20
Sep 14

Wooten 5K

My first thought was that the light at 6:30 is lovely. My second thought was that there shouldn’t be a 6:30 on a Saturday morning.

And if there must be a 6:30 on a Saturday morning, I should remain blissfully unaware of it.

Nevertheless, there we were. And by we I mean me and my running shoes:

shoes

We did the Marie Wooten Memorial Run today, a scholarship fundraiser. There were bananas:

bananas

And other snacks:

snacks

We saw our friend, the theater director, and another guy The Yankee knows from the pool, who is a librarian. The woman who was running with Dean Wooten the day she was killed was there to run, as were a lot of dogs. They need fuel too:

doggie bones

While we didn’t win place on the podium — we weren’t racing, though — The Yankee did win a hat as a door prize:

winner

And we posed with our friend, Emily, who ran with us.

pose

I ran home, another two miles and change, because why not? Yesterday I had a rambling ride through campus and town and the suburbs to put a simple 22 miles into my bike. Tomorrow I’ll have a longer ride. Now I’m going to watch football. This will involve a great deal of sitting. I’m OK with it.


20
Sep 14

Catember, Day 20

Catember


19
Sep 14

Happy birthday

Today was my best girl’s happy day. We celebrated with friends and pie.

Ren

Sally Ann

Danielle

Matt

Emily

Pie

I was playing with Overgram, an app that lets you put text over your photographs.


19
Sep 14

Catember, Day 19

Catember


18
Sep 14

A game was played, we allegedly watched it

We had friends over to watch the game this evening. So it all felt like this:

I’m not sure I watched much more of the game than that, which is odd.

But, I’d wanted to see people last weekend and we managed to see almost no one, so having a house full of company for the first time in a long time was a nice thing. The conversations were pleasant. We brought in office chairs and camping chairs and had quite a few smart people — an Emmy winner, an art historian, a lawyer, an architect, a tech wizard and more — sitting around trying to not talk about work.

We had finger foods. And the parts of the game that we saw were often underwhelming.

Hey, no matter, the team you wanted to win went on the road and played a team of strong reputation and managed a win. My impression of the game was that it was a good game from which to be distracted. Looking at the stats was somehow more intriguing than watching snippets of the game without continuity.

I’m probably a terrible host. I’m too casual and we’re so very laid back about everything in general. We get by on our good humor and the forgiving nature of friends, I suppose. You may have a snack. You will laugh at my joke or at my expense. You’ll forget that you had to fight the cat away from the food, but you’ll remember I offered you your choice of ice.

Football was played and new friends were made and plans were laid to see them again, so a good evening all around.

Thursday night football is a strange thing, but it is a fine excuse to see people during the week. Sometimes you need the excuse, I suppose. Sometimes you need only the snippets of a game to go with it.