. . . And Here She Comes

Well, we are in the last half of the third month of the first quarter of a (kinda) new year.  In 2012 one of my goals was to run a 5k each quarter.  (RECAP:  I completed all four 5k’s and came in 2nd – once; 3rd – twice; and 6th – once.  YaaaaY!!)

Wellllll, last Saturday, I completed my first 5k of 2013.  Before you say too many woo hoo’s, I need to confess:

  1. I did NOT train like I should have AND I knew that.  In my whole training period I never ran a complete 5k (3.1 miles).  That is not good.
  2. Our Saturday walking group was fired up and ready to walk it.  But I could ignore them 🙂
  3. I gave serious consideration to not running at all.  Then I thought about all of you — encouraging me, cheering me on and waiting for results.
  4. I need new running shoes.  I have now put 5 5k’s plus training on them.
  5. I thought there would be a rainstorm in Southern Cali last weekend.  It turned out to be perfect running weather.
  6. OK, when you’re looking for excuses, you can always find lots of them.  They’re everywhere! Remember that this also applies to your life journey.

I got up and went to run just to get this thing over.  Guess what I found out?!?!?:

  1. There is an invigorating energy that passes through the crowd.  I got the fever.
  2. There are not a lot of women my age running.  So my chances increase over the general younger population to win, place or show.
  3. One of our group members offered to fix breakfast after the 5k!  Count me in!
  4. I set out to run and run I did.

I came in at 36:30 — running.  Dr./Mr. came in at 38:59 — WALKING!!  Read it again if you need to.  I said I came in at 36:30 — running.  Dr./Mr. came in 38:59 — WALKING!!  (I do NOT even want to talk about those stats!)


I got a massage after the run while waiting for the medal presentation — Ahhhhhhhh!


End Results:  I came in 2nd in my age category!  Now you can say woo hoo!!

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Spring Combinations


Remember the set of polishes I recently bought? This is a pairing for your review.

DISCLAIMER — PART 3:  (I made adjustments that are now lurking in never, neverland, I guess)  If 1 or 2 adjustments show up one day, rest assured that I made them.

I am experimenting with posting from my cell.  I will be going to New York City and Iceland soon and I want to post from my phone while there.  Do you have suggestions or tips for phone posting?  ‘Preciate it.

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You Can Stay

I used to work in an eight-story building at this institution.  I felt comfortable when asked to be a floor monitor for emergencies — fires, earthquakes, violence — whatever.  Got my little training.  Had a green neon vest AND a hard hat.  Participated in the scheduled drills.  There was never an emergency, but we were prepared . . . and I helped.

I’m in southern California and we are always aware that an earthquake, maybe even the BIG one, could hit at any time.

Around 10 a.m. we had a slight tremor but it was an “event” that was measurable.  Most of the time we just ignore the earth moving , buildings swaying and chandeliers swinging.  That’s exactly what I did this time.  So I was sitting here working on a project trying to get my POTW post together when the Police Department calls.  Incredibly, I am still listed as a Building/Floor Marshall.  I was told to evacuate and of course tell the others to evacuate.  First things first — I saved my POTW as a draft.  Then I got my purse that is always near and ready to go and proceeded to tell faculty, staff, classes and lingering students to evacuate.

I am a light-hearted person who sings in the bathroom, whistles in the halls, smiles at strangers, speaks to students with a low gpa just to test their comprehension skills.  So each group that I told to evacuate, collectively or individually, asked “Are you serious?!?”  The first couple of times I said “Yes, I am” and kept it moving.  The other times I told them it was a personal choice and that I no longer had time for the second round of “20 questions.”

(What I really told them was, “I don’t give a damn what you do.”  But I did not want to use that type of language and ruin my motherly image with y’all)

The prissy, I-want-to-be-in-charge-of-everything, designated Emergency Coordinator was outside with a wide-eye look and a floating question mark in the middle of her forehead asking me why all the people leaving the building.  I told her the Police Department had ordered an evacuation.  This overzealous Emergency Princess wanted to know why she was not called.  I reminded her that when the 4.5 tremor hit she left and had been seen since and that she had not been back to her office.  She reminded me that she should be contacted when there is an evacuation notice.  I kept moving because no matter what the circumstances, it is frowned upon to pimp slap a co-worker at work.  We are not supposed to create emergencies — go figure.

A few minutes later, the Emergency Princess came over to tell me — personally — that it was safe to re-enter the building.  I thanked her profusely.  Then I told her that she needed to find someone else, anyone else to fill the slot of back up in-case-of-an-emergency building evacuator type person.

She apologized for questioning me.  I accepted her apology.  I then restated that she was short one on her be-safe-out-there emergency team.

What is wrong with these people?!?!?!?

BTW — POTW tomorrow.

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To the Left, To the Left, To the Left, To the Left

Well . . . Dr./Mr. and I enrolled in a line dancing class about a month ago.  Hey, why not?

They say we cut a mean rug together on a regular dance floor.  I think we are a pleasure to behold, but I could be wrong.  I do know we have a good time as our own self-contained party machine.  We free form.  We do not 1-2-3 step.  1-2-3 kick.  Hence we are taking a line dancing class.

You know how you see an older couple.  They’re holding hands or one is wiping the other’s chin or they’re opening the door for each other at the same time and it makes you smile.  Then you inevitably say, “Awww, look at that old couple.  They’re so cute.”  And deep down in your heart you’re hoping that you and yours will be able to do the same when you’re older?  Well we at that cute older couple stage — sometimes 🙂

Anyhow, twice a month the group reserves a popular restaurant and party hearty for 2 hours.  It’s a chance to dance, share improv steps and just have a good time.   We went last night.  Guess what?  Being in this class for 7 weeks has NOT made us line dancers!  We have mastered learned upcycled about 6 dances/routines.

These jokers started dancing at 7 p.m., danced non-stop til 9, to approximately 25 different songs, each with its own designated steps, that were not to be picked up quickly from the side lines.  Dr./Mr. and I watched, laughed and enjoyed ourselves.  We will have to buckle up, settle down and shimmy up to the dance barre.

I will show you the Twinkle Toes we have become later.  But, for now, for your viewing pleasure this is what Dr./Mr. looked like on the Great Wall of China when he said he did not need instructions on how to do a simple line dance.

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Hurry Springtime


Remember in 2012 when I decided not to buy any polish? Remember I told you I had 96 or 97 or so bottles of polish? Remember? Well this is 2013! I got these colors to welcome springtime.

I will definitely share when these colors are applied.


This is what my nails look like today.

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A Pictorial Catch Up


This is the back of my hat with a little bit of fingerless glove showing.


I’m just thinking about stuff — mainly my blog  🙂

I have been crocheting lately.  This hat and glove combo is my latest creation.  Next I am making a matching scarf and…and…and…

This ensemble will be my go-to addition to my wardrobe when we go to Iceland.  I am over-the-moon excited that we may get to see the aurora borealis.



It looks like an endless buffet — tossed green salad, fried catfish, pork chops, New Orleans meat loaf, 2 kinds of gumbo, etouffe, jambalaya, vegetables, dirty rice, bread.  I know there was more.  I just don’t want to remember because I am not there!


Dessert:  Peach Cobbler and Cinnamon Ice Cream


This is what Peach Cobbler looks like without a picture of the Bread Pudding with a bourbon sauce.  Both of ’em sho nuff was good!


Told ya so!


Good live jazz and blues too!!!!!



One of my 2012 goals was to crochet 12 blankets (one a month) for babies in the hospital on Christmas.  I exceeded that goal.  I presented 16 blankets to the babies.



This is an original 1930’s organ that was used to play music for silent movies.  The musician’s performance was excellent.  What beautiful music he made.



You cook your own food on the in-table hibachi.  New experience.  Good food.


This is what old timers look like when they have had a good meal, fun reminiscing and are ready to go home and sleep like old logs 🙂



Anita Hill is an avid women’s rights/equal rights proponent.  She is an effective one-woman crusade when necessary.

YUMMY, BUT . . .


Because of combinations like this and (some of) the food I showed you, I will be starting the 2013 5K quest.

My first 5K is Saturday, March 9, 2013.  I have not totally embraced the training as I should.  A 5K is 3.1 miles.  I am still at the 1 mile part of my training.  But I will get ‘er done!



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Naughty or Niiiice?

You tell me. I got my box at the beginning of the week. I was sooo surprised and sooo happy I just looked at it and touched it and moved it from one place to another while grinning 🙂

This is what I found.


(Please tilt your head to the right 🙂 )

Obviously my Secret Santa had been reading my blog and following my commitment to physical fitness and my 5K goals. My gift also seemed to come from a fellow runner. So in guessing my Santa — and I don’t want to be wrong but I am going to claim. . . *fingers crossed*. . .Disco Diva!

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