You may or may not know that I have quite the collection of etiquette books. Never hurts to know which fork to use, how to compose a note of condolence or regret, and the like. But here's an unfortunately NOT hypothetical situation I experienced today that had me at a complete loss: When your hairstylist is cutting your hair and, in the process, inadvertently cuts off the tip of her own finger, is it OK to walk away in the middle of the haircut? And, if you stay in the chair because she insists she's fine (even though she tells the other stylists she'll be going to the hospital shortly, and you can see the blood from underneath the three band-aids she used), and she finishes your haircut, and you don't like it, is it OK to say something? And what percentage tip should you leave to compensate for the, uh, tip *she* left?

(Yes, I stayed in the chair; no, I didn't say anything; yes, I left a $6 tip for a $14 cut. Glad I told her up-front I didn't want a blow-dry)

I plucked “Midnight's Children” from our bookcase the other night and have started reading it. So far I'm on page 40 and it's funny and really wordy. I'm of the opinion that the country of India is pretty much an ess-hole so I'm wondering if reading this novel might change my mind. I shall keep you posted!

Well, I tried on about eight different templates to update the look/feel of motormouth's blogland, but in the end, I still like this one the best. So now, everything old is new again! 🙂

Running today, with intermittent walking, all on the track at Monstro's university. Here's how it broke down:

stretch

warm up: 800 m with two flat-out 100m straightaways

stretch

workout: 800m with four flat-out 100m straightaways, walking briskly on the curves.

cooldown: 400m walk, stretching

There was a guy walking in lane one (big pet peeve of mine): when I started he was half a lap ahead of me. Before I finished my second warm-up lap, I'd passed him. Boo-yah!

My left knee is hurting and my left leg is feeling tight. Time for a massage!

I had to remove KeMa Blog from my blogroll prior to my Writing for the Media final exam, but I am pleased to welcome KeMa and her blog back to my blogroll.

Welcome back, to that same old place that you laughed about…

but between my mom's surgery on Monday (and the endless dr. appointments for the month prior to that), Babykins cutting his first tooth, and Lex's cellulitis, I'm pretty worn. Maybe next week.

After a veraciously busy day, I still managed to get in a run, thanks to Monstro, who watched both boys at the “little playground” while I did some road running. It was my first time running on roads since I've resumed running (awesome alliteration) and I forgot how much I enjoyed it and how tough it can be on the knees. According to my iPod, I ran 12+ minutes without stopping, which is the longest stretch I've done since resuming running. Saw my former ice-cream rival while I was out, too. Very funny. Best as I can tell, I ran close to a mile. Heck yeah!