The weather is terrible. It's been snowing, raining, blowing, and icing. Going outside is misery. Yesterday Scott and I walked down town. He walked, I scooted/shuffled and tried not to fall over.
My brother and his wife and the kiddos came over the other day. I brought them some Caran d'Ache water soluble crayons home. They're meant to be used on paper for fancy water color projects. We use them to make tattoos.
I've been writing tons of postcards and holding on to the little bit of German I learned with a fierce grip. It's still slipping, I can feel it drooling out of me while I sit in front of the TV. My favorite channel is TLC, which has been relegated to the role of "Modern Freak Show" Yesterday I watched: Feral Children, Woman with Giant Legs, and something about Primordial Dwarfs.
I've been rediscovering my love of running (on flat surfaces, like a treadmill) thanks to the heart rate monitor Laura got me for Christmas. I got her one too, now we can have long conversations about our target heart rate and how long we spent "in zone". Seriously though, the heart rate monitor is awesome. I don't know how I ever lived without it. It helps me know how hard I should work out and as a consequence of being more aware of my exertion, I can work out more comfortably for longer periods of time. Which feels good.
Because no post would be complete without a Scott The Dog chaser.
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