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Today is our four year wedding anniversary.  R. and I aren't really too much of an exciting couple (lol), so for our past anniversaries, the most we've ever done was just go out for a nice dinner.  I believe last year, we both forgot about it because we were so busy with work, we just let it pass by without doing anything.  We both nearly forgot about it this year, but when I mentioned it in passing a few days ago, R. said he'd like to do something a little special.  We don't have the time to go anywhere, but I think he was planning on making something special when he got home tonight from work.  Usually on Thursdays, I teach really late; this morning, however, I thought 'it's my 4 yr. anniversary darnit! I'm going to stay home and surprise the hubby.'  So that's what I'm going to do.  Rescheduled all my students for another day and when R. comes home tonight, dinner will already be ready (hopefully), the house will be clean (um, again hopefully)

I just rediscovered this abandoned blog (how many I have out there, it's hard to say) and since I have easy access to it, decided to drag all previous posts from ANOTHER blog onto this one and see if I can maintain one consistent blog. We'll see if I even remember this one by the end of the week.

Well, our Zoe came home yesterday, and it was such a relief to see her almost back to her old self. She is on strict cage rest for the next 4 weeks, so no running, jumping, or playing around. I can tell she so wants to do all those things, but we have to restrict her to be cautious. I'm now wondering if we were right to put off surgery, although the main reason for doing so was the cost. We just didn't want to put ourselves in a hole for vet costs (so now, I'm considering pet insurance and have also obtained a Care Card); however, she made such a vast improvement during the night we left her at the hospital, the same vet who was strongly pushing for surgery talked to me the next morning as if he was expecting me to come get her that same day. I'm not doubting his expertise, but it's strange how it seems like most doctors--human and other--always want you to go for that most expensive treatment right away . If Zoe continues making improvement and it turns out s

I ran 6-7 miles today! I ran with some former sbux coworkers, and that helped a lot. For whatever reason, when I run with Ryan, I lose my motivation and I get whiny and stop. I know him too well, so when he tries to push me...I just resist. But with people you don't know quite as well, you just don't want to seem like wimp. That sounds awful, but it's true. So excited! I'm also off this week and towards the end of the week, we'll be going to Kentucky for Ryan's family reunion. Hopefully we can run somewhere by Natural Bridge. When I'm running, the prospect of doing a half marathon in the future doesn't seem tangible; but after I'm done with the run and I still feel good, it starts to feel like it could be within my reach again. I really hope that's the case when October rolls around (Columbus half marathon/marathon). As long as I can keep this up!

Umm. Okay, so my weekly menu planning fell through mid-week. I'm ashamed. BUT....you know what, it's cool, because on Memorial Day, I ran a 5k on my own accord. So I feel slightly redeemed, goal-wise. Sunday, I only managed to run about 2 miles, then the 5k on Monday, and tonight I ran 4 miles w/ Ryan. I'm so excited, because every time I go for another run, I swear I enjoy it more; it feels good to do something that's good FOR you without the aid or nag of someone else pushing you. When I went for my first run maybe last October (I think), I couldn't even run a whole mile without stopping to catch my breath. I didn't run again for a couple of months until wintertime, and again, I couldn't ( or thought I couldn't!) get past a mile without walking a bit. The first 5k I participated in was at the end of March of this year , and that was a hard one for me. I ran a few more times with a friend in between that one and the second race I did in the mi

I've got nothing. Absolutely nothing interesting to write about. Yet I still feel like I should try to keep up with this for no particular reason. Just like everything else I should keep up with--running, practicing, reading, cleaning, cooking more at home, etc. Some of those things I'm getting better at, but I'm trying to reign all of them in so they can all become a part of my daily routine. This week, I'm experimenting with a plan to eliminate all take-out food. I'm trying to plan out the coming week's dinner menu and shop for everything I need on Sundays. I know it's not original or anything, but I've never actually done it and been successful. There was always at least one day I caved, blaming how tired I was at the end of the day to cook at home, and got something totally gross and unhealthy. And now that I'm running more often, it makes me feel even more guilty to eat junk food than ever before. So today, I'm going to attempt to d

This past Saturday, I did the Race for the Cure with a couple of my former Starbucks coworkers, and I really had a great time. I wasn't sure how I was going to do, and I was a little nervous that I'd seem wimpy and crash in the middle of it. But seeing so many people there (over 50,000) really pumped everyone up, and at every corner there seemed to be a rock band or music group of some kind playing (some good, some...not so good) and that really got me revved up to keep running. Towards the end right before the finish line, there were rows and rows of motorcyclists with their "choppers" revving them up and giving high fives, and that was pretty awesome to see. I'm definitely going to do that again next year, and have been really encouraged to keep running since I seem to be able to run a little further every time I go for another run, even if it's not every single day. I took Ryan to Sharon Woods in Westerville, OH. yesterday b/c they have a neat path ther

We recently moved back to our old condo in Gahanna, Ohio from the other end of Columbus, where we've lived for the past year and a half. When we were here originally, I hated it and couldn't wait to get out. Now that we're back, though, I'm pretty excited to have all this space, and there's some strange comfort and excitement in knowing that when I'm done working at the end of the day, my home being further away makes it feel easier to separate work from home life. It's stupid, I know, but it feels that way. I'm such a slow un-packer! It's been a week and a half, and stuff is slowly being put away and I'm cleaning one room at a time. My first priorities were the kitchen and main bathroom, which were the most disgusting, of course. Our former tenant didn't do a very good job leaving the place clean, which really angered me, since I worked so hard to leave it spotless for him when we rented it out almost two years ago. He also had some l