I hate drama. I have no tolerance for it. Unfortunately I’ve had much of it in my life of late. Drama at home. Drama at work. I’m drained. But determined to recover. If there is one thing about me, it’s that I bounce. As in: Bounce Back.
I’m also pleased to report that I already managed to lose the two pounds gained over the weekend, which I directly attribute to the two separate occasions my grandparents required me to eat breakfast at Denny’s. Can I just say I LOATHE Denny’s. It is the most disgusting place. I am so sad that their prices on the crap food are so low that my grandparents feel like it is a bargain that can’t be missed. This is right up there with my Husband recently reporting to me that McDonald’s is apparently the most successful corporation in America (I forget the metric this was based on…). The economy is tanking and the providers of Cheap Gross Food are prospering. Tragic.
While in San Diego, the rain did clear (!) and I had two opportunities to jog around Lake Murray (a very nice place to jog if you ever find yourself near San Diego.) Despite my futile attempt to exercise away the Denny’s experience, I was amused by the sights seen during Urban Jogging. (My usual Rural Jogging usually nets no more than squirrels, deer, and occasionally a giant pile of bear scat.) My favorite was the older gentlemen riding a bike. The bike had a basket with a large sign attached to the front that read MUFFIN in clear, block letters. Inside the basket was a Schnauzer of some sort (I believe this was Muffin), sniffing the air with great interest. This made me smile and wonder in bizarre amusement all at once. I had a similar experience the day prior when a different individual was pushing a similarly small breed of dog around the lake path in a baby stroller.
Nothing like dogs in baby strollers to take your mind off your huffing and puffing while you lug yourself around Lake Murray…all the while, you (I) can’t seem to keep up with the two elderly speed walkers who are leaving you (me) in their dust.
Apparently my pace needs some work.
That said, I’m home now. I believe yesterday was the peak day of fall color and the last of the dry days. The cold downpour has commenced, ripping the leaves off their branches and into giant slushy piles on the ground. In a matter of days, all will be brown and grey until February and March. Tonight I must remember to light many candles and bring back the Light.
I also must figure out how to get to Civilization to prepare for Thanksgiving (groceries!) and our early holiday family gift exchange (presents for Mother-in-Law!) despite the blizzard conditions on the mountain passes between my house and the nearest Commercial Zone.