So last night I threw a temper tantrum. The general gist was "but I don't wanna go to work in the morning" - not for any job satisfaction reason, in fact, I quite love my job.
But I just hate my morning routine - up at 6:15 and to the gym, showered and ready and out the door by 8:20, 8:30 at the latest. The obvious solution is to get to the gym AFTER work but then I have all day to talk myself out of going instead of a few bleary moments before I wrestle with my sports bra. Once I'm inside that thing, I HAVE to go to the gym. It's like hand cuffs, or like I'm Frodo with that darned ring. Spandex will make you do crazy things.
Some good news...I'm headed to Keene this weekend with Mr. Boyfriend and our friend Tony the Tiger for the Pumpkin Festival! It will be AWESOME and I want to carve a killer jack-o-lantern. I found a pattern for a Roy Lichtenstein-esque damsel, and maybe I'll carve something about the election on a partner pumpkin so she looks all fretful about Republicans. Heh. I also found an Obama print for Mr. Man, but Tony will have to provide his own McCain pattern, I ain't supportin' that one. Find them here.
I'm always super psyched for Pumpkin Fest and to see the ridiculous lengths people go to for the sake of gourd decoration. The organizers set up all the lit jack-o-lanterns on three or four story risers and it's even better than fireworks since it lasts all evening. Plus, there is ALWAYS at least one marriage proposal spelled out in the pumpkins somewhere, and someday I hope to spy the lucky proposal recipient flip out. But it would be kind of tough to hide 15+ pumpkins.
Ah, the promise of all the cider and pumpkin themed treats, plus the donuts and beer...keeping me going until Friday!
Mantelpiece
3 weeks ago
