to make it?  Well, this one didn’t.  I have never seen that happen before.  Amazingly, it was fine.  It stood there stunned for a second, looked at me, then turned in a few frantic circles before it scampered back up the tree to probably do exactly the same thing.  Because squirrels are stupid.

I spent the rest of the run wondering if squirrels carry rabies and what would have happened if I were a faster runner and the squirrel had landed on my head.  I’ve had a bird attack my head before while running (true story, ask Paul, he was there) but never a mammal.  The perils of running.

P.S. Picture via here…a website called News for Squirrels.  Really.  How much news can there be.

Bluck Blucka Bluck MUCKA BLUCKA!

Music Mondays! (I just made that up, I think this is the first time I’ve ever posted anything musical on a Monday).  Either way, this song/video is  someone’s current favorite.

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Paul plays it to calm her down.   (You can tell she was angry before, because when she gets upset she pulls her hair/grabs her ears.  She still has one hand on her head gripping her hair, which means she’s still deciding whether or not she’s pissed.)

It is also a song that will be stuck in your head the rest of the day.  You’re welcome.

11.12.13

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Like everywhere else on the east coast, it snowed here last night.  And so of course the cat refused to go outside and peed in the house.  Fantastic.

So long, fall.  You were great while you lasted.

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Twice the fun

IMG_20131106_112028I went for my run a little later than usual this morning, and the crossing guards for the local elementary schools were out.  They guarded me when I was crossing, which I thought was hilarious (because I’m not 3 feet tall) but also made my day.  It’s the little things.

The trees are out in full force.

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And leaves rain down on you.

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Paul is interviewing for residencies right now, and there’s a chance we’ll be back out in CA next year.  I think about that on these runs.  If we do move, I will miss running here this time of year.  A lot.

IMG_20131106_111259Speaking of running in the bluegrass, Margaret just sent me an email and let me know that she has registered…

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…for Run the Bluegrass at the end of March!  Guess that means two races for me this spring.  I AM SO EXCITED!

Get Crazy

Weekends around here.  I mean…

(And yes, I realize the video is objectively not that funny, but obviously I thought it was hilarious.  Weird things happen when you don’t sleep.)

P.S. I promise to lighten up on the baby posts soon.

Happy Monday.

Dark ‘n’ Stormy

IMG_20131031_113953“Watching” the World Series.  

We all hit a pretty big wall about mid-week.  Except for a tiny someone.  Going back to work is taking its toll.

Today is super dark and stormy.  Appropriate for Halloween, right?  Or so you’d think.  Turns out it can be TOO dark and stormy.

Trick or treating has been cancelled tonight.  Seriously. The mayor made the announcement this morning.  I had no idea that mayors had that power to re-assign holidays.  Apparently they do.

I’ve decided to celebrate anyway by spending some quality time in the lactation station freaking myself out.  I have a short run on the docket for after work, but with the storm outside it probably means a treadmill run.  So the odds of that happening are…slim to none.

So on this dark and stormy night  I will probably go home and watch Donnie Darko.  And maybe dress HH up in the 4-sizes-too-big pea pod costume that Marsha got her at the baby consignment store for a dollar.  Because I don’t have enough energy to do much else.

Happy Halloween.

Update: Peapod costume fits!  Trick or treat success.

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Someone just said it looks like Paul is holding a stuffed animal.

Back on the Horse

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Sticking with my MO, my longest run in the past 8 months has been 5 miles (and I’ve since backed off because of pain), I still haven’t figured out how to fit a normally scheduled workout into my workday when I’m not sleeping more than 3 hours at a time, and I live in Kentucky.  But am I going to let that stop me from signing up for a 13 mile race in California?  HECK NO.

All registered and ready to roll.