Belatedly: Happy 61st birthday to my darling dad! Here he is with a spectacular gift he received from Tom and Tra (of course) Scott and Debbie (thanks to Jennie for the correction), photo courtesy of Mom. Happy birthday, Bussey!
In other news, it’s six days until I leave for Texas to meet Miss Abby (and to spend time with Lisa, of course!), and just seventeen days until half marathon number seven. It’s going to be an interesting race, as I was diagnosed with Achilles tendonitis a couple of weeks ago. I’ve been given the go-ahead to race, but I’ll be bringing plenty of ibuprofen along for the ride just in case. I’m certainly not expecting a PR, but here’s hoping I don’t get a DNF.
Here, at last, is a picture of me and work hubby JPo… well, sort of. Since he’s a very private guy, I’ve covered his head with a picture of Jared Padalecki instead. Ha!
I’ve been busy with work, workouts, Gilda’s (both Gang and Gala), and voice over work, but have still found plenty of time to do one of my favorite things: read. So, for no good reason, here’s a list of the last ten books I’ve read (starting with the one I’m currently working my way through):
- Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates by Tom Robbins.
- The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson.
- Flight of the Falcon by Daphne du Maurier.
- Scott Pilgrim’s Precious Little Life by Bryan Lee O’Malley.
- Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier.
- Why Girls Are Weird by Pamela Ribon.
- The View from Saturday by E.L. Konigsburg.
- Ultramarathon Man by Dean Karnazes.
- Emporium by Adam Johnson.
- Parasites Like Us by Adam Johnson.
The title of this post is inspired by the fact that I can’t believe summer is almost over, and yet I can’t wait for fall (Bradford reunion! Maine!). It’s from a poem called “Pursuit,” by Stephen Dobyns:
In such a way do the days pass -
a blend of stock car racing and the never
ending building of a gothic cathedral.
