Misc. Musings

So, we took Buffy for a walk on the Beach for sunset on Friday and we may have gone a little overboard. When we got home Buffy could barely get up off the floor and she limped upstairs and put herself to bed about 2 hours before we were ready to go to bed (and it wasn't like we went to bed late, we are total losers and don't stay up too late anymore, which means she went to bed TOTALLY early). Then she moved pretty slowly all day on Saturday too. Also, I am currently barely able to walk. Every time I stand up after sitting down for more than a 5-minute period my calves are so tight and in so much pain that I almost just fall right over. It would make me quite happy if they stopped hurting so much tomorrow. I have no idea how far we walked. The "Dog beach" part of Coronado (the portion of the beach where the dogs are allowed to be leash free and therefore able to tear after seagulls at 100 mph) doesn't have mile-markers or anything, but we walked the length of it about 8 or 10 times. I think Jack clocked about 7,000 steps on his pedometer so I'd say we went a little over 3 miles (possibly more, this is definitely not an exact science). By the way, regarding the seagull chasing, Buffy will never learn that she has no hope whatsoever of actually catching a seagull, but that's ok because it sure is fun to watch her try.

Also, on a totally unrelated topic, we took down Christmas yesterday. What, you think January 18th is a little long to leave a Christmas tree and ALL of your decorations up? Really? Yeah, maybe you're right, but the sad thing is, this year we actually got it down earlier than we did last year. It is so much fun and so festive when you put it up, it is a big celebration. You put on Christmas music and maybe make yummy Christmas themed drinks (peppermint patty anyone?) and it is just a joy. But taking them down is straight up a C-H-O-R-E, and not a fun one either. You gotta drag all those boxes in from the garage and figure out how the Hell you got it all to fit last year because it is quite clear that you either need to get rid of a few decorations or buy a couple more boxes if there is any way it is going to fit (it is like the opposite of the dryer eating socks...the Christmas decorations somehow multiply over the season while you have them displayed). Then, once they are all down, all the parts of the house where they had been placed look eerily empty and strange. You wonder how you never noticed how empty that corner where the Christmas tree lived looked before December.

OK, I am going to go work on inviting more people to read my Blog because Mel has invited about 100 more people to read hers than I have to read mine so I am way behind the ball on that. I'll try to post again soon (if I get more readers I will definitely post again soon). Cheers!