Meatbert's Bad Mood Elixir

If you are in a bad mood, follow these simple instructions:

First, join these people.

Add a grill full of chicken fajitas, some cold beer, and this team.

Kick a giant red ball around a field and loosely follow the softball rules. Hit a homerun, watch a teammate break a tendon in her middle finger, and lose with grace to good people.

If you follow these simple instructions, a good mood is sure to follow!

Sadly, this week is the last for the fall kickball season (unless we pull off some miracle and make the playoffs).

Jeremy and I joined kickball a few years ago and we both just love it. We have met so many good people and lost so many games (we are not very good). I'm counting the weeks until spring when we can play again.

We Rock! Or rather Happy B-day to me.

As I grow older, I become more and more fascinated with video games. When Jeremy bought his Playstation 2, I thought it was a bit juvenile, but a few months ago I almost bought a Wii. I think it looks like the coolest thing ever and I can imagine myself spending endless hours playing at home. Who doesn't have that kind of time?

My beloved, sensing my growing immaturity, got me the best birthday present ever. Rock Band! It really does rock! Jeremy shreds the guitar while I pound on drums and we giggle the entire time.

Last night a friend of ours stayed here while in town on business. I wondered how we would get him to agree to play until he saw the drums and immediately lit up. Thus, a true band was born. The three of us rotated instruments--2 songs on each instrument (guitar, drums, and vocals).

Our friend has a deep, resonating voice and when he stays here, his timbre echoes through the walls. He uses a lot of "dudes" in his vocabulary and he talks to you as loud as he would if you were across a football field from him. His singing was the exact opposite...a slight whisper with a high pitch that you would expect from an 8 year old girl named Mary Alice. When I first heard him sing, I laughed so hard that the drumstick fell out of my hand and we all got booed off the stage.

If you ever want to have the most fun ever, call me up and we'll jam! I think this is a true instance of a gift that keeps giving. Rock on, my friends.

Oh My Gato, Numero Tres

Back by popular demand (not really).......

My cat loves my closet. It is full of things she adores and I don't allow her to go in there so it is forbidden fruit. Every chance she gets she tries to nose her way in there, every time she does I yell at her in a way that makes my throat hurt (I'm trying to scare her away from there). Today when I was unpacking from my trip(s), she snuck in. I was in a time crunch and not at all in the mood to fight, so I let her nap by my slippers.

I had a nagging feeling when I left for work this afternoon. Did I forget to turn the iron off? No, my clothes are definitely wrinkled....Hmmm.....

I arrived at work and was immediately distracted by a giant, gaping hole in front of the restaurant (last week the water main busted and we have had problems since). I sat down to a meeting and thought, "oh shit." I was pretty sure at that time that I had locked her in. I made a mental note to call either Jeremy or the girl who watched her last week to ask if either could liberate Luckbert. But someone came around the corner and asked me where to find the mayo and I forgot all about it.

It was not until about 5 minutes ago that I remembered. I have yet to survey the damage and see what she deemed worthy of a litter box: Jeremy sleeping and I don't want to disturb him. I must say I am pretty scared because clothes are strewn EVERYWHERE in there, and they are my favorites to boot.

Upon further consideration I now realize the water main story would have been so much more entertaining. Unfortunately for you, the reader, too much of my energy was spent writing about my stupid cat. Sorry you have to bear the burden of my refusal to waste 5 minutes erasing my hard work. Look on the bright side, maybe my cat will be traumatized by this whole experience and never want to go in my closet again.

We're BAAAAACK!

So, the week-long trip, which I like to call the visit to LaLa Land, is over.

The first leg brought us to Port Aransas, TX where gas is $2.40 a gallon and the sun shines even in October. I learned that in order to see the true open road you must drive on highways that do not contain the word "interstate." I thought I had seen most of Texas in all its splendor. Let me tell you , you have not seen Americana until you pass through towns like Panna Maria, Texas--ghost towns that have no apparent economy but still 5 stoplights and 35mph speed limits.

It was nice to relax with good people on the beach.

The second leg? Not so relaxing but equally fun. Las Vegas! I absolutely love that place. Where else can you walk around the street at 6am with a beer in hand, laughing at the joggers?

We went with my parents and my cousin and his wife who we get along with great. Jeremy lost his ass, but after an all-nighter I wound up breaking even. My birthday passed and I feel younger than I have in a while. I know I keep promising it, but maybe pictures later.....

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I've been so busy lately that I haven't found time to do anything remotely blog-worthy. As you know, I have been working and running a lot. Also every Wednesday night I play kickball...more to come about that later.... Incidentally, we won our game this evening.

Anyways, with all this going on, I have decided to take a week long vacation. I am going 2 places--the beach and Las Vegas.

It doesn't seem as if I will have time to write before I leave, so farewell and I will see you next week!

Team in Training Update

I've just done some accounting and in 2 weeks, I have raised $2,500! Some of the donations are from checks mailed to my house and will post in a few days. Don't forget to visit my website to check on my progress.

The runs are going well...getting better everyday. This week starts a 5 run a week schedule and it will be interesting to see how I fit that in my busy days.

Thanks to all who have donated!

Frosty!

I can't imagine anything better after a long day at work than a nice, frosty beer, which is what I quickly retrieved after work today. To make things even better, my very favorite movie in the whole wide world is on television. That's right, ladies and gentlemen, ANNIE!

Who doesn't adore a little red-headed orphan?

Mi Hermana

Anyone who knows the tiniest little bit about me knows how much I adore my sister. I can't even begin to put into words what our relationship is and today, she made me mist up a little bit with her blog post today.

Thanks, sistery-sister!

And by the way, happy October!

To my family, RABBIT RABBIT RABBIT!