Happy Birthday Amandapants!

Posted on | November 15, 2007 | 2 Comments

I owe that bitch a beer, and a hug when she gets back. She’s going to be in Cleveland until tomorrow, and when she gets home, we are going to a bar she found (it’s not like there aren’t a million here), and we will celebrate. Her cats have missed her terribly. I have too. We have had our spats, butted heads, and been ready to throw things at each other — but she is like family to me. I can’t wait for Thanksgiving when she’s going to be right in the middle of the maddness with our family. It all works.

I’ve run 2 days in a row now. Taking responsibility for my illness is hard most of the time. I want to just take a pill, and then feel better. Not having insurance, a job, or money kind of kills that possibility. The solution is moving my ass. I’m not running fast, or elegantly, but my  heart rate rises and I can feel my muscles moving. It’s good stuff. D walks the dogs the opposite route through the park. They are good running partners, but they are easily distracted, so they often yank my arms off. The new game is called “hunt for mommy.” D lets them off the lead and they run up to all the runners looking for me. If Pip sees me, he hauls ass. I should take a video or something, because he can REALLY run. What’s amazing is that he can jump high enough to hit D’s shoulder, and he does it just for fun. I love my doggies.  If you know anything about me at all, you know that I love Ein dogs.  There are several that frequent the park. No matter how hard I’m running, or how out of breath I am, I laugh and smile each time I see my beagles, or the Corgis. They simply make me happy.

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