Wouldn’t you know it? Last night, I had everything ready. I went to bed with the plan to get up this morning to run, got my clothes out, and set my “alarm” for 5:30. Now, really, I don’t use an alarm. One of the joys of owning a dog who demands to be fed at the same time each day (until last year, that was 5:00 a.m.) and having a 4 year old cuddle bug who routinely finds his way into my room between 5 and 6:00 a.m., I always wake up around then without their help: cicadian rythmns.
This morning, I crawled out of bed at 5:30, looked outside and saw wet roads. “Thank goodness everyone is still asleep,” I thought. “I can just sneak out.” And, then, I heard thunder. Well, maybe not. By 6:00, it had passed, but it was too late for me to get out and back in time for the school hustle.
All day long, all I could think about was running and making chocolate chip cookies – two things I’ve been trying to find time for all week. The wierd weather – a mix all day of sun, wind, and rain – worried me a bit so I checked with The Weather Network to make sure that it was safe to take the jogger with me. Winds were 41 km/hr with gusts up to 61km/hr (or 40 mph).
That didn’t stop me, but my shoulders are now killing me from having to stabilize Number 2 in the jogger. I did get my run in; tomorrow, I will do that and make cookies.
Wacky Wednesday
Between my home, job, and life, I hear some of the funniest things. Wednesday – or hump day – seems like a good day to share my weekly favorite. If you have something you want to share, add it to the comments or send me an e-mail and I’ll post it on the following week.
Our school has a dress code and, as soon as warmer weather breaks, some of our grade 7 and 8 students do like to test it. Suddenly skirts and shorts, which are suppose to be lower than fingertips when arms are straight, suddenly rise and girls try to get away with wearing tops with straps narrower than two fingers.
Recently, some of our girls were reminded to use “rule of thumb” for skirt and short lengths and they eagerly asked, “You mean they only have to reach our thumbs?” It sounds like a lesson on idioms is in order.
LOL – I always tried to get by the dress code too. In fact, I remember many a day where I had to turn my shirt inside out because of something bad (usually beer or the like) on the front.