Happy Hour Chatter

It seems that the older I get (keep in mind that I am NOT old, just getting older), I come up with some hairbrained ideas.  Some would say that comes with age.  I prefer to think of it as reliving my youth with more purpose than I had back then!  So, I've joined the ranks of the so called "runners," although I do not know if what I do can technically be called running.  My trainer, Jayme, says I'm an interval runner.  Whatever.   I'm a Virgo.  In my head, (remember, I'm a perfectionistic procrastinator - see past posts for definition!),   a runner...RUNS.   I do the walk/run thing.  No, that's not true.  I'm doing the RUN/walk thing, cuz now I'm doing more running than I am walking.  So technically, If I were to listen to those around me, I am becoming a runner.  Not there yet, but I'm getting there!  Did you follow that everyone??  LOL So, I've started a page at the top of this blog called "Vision...

Today is Father's Day.  My father has been gone from this earth for 21 years now and to say I miss him is an understatement. He had a quiet, gentle way about him that made everyone at ease.  He loved to smile, to laugh, to joke around and have fun.  He worked hard, but played harder. My daddy  taught me these lessons of life that I will never, ever forget and try to live by each day: Family is the most important thing in this world. Do whatever it takes to keep the bonds strong. Work Hard. Be responsible, get your work done first.. then play. Love.  Pure and simple. Make it count...whatever you do, wherever you go, make the moment count so that you don't have any regrets in life. Treat others with kindness and respect and you'll get it back tenfold.  Give second chances to those deserving of it but don't give third chances.  If you're going to say something negative about someone, make sure you have your fact straight.  Don'...

When I look back to when I was growing up, it was a simple time. We didn't have a lot of money and didn't live extravagantly or "high off the hog" as my daddy would say.  But we lived comfortably.  Daddy was a farmer who was in the field from sun up to sundown working the land and providing for his family. He worked hard, but played hard when the work was done.  Summer was always a magical time around the farm.  From the moment the sun came up our house came alive.  Breakfast, chores, cleaning, gardening, cooking, mending, and plenty of time for laughter and love.  In the summer, my youth was spent pretty much barefoot and sun kissed.  I don't think I wore a pair of shoes in the summer time; I loved the feeling of the earth under the soles of my feet - I felt free.  And lordy did I bellyache if I had to put on a pair for some reason. Mom, of course, would scold me - but she always had a smile when she did it.   And the sun! ...

Spent a great day at the kite festival yesterday. The sun was shining, there was an awesome breeze for the kites to fly, great tunes hitting the air waves and fantastic kites dancing in the sky.  It was amazing. There is a group called I80-Go! That does synchronized kite routines to music. They're show is fun to watch.  Very fun and energetic.  I had the opportunity to visit with one of the men of the group.  He was very knowledgeable when I quizzed him about kites, the group, etc.  He even let me fly his kite! !  (With his assistance of course). Wow! Was that freaking awesome. I even got to spend some time visiting with super friends. It was a GREAT day to let it fly!

Apparently I've had a melt down in brain function. I've committed ..verbally and in writing...to do a 5K in October. I don't back down from commitments once made.  I already have a run that I owe a friend and it's bothering me that I haven't honored that verbal agreement.   Although, a time frame wasn't really  established! Lol So, I've been looking at training plans.   Eight weeks, five weeks, twelve weeks...run minutes or miles, do a combination of run/walk.   I'm sooo confused!! The one thing for sure is this...I'll cross the finish line come hell or high water!  Cuz that's how I roll!  Lol

"What are you doing six months from yesterday?"  How should I know??!   I'm meticulous about what I'm at work and when I teach yoga, but don't expect me to remember off the top of my head what I'm doing in six months, on a weekend, at precisely 2:00pm. So...I've become a slave to my handy, dandy, trusty calendar...on my Droid. Yes, it's pathetic.  I admit it, and I am NOT proud of this revelation. I dash for my purse with a sinking feeling in my heart.  I slide the screen open to reveal my calendar and select the correct one ( yes, I have TWO calendars...one for personal appointments and one for my business) and quickly find that in six months I'm doing exactly.... nothing.  Damn!   I mark the date, make an appointment, set the reminders; one for the event itself and another to buy a gift. Yes, this is going to require shelling out some cash!    I then forget all about this all important event until all kinds o...

"The reason, Ms Schutt, that your car door on the rear passenger drivrrs side, won't open isn't because of a faulty locking mechanism.   It's because the child safety key/latch is active." No more need be said.