I don't know if it was you who signed me up for the email list of the “National Black Republican Association,” but if it was, take a bow.

Took mom to the doctor and got on the scale there because I don't have one at home because scales make me crazy; though my clothes are looser now and I can run FOUR MILES (whoo!), I've gained nearly two pounds. This is why I do not own a bathroom scale.

I thought I didn't hear the nanny right but it turns out that yes, there was a bear in the tree 10 feet from our family room! He was babyish but we didn't see the mama anywhere. We called our next-door neighbors to let them know they had a bear in their crabapple tree. He ate a bunch of crabapples; I think he went up there to get out of the rain but it rained like Hell so that didn't work.

Very cute little guy: black with a light-tan snout. In bear years I think he was probably a pre-teen, about 200 pounds. I'm surprised he didn't do a bunch of damage to the aforementioned crabapple tree, he hung out there for three-quarters of an hour.

Would love to upload pics but I didn't have time to get a USB cable today. Say it with me and the bear now: “Grrrr…”

So, my day was exciting, but Becky's day was more so. Yo Beck: Lookin' gooooood. Becky for Senate!

I have baptism pictures to download from my camera and the frickin' USB cord is fried. Grrrr.

Oh well. Naptime! Or maybe more James Herriot dog stories. Probably the latter.

My allergies are en fuego this morning.

Last night, the cat slept on my face.

Coincidence?

Went on a nice, leisurely walk with Babykins. Now that our Super Jogger stroller has two new tires, we'll be all ready to hit the trails. But not today. 🙂

… that my Haircut of Doom is starting to grow out. Praise Jesus!

So I summoned up my insanity and signed up for a four-mile road race. Got my number (37) and a shirt that's too big but that's OK. Surveyed the talent and it looked like my wish not to be last would probably not come true. The race started around 8:30 on a bit of a downhill so it was nice to start off with gravity on my side. I quickly made it to the back end of the pack and the cops had to re-close the road when they saw me coming. The first mile went great, the second was the only spot where I walked — there was a long hill and I walked about the last 100 yards of it — and then ran ran ran past Smith College, past the high school, past Childs Park and around the park, down past Nuttelman's Florist (Hi Mary! Hi Chip!) and down Prospect and down another street (this is where it starts to get hazy) and then finally down the finish-line chute. Whoot! Now I would like to take a nap, please.

I felt like a 5k would be too, pardon the NSFW expression, pussy style, so I'm running a four-mile road race tomorrow morning.

What the hell, right?

Cross thy fingers.