...on my mind right now

• I’m ecstatic that this weekend is Hubs’ Half Ironman.  He’s all trained up and I’m sure he will finish well within his goal.  I know he can do it!  Even more importantly, I’m looking forward to jumping up a spot on Hubs priority list and hopefully I can regenerate some enthusiasm for swim/bike/run in the upcoming off season.  This summer was a lot of waiting around for Hubs….


• Work is a roller coaster of good and bad days.  One day is super busy with tons of orders and the next my phone is lucky to light up with an arrival of another ridiculous twitter by @chunkhandler.  Seriously, that dog is funny.  Thank you Chelsea Handler!  Or should I say @Chelseahandler since hashtags are the new cool.


• I’ve been thinking a lot about my eating habits recently.  I read the book “Food Rules” by Michael Pollen and am in the Middle of “This is Why You’re Fat” by Jackie Warner---these people bring up some valid points about how I’m making the wrong food choices.  Basically, both of their philosophies go a little something like this:  Eat as close to the Earth as possible.  And Jackie has a special emphasis on avoiding sugar (since it’s in practically everything we eat.  She says not to eat any food with more than 5g of sugar except for fresh fruit.)  This is basically the same as eating close to the earth because avoiding processed chemically altered foods only leaves food from the outside isles of the grocery store anyway.  I’m contemplating adapting these food philosophies into my daily eating.  Oh, and Jackie says you get two treat meals on the weekends as long as you eat “clean” for 5 days...I’m still kinda mulling this over a little bit though.  Do you know how much I love Tostitos?


• I’m super excited for one of my girlfriends to get home from her cruise…hopefully engaged or not but either way--we need to talk!


• Tyson has really started to wear on me in a way that makes me want to sew his butt hole closed. What is it with this dog pooping in the house?  Nothing gets your day started off on the wrong foot than a big steaming pile of dog crap in your kitchen morning after morning.  He’s quick too.  I don’t even miss him when he sneaks downstairs during the 15 minutes its takes me to brush my teeth and throw on my clothes.  I don't understand how one dog can be so clueless...or maybe brillant.