*Random Thoughts fueled by 2 Hours of Sleep*

So, for some reason unknown to me right now I decided to go to sleep last night 'round abouts 4:00 AM and proceeded to wake up every half hour or so until 6:30 when my eyes wouldn't close anymore and my mind wouldn't stop thinking about the nine hours of work ahead of me. I thought I could handle it just fine, heck, I've done it before. Wrong. I already fell asleep twice (head bob and all). They left extremely minimal work for me to do today which I am almost done with with two hours to boot.

We all went to the beach last night and had a cookout.

Aside: Woo Hoo, two phone calls in a row, keep them coming!
Aside#2: Holy Cowsers...from the time it took me to write that aside the sky just turned BU-LACK, I have never seen anything like this! I sense an early close today?!?!

Anyhow, by far the most entertaining part of our night was watching Nathan's normally cheerful disposition change to apprehension and disdain for all things GEO. His car died causing us to get a late start for the beach. He had to sit in on a meeting that he couldn't avoid when he picked up his paycheck at work and had to wait (gosh forbid) TWENTY whole minutes for Hollie who had just worked an overnight shift. He blew up at the suggestion of going to BeeBee instead of Baker Park because "There are no bugs at Baker." Really Nathan? Tell that to my ankles. When I went to go bug him and figure out what was so terribly wrong with his life I got the response, "I'M f@#*ING CRABBY!" We all piled in one car and Nathan drove. Not a half a mile from our destination and whatdayaknow....we get pulled over.
Officer: "I pulled you over because I caught you going 56 while you were still in the 30."
Nathan: "Really? I thought I was on the edge of the 55 so I sped up."
Officer: "Well, you have a clean record so I'll let you go but just remember, you have to wait until you get to the sign to speed up, not when you see it."
No joke, that's ridiculous AND it caused Nathan to be the most sarcastically cautionary driver on the way home waiting until the exact moment his car passed the speed limit sign to reduce or increase speed. Really fun for me in the back seat. On top of it all the Twins lost. Enough said. Honestly I did pity you, Nathan, It was a shitty day but you were a good sport. We had fun at the park...grilled out, got good and sweaty playing volleyball, and swam a tich. Then Curt made me a seaweed bracelet. We went back to Nathan's to play cards and dropped everything to watch Nathan's backyard version of a Marty Stouffer's Wild America. The predator; a two-inch long tree frog clinging to the sliding glass door. They prey; an idiot moth who kept coming back for more abuse from the frog. We were just shy of casting lots on the scene when the moth flew away and the frog went back to more more reasonable goals. It made for an amusing five minutes, trust me.

Speaking of Nathan, I shall take this time to share with you a conversation I had with him a few weeks ago:
Anna: "It might sound shallow but it just feels nice to be called beautiful."
Nathan: "I remember one time I thought to myself, 'Anna has really pretty eyes'"
Anna: "Shut up, Nathan"
Nathan: "No really, I'm trying to be nice here."
Anna: "Awww" (then proceeded to get all googly-eyed and bat them in his face)
Nathan: "I even remember when it was...it was at a football game in probably 9th grade and you were talking to me and I thought you had pretty eyes."
Anna: (continuing the teasing)
Nathan: (unable to leave well enough alone) "Ya, but not anymore because you have glasses and frizzy hair."

Nice try, buddy...I heart you too.

The rain sort of blew my run for today. I realized that I can no longer run in front of people or in any kind of public place for a couple of reasons. The first being my left hand has a tendency to go "gay" (Maggie knows what I mean) and the more I try to correct this flaw the more difficult it is to run in a straight line. Odd association, I know, but that's the way it is. The other reason I came across last week at the Community Center. I was jogging the track minding my own business. Nobody else was on it at the moment (thank goodness) but there were a number of people facing me on the machines. I had no headphones and no running partner so to keep my mind occupied I think, sing, pray, daydream, etc. I was almost done with my little stroll when I stopped dead in my tracks and stared off into space in utter disbelief and embarrassment. I must have looked like a CRAZY PERSON as I was not exactly keeping all of those thoughts and songs to myself. I was mouthing the gibberish that was in my mind and even talking out loud to myself and it took me a mile to realize what I was doing. I caught myself and shut my mouth which not only made it hard to breathe but I had to stop running because once I ended the conversations in my head I had to think about running and thinking about running makes it hard to run. When I was done and heading out to my car I was mumbling some choice words to my keyless entry that sometimes doesn't want to work as I was trying to open my car door. It went on for a good minute or two because I refused to actually put the key in the lock to get it open...then I realized I was at the wrong car. Yep, the same people who saw my multiple personalities inside saw the whole scene in the parking lot too.

I was talking on the phone the other day with my dad who asked if I heard the latest about Lexi, my niece. She's three and never ceases to amaze us with her wit. The latest is that she decided, like many a three-year-old, that she should cut her own hair. When her daddy got upset with her she explained in her defense that she had to cut off her curls because she was worried she might start to sit on them. Scary thought and a good enough excuse for me.

Well now that the coffee is kicking in and my thoughts are becoming more coherent, I have little more to say except two more hours just passed and my nap is fast approaching, hooray! Have a fabulous weekend everyone.

A Pirate Walks Into A Bar...

Well, last weekend was a bit of a disappointment as I spend Saturday night with Miro (yes, my cat). As if that isn't pathetic enough, she topped off my fabulous weekend by giving me poison oak. It took until Monday for me to actually be social and I had a good day. Hung out with the fam who had a bunch of friends over and it was a nice evening. I missed the semi-illegal fireworks show in my back yard to go see big ones on the beach in Elk River. While Curt and Adam were off wondering around two totally cool 15-year-olds spotted Kristen and I and, seriously, they so wanted us. For some reason they left as soon as two larger men sat down on our blanket with us. I have to admit, I was flattered but they were just about 5 years too late...sorry boys.

Last night I met up with Holly and Aaron who drove to the cities from their respective ends of the earth. It was so nice to see them! We went to Joe's Crab Shack where they always give us something to talk about. This time our waitER was quite into Aaron. They shared pirate jokes and then he told us all that he loved us. Oh, and I got a lighty cup. After dinner we ended up in Como Park playing capture the flag on a fairway in the dark. It was a good night and well worth it until I had to wake up this morning and go to work.

Happy Independence Day!

My goal is to actually update this on a somewhat regular basis for the rest of the summer...I think taking the time to reflect will be useful! I have been going and going but it seems like not much is happening as the summer goes by. I suppose if you were all in my mind you would think differently because it has been going a million miles per hour thinking about the rest of the summer, next fall, and boys, but I'll spare you...in fact I probably owe you all an apology for pouring out my emotions a bit too much!

Dealership Update: Boring as heckeroo. A few weeks ago the night cleaning lady was chatting about how her daughter wanted to go see Madagascar and was wondering what it was. I made the mistake of assuming that she was wondering what the movie was about....no no no...she came downstairs after talking about it to one of the salesmen and said to me, "It turns out it's a country!" Wow, I was speechless.

Kid Update: They keep me busy! Roman, Lydia and I went to Maple Grove to eat lunch and run some errands the other day. I was mistakenly taken as his mother on more than one occasion...I only wish he got those big blues from me!

Boy Update: They (he) anger(s) me.

Better go enjoy the beautiful weekend weather! Happy Spooning!