It's that kind of day. A pajama and a book kinda day. No, I didn't want to get out of bed. No, I didn't want to go to work. But, unlike the caption, I don't get to choose my adventure. Crap.
Oh well :-P. Seems as if last week is rapidly catching up with me. I'm tired, achy, and have a ridiculous case of Ironfeet. Blah. Hopefully I can rest up tonight and be a little more lively tomorrow. Oh yeah, and I tried to run today during lunch just to see what Sunday might have in store for me.....it's gonna be hilarious :-P Anyone have any suggestions for an Iron big toe? I know the nail is gonna fall off, but it is super, super painful in the meantime. Should I wrap it? Duct tape it? Cut it off? Just wondering :-)
Oh, and in case you missed the memo on Sunday, DUmbass me signed up for the Fall DUathlton. In other words, Run-bike-run-bike-run. 2-10-2-10-2. Yup, on 10-2. And my birthday-wheeee!! Yup, I know I', crazy, but there's nothing in the world I would rather do than run and bike on my birthday. And it's my day. So there :-P (Expect some funny pictures!)
Exactly. It's Friday for old farts time....popcorn, the latest Nicholas Sparks novel, PJs, and Fringe. I love married life.