Wednesday Wrandom Wrambling

Apparently I am breaking a cardinal rule of blogging by posting twice in one day.

I'll get over it.

So will you.

Didn't get any warm fuzzies from the GOP debate tonight.  I was hoping for someone to stand out and grab my attention.  It's a for sure that I can't stand Ron Paul or Michelle Bachmann.  Both of them totally creeped me out.  So far Romney is solid.  However, would be great to see Chris Christie jump in.  Throw Marco Rubio on as VP and I think we might have a winning ticket.  Still early in the game, guess we'll see how things go.

Was surprised to see it on MSNBC.  What's coming next?  Pigs flying?

Already getting bored of the blonde hair.  I know right?!?  Such a fun and dramatic move and now...over it.  Prolly have Chief pull some brown through a cap or something.  I dunno.

I dunno on a lot of things lately.  Decision, decision, decisions.  None are easy.  None are to be taken lightly.  Maybe that's why I am so flippant about my hair.  It's a none essential decision that can be easily changed again.

I fantasize about being so wealthy that I can live in a motorhome and travel the entire United States stopping at every MLB park to catch a game.  I like that fantasy.

Top of Utah marathon is coming up.  Training plan in place.  Get up and go to the gym every day this week.

Next week, run every day while in St George. Cycle Thursday. Take Friday off. Be faster than 4:50 on Saturday. 

That's the extent of my training plan.

Chloee and I skyped last night for over an hour.  Bet you didn't know that you can pretend anything over skype.  We were on adventures.  She had me smell her breath and pet her moosie pillow pet.  We pretended to eat dinner together and then she had me walk around the house with the laptop so she could see everything. Even outside.  She wanted to pet Jack, so I held him up while she pretended to pet him.

I don't think she could be any cuter.

I KNOW she couldn't be any cuter.

You know what's awesome?  Opening the cupboard and finding a box of dingdongs that you forget was there.  Yeah.  That's awesome.

You know what else is awesome?  Having your 23 year old son call you while he's doing laundry in a whole different town just to check on you 'cause he knows you're having a hard time.  Completely and totally awesome.

Spent some time this morning with a friend-soon-to-be-family, talking about the wedding and planning a bridal shower.  Later this afternoon, I realized I had better start working on my few items of business.  Every day gone is another day closer to 10/28. 

Gah......*heavy sigh*

I need a vacation.  Far far away.