It started with the M key

So, for the last few days this has been me:

stressedYou see, my laptop that I use ALL THE TIME has a little problem.  It started out with one of the keys, mainly the M key on the keyboard, it wouldn’t work.  And then, the C key stopped working.  And then the C and the V.  When one key at a time went out I could fix it but when two keys at a time started going out, I lost my shit and called the manufacturer.

It’s not like this hasn’t happened before.  We have three laptops and two are the same brand and they have both experienced this issue.  (And no, I don;t bang on the keys, well mostly not.)

Anyway, I called the tech support people, which I hate doing because they tend to ask stupid questions.  And no, I don’t want to use the other two laptops because one is as old as Methuselah and the other doesn’t have all of my data, so it would take me just as long to transfer everything over as it would to fix the good computer which I guess, technically really isn’t good anymore.

stress caloriesAnyway, after about two hours on the phone with the manufacturer yesterday and two days of trying to figure it out myself, we came to the conclusion that I already knew, the keyboard is broken.  It’s a busted mess.  It needs to be replaced.  No fucking shit.  I want my two days back.

crazy girlI’m going running.  Because I can fix crazy.

How you doin?

The Doctor will not see you now

I love sitting in the lazy boy working while the doggies sleep beside me on the sofa and Woody falls asleep on my lap.  Yeah, I know that I probably should refrain from touching and holding him too much but he’s just so damn cute.

Woody

Remember how I complained about the 96 degree temperature we had on Tuesday?  Well, maybe I should have kept my mouth shut because yesterday’s it was 98 degrees and it seemed like a punishment for all my bitching so I’m keeping my mouth shut today.  Besides, I’m still running so as long as my legs aren’t broken, I will not complain.

Fine, hot as hades

In my quest to find out why the hell my eye continues to twitch, I recently read an article about magnesium deficiency and how people with celiac disease and gluten sensitivities are more prone to it, hmmmmm. Interesting.

So, I don’t know if it will help or not but since I’m not really willing to ingest Xanax, as suggested by my doctor, I figure trying magnesium supplements for a few weeks couldn’t hurt me either.  And running.  Running cures everything.  EVERYTHING!

Gone Running

The Doctor can’t see you now, she’s gone running, with a lab, a dachshund and a woodpecker.  Oh my.

How does your day look so far?  Hot or Cold?  Sun or Snow?

Retirement Tennis sounds sexy to me

My Mom is here!  And she has offered to help me take some photos so that I can show you a great product I have a limited discount for.  I’m going to show you those tomorrow.  Let’s hope they turn out.  My Mom is not exactly Herb Ritts.  Unless you’re a family member you probably don’t get that joke to put that into perspective, if you said to my mom, hey could you take a picture of me in front of the Grand Canyon?  She would take the picture and you might get a picture of a cloud and a tiny bit of your cowlick.  Yeah, she’s that good.  But hey, we got all night and I got lot’s of space on the iPhone so stay tuned for that big discount tomorrow.

Over the weekend I went running on the Legacy Trail in Nokomis through Osprey to Sarasota.  It’s a beautiful trail and I will never get tired of running it.  Never.  I’ve seen bobcats and a panther and alligators and all kinds of wildlife not to mention all the runners, walkers and bikers I’ve met.

During my long run this weekend there was a group of bikers and runners headed up by an older couple wearing some official looking gear, carrying all kinds of official looking equipment.  As I ran by the gentleman said to me, ‘great form, keep it up’.  It really made my day and seem to make the miles fly by.  That’s one of the reasons I love running down there.  It’s also one of the reasons that MacGyver and I eventually plan to retire there.  It’s one of a ton of things to do.  If you happen to see that gentleman at the eye doctor this week, tell him I said thanks.

Anyway, MacGyver and I were talking the other night and I said I was really excited about the day we retire and we can actually run and bike and swim and fish and anything else we want to do without having to worry about a schedule.  He agreed.  We also agree that we’ve chosen the perfect area to retire to.  And as it we needed any proof at all, the news came on and we saw this:

So see, we could also play tennis!

Where do plan to retire to?