Opening Day!!!

I feel downright giddy. In fact, it's been hard to concentrate all day because it's OPENING DAY! Let the most beautiful 7 months of the year begin. No more homework tonight. I am going to watch this game and no one is going to shake me from my couch. Oh look...Chipper Jones just hit a home run (too bad that was a clip from the past)! I've realized that every year I am getting more and more excited about the baseball season. Oh, I'm excited...! Did you hear that my Valentine's Day present this year was the special, by subscription only, MLB extra innings package so now I can watch up to 50 games a week!!!! Let the first rendition of the Mark Teixiera song begin...let the close ups of Chipper Jones begin...let the beat down with my fantasy team begin!

Running...funny this topic should come up on shapeastar's blog. I was just mocking running today. I loathe running. I can't stand running. I look like a doofus and feel like puking after a mere jog down the block. In fact, it would be nice if other people *wouldn't* run so that my pitiful walking-as-exercise wouldn't look so pitiful. The Ben has a different opinion than me. But, to my defense, if I had his skinniness and wirey-ness, maybe I'd embrace it more as well. Did that appear like a rather paltry defenes of my weakness to anyone else? In all seriousness, I'm all for running for anyone who can and chooses to run. I, however, embrace yoga. ;-)

So the little nephew is a squirmer. Are all little ones so squirmy? I have been indoctrinated into his life...he has gladly bestowed his first bit of spit-up on me. But, I must say, that he was a lot of fun to hold (or try to...he was kind of squirmy!).

In honor of opening day and Yogi Berra's eternal pithiness...
"Baseball is 90% mental, the other half is physical." (Yogi is Ben's favorite motivational speaker!)

Ring tone

Ben got a new ring tone. If you're ever hanging out with him, I dare you to call him so you can hear it. This is probably relatively lame to so many of you who understand technology (right now it's my goal in life to never send a text message...and never learn how). Those of you who know Ben know how much of an absolute James Bond fan he is. He has finally achieved the zenith of his James Bond fan-dom. Finally, with the help of his 7th grader track assistant, he figured out how to download a James Bond ring tone. For all I know, "ring tone" might be one word. I may resist texting, but I think that ring tones can be fun. This is probably rather mundane to most, but this is not the first attempt to get a fun ring tone. So I need help...what should my ring tone be??? Harry Potter? A little DMB? Some Coldplay? Please (really) help me decide!!!

"Humanity is acquiring all the right technology for all the wrong reasons." R. Buckminster Fuller (hence why I don't text....hmm)

A lunchtime oops

Lots of leftovers have been in our fridge this week. It seems that there has been a flurry of cooking in the past week resulting in no lunchmeat sandwiches for lunch...mmm. I always appreciate good, tasty leftovers when my lunchtime compatriots are eating their frozen dinners. Today, however, I ran into a problem.

There was one lonely container of leftovers on the bottom shelf of my hasn't-been-cleaned-since-we-moved-in refrigerator. Imagine my surprise that Ben has ignored this container for several days now. In hindsight I realize that this was a clue. Yet I grabbed it, tossed it into my bag, and trundled off to school more worried about my missing keys than my lunchtime selection.

Lunch comes around. I open the refrigerator where my stash is stashed. I open the lid (the suspense is not so intense; I'm sure that you can figure out what is coming next) to stick my noodly leftovers in the micro. Alas, naked...cooked...fettucine. I love pasta, but I'm not sure that there is much that is as unappetizing as cold, squished-together pasta that has no sauce. Yum.

I'm glad I brought yogurt today. And of course, there's always my chocolate stash in my desk drawer. :-)

"I no longer prepare food or drink with more than one ingredient." Cyra McFadden
Cold, naked pasta for lunch anyone??

Snoring problems

Toby snores. Loudly. And, she's getting worse (I think). Not only is she snoring, but she's wheezing more just when she's sitting around doing nothing. One would think that a snoring cat is no big problem, but when she insists on sleeping on or against me whenever I'm on the couch (quite a bit of time considering that I'm always on the couch when I'm doing homework for hours on end), it actually disrupts my ability to read/think/function well. I think that she snores the most when she's in her deepest sleep. Who ever heard of a 7 lb. cat with snoring problems? Ironically, as I type this...she just started wheezing again.

"Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone."
Anthony Burgess
(Apparantly, Burgess never realized that it's impossible to convince my snoring cat to sleep elsewhere.)