So I never eat taffy. Hell, I don't eat candy much.

Guess who yanked 2 crowns out of her mouth this morning after trying a coworkers' saltwater taffy for the first time in ages and ages and ages? (Nope, still don't find it all that noteworthy.)

Headed to the dentist this afternoon.

oh, sarameg, ouch!

Didn't and doesn't hurt. But, you know. Didn't really want to start the week off like this.

Ugh, sarameg.

I have discovered (via Couch-to-5K (with zombies (who like carrot brains))) that I actually like running. Who knew? Kinda wish I'd had some kind of coaching on form and whatnot back in high school or even earlier. Although I did not run yesterday due to intestinal ick. Debating whether I should try today...I am at work, but I'm sticking to clear liquids and that is just not a lot of calories. It'll have to be a game time decision.

OMG, I am digging out so slowly here. We are having a lot of email problems, which helps me as not so many new ones are coming through.....Also, why do I now feel kind of sick to my stomach? I've been home for days!

Botox today! I'm optimistic about this, not least of all because homeslice is largely avoiding the face (hairline in back and front) so I get to keep my expressiveness. I reel again at the feeling of giving that up when it's part of my job --it was bad enough when I was stone faced teaching. Cruel market.

I can't really say I LIKE running...I like when I can say I have run? I like after a race being like 'woohoo, i just ran"? Or beforehand when there's a bazillion people milling around all excited?

t, good luck--I find it so weird how sometimes I can go and do the exact same workout (usually elliptical) and yet do SO differently on it--Friday I had a hard time slogging through it and my heartrate kept going way too high, and Saturday it was super easy and my heartrate wouldnt' go high enough! Bizarre, body.

I set my alarm for 7:30AM, and only remembered as it went off that I had a 7:30AM meeting. Oops. Luckily I work from home, so raced upstairs, logged in, called in on my cell, and then went downstairs to make my coffee. Don't have any food, so will have to hope this is not a 2.5 hour meeting as promised.

I'm always surprised by how much I love running, when I come back to it after a break. I'm slow and fat and have bad knees, and yet somehow running is my sport of choice (when I can't get to a pool).

My sister got as far as a half marathon, and swims an unholy distance, but likes neither. You want discipline, homegirl's got it. And she's never had an endorphin high.

That's completely foreign psychology to me.

In fact, I don't know if I know anyone more disciplined.

Good Wife: I don't like how they're writing Kalinda. She went from being uber-cool to being inscrutable and the bisexual who can't keep their pants on. At least her wardrobe continues to rock. It's my second favourite on TV, if I had to choose one for everyday. I think I'd go with Joan Watson's first (she did inspire a Pinterest addiction for a hot second, not to mention I did go about recreating at least one of her looks, something I've never consciously done before). Whose wardrobe would you take to be your one and only wardrobe?

I am also really grateful to have discovered the scary finger shoes. They make me feel so sproingy! Like (I think it was) the beginning of Dandelion Wine with the wonderful description of how magical new shoes are. If that is all in my head, I am okay with that.