Finally something to say...

I never post to my blog because I have nothing interesting to say. That was until yesterday.

I ran the SLC half marathon a few weeks ago. It was great and hard and I finished and then I ached and ached. I took some time off and decided that yesterday I would go for a jog for the first time since the race.

I ran down the street and over to the freeway overpass and started making my way back home. All of the sudden I felt a hard slap on my bum. I gasped and looked to the left and there was jerk-faced punk kid zipping past me on a bike.

Actually, I didn't see his face. But, I'm certain that anyone who would do that most certainly is a jerk-face. Also, I've had a few people ask, so in case you were going to ask too, the answer is no. No, this was not an accident. It was definitely intentional.

I did not appreciate being assulted, although I imagine that he did not appreciate what I called him.

As he passed me and as I yelled, he sped off into the distance and I don't know which way he went. I would have called the cops if he had come back around, if he seemed to be a dirty old man or if were an old lady. But really, as I said, I think he was a jerk-faced teen or 20-something with incredilby poor manners.

Despite the saga, I still love running in the ghetto.

It’s been a while. The holidays are always busy, but really that’s just an excuse. The real reason is that I’m lazy, but I’m happy and here’s why:

1. Have you stepped outside in the last few days? I realize that changing weather patterns are a sign of global warming BUT let’s forget that for a minute. I can’t help but smile when it’s 70+ degrees in January. It makes me feel like I’m cheating the system in the very best kind of way.

2. I’ve started running again consistently with plans to do a half marathon in April. We ran up a nasty hill yesterday and it was great!

3. Santa treated me very well this last Christmas.

4. I made an apron. Upon close inspection one might find some major flaws, but from a distance it’s a fantastic little thing. I had such a good time making it that I almost want to make another. We’ll see- that could go against my lazy-esque habits.

5. I’ve been to San Francisco four times in the last month and that place just makes me smile. Two of the trips involved Eliza’s spicy chicken and the other two involved being on a boat in the bay.

6. I set some 2009 goals that, while challenging, are very much doable.

7. I always have a good time.

8. Novio es fantastico. And I don’t care if that isn’t grammatically or linguistically correct.

9. Yes we can! Next Tuesday is a big, key day. I've waited for it for eight long years.

10. For dinner last night I ate as much of Big Mike’s popcorn as I could consume and then for dessert I had a brownie.

R.I.P 2008 Election

I am SO happy that this is over. My guy won which makes me happy, but either way I'm glad. This has been exhausting. Mac seemed to speak from the heart tonight. I wonder if things would have been different if he had done that sooner (and of course if he had chosen a different running mate).

I've got a new (and probably wildly inaccurate) theory about PayPay's possible next step. But, I'll need to do a little research before I share it.

And PS- Yes we can.

4. PS- Uh huh.
http://www.politico.com/news/stories/1008/15073.html

1. “Because of successful identity politics, people have come to identify profoundly with other kinds of groups — ‘I am a Jew,’ or ‘a French person.’ But it’s not likely with ‘I am an ugly person and let’s have a meeting of all ugly people.’ Most people in general would want to disclaim membership. It’s like declaring yourself a member of the clueless, " Sherry F. Colb, a law professor at Cornell said."

"Defining ugliness is difficult."

“Beautiful people are considered to be more intelligent, sexier, more trustworthy and they have more partners,” Dr. Synnott said. “And this implies that ugly people are assumed to be less trustworthy and less intelligent.”

I'm not saying that anything is wrong with the less pretty, but I thought that these were interesting quotes about the perception of ugliness.
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/30/fashion/30ugly.html

2. Tina is back and not a moment too soon. http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/30/arts/television/30stan.html

3. I really love the NYT.

So today, I’ll say this about Ms. PayPay… I still don’t think she should be set loose in DC, but was it her fault that McCain’s handlers and RNC peeps went on a shopping spree? She was too busy prepping for her cut-throat interview with Katie Couric to go herself or to ask questions about where the items came from and how much was spent. PayPay is off the hook, in my book, for this infraction.

This is purely speculation, but maybe the shopping was directed by Cindy, who is suspected of having worn a $300K outfit at the convention. But really, do I blame Cindy? No, she’s rich and who wouldn’t want to get stuff from Saks. Have you seen their shoe department?

I haven’t gone soft though. I read a fantastic article on PayPay in the New Yorker this past weekend. The article mentioned that PayPay has long had her sights set beyond the elk and flannel of Alaksan politics. That’s fine (ok, that’s not fine because the woman worries me, but that’s another story), BUT if she’s had DC in mind for longer than she’s been the Veep nominee why hasn’t she done her due diligence? She’s not stupid and perhaps she really is an RNC rising star (argh!), but if she wants to compete and make a difference why has she not done her homework? Why didn’t she have a passport until 10 minutes ago, what can’t she name a single international newspaper that she reads, and why can’t she answer a question?

I find her so bothersome because she’s a total rookie and is in way over her and it makes me want to scream two things:

1. I feel like I’m taking crazy pills.
2. What? Do you think this is amateur night?

The good news is that I’ll think she’ll be spending at least the next few years in Juneau.

I've been meaning to post something for a while, but I don't want to bore any one with my obsession. The truth is that I didn't realize that "it" was an obsession until just now. I suppose that "it" should be called "she". And "she" could, should, might, ought to be called "Sarah Palin."

At the Emmy's Tina Fey so poignantly said, "I want to be done playing this lady Nov. 5. So if anybody can help me be done playing this lady Nov. 5, that would be good for me." I don't want to write or talk about her, but she keeps creeping into my thoughts. So, to go along with Tina's sentiments, I'll echo her and say that I want don't to keep thinking about her so if anybody, especially in the flyover states, could help me with that I'd appreciate it.

Back when life was simple (in early September), before the train wreck interviews had aired and Joe-six packs references were used, back when I didn't know how to conjugate estar, I had a candid discussion with my mother about Ms. Palin, who at the time, seemed like a passing guility pleasure of mine.

(And let's be clear- the guility pleasure was the scowl-browed interest, like reading People Magazine for politicians AND not in any way an admiration of her and/or her aspirations to ru(i)n the country.)

But I digress, I expressed my concern to my mom about SP's qualifications that are and were MIA and my perception that perhaps her children need her right now more than the country does (or ever will... again, I digress). My mother simply responded that I needed to therefore do a couple things in own life so as to not fall into the same trap:

Choose either 1. to go into politics OR 2. get married/have kids

(Ok technically we discussed that fact that I could be in politcs if my kids were older, but no baby bjorns with a business suit)

AND on top of that, create a really good single serving lemonade recipe.

I have made no choices, nor have I worked on the recipe. But at least I know what my options are.