The Calendar

I was advised to take 26 days off from running after the marathon. Evidently, a day per mile is recommended for some reason. I was so beat up afterward, that it sounded good to me. Today is Day 25, and I am now looking forward to Saturday's run. I have noticed myself kind of flagging lately, both physically and emotionally, and I am anticipating the lift that comes from running outdoors on the Greenbelt.

I Had Another Dream

Okay, so I am being extremely lazy, and not posting about the Marathon. Someday, I will do that...

I had a great dream last night. In the dream I had my own pet fish. I know it was MY pet fish because when I left the house to go somewhere, I reached my hand in the tank and took it out. I carried it with me everywhere and also talked to it quite a bit. When I got back home having completed a number of wonderful adventures which I am sadly unable to recall, I put my fish back in the tank. I remember really loving my fish, and believing that he was a faithful and supportive friend, although we lived in two entirely different worlds. Inexplicably, Mr. Sinta took my fish out of the tank when I was not looking, and I could not find him anymore.

I woke with the sensation of having had an absolutely terrific fish for a pet, and also the sadness of a friendship lost.

I am thinking it would make a great book for children who have an offbeat sense of humor, and aren't PETA members. Sensitive, unbalanced young conservatives could appreciate that kind of thing. The problem would be finding a way to market to the 7 or 8 sensitive, unbalanced young conservatives in the English speaking world.

I had a dream

I had a dream last night that I once again owned a cat, and that Mr. Sinta worked at Sears, which he has never done. Mr. Sinta took us both, me and the cat, to a couples' retreat, where we did not know anyone, because he thought that I wanted to go. Someone admired my cat, and my cat bit the someone. This was not a good way to make friends. We left at the first intermission to get ice cream. For some reason, Abby was with us, probably it was the mental association with ice cream.

I am glad to be home from the San Jose game, where it turns out we were on ESPN several times, and the Broncos won. We spent a day tooling around the wharves in San Francisco, touring and shopping and eating at the Hard Rock Cafe. It was great!

We Wish We Were Sarah Palin

While none of us wants her schedule, her exposure, her critics or her stresses, let's be honest. We all want to shop like her!

I saw an article yesterday by a photographer who kept documenting Sarah's shoes. She has an awesome pair of red ones like Abby, who is in the shoe business and got them on sale at Dillard's!

Today, it was revealed that the GOP spent scads of money on her at Neiman Marcus and at Macy's in Minneapolis just before the Convention, and also bought some cool stuff for Todd (known in Alaska as First Dude) at Atelier's.

Does this make me upset? No.

I guess I am wondering why no one covers the expense account of Michelle Obama?

Ryan showed me a Saturday Night Live excerpt that featured Sarah Palin. She was excellent, and it was really funny.

All for now.

Meditation

I have been out on a long walk, thinking and listening to worship music and pondering things that trouble me which I can do nothing about other than pray and comment in my blog.

You may thank me, dear readers, that I am going to spare you my frustrations, and my ventable feelings.

I will render this opinion, unrelated to the rest of my meditations, Phil Wickham, the worship leader rocks.

God bless Abby who reprogrammed my iPod so I can listen to his album as much as I want! Every house needs a teenager nowadays!

Contest

I would like to announce a contest that will be coming up in the month of November on my blog. Here's the gist of it.

Think of the twenty most famous and influential people who never lived. You will need to come up with the names of fictional characters who have shaped American/Western culture. These characters may not have been in books. They may be non existent in other media. On November 15th, send me your list. The person with the most correct answers will win.

Marathon

The short story is that I finished within my goal time, and I am thankful and happy and sore. For the rest of the story, I will need another day. God is good to me.

The Witch Surprise

Imagine my shock today as I went to the Post Office to pick up my mail to find two packages. One was graduation photos for Abby, and I assumed the other one was the checks that I had ordered. After arriving home, I dutifully opened the checks only to find that it was a gift copy of my favorite novel ever, The Witch of Blackbird Pond.

Thank you kind Book Sender, whoever you are!