Thursday, November 17, 2005
Stone Cold Crazy
There was a warm wind blowing this morning, and it’s been blowing hard for the past three days. I was up at exactly 530am after almost nine hours of sleep. I didn’t really need it but it felt good just the same. And too, I woke in a wonderful carry-over mood from the day prior. Some exercise, a walk with Ykraps, coffee, meditation, food, I was all set for a gung-ho Wednesday.
Work was very structured with meetings scheduled one right after another. I had little if any idle time, which made for a speedy day. As always, I had my lunch run time reserved so making it to the gym on time was not an issue. Today’s run was a real taste of winter to come. The temperature had dropped form a morning high of 64 degrees to just above freezing (34 degrees). In addition, there were wind gusts directly out of the west up to 40mph. That made the temp feel like 19 cold ass degrees. Burrrrrrr! I really could have used gloves and ear covers. It’s not so much the bitter cold, but the fact that my body is not yet used to these lower temps given the warm autumn weather we’ve had. Come mid-January I am sure this would have seemed like a heat wave.
In the back of my mid alI week has been my trip this coming Saturday morning. I haven’t got any significant packing completed, but I do have a solid list of items to pack and things to accomplish before hand. That, in and of itself makes a big difference. Still, I feel a little stressed over all that I’ll need to accomplish over the next couple of days. Anytime I think of something else I have to ask myself whether or not it’s worth adding to the list and then if it’s worth worrying about. Tonight was a Mindy night, so I will likely dub Thursday as my primary prep night. I look to check several things off the list tomorrow! I’d really, really like to relax Friday evening, and simply do my final checklist.
Meanwhile, Mindy called on my way home from work and said that she would be meeting me at my home around 6pm. Once at home, I made rather quick work of my evening chores, and was all but done when Mindy arrived. Our first order of business was to define what if anything we would have for dinner. We decided on tortilla pizzas! Had I the energy, I would have made salads too, but I didn’t. Mindy enjoyed some of the red wine left from Monday evening and I settled for water. It took about ½ an hour to prep and bake the pizzas. They turned out to be as good as ever!
Crossroad! Ok, do we have a Euchre rematch, snuggle, hot tub, or something else completely new? Mindy chose snuggle. First, though, we exchanged back rubs. I have had more back rubs in the past two months than I’ve had the last ten years! Mindy’s exceptional at finding and working out the knots. I’m OK at it, but not as good as her (at back rubs, that is J).
Mindy left around 815pm. Ykraps and I bided her a fond farewell. I took the opportunity to update my blog accordingly. I’d like to be current upon my departure! In fact, if there was a way to be ahead of the game, I would. Impossible though because I can’t write about was hasn’t happened – or maybe I can????????????????
Song of the day: Stone Cold Crazy, Queen
Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning
I was dreaming I was Al Capone
There's a rumour going round Gotta clear outa town
I'm smelling like a dry fish bone
Here come the law gonna break down the door
Gonna carry me away once more
Never never I never want it anymore
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy stone cold crazy you know
Rainy afternoon I gotta blow a typhoon
And I'm playing on my slide trombone
Anymore anymore cannot take it anymore
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy stone cold crazy you know
Walking down the street
Shooting people that I meet
With my rubber tommy water gun
Here come the deputy
He's gonna come and getta me
Gotta get me up and run
They got the sirens loose
I ran right outa juice
They're gonna put me in a cell
If I can't go to heaven
Will they let me go to hell?
Crazy stone cold crazy you know
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