Back in the saddle after a couple of weeks of traveling. Been collecting some Random Thoughts over the llast few weeks and I thought I’d share:
This year’s vacation theme: The Year of the Blueberry. Wow, the berries coming out of the Pac Northwest turned me into Veruca Salt.
Vacation is great. Re-entry in hard.
My dog looks fantastic after her ten days at The Ranch. Maybe I should go there next year and chase around the mini horse as a weight loss strategy.
I find myself giddy at the Triumph of Katie Holmes, as if one of my own sisters had managed to break free from a really bad relationship.
Too bad Oprah isn’t really on the air anymore. Katie needs a couch to jump on.
I spent one night watching the gymnastics trials on TV. I’ve now fufilled my every-four-years gymnastics viewing quota.
I will never forget the sight of Nastia Lukin face-planting off the uneven bars. That is a metaphor for something. I’m not sure what, but I know it’s not good.
The kid who set the world record in the decathlon, Ashton Eaton, is a Bend, Oregon boy. His dad has coffee every afternoon at Thump, according to the barrista. Reason alone to root for Ashton.
I read a study yesterday that most women only watch sports because their husbands or boyfriends watch sports and they want to “spend time with them.” And, if women do watch sports on their own, it’s football or Nascar.
Based on the number of passionate and knowledgable Facebook responses I generated from women ( and men) with a bunch Wimbledon and Euro 2012 posts, I don’t believe that study at all.
Nascar? Really? When you can watch Roger Federer?
Covert Affairs is back. Impossibly attractive female CIA agent who speaks 8 languages and wears really high heels. It’s no Alias, people, but it’s worth tuning for this year. They have stepped up the story quite a bit this season.
I tried reading the bestseller Death at Pemberly, a Jane Austin-inpsired mystery. No thanks. Not working for me.
After reading David Brooks column in the New York Times about how the current education system is stripping our boys of their Henry V bravado, I’m thinking I can put up with all the germs at my sons’ all-boys school in exchange for a little “let boys be boys” spirit.
The Plastic Bag Ban went into effect while I was on vacation. First trip to the store and as predicted, shoppers are now leaving with armfuls of groceries and throwing them in the trunk of their car. So pathetic.
16 days to London 2012.
Embracing my Chaos, Lian
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