Sunday, May 13, 2007

Pretty Woman


Good Day!

Got up and went to church with S. Then off to Mother's Day brunch with my family. Great food and great company!

It is so fun to have a niece and a nephew that are so close in age. We spent last night with Kate, Scott's brother's daughter and lunch today with Tommy, my sister's son. Tommy is 3 months younger than Kate and there are some areas where those three months are very evident, but mostly they are so alike! My dream is that they will get married some day...wouldn't that be fun! They are both such cool kids and I love being Aunt Molly!

Good run today. Did two and a half miles on the treadmill in thirty minutes and then I decided to see how fast I could run a mile and I did a ten minute mile. skirough told me to get used to sweat dripping off me...WOW I must have been well hydrated for this run (I have been thinking about that more and trying to drink more water) because I was like a spiket!

Finally...I have talked about my husband's sense of humor before...he managed to get me going again tonight. I had him transfer some money from savings and write me a check to pay down our credit card, and on the "memo" line he wrote, "Thanks, You were great!" He refuses to write another check...I just hope the teller does not notice tomorrow morning. She might think I have taken up a new job to make some extra cash!

Pretty woman,
say you'll stay with me
'Cause I need you, I'll treat you right
Come with me baby, be mine tonight (Roy Orbison)


Cynthia Blue said...

Sounds like a good day. :) I need to get back into running again. I was up to 5 miles myself with my two dogs, but then about six months ago, for some reason, I got all anxious when I thought about running and now I have basically stopped. My border collie is mad at me, he loves to go jogging. After a 5 mile run my collie was done, my BC wanted to go five more!

Lauren said...

Hi Molly--thanks for the comment. Matt mentioned that he'd "met" someone who shared my fondness for Pat Conroy books. And yea, this stage of life is a quirky one. Sort of an in-between stage, or at least that's how it feels to me sometimes. Anyway, I couldn't get to your email address--when I clicked on it, it sent me somewhere else, but I'll try it again later. Ciao!