Wednesday, December 1, 2010

I Can't Believe It's December

Not too surprisingly, I said the same thing last December.  As I re read that post, I thought it was funny that last year on December 2, my tree was up, but unadorned.  This year, I'm one step ahead.  Well, more like half a step ahead.  My tree is up and most of the ornaments are in their preliminary place.  Whether or not I rearrange them remains to be seen. 

But really?  Where has the time gone?  This year has one been one big blur.  It's a good thing I have this blog to use as a scrapbook, because otherwise, I wouldn't be able to tell you anything about this past year.  But honestly, I don't think we even did anything exciting enough to warrant remembering. 

Anyhoo, as I mentioned above, my tree is nearly decorated.  Score one for me.  Otherwise, there isn't much going on.  Craig is a bit under the weather with some odd lower body aches and a low grade fever.   This has happened twice before, nearly two years ago, so I'm sure he's not dying.  Although, he may tell you otherwise.  Oh, I kid.  He actually isn't a big baby when he's sick like many men can be.  He does, however, over utilize the search features on Google and WebMD.  So far, since he first started feeling off yesterday afternoon, he's self diagnosed Dengue fever, shingles, bubonic plague and viral encephalitis.

It's funny though, just two weeks ago, I suggested he think about getting some more life insurance because once he retires, what the military offers to retirees is not a good (read $$) option.  The way I figure it, it's best to get it now so that it's not a problem when he's older and more likely to have some of those horrid pre-existing conditions.  Anyway, last night, as he lay on his death bed, I said, "see, you should have gotten that life insurance."

Hopefully he'll recover so that I'm not left high and dry.  I have a life style to maintain, after all.

In other news, I'm sure you'll be happy to note that I'm experiencing a surge in hunger lately.  Generally speaking, marathon training largely increases your appetite; for the most part, I've experienced the opposite effect.  Since I normally have a huge appetite, I found this odd, but also kind of nice, because the lack of this voracious "run-ger"  has resulted in the loss of a couple of pounds.   For example:  I read a blog in which the author, who trained for the same Disney marathon last year, ate an entire loaf of bread after a long training run.  That seems unfathomable to me.  However, just today, I felt a huge surge in appetite which lead me to inhale two huge slices of  banana bread slathered dripping in Nutella.  Man, that was a good snack.

I like a good snack.

Okay, back to work on my tree. 

Happy December!

1 comment:

Hilary said...

I say that every December as well. I am saying that now as our tree still sits in its box in the garage. Do I get credit for putting the Christmas tablecloth on the dining room table? Glad to hear your appetite is back, I think runners fall into two categories voracious eaters or grazers. And banana bread and nutella might just me my new favorite thing...