Things I’m loving this week
1. The Thurston Classic Hot Air Balloon Event in Meadville. Definitely worth the drive. If you choose to go next year, get there early for the best seats. (Or, you know, get there really late and just walk right in front of all the people who go there early and sit down.)
2. My new compression socks. I’ve been coveting these socks for years because I have friends who swear by them and they (the socks) are supposed to “help expedite muscle recovery through enhanced vascular flow in your lower extremities.” Anyway…they’re like $50 and up, and you KNOW I’m too cheap for that, but I happened upon a sale last week at PRO Compression Socks and picked up a pair of look-at-me lime-green-and-hot-pink socks for $30 with shipping and tax. They arrived on Saturday after I had run about 18 miles — a welcome surprise. They felt wonderful and…I’m certain Dan was quite jealous.
3. Fresh-picked, local strawberries. I bought this basket at a little roadside stand in Fairview on Saturday morning and ate the entire thing myself by Monday. I hid them so I didn’t have to share. (Yeah, I can be a total hoarder like that.)
4. Puppy/kitty love. Sam just loves his kitty kat and, thankfully, Oliver doesn’t seem to mind wearing a ring of dog slobber around his neck. If only my sweet Bella cat would let Sammy lay on top of her and bite her ears, neck, and face…we’d have a perfectly harmonious household.
Things I’m not loving this week
1. Women behind the wheel of big SUVs. Oh Em Gee. Every time a driver behind me is being an asshole (tailgating, etc.), it’s almost always a small woman/mother. Is it just me or are small women particularly vicious/angry behind the wheel of a large SUV/car? (And, no, I am not the pot calling the kettle black…so stop looking at your screen like that or I swear I’ll come over there and….) LOL. But, seriously. Pay attention and tell me if you notice it, too. I think it’s because they’re all so frustrated ..or hungry…or something…and they feel powerful and anonymous behind the wheel. (Newsflash ladies: we can see through those windows!)
2. The Internet shopping spies. How do the the web pages I visit ALWAYS know what I’ve been shopping online for? I know they know because if you visit, say, Zappos and think about buying some new Saucony Cohesion running shoes in Wildberry, a Zappos ad featuring that exact pair of shoes will show up next time you log onto, say, Pandora or Facebook or whatever.
It’s creepy, right? It’s freaking me out. Yes, of course I know that Google is involved and I’m sure they have exploited and prospered from my blind devotion, but…I don’t care. I love them anyway.
And, you know I bought those shoes.
It’s a matter of time before Dell gets me to buy that Inspiron 15Z that keeps showing up on every page I visit. Bastards.
3. *taps fingernails on desk* (I can’t think of anything else that is sticking in my craw this week …that I can publish anyway. ). Wait…..commas. I hate commas. And I hate the teacher who told me to insert a comma whenever I want the reader to take a breath because as every editor who has read my work since then will tell you, THAT’S NOT RIGHT. See, did I even need one before the that? Did I need one after see? I just don’t know anymore. I’m so freaking confused by commas. I blame it all on Rolling Ridge Elementary. They sure screwed that lesson up for me.