May 26, 2018

I seem to have developed an ear infection out of nowhere – probably picked up from Typhoid Charlie and his exposure to kids.

Both Charlie and I are complete disasters at the moment: me with my ear infection, and he with his terrible cough, general sinusitis, and recent development of Hairy Eyeball. (He thinks he’s got a cat hair stuck in his eye, I wonder where that could have come from?)

I’m hoping that I don’t feel so poorly that we won’t be able to make a sojourn down to Cincinnati to see The Brothers, including my brother, who would be coming up from Louisville.

If I find that I will, in fact, live through this trying time, I’ll have updates from my mini-vacation.


Author’s Note (May 27, 2018) : I had strep throat/ear infection, and Charlie had pink eye. We stayed home like a couple of bubonic shut-ins.

December 15, 2016

For the first time in eons, I was at the gym, and I went before work, so I’m on the arc trainer at 6:00 in the morning, watching the news. As it happens, the entire East Side of Cleveland dealt with the first real seasonal Snowmageddon. And as we all know, everyone forgets how to drive when that happens, so I thought that prudence was the best course, and I opted out of my commute into Beachwood and am working from home today.

Picture of the abject highway hell that MomZ sent to Binkles and I this morning.

Right now, I’m just working on the habit of working out before work, so the fact that I am getting there and getting on the arc trainer for 30 minutes is achievement enough for right now. We’ll work on integrating strength training into the routine once I actually get a routine.

So, since it’s been a jillion years, I’ll just include a short list of some of the stuff going on right now.

  • There are not going to be any Rox-themed Pussmas cards this year. I tried, tried, tried to get something economical and speedy ordered today, but those standards are mutually exclusive. As much as I love doing the cards, and love sending them out, I’m not spending $6 gazillion dollars on Pussmas Cards.

Here. Merry Pussmas.

  • This year, Charlie and I are making the Annual Sojourn Down for Yule. I think this makes it our 14th year? We’ve been going since we’ve been dating, which we started doing in 2002, so that would be 14 years.
  • I am heading down tomorrow, for work, as the company’s web development team is located in German Village. So, I’m heading down there to learn the website roped, eat at Katzinger’s, and then go out to dinner with Mandy. Charlie is coming down right after work, so I’m not sure what he’s going to do Friday night, but it’ll be nice to have him down there. We have mostly all day on Saturday free, so we’ll probably do out brunch/short North shopping on Saturday before dinner.
  • (On Sunday, I have to rush back up to Twinsburg for Tams’ Friendsgiving celebration. I’m doing the rushing with a  joyful heart, though.)
  • Am  I a total jerk for being a teeny, tiny bit glad that we’re taking separate cars down to Columbus and back? The Zedricks have a tough time traveling together in cars.
  • I’m headed to Miss Lys’ last Balance & Brews yoga session of the year, and I looked for a pair of Christmas leggings to wear. So, let’s revisit the Pussmas cards, and see that I’m late to the party and nothing will arrive before the date, despite Amazon Prime. I’m super on top of things.
  • Has anyone else seen the PNC Bank “12 Days of Christmas Consumer Price Index”? Why the hell are swans so expensive? Just bleach a Canada Goose and call it a day. No one’s going to know the difference: they both suck.
  • I’m thinking about this while I’m sitting in my home office. Now that we have the Red Sled, the plan is still for me to go to IKEA and get the Kallax bookshelves and try to make this office something worth working in, rather than a terrible catch-all-room-and-kind-of-office. Of course, like a basic bitch, I’ve made a Pinterest Inspiration Boad about it.

November 4, 2013

As much as I am enjoying finally  living with Charlie after 10 years in separate parts of the state, there is still something nice about a quiet house when he is away, catching up on Supernatural  episodes with a tubby tabby snoring in my lap.

November 1, 2013

We might as well give this a go; it’s been fun in the past, and I see no reason not to continue it.  Though this year, again, I’ll not be registering my name in the annals, so I’m not “competing” for any prize.

I missed Trick-or-Treaters last night. I thought Charlie wouldn’t be home, working on Assistant Band Director Stuff, so I made plans to have dinner at my parents house. I was mistaken, but I still kept my plans, and Charlie painted the front door and passed out candy. We got 26 Trick-or-Treaters, which is far greater than the 0 my parents got, and the 2 Charlie got last year in his apartment complex. But it was way, way less than the anecdotal 200 a colleague told me she got.

The text I got from Charlie to go with this photo: "Trick-or-Tabby is minding the front door."
The text I got from Charlie to go with this photo: “Trick-or-Tabby is minding the front door.”

On slate for this month is the usual for November: general onset of inclement weather, progression towards the holidays, Thanksgiving, my quitting-smoking anniversary. On the schedule short-term that is different this year is that tomorrow, I’ll be attending a good friend’s wedding shower. I’m looking forward to it.

So there you go. A decent kick off to this month’s NaBloPoMo.

September 9, 2013 – River Run 2013

Charlie’s been running for about as long as he’s been on his fitness regime. He started with basic 5Ks, but when he saw the awesome medals that the Capital City Half Marathon handed out for their quarter- and half-marathon finishers, he began training for longer runs. For a while, a knee sensitivity had him sidelined, only planning running a quarter marathon at his longest clip.

Being the competitive family his is, when Charlie saw Ada registering, running, and placing in half-marathons, Charlie wanted to do the same. He spent the better part of 6 months strengthening his knee so that he could run in the 2013 River Run.


Being a huge fan of Matthew Inman’s The Oatmeal, of course he related to The terrible and wonderful reasons I run long distances. I think he can relate to “Part 2: The Feeding,” (you haven’t seen what he can do to Fourthmeal), I relate to “Part 4: Vanity” (more on that at a later date), but he feels he relates most to “Part 1: The Blerch.”

When Matt listed his Blerch shirts available for sale in the store, I had to get one for Charlie. There was some doubt as to whether it would arrive on time, but Hermes himself smiled on us, and I had it hanging on the banister of the stairs as a surprise when he came home from the away football game for the high school.

I thought there would be a couple of people running with Blerch shirts, but as far as I could tell, Charlie was the only one. I really hope it was entertaining for anyone keeping pace behind him during the race.

The night before the race, Charlie wanted to get waterproof earphones. The ones he normally used (janky ones that came with his phone, I think) would get covered in sweat and cut out, crackle, and generally sucked. I thought it was kind of neat to peruse the running-specific training equipment. Part of the reason I took up golf (which I eventually abandoned because, boring), was for the super cute clothing.

I enjoyed picking my way around compression sleeves, toe-socks specifically for running, and sports-geared ear buds. We ended up picking out a pair of Yurbuds. They were $30, and the only thing different between them and regular ear buds is a silicone sleeve that goes into your ear. That said, I’m not one to quibble if they work (and they did). Now, I’m saving pennies to get a pair of the women-specific ones, which is great, because I have tiny ears and have been athletic-taping my ear buds in when doing cardio.

Both Charlie and Ada ran in the half marathon. Ada’s live-in ladyfriend and her sister, the third brother and his wife, their mom (my mother-in-law) , and I sent them off at the beginning of the run, and waited for them to cross the finish line about 2-ish hours later.


I’ve been to a couple of Charlie’s races, and I always get lucky as hell at my placement at the finish line for being able to see him finish.  I get my spot early and park it until I see him finish. This is probably why people find me boring at get-togethers: I’m a park-and-partier, seldom leaving my seat to mingle.

Aside from Charlie and Ada being my favorite finishers, one gentleman got down on his stomach on the finish line and log-rolled himself across. I did not get a picture, but I wish I had.

Ada crossed the finish line first. No surprise: his stride is longer, he got the tall genes.


Shortly after the 2-hour mark, Charlie crossed too, mugging for the official camera.


I’m also kind of a jerk: I had Charlie grab me a bagel from behind the corrals reserved for the runners because I’d missed breakfast. I did not plan ahead.

All in all, both Charlie and Ada had a good run, and I was able to get a rare non-Chandler’d picture of Charlie. I’ll be printing it, framing it, and putting it on the mantle.


After spending the rest of the day at Charlie’s parents’ house, Charlie started looking up the 2014 Capital City Half Marathon. Apparently, the half-marathon bug only burrowed deeper.

And because I like shiny neckwear and dislike being the odd man out, I said that I’d do the 5K portion of the race.

I guess I better get to training, then.