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Monday, November 21, 2011

Well, sure ya do. So don't worry about that.

Anyway, here we are, Day 3 billion or so, on this journey.

I took a look at my weight for the past few months or so, and I have ping-ponged around. Truly, it ain't so bad when it comes to maintenance. I would like for it to be better but it is definitely within ranges. I know that I do the tracking, etc. I suspect that my exercise estimations are high and my food estimations are low. And that is the crux of it so there ya go.

Yeah, yeah, I know, I know, don't settle, etc. yes I know the drill, I have heard the drill, I have said the drill, I have recited the mantra. I do not need information.

I don't even need bun-kickage, so far as I can tell.

Right now, it's mainly me settling into a routine/the dark/knowing that things are going to be less than optimal for about another year.

I am truly, madly, deeply bored with work.

I know I have said this.

And yeah, I was out of work for nearly 2 years so I should be hopping on the Grateful Train. And it's not like, totally, I am off that train.

I like the fact that I have something focusing my days. I like that the commute is good, the people are lovely and my bank account and mortgage are doing what they are supposed to -- growing and shrinking in inverse proportions to each other. I like the fact that it is downtown and I see Mr. J and often friends from former work stints and we walk. That is all fab and a half.

It's the actual work part, folks.

Here's what I do.

I run database reports.

That is, a report is brought up on my screen, I check a few things (usually date parameters), I log in and I hit "process". In the meantime, I prepare the cover email (which is a template, but it needs to have the correct date put on it) and open the report template and change the date on it as well.

Once the report has run, I copy the results and paste them into the report template and sometimes into a part of the email or the like. I check things like margins and whether the graphs are working nicely and are pulling all of the data.

I step back, admire my work like the Reporting Goddess that I am, convert the report to PDF form, save it in the trillion and one places where it is supposed to be saved and then send out the email.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Over and over and over again.

You may be saying to yourself - where's the creativity in this?

There is none.

Where are the margins for error?

There are plenty. I have messed up dates, formatting and even corrupted a query once. I have forgotten attachments, too. About the only thing I have gotten right, on a truly consistent basis, is the distribution lists, and that's 'cause these are email templates so you can kinda set and forget 'em. Oh and I do things on the correct days because these are set in my calendar.

This is not through lack of competency.

It is through lack of interest.

The reports are going to be, at least partly, automated. This is because so much of this is at a stage that a trained seal could do it. I will not lose my gig when the reports are automated, for there will be other dull as dishwater reports to do by then. The ennui will abide.

I know, I know, I know!




Think I don't tell myself those things?

I hear that Greek Chorus from Hell every day these days.

It is settling that kinda, in a lotta ways, got me into this. Settling got me into my weight mess as well.

Not settling is going to get me out of both.

But in the meantime, I am on a contract, and I am here for another 12 months, possibly more if the newer software isn't installed on time. So I need to learn to live with it, and accept it and, if not love it, at least stop resisting it so damned much.

I need to redirect that resistence and that fury and that desire into doing for myself.

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JOPAPGH 11/28/2011 11:08AM

    Human batch job would be soul sucking. Is there any way you could help with automation or process redesign around some of this reporting?

Otherwise, abide and collect your pay until you find something better.

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CODYG123 11/25/2011 10:47AM

    An escape could take a year to prepare. Don't give up. emoticonAnd thanks for the tune!

Comment edited on: 11/25/2011 11:51:31 AM

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4A-HEALTHY-BMI 11/23/2011 11:42AM

    What Don said.

Go Gurl! LIVE outside those 40 hrs...

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    Oih. This is not good. Smart funny woman. How can it be that you are so stuck in boring work? Yeah I get all the stuff about how others would want your job. (Who was that exactly? I don't believe I have met them. Good luck to them.) Let's see...I guess there are isometric exercises. And the Zen of reports. One more good to add to the list of the benefits you listed is that you are not investing your soul in this gig. Maybe you can have some energy left over to write the great novel that you have in you. Provided this job is not deadening. Sending hugs.

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CAROLISCIOUS 11/22/2011 9:05PM

    One of my fav songs of all times!

Who knows? Maybe you will learn to love it.

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KASEYCOFF 11/22/2011 4:18AM

    ...wouldn't it be great to have one of those 'treadmill desks' where you could do your walking and the reports at the same time? Now THAT would be a dream job--!

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2WHEELEDSHARON 11/21/2011 7:32PM

    I would love to make a dull job of my weight loss, cut down on so much gravy on my train. Thanks for calling out my buttercups, too.

I have a friend in a similar quandary and I worry about her soul getting stuck in a hinge of her robot suit. But when I tell her that, she says her soul is always more slippery than she thinks and it will slide her into a little black dress just at the right time. Hmmm. I like the idea of finding fury! I hope I get to hear more about that!
I, on the other hand, would love to make a dull job of my weight loss, cut down on the buttercups and so much gravy on my train.

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MARCHMAID 11/21/2011 2:49PM

    I get it. All of it. Hang in there kiddo. Life keeps happening when you aren't looking.

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DDOORN 11/21/2011 10:44AM

    You got your bread & butter job (or should we re-phrase it: yogurt and broccoli job? lol)...pays the bills and other cool things.

How about jumping into something more gratifying, fulfilling OUTSIDE of this job...?

I think that's how many of us survive work that becomes or already is mundane. Just my 2 cents...


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AIRPEACH 11/21/2011 8:55AM

    "I need to redirect that resistence and that fury and that desire into doing for myself. "
Very well said! Thank you for the reminder.

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Got to Get a Brand New Experience

Monday, November 14, 2011

WOLFKITTY (if you don't know her, or don't follow her, I suggest you do. She's fantastic) recently blogged about someone making kind of an odd comment about her weight loss. WK and I have lost almost the same amount although we are both bouncing around a little bit within our own ranges these days. I think we've been doing this about the same amount of time or so.

Anyway, it got me to thinking about how there always seems to be someone out there who says something like, "I know exactly how you feel."

It's not always about weight loss. It's also about things as varied as the loss of a beloved pet, a divorce, or even getting an A on a paper or a story about not being able to find a parking space.







Unless you are somehow hooked up to not only my nerve endings but also my brain (for it is both transmission and reception when it comes to feelings, yanno), then there is no way in hell that you possibly could.

Now, I recognize that there is an effort to express empathy. And it may be clumsily executed at times. I am well aware that people *MEAN* well.

I also know I have said things like this at times, and so, for anyone I have said that to, my apologies, as it was wrong-headed.

You do not know what I feel.

You do not know what I see.

You do not sense what I sense.

You do not perceive what I perceive.

There are 400-pound women out there who look in the mirror and think: awful.

There are others who look and see: skinny.

Others look and see: potential.

And they are right within all of their own personal contexts.

Now, only in a crazy world is 400 pounds skinny.

Unless, of course, you've been 500.

It is awful in a lot of ways - I think most of us can see that, objectively. It is certainly awful in terms of what someone can do, right?

Unless, of course, you could do nothing last week and now you can walk to the mailbox without wheezing.

It is also potential, for those who are going somewhere.

But that's all of us.

We are all going somewhere.

Some of us are riding to hell in a handbasket, letting the world dictate our choices and decide our desires and we aren't being careful and we think we have just another day to screw up, or we see an end to this crazy lifestyle change, when the reality is that, let's face it, folks, this is for keeps, and you are in pretty damned deep denial if you think otherwise.

Others are coasting, trying a little, not always getting there, sometimes going backwards, perhaps also unsure about the permanence of the whole thing.

And there are others who are working their tails off. And scales don't always budge and even measuring tapes aren't always as wonderful as we would like, but we persevere. Attempts are made. They don't always fly. But there is trying. There is doing. And, eventually, it will turn into something.

I am not a mirror onto which you may project your insecurities, hopes, fears, dreams and prejudices.

And you are not my mirror, either.

We are not the same. We do not come from the same place. We do not go to the same one, either.

I do not know how you feel. I never will. You will never know that about me, either. We only see snapshots of each other, even if we check in every single day. These are points on a graph, but we tend to not see the trends in each other, or the origination points.

When I look in that mirror, what do I see?

I see 49, but it doesn't look too much like 49, it looks a lot more like most people's 39.

I see 210 lbs. but it doesn't look too much like most people's 210. It looks a lot more like most peoples 200, or even 190 lbs.

I see parentheses lines around my mouth, and the fact that I really need to color my roots and my fingernails are uneven and if I could afford it, I'd have much better fashion sense.

I also see few to no crow's feet, and most of my hair is colored blonde, and fingernails may be uneven but my hands are clean and yeah, I still dress like a geek but I'm comfortable and I'm warm and my clothes are clean and free of patches and I am damned lucky to have them, seeing as a lot of people go without.

In the end, bottom line, our experiences are our own, our perceptions are our own, our feelings and our choices and our consequences are our own.

Own them. Don't let anyone else take them away from you.

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    Phew. And yeah. Some friends of mine like to say that one has to walk a mile in another person's moccasins. I suppose it is a good thing to try to aspire to. However I guess it is also important to remember that those mocs won't fit just the same for everyone. Great blog.

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FIT_TERI 11/15/2011 11:01PM

    I hope I never say "I know how you feel". I think people say that to express empathy....maybe better said "I can imagine how you might feel" general, no harm is meant.
My DH recently commented (much to his chagrin) that I was "wrong" about how I felt about something. He didn't mean that, of course. He does not believe he dictates how I "feel"...that obviously belongs only to me. It was just a poor choice of words. But, believe did set me off. "our feelings and our choices and our consequences are our own" awesome.

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4A-HEALTHY-BMI 11/15/2011 4:41PM

    Oh Jes, I know EXACTLY what you mean! People who say that are SO annoying!


(just kidding)

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CAPECODDIN 11/15/2011 9:53AM

    Great post!!! I gottta admit I'm guilty of it.. definitely made me think!!!

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DDOORN 11/15/2011 9:33AM

    Couldn't agree more! Nail on the head...YES!


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CAROLISCIOUS 11/14/2011 10:02PM

    I personally dislike the cliche', "I know how you feel." I hope that I don't say it...I try not to. I know I always cringe when I hear it directed at me.

Love this...
"In the end, bottom line, our experiences are our own, our perceptions are our own, our feelings and our choices and our consequences are our own.

Own them. Don't let anyone else take them away from you."

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CAMILLEMANS 11/14/2011 4:56PM

    I love the part of your blog when you stated that there are some who drift thru life letting life make their choices for them and than there are the others. I always try to keep that in mind because it is so important to keep track of where you are and where you want to be and what choices you have and what choices are available and what choices you need to be made available to you.

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BLUEANGELLK 11/14/2011 1:37PM

    THANKS. This is so right on!!!

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VALERIEMAHA 11/14/2011 11:17AM

    Really important thoughts, really skillfully articulated. YEAH!


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MS.ELENI 11/14/2011 10:56AM

    Probably 40 years ago my boss at the time told me I was unique.I don't remember why now.But It has stuck with me.There is no one in the world just like me. I often jokingly tell people I am not strange I am just unique. emoticon
I also hate it when people say I know how you feel. I don't mind at all when they say they can relate to how I feel because we can relate to others.

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CODYG123 11/14/2011 10:27AM

    You are right on, as usual. ;) Thank you for sharing your experiences.

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Coming to Town With the Brief Case Blues

Monday, November 07, 2011

So - I am, already, bored silly.

I think it has more to do with the facts that (a) the weather is changing and I KNOW that SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) is on its way and (b) this is the kind of job I was trying to get away from when I went to work for the 'Bot Boys.


It's not horrible. Really.

I have a wonderful commute, and I can walk home for a good 25 - 30 mins every night unless it's icy. The people are nice. The pace is easy (despite what they seem to think; truly, there is not too much happenin' here. Then again, I multitask so much that it often seems like there is less to do than, perhaps, there really is). I am updating my skills. I am meeting people. I am repairing my bank accounts and paying off my mortgage.

And I am, flat-out, bored.

In other news, I completed my 24th 5K yesterday. I did it in 44:47, which is an okay (worst third or so of my times) time for me, and I was dead last, which is a position I am more than used to, so no worries.

I also did it - CONFESSION TIME - using performance-enhancing drugs.

I know, shocking, right?

I am a naughty girl.

Those drugs were 2 Advil. And it was a much nicer 5K than I normally have. I had taken the 2 tablets about 3 hours earlier and forgotten about them. Then, as I am joggin' along, I thought to myself, hey, the bottom of my foot doesn't hurt. My shins feel good. I am not feeling like I have to constantly wheeze.

I am so in space that it took until about Mile #2 before I realized why I felt as lovely as I did.

Heh, so, this one needs a big ole asterisk. Mucho scandal!

One more to go this year (Somerville Jingle Bell Run), in December. And then we wrap it up until March (Somerville Ras Na Hieram Run).

The December race will, hopefully, not be too snowy and cold. Yesterday, I definitely wore the right combo of clothes (performance fleece hoodie, long-sleeve performance something-or-other material shirt, shorts, workout tights, 2 pairs o' socks, sports bra, unmentionable underthingies, sneaks, a Red Sox baseball cap and convertible mitten-gloves). When I got hot, I de-layer-ified. When I cooled down, I re-layer-ified. At any rate, I'd like to keep the same outfit for next month. I gotta say, I am glad to be married for a lotta reasons, but one of 'em is the fact that I get to not give a damn about what I wear to a race. I KNOW I look wicked bizaah.

But I am wearing a Red Sox cap while doing it, which accessorizes pretty much any ensemble but a Prom dress.

Onward to less boring times.

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STRINGS58 11/13/2011 11:03AM

    still moving forward! I saw that you got a 1000 monthly fitness award the day that I'm writing this. congrats all the way around!

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MS.ELENI 11/9/2011 5:02PM

    I just think you are awesome all the time

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CODYG123 11/8/2011 7:58AM

    Yeah for your wonderful blogs. Thanks for sharing. emoticon

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DMPRIDER 11/7/2011 10:33PM

    I hope the financial remuneration makes up for the boring part until something better comes along. I am bored and not happy with my work too. I am just starting on the track to change that and it's going to be a long haul.

Congrats on your race. I hope to get back to running someday or at least get the OK to do some serious walking and start walking some 5Ks.

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    So how much do you jog and how much do you walk? I only did one 5K. MM's fundraiser for a charity she supports. I had fun but not only was I last, they took away the finish line and went on with the festivities and nobody cheered for me except me. I think I will try another. But I am only going to walk. And I want to do one with you.

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CAROLISCIOUS 11/7/2011 8:14PM

    You make me wanna sign up for a 5K.

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PROVERBS31JULIA 11/7/2011 5:55PM

    Red Sox sounds like a nice enough accessory, I guess ..... but if you are bored, I guess you could try wearing a Dallas Cowboys hat for real excitement. Who knows? it might even vastly improve your 5K times, as you find yourself having to trot MUCH faster on your commute home, to avoid all the angry faces!!



Happy Monday!


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MALCONTENTION 11/7/2011 1:57PM

    Sorry your job is boring, but I'm glad there's a paycheck to compensate you. I also know that you know how to find other types of entertainment!

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DDOORN 11/7/2011 12:19PM

    Kudos to keeping up with the 5K's! And am I ever WITH you regarding the seasonal changes...this Daylight Savings upheaval, ugh! These months ahead can't hurry along any faster...sheesh!


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VEEJAY3 11/7/2011 12:01PM

    Well, you just make me feel a million times lazy. Because last night ... I crocheted with performance-enhancing drugs: two Aleve. Seems I have a bit of arthritis in my hands (how could that possibly BE????? HUGE shock to Baby Boomers when they have an "old person's" issue).

Yep: that's you running, and me crocheting. (I DID swim a mile earlier in the day ... let's count that, shall we?)

Sorry you're bored; you could always mentally write a novel while mindlessly going about rote tasks ...

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ARLENE_MOVES 11/7/2011 11:45AM

    I love you -- you make me smile every time I read your blog. Such a way with words. It's amazing how I can almost see you from your description.!! emoticon

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IFDEEVARUNS2 11/7/2011 10:02AM

    I take performance enhancing drugs all the times when I race. Couldn't do it without Advil!
I'd actually like to see that prom dress with the Red Sox cap. But then my daughter gave me a chicken purse for my birthday (gotta take a pic) so what do I know about style!

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VALERIEMAHA 11/7/2011 10:02AM

    Less boring times indeed -- like the glee of reading a Jespah Blog!!!

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My Supper Dish, My Succotash Wish

Monday, October 31, 2011

Yeah, I know it's Halloween, but I'm not gonna blog about that, not really.

Anyway, there was the first snowfall of the season the other day. And while much of the remainder of the East Coast was, effectively, hammered, Mr. J and I sighed a collective "Meh" at the devastation wrought by ...


... wait for it ...

MAYBE three-quarters of an inch of the white stuff IF you were being mondo-generous.

The 5K we were supposed to run was cancelled. And that one starts (I kid you not) right outside our house! In any event, I am guessing that the race organizers could not get in. There were, after all, parts of the Commonwealth which were walloped by a good 30". But by us? Not so much.

I am fully aware that things will get ugly soon enough, and I will be wishing for this. I just found it a tad amusing.

This morning, the roads were clear and extremely low on traffic. Both of the other people in my department worked from home today (in fact, by my boss's place, he said it looked like a tornado had hit). I suspect plenty of other people did as well. Lots of folks lost power, some for days already.

Again, huh?

I know, I know, karma.

So I'll shaddap now about the weather, except to say that it seems that Winter really is arriving early, snowfall by my place notwithstanding, as it is getting cold again. This is less me with my chattering teeth when the mercury dips below 50 as opposed to actual, measurable temperatures. As in, by the time I got to the office this morning, it was 33.

Yeah, I don't envy the trick or treaters. Nope. Not one iota.

It feels like we should be handing out espressos.

"Here ya go, kid! Trust me; you want this more than a Mounds bar."

Actually, we keep our light off. Yes, we are THOSE kinds of people.

But, in all seriousness, we live in a college bedroom area. Most of the "young" people are old enough to drink alkyhawl. Any small children need to be imported. And sorry, I am not gonna bring in candy (and its resultant temptations) to our house in order to give it to, in all seriousness, perhaps 2 kids who go by. Or to a passel of BC students.

"Go Eagles! Here are your 50 Mounds bars."

Perhaps I'll give them the espressos.

Come to my house.

Bring your own mug and spoon.

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LAB-LOVER 11/1/2011 7:09AM

    Halloween was cancelled here... No need to hide with the lights off because there are no lights! We are among the lucky with power and heat, but no cable. But for my iPad, I would not be online. Happy November!

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DDOORN 10/31/2011 10:06PM

    Yeah, Halloween? No big deal around here. I celebrated by heading back to my fitness center which finally re-opened. Now we can peaceably walk through stores with the Halloween treats tucked away and brace for the Christmas goodies! :-)


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VALERIEMAHA 10/31/2011 11:31AM

    A woman after my own heart..."Here ya go, kid! Trust me; you want this more than a Mounds bar." I'll be right over with my mug!

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MS.ELENI 10/31/2011 11:07AM

    We are one of those with lighs out too.After giving out tons of candy here for 30 years we decided to stop.

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CAROLISCIOUS 10/31/2011 10:47AM

    I'll be the first to hold out my mug and spoon and yell, "TrickorTreat" at your door!

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We'll Get There Fast

Monday, October 24, 2011

I am thinking of warm weather (cantcha tell?). It isn't even Halloween. Egad.

So, silly me, I looked at the weather for the week, saw it would be up to 60 something today and figured, hey, I can wear a tank top under me sweater.

Oh, no, no, no, gentle reader.

It's a HIGH of 60-something (64, I think).

The day started off at 40.

For those of you who think in metric - 40 is - freakin' cold. As opposed to 30 which is MORE freakin' cold; 20, which is EVEN MORE freakin' cold; or 10, which is TOTALLY freakin' cold; or 0, which is FUGGEDABBOUDIT.

See, coffee is a multi-tasker. Not only is it necessary in order to pry my eyelids open, it's also needed for warmth.

And so it goes.

What else?

I got m'self new sneaks. This was necessary as the old ones were giving me a hard time. This happens earlier and earlier these days, as I rack up more mileage, faster than ever. We have a 5K a week from yesterday. I could not be getting nastiness from my sneaks from just walking, let alone jogging.

Last year (this will be the Oak Scare 5K), I had a slight wardrobe malfunction, so it'll be interesting to see what happens this time around. One thing I have been doing, ever since two 5Ks ago, has been to, on a daily basis, stretch the sides of my hamstrings. That is, I shoot my leg off to the side and stretch a bit. I'm hoping this can help in the quest to avoid too much in the way of post-race pain and suffering. We'll see.

In other news, I will be in New Hampshire tomorrow, to meet more work people and attempt to, well, I dunno what. I am unable to remote into my work machine, so the day may turn out to be pretty blah and slow. And two plus hours, round trip. Let's not forget that fun. I am not a fan of driving long distances but the weather looks to be decent and the only thing I will have to worry about is, perhaps, a few wet leaves on the highway and the occasional wayward wild turkey or moose. Or deer.

Er, excuse me, deeah.

As we say heeah, "Don't hit a deeah, it'll total yah cahh."

I will be careful. I think the deeah have little to worry about.

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AIRPEACH 10/25/2011 2:55PM

    Yay new sneakers!
I'm happy to see the heat of Summer finally leave, although some more time of in-between temps would have been nice. Of course, who am I kidding - lol!

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DMPRIDER 10/25/2011 12:28PM

    I hear you about the weather. I find that the cold is getting to me earlier and earlier each year and it takes longer for me to warm up in the Spring. Ah middle-age!

Safe travels to NH. Hopefully the sunshine and turning leaves will make it a pretty drive.

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ARLENE_MOVES 10/24/2011 6:30PM

    Stay safe on your trip to NH. By the way, several years ago, I hit a deer, or should I say, the deer hit me, and it did total my cahh. And scared the crap outa me. I still have trouble driving by the stop.

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MS.ELENI 10/24/2011 5:46PM

    When I lived in NC I had a large black bear run in front of my car. No one believed me. emoticon

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DDOORN 10/24/2011 4:06PM

    I hear you on that cold...! I saw the forecast yesterday for sunny & 60...thinking YES! Get out on the bike!

It was 39 in the morning, when I usually like to leave so I have the whole day ahead to enjoy on two wheels!

Yeesh...lotsa stuff to do around the house until 2:30 when it hit 50...THEN got out on the bike for a quickie 38 mile ride...yes! :-)


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BIGGEEKDAD 10/24/2011 4:00PM

    Good luck on the 5K

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MARCHMAID 10/24/2011 2:38PM

    Here I thought the real message was going to be "We'll get there. FAST!" (i.e., don't eat.)


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CAROLISCIOUS 10/24/2011 2:31PM

    I see you have another Florida fan! I'm sure by now your day is almost done. Hope you were able to stay warm and out of the path of wildlife!

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STRINGS58 10/24/2011 12:56PM

    It's a gorgeous day in Florida - these days are rare, starting out cool and then get lovely -- usually it starts muggy and then gets HOT and muggy.

I hope you enjoy meeting the new peeps and yes, avoid hitting deeah! Keep up the work. It is about lifestyle.

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