A Week

Almost a week since I last blogged.  Sorry about that. I have a lot going on. Trying to get ready for Mudder, and I spent the weekend in Tahoe for the Slash/Aerosmith concert.  I got some fabulous pictures, some much needed relaxation and sun, great food and drink.  What more can a girl ask for?

Well, she can ask for the moon. And it was a full moon by the way. It seems the more I walk away from men, the more they come back like a boomerang.  I'm not going to get into details because I've learned that I need to keep the love-interest stuff close to the vest. But it's just interesting that the more you don't give a shit and just let it go, they sense that this is it, and they're not happy with that.

And no, I don't just mean one...I mean three.  Three men are reacting the exact same way when I basically throw up my hand and give up. Why do I have to get to a point where I'm ready to swear off men before they wake up and realize that maybe I might be the woman for them?  Are they trying to make it difficult for me?

Well, I'm home until the Mudder.  I just cooked up some meat for the next batch of spaghetti sauce. The first crockpot went to JP because he had his knee replaced and won't be going out for meals.  The second batch is for KV. She lost her MIL and will be busy with family and won't have time to cook.  It's kind of selfish really....I love to cook and it keeps my mind off of things.

Anyway...time to wrap this up and head to bed.  Gotta be up and exercising.  I've given up alcohol and caffeine for the next week to prep my body.  Now I gotta get Gatorade (I hate that stuff) and build up the electrolytes in my system.  Yeah, I don't expect to do all that great, but I do expect to finish. Wish me luck.