I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Dogs in your pantsLiza
Here is my fire building success last weekend. I have not built all that many fires in my life, so I was pretty pleased with myself and the warm room. My self-satisfaction lasted most of the morning. Doesn’t take much.
I’m still pretty full of phlegm today, so I’m going to turn in early — earlier than my usual granny bedtime — and try to sleep the phlegm away. I almost lobbed Asa into his classroom this morning rather than expose myself to more of his little germ-factory classmates. I’m never sick, so this whole stuffed head, runny nose, coughing adventure days before the Northface race is annoying — to say the least. I had a friend in college who would stuff tissues up her nose and walk around like that when she got sick. I’m hoping I won’t have to resort to that for the race, but it would make for some sweet pictures.
Eliot and Asa are running laps around the house and I just overheard Eliot say, “Show me how you would run if dogs were in your pants.” Gotta check that out. Hope you all are having a good Monday night.