The Continuing Adventures of Toots and Sally: Two Women. One Marathon. A Dream.
So, as The Sally noted, we were just sitting here, trying to remember our anniversary date. We couldn’t exactly remember…was it the 2nd or 4th? I suggested we just call it the first Saturday in August–seems a lot more “official” that way.
So about 10 seconds after we concluded that discussion the phone rings. It is
Evidently, The Lumpy caused a tremor in The Force. So
No…THAT was is a disturbance in the Force.
Or would that be mole?. As in sauce. Yum.
I have a thousand different posts in my head right now. One of them involves the comedy at REI. Another is a thoughtful review of the whitewater training. Another is about Kathy Griffin and how we might have actually been separated at birth. Yet another that I think Lumpy will post about is remembering our anniversary date and Lumpy’s dad.
I just realized that if I plan on running the Big Woods 1/2 this year, I should probably start training soon. I am much heavier and I feel a lot older. How is it that I can live decades in the space of a few months? Is that normal? What the hell is going on?!?!? Toots, Banana, and Coworker #1, is this happening to you?
I’ve been feeling like I’m the luckiest gal on the planet and that my life rocks, but my supervisor at REI would have me believe otherwise. Holy crap, could we please not stress out about the tiniest crap? Pants are not the end of the world. This crud does not matter in the grand scheme of life. Maybe she does not travel enough…though she’s about to leave on break for a nice while…all I have to do is make it through the next two days of wigging out about clothing.
This weekend we will be dragon boat racing. I will let coworker #1 know that I expect a post about it, since it’s her boyfriend’s gig in the first place. I’m a little concerned, a little giddy, a little laughing already, and a little thinking that the laughs will never end. I can only imagine what it all entails. We have a PRACTICE on Saturday. Whuh?
‘Nuff said.
