I was feeling a little better already late yesterday. I guess that wasn’t too bad. One of my running buddies this morning said she had the flu last year for 11 days, so I guess two days of being feverish
Song demos up on honeybowtie.com
I spent a good chunk of time this morning updating honeybowtie.com, and specifically linked several demos to the Songs page. Since I mentioned to some folks I saw a few weeks ago that I would be sure to send a
Got my flu shot today…
and have been feeling woozy ever since. Muscles very achey, slight fever, generally feel like crap. And this is supposed to keep me from feeling… bad, right?
Love Actually
Went to an advanced screening of Love Actually last night and I really enjoyed it — it was just what I needed, I think. I love Richard Curtis as a writer, but I’m not sure I love him as a
Ready to run!
I finally got over to the running store on the other side of the park from my office. It was worth holding out for: the guy took my foot measurements, asked how many miles I’m running per week, whether I’m
Marathon mouth
Ack! This is so me. 🙂 I calculated the distance and I ran Sunday morning, and even though I was so sure it was at least six miles, it was just shy of five. Guess I have to get my
Great weekend!
It was a most pleasant weekend! and I house-sat for my boss’ boss, who made it clear that we were welcome to any of the food or wine in the house. And there happened to be a new case of
Change of plans
Karsten and I huddled and decided to skip the bar and the street party. We’re going to have a private pizza-and-movie party instead, possibly with alcoholic beverages purchased for far less money than would be required in a bar. After
I’m not a religious or even a spiritual person…
but this email from my sister choked me up. I hope this e-mail finds all well and enjoying life!! Dad is to complete his radiation next week. So far he has done very well. No horrible effects, other than skin
Rambling essay-type-thing
I scribbled out a little essay-type-thing while I was waiting in the airport in Charlottesville. It’s not elegantly written, but I can’t bring myself to revise it. It’s just first-draft raw writing, and that feels somehow right. I am in