New podcast

When I don’t have an audiobook going in the car, I’ll go for a podcast. I had a new one fall into my lap last week. Its host is a woman who lost 100 pounds twelve years ago, making small changes.

Her main advice is to not start anything that you aren’t prepared to keep up for your entire life. And next is to not do anything big that is a quick fix.

My first week, I was away, so I wasn’t fully ready to start anything. I decided to go for 64 ounces of water a day. I actually managed it and more. I got through the running to the bathroom to pee all day while I was on vacation and it didn’t really matter if I wandered off. I kept it up. I am no longer running off as frequently, since my body seems to have adjusted.

Sunday night, I packed all my stuff for an early morning swim, followed by work. I got my lunch ready to bring with me.

I weighed myself this morning. I will be continuing that on Mondays.

Today, I got up early. I put on my swimsuit and cover-up, grabbed my bag and headed to the gym. I got in the pool and told myself to not do the full distance. When I got halfway through, I told myself to just do a little more. Then, suddenly, I had just one lap to go! I did it! I went into the hot tub after the swim. I had to get out when the guy in his tidy whities got in. Nope. Didn’t want to see that getting out of the water.

I showered, dressed, and went to work, drinking my water along the way. I found that they moved the little free library a block away! I chose a healthier breakfast than I normally would. I got my coffee and settled into a work schedule.

Close to lunch time, I realized I left my lunch at home in the fridge. Thankfully, we were off early and I wouldn’t starve on the way home.

I went to drop some of the books from my car into the little free library, went to the post office and ATM. I picked up a hold from the library and went home to eat my lunch. I napped and then went to the grocery store.

When I got home, I took out the garbage cans. I had forgotten that I was going to take a kid to get snacks at the grocery store, so I sent them back to the store with my debit card.

I got my stuff ready for a trip to the pool again tomorrow. Is this something I can keep up for the rest of my life? I sure hope so.

George, by Alex Gino

LGBTQ list for kids – Pride month

I picked this one up from the library

George

George by Alex Gino
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This is a very well written story about George trying to tell people that she’s a girl. George is surprised by who supports her and who needs a little more time to understand.

The book showed up on the LGBT books for kids list, but it’s more of a YA book. It was enjoyable either way.

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Daisy Jones and the Six, by Taylor Jenkins Reid

Daisy Jones & The Six

I didn’t realize that this was written by the same author as The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo.  I loved that book, too.

Daisy Jones & The Six by Taylor Jenkins Reid
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I really enjoyed this book! It has become a running joke with my family and friends because I carried it around with me for months. I never disliked it, it was just that the world seemed hell bent on not letting me finish it.

The book was written like a Rolling Stones article. Each person involved got his say. It was a different approach to telling the story, but it worked. I loved it.

Out at Breakfast

I was at Breakfast with Daisy Jones and the Six. The server came up to me and asked how the book was, excited when she saw the title. I gave her a vague “it reads like a Rolling Stones article.” She asked if I meant that it just goes on without real chapters and then said she’s been wanting to read it. I was surprised she knew what I meant, but I am guessing she had heard about the book.

Later, after three cups of coffee, she came back and asked me if I’d like more coffee. I didn’t say what I wanted to, which was “sure, if you’d like me to stay here and you have to deal with me bouncing off the walls all day.” I just declined a fourth cup. She offered me water. Maybe she read my mind?

I left there considering bringing the book to her when I finish it. I know where she works, so I suppose I could. I wonder if she’d appreciate it.

Doing a favor for a friend

A friend asked me to do a favor for her at 4 am today. I said no problem. Alarms all set, I went to sleep. I woke up at 1 am, and realized that it was possible she meant 4 am Eastern time. Yup! Thankfully, I realized it in plenty of time to get it done. Now I get to sleep in, feeling accomplished.

In theory, that is. I got the order done, but the card I tried to use didn’t want to work, so I had to fully wake up to figure out why and what to do. Then I tried to email her the confirmation that I’d accomplished my middle of the night task, but my address book on my email account decided that it wasn’t going to work. I had to hand type her email address in. Thankfully, I knew it, but suddenly blanked on if it was yahoo or gmail. I guessed right.

Of course, by then I had to get up and use the bathroom, because what else does one do in the middle of the night?

I got back in bed and had to find extra blankets since our heatwave finally broke and my toes were cold.

I didn’t eat much dinner because I wasn’t hungry at dinner time. I don’t want to get up and eat at this time of night because I don’t want to let my stomach think that it’s an option. I’ll drink water, so I’ll have to get up and use the bathroom again in an hour or so.

I don’t know where my purse is with my kindle on it, and I don’t want to fall asleep with my reading light on, so I decided to write here instead of read. It didn’t make me tired, though. I think I’m going to have to bite the bullet and find the purse.

Now that I’ve found the purse by getting up and turning on the light, I should be fully awake.

And I just remembered that my daughter reminded me right before bedtime that I told her I’d drive her and a friend somewhere with no parking in the morning. At least her version of morning starts closer to noon than most people’s version of morning.

It’s 2 am now. I am going to stop writing and read for a little while. Hopefully I’m tired enough that a little while won’t take me to morning. Goodnight!

Chaotic day

I had a long weekend agenda. Friday afternoon, I got a message that silent book club was cancelled for Sunday because of the Bay to Breakers. Ok. Still a lot of my schedule for the weekend. An hour later, I got a message that my friend couldn’t make it to the movie we’d planned to see, and neither could most of the burrito, so we’d reschedule for Saturday. Ok. Now I have Friday evening free.

Saturday morning, I realize that my wallet wasn’t in my purse. I knew I had it out at work on Friday, so after searching for it at home, my daughter drove me to work to search my locker. It wasn’t there. While I was starting to think harder, my daughter called my other daughter to start up the search at home again. They asked where I’d been. I went nowhere Friday evening. Wait a minute. I moved my swim bag to my trunk before coming into the house. Yep. My wallet was in my swim bag.

We rushed home so I could get to the meeting at the movie theater. On the way, they rescheduled it again, for Sunday. Ok. We grabbed the keys for the storage unit to get the camping equipment for next weekend, so we didn’t have to go during finals week. We are all set, we think.

We got home and unloaded everything. Then repacked most of it back into the car. I took a quick nap.

After nap time, I moved on to board game night with my nerd girls group. I was the first to arrive. It was pouring rain, so some people cancelled. We ended up with a small group of wonderful people. Of course, I was the oldest one by far. We played Skulls and Seven Wonders. I got picked up at 11. The others kept playing. I was happy to get out of the house on a Saturday night, especially with such friendly people.

Sunday morning, I decided to skip the 5k I was supposed to do. I ended up with a quiet morning.

Uneventful classics bookclub, since I didn’t finish the book in time. I didn’t make it to the library to pick up my held books. The movie was cancelled again. I give up. Staying in. Attempting to finish Daisy Jones and the Six.

Happy mothers day morning

I was out late last night, listening to a friend’s band play. I was going to sleep in today, so the late night wasn’t a big deal.

Somewhere between 2:30 am and 7 am, I heard a cat vomiting. Great. It wasn’t on my bed, so I figured I’d deal with it when I got up to use the bathroom. I kind of stayed asleep when I wandered to the bathroom, keeping an eye out for it. No sign. Odd. On the way back, I found it. Barefoot. Great start to the day. Cleaned up and went back to bed, more awake than I hoped to be.

Next, I got a call from the (vet), telling us we can probably pick up Molly after midnight tonight. We’re waiting for one more blood test result. Thankfully, she’s doing well so far. Stinky gas and jumping on the staff and eating whatever they feed her. Normal.

Then I got a message from a friend who lost her keys last night. I went wandering out in my pjs to look for them. There aren’t too many people I’d go out in my pjs on a Sunday morning for. Didn’t find the keys. Started laundry when I got back home.

I made breakfast for myself. I grabbed leftover steak and two eggs. I went to crack the eggs into the pan and realized that I had grabbed duck eggs. Ok. Roll with the punches. It was still delicious with my tea.

Kid comes down just after I fell asleep for a nap. She’s not feeling well and no one is answering the phone at work for her to call in. Should be a rough shift for her. Poor kid.

The other kid comes down and I hear about the fact that I got into the duck eggs. Oh well.

I’ve eaten. Inky is napping on me. Things are quiet again. I am now debating continuing my nap or reading Daisy Jones and the Six for a bit. I’ll report back later.