Woot, Friday because no one ever said TGIM

Well the end of a very busy week is approaching and I think I can honestly say I am pretty damn happy about it.

Dancing DachshundI can also honestly say you’ll probably never hear me say that on a Monday because happy Monday people are strange.

I was so busy this week that I didn’t even have time to update the blog for a few days.  I’ve still managed to get in some running and a few strength workouts but nothing like what I would have liked to have done.  Of course only part of that is because I’ve been busy mostly it’s because I’ve suffered a little injury.

Not the running kind but the Boomer kind.


Uh, sorry.

Boomer likes to take over my spot in the bed usually immediately after I get up every morning.  A few mornings ago he didn’t realize that I was still in the bed, (or he didn’t care), and he stepped on my shoulder and then my neck.

Let me tell you something, when a 120lb gentle giant steps on your neck, you feel pain.

boomer cutie pie

It’s not that bad lady!

Anyway, I’ve got a jacked up neck so there’s that.

Oh, and back to running news for a hot minute, I broke another treadmill.  How does that even happen?  (No, Boomer wasn’t on the treadmill.)

dancing treadmill

I could see how something like this might not be good for a treadmill.

And that lady wasn’t on it either.

But seriously, that’s like 5 treadmills in 3 years.  Is that a record?  Can’t I at least get a medal or something?  A new treadmill?  An unbreakable one?  No?

Except for work and the Boomer incident there hasn’t been much going on around here just our daily visits from the regulars.

my birds

Chopsticks did not want to participate in any pictures this day.  I’m not sure what the blurry spot is…..maybe sweat on my camera because that would make sense.

Oh, and we have a new resident that I’ve been really excited to tell you about and he’s so majestic.  This is probably the best one that has taken up residence in our yard in quite some time.  MacGyver actually spotted him and took this great picture.

Get ready to be all kinds of impressed.  It’s not a new heron, or a duck, a peacock, or even a new emu.  It’s this guy:

bald eagle

I told ya! Meet Billy bald Eagle.  He’s got a nest in one of our trees!

And I’ll leave you with a bit of good news that MacGyver and I got yesterday.

Early in the morning Thursday MacGyver got a phone call from a detective with the local police department.  He wanted to know if we could identify some of the tools stolen from MacGyvers truck, mainly a very expensive drill and some accessories.  Ummmm, why?

theivesApparently the shit head who stole the tools, money and misc. other things from our cars went to a local pawn store the very next day.  We know this because MacGyver was able to identify his drill and a battery charger and some other things.  The detective didn’t find everything but he found some things and since pawn shops require that the person pawning an item provide a valid ID, the detectives now have a driver’s license with a picture.

The police will now be able to compare the Driver’s License photo with the screen shots I emailed them from our security camera yesterday.  I hope they can arrest him based on that and I hope we get to go to court because I’d really like to see a little justice served, (and meet a cast member from dumb and dumber.)

I’d also like to throat punch him but I won’t, probably, maybe.

I get to keep on being busy through the weekend because MacGyver and I decided to put together a project list.  I thought it was because I had so many projects that I wanted him to do and he wanted it all on paper so we could prioritize.

honey doI was wrong and also a bit stunned when I realized he has as many projects planned as I do, dammit!   Fortunately I’m writing the list because he who writes also gets to prioritize and I’m pretty sure fixing a bathroom toilet trumps building a floating dock anyways.

Shit just got real

Tell me about a project you would like to get done.

What’s the most important thing on your to do list?

Sadly, this ink is indelible.

I can honestly say, unequivocally, that this is one of those times that I can truly say thank God it’s Friday!

We are down south at our house in Nokomis. We planned on getting here around 8 last night but that didn’t work out so well. We arrived just before 11PM last night and I am so tired today. Thankfully I had a rest day planned and I am not running this morning.

Yesterday afternoon MacGyver went to a jobsite that required a special and very expensive drill that he owns. He went to his truck to retrieve it but it wasn’t there. He came home around 4PM yesterday and was frantic because no matter where he looked, he couldn’t find it. I was positive it was somewhere in the hoard that normal people call the garage.

garage of hoarding

This is not our garage, however, if you imagine this times 25, it’d be close.

Convinced the drill wasn’t in our garage MacGyver called a few clients to see if maybe he left the drill on site but no one had seen it. He was convinced he’d been robbed either on the jobsite or in a parking lot somewhere.

I thought he should play back the security footage from our cameras thinking he’d see himself take it out of the truck and then know that it was somewhere in the unorganized garage but I couldn’t say that because he would insist it was stolen.  So instead I said, ‘Why don’t you look through the video surveillance while I pack up the car and see if anyone stole it?”

He went for it.  He thought that was a great idea.

After an hour or so MacGyver was complaining that it was hurting his eyes to keep staring at the video and asked me to take over so that he could pack a few things.  I reluctantly agreed and sat there for about fifteen minutes watching bugs and tree limbs blowing  and thinking this was probably one of my worst ideas ever and then he returned.

Just as I was about to get up…

what the hell is that

What the hell…..

that’s when I saw the hooded guy going through BOTH of our cars!

At 12:30AM Wednesday morning. Less than 20 feet from my open bedroom window. Where the dogs slept on the bed with us and never barked.  Where I had just gone to bed a mere 20 minutes earlier that night.

And not only had he stolen from MacGyver’s truck but he also stole from mine.  I didn’t even know that he had taken all of the cash and change out of my car.  I hadn’t even had the chance to miss one of my favorite pairs of sunglasses.  I didn’t even know what, if anything else, had been in my car…. So the police were called.

We could see everything, the lookout guy, the perpetrator, the theft, his face but none of that matters.

It doesn’t matter unless his fingerprints are on file. Or unless we see him again. CSI came out and dusted both cars. They also took MacGyver’s fingerprints, and mine, and our DNA, to rule us out and narrow down any foreign fingerprints or DNA.

We left the video for the police and the kid is staying at the house to keep an eye on everything for the next few days. MacGyver doesn’t want me to mention this to the parents, (so Philly and Lynne if you’re reading, mums the word.)  I’m just pissed. Mainly because this asshole took his time. He spent over 15 slow minutes in our cars without a care in the world and all while we slept.

My hands are still stained blue from the fingerprint ink. A reminder that my peace of mind and my safety cannot be guaranteed.

Has anyone ever broken into your house or car?
What was the outcome?

I think someone just shot me…

TGIF! Better late than never, right?

As you may know, MacGyver’s parents are here and we are having a lot of fun. We went out for a birthday dinner last night at Shephards on the beach. They have awesome buffet with all the crab legs and prime rib you can eat and it’s been one of MacGyver’s favorite places for years. They’ve recently remodeled and the price has gone up, and they no longer offer a regular menu, so if you’re local you may want to factor that in before you go. The buffet however is still insanely good.


This morning MacGyver had to go to work. Since today was a rest day for me, I got up very early and took the parents to the weigh and pay!

…and they loved it! Bargain hunting in its lowest form, it was shit tons of fun. As we were leaving, I got a stomach pain. It was sharp, but intermittent, so I ignored it and we went to Mazzaro’s.

Big mistake.

And that is exactly what it felt like...

And that is exactly what it felt like…

I broke out in a cold sweat and nearly passed out. Somehow I managed to make it to a chair outside where I sat for a moment while the parents picked up our food. Then my father-in-law drove us home. I was in the backseat sweating bullets.

When we got back to my house all I wanted to do was lay down and that’s what I did. I feel about 80% better now but it’s definitely time to schedule a checkup!

Hope you have a fantastic weekend.

What’s the worst pain you’ve ever experienced?