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Promises, promises

Well, I didn't really promise you anything, so it's not like I broke one. But yesterday I did say I was going to walk AND clean AND mop.

Guess which one I didn't do?

My floors are sparkling, though!

Every time I do this major cleaning job – most of the floors in my house are laminate or tile – I say I'm going to keep up with daily maintenance. It takes less than 20 minutes to run a dust mop and maybe five more to use the carpet sweeper on the little area rugs in the entry way and in front of the sink.

That's 25 minutes I could be playing Dots. Heh.

I'm really going to try this time. Waiting until it's just too awful to live with isn't working for me. Discipline! Resolve! Commitment!

More major cleaning on the agenda today, but not as major as an acre of flooring. (I exaggerate slightly.) I haven't walked in three days, so I will promise to get one in today. We have another nice, cool day in store. As I said yesterday, it would be a shame to waste th…

The storm that wasn't

I'm absolutely not complaining. Let me get that out of the way right off the bat.

The weather forecast yesterday morning was dire, indeed. Big storms headed our way from the west, with high winds and lots of thunder, lightning and rain.

Boy, do we need the rain.

We did get a little, half an inch fairly early in the day. And then we waited and prepped and watched the skies. They got lighter. And clearer. The sun popped out. And the mountains to our west literally diverted those storms around us. Some went south, while others went north. We remained in the clear, despite my vessels of water and extra thermos of coffee and five loads of laundry DONE.

I'm really grateful we didn't get hit.

But we could have used a little more rain.

I experimented with dinner a bit, and I'm paying for it. A meal of ground beef with vegetables and rice has my right hip aching again, a pain I haven't had in a very long time. I can attribute it to nothing else but food.

Lesson learned.

My …

July 27 - 10

I've been purging

No, not that kind of purging.

I've been on a cleaning-and-getting-rid-of-stuff kick lately, which has been as good for my soul as it's been for my cluttered home.

When I was working as a graphic designer in Ohio, I had quite a library of technique and idea books. Color theory, type design, writing ad copy, layout ideas – you name it, I bought it. I didn't go to design school and the only graphic class I took in the two years of college I attended was learning to run a printing press.

And oh, what fun that was!

So I bought the books to teach myself, and I think I was a pretty valuable employee, eventually working my way up to the position of Senior Ad Designer for a chain of central Ohio newspapers.

I left Columbus more than 17 years ago. My freelance graphic design career here in southern West Virginia has included some paying customers, but nearly everything I do now is voluntary. I've managed to keep up with the technology without spending a ton of money on software …

July 25 - Home

July 24 - Water

July 23 - Macro

July 22 - I wore this

July 16 - Listening to …

July 14 – Old School

Well, THAT was fun!

I haven't been back to my hometown in many years. Wilmington, Ohio, is not where I was born, nor where I went to my early grade-school years. I moved there when I was 10, and graduated from high school there in 1969.

Forty-five years ago.

And my, my, how it's changed from the last time I was there.

The library and high school are much, much larger, and one elementary school is completely gone, transformed into a park. It had the best sledding hill in town when I was a child, and was within walking distance of the house where I grew up.

Downtown has been spruced up while chain stores and fast-food joints ring the perimeter of the city. Wilmington College's campus is just as lovely as it's always been, an oasis of green grass and stately old trees, right before the commercial sprawl begins.

My classmates gathered on both Friday and Saturday evenings, and I was so happy to see old friends again. The differences in background and social standing fall away as we get older. …

Forty-five years

So how is it that I've been out of high school for 45 years now? I don't feel that old, believe me.

Well, most of the time anyway. Heh. I hurt my back earlier in the week and, yes, lower back pain does kinda make you feel old … er. [It also keeps you immobile. I managed to get three miles in yesterday and hope to get four in today, but this will be a very light walking week, all in all.]

Most of the time I think I could pop back into the halls of old WHS and fit right in with my pals. There were six of us who were inseparable back then. We started hanging out together in junior high (now known as middle school, so that tells you how I old I really am), and spent the next six years getting through a young girl's life events together.

And tomorrow I get to see them all again.

Yes, it's high-school reunion time in Wil City.

I've reconnected with a couple classmates through Facebook, and am looking forward to the up-close-and-personal weekend to renew old friendships.

Too busy to blog

When life gets really really busy, the first thing to go is checking my e-mail. I glance at it daily and take care of what needs to be taken care of, but my inbox is back up to 500+ again, after I'd gotten it back to a manageable size a couple weeks ago. It doesn't take long.

And when life gets really really really busy, I don't have time to blog, either. I didn't even take a photos a couple days this week. So NaBloPoMo for July is already a bust.

But I'm back on the horse, at least this week. I leave Friday for my high-school class reunion in Ohio (where have the last 45 years gone!), but will probably have time to post from the hotel. I'll have lots of down time, which will be most welcome.

Down time has been in short supply lately, because our Democratic women's group had a booth at the John Henry Days festival yesterday. All the planning and preparation really paid off, as we had a great time and our parade entry won second place in the political catego…

July 8-11 - Photos

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Surprise, surprise

My 4th of July weekend was off the rails as far as food goes. Completely. Utterly. I'd decided ahead of time to just roll with it, taking into consideration the fact that one evening we would be picnicking and that a birthday party was happening two days later.

I haven't eaten than many carbs in that short a time in more than a year and a half. I'll spare you the food porn. But there was cake.

The good part is my weight, which I haven't checked since sometime last week, stayed the same. I may even be down a pound. I didn't write the number down last week, but I'm definitely in the same ball park.

The other good part is that eating all those carbs made me feel horrible. Why is that good? It's a great reminder that choosing to eat whole, fresh, unprocessed foods WORKS FOR ME. I may not have celiac disease or diabetes, but gluten and sugar make me feel bad. I had a strange-but-short (thankfully!) bout of nausea Sunday morning. I found myself zoning out at time…

July 6 - View

July 5 - On the table

July 4-Stars

July 3 - Match

My mid-year mileage

I really like the MapMyRun app, and appreciate not having to figure out mileage and time and splits and pace using my questionable mathy skills, which have atrophied over time and which were never my strong suit anyway. I was probably in the art room when I should have been learning long division.
A couple days ago I got a MapMyRun mid-year total. And when I used my remaining mathy skills, I determined that I've averaged 4.4 miles per workout this year. With 181 days and 829 miles to go in 2014, it's not likely I'll make the 1500-mile goal I recently abandoned. But I could probably do better than last year's 1300.
Heh.
See how crazy I am? That I would even do the math and try to figure it out and what was I thinking?!?!?
Well, who knew we'd have such a brutal winter and I'd lose a month of walking days because of snow and ice and cold, oh my?
Those numbers make me feel good, but they really don't matter. What matters is I'm still committed to walking a…

July 2 - Begins with K

July 1 - Red+White

So I signed up for NaBloPoMo again …

and this morning I find I have nothing to say.

Nothing. But here goes anyway, with apologies for the boring content.

So … it still hasn't rained. I keep waiting. We keep getting alerts that it's going to rain, but it doesn't. Or it just sprinkles a teeny bit and then it's done. Other parts of the country are deluged. I guess that's the way it goes with the weather.

I ended up not walking those extra five miles yesterday because I had to go to town and run errands in the morning and it was hot as HELL by the time I got home.

Our state federation of Democratic women holds an annual meeting every fall, and one of our main revenue sources is selling ads in the program book. While I was in town I made a trip through the courthouse and sold four half-page ads in less than half an hour! Had some great conversations along the way.

It gives me a smidgen of hope that Democrats might actually get out and vote in an off-year election. We surely need them to do just that this y…