Friday Night with Aileen

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Some notes on a serial killer… Saw the movie years ago, but now watching the documentary on this chilly last night of February… Incredible likeness. Creepin’ me out actually, yet very fascinating.

Aileen Wuornos. Wow, wow, wow. Crazy bulging eyes. The more angry she got the bulgier her eyes became. Creepy!

Delusional. Sonic pressure was making her crazy. The food trays were killing her, basically. Scrubbed all her food. She was being surveilled.  The world would be nuked in 2019.

Her girlfriend thought gay people were “invented”. Must not have existed before she heard of them. Haha! Wow.

Said she was not a professional serial killer. Did some sloppy work. Left finger prints. Thinks the cops were letting her continue to kill. She wanted the death penalty. Said she’d be back on the mother ship on June 6 anyway. Whoopa! Ok.

Her mom asked when the execution was… thought she’d rest better… I’m sure she was right.

Throwback Thursday #8 – White Bread, No Crust

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Things I miss about childhood…

white bread sandwiches that my mom would cut the crusts off of

riding my bike to Tags with Joc for daily donuts and slushes after school, or a little brown bag full of candy

wearing knee-high socks and knickers

being care-free

not doing work after school (don’t really remember doing much homework)

eating popsicles and jumping on the trampoline

biking and walking around for hours, for no reason

packing my little bag with snacks and dolls and going “camping” down by the creek

skating on the creek

tobogganing down our hills

driving my little Honda 50 around

rainbow ice cream from Pioneer Ice Cream

watching Family Ties, The Cosby’s, and Who’s the Boss on my little TV

performing Chicago songs to various “audiences”

dressing up like a fool for reason

the smell of Strawberry Shortcake

setting up the Barbie houses then not playing with them

Wordless Wednesday #8

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Sunshine-y Day!

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Thank you very much to bloggedartistry for my 4th blogger’s award! A little sunshine to brighten my weekend!


The rules are similar to the other awards I’ve received:

  1. Display the award on your blog. DONE.
  2. Announce your win with a post and thank the blogger(s) who awarded you. DONE.
  3. Present 10 deserving bloggers with the award – “who positively and creatively inspire others in the blogosphere.” DONE.
  4. Link your awardees in the post and let them know of their being awarded. DONE.
  5. Write 10 interesting things about you. DONE.

Here are the blogs I’ve chosen for different reasons (yes, I bent the rules on this one… but):

10 “Interesting” Things about me…

  1. The first day of winter is my least and most favorite day.
  2. The first day of summer is my most and least favorite day.
  3. I think I have Seasonal Affective Disorder.
  4. I’m becoming a controlled hypochondriac.
  5. Even with my attention deficit, I could sit and watch the ocean for hours.
  6. I hate cats.
  7. I’m becoming obsessed with cute little piglets.
  8. I’ve been reading Someone Knows My Name by Lawrence Hill (aka The Book of Negroes in Canada) for 3 years on and off.
  9. I’m an extremely organized scatterbrain so my organization masks my scatterbrain-ness well.
  10. My husband makes me laugh at weird things.

Have a Sunshine-y day! And thanks again bloggedartistry!

I Guess I Didn’t

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So I thought I registered for the Al Gordon 4M at Prospect Park tomorrow morning. Initially I didn’t register because I thought I was going to be in San Diego visiting Alaa this week. But when I knew I couldn’t make the trip happen, I THOUGHT I registered for this run. I put in my calendar, added it my race widgets and was mentally getting myself ready for the early get-up on Saturday.

When I didn’t receive an email from NYRR to pick up my packet yesterday, I became confused… I checked my dashboard on the NYRR site and didn’t see the race on my list… I checked my email for a receipt… Not there.

Hmmmm, so I guess I didn’t register. Bummer. And it’s sold out. I guess I’ll be in charge of motivating myself to get out while the weather is 50 degrees. 🙂

Happy weekend!

Wordless Thursday?

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Just Go!

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And I promise you will feel so much better!

That’s what I was thinking when I was trying to convince myself to go to the gym. Weather and roads still a little unpredictable to run in the park. So, the gym it had to be.

Well, I was right of course. I did feel better.

It’s just getting dressed and getting out the door that’s the hardest part. Yes, I was not looking forward to running on the treadmill for the second time this week, but I have Kathy Lee and Hoda to thank for getting through the three miles today, and The Lone Ranger for getting me through the three miles on Monday.

This morning I just felt depressed – Brett left for work, I caught up on PLL, the sky was clouding over, my mind was cluttered with unimportant thoughts. I felt jumbled, lethargic and unmotivated. But I got my gym clothes on and headed down the street.

As I walked, my body felt slow, my mind still frazzled and scattered. I was contemplating my work out on the treadmill. Blech, the treadmill. Perhaps an inclined walk. Or should I run? But I was tired. But I was feeling slow. But but but.

Once on the treadmill, I just went for it. Told myself three miles and no less. If I run faster, it’ll be over faster. So I just did it. And I felt good after. It felt good to sweat. To watch some nonsense. I got over the jiggling earphones and just ran … and I’m so glad I did.

Confirmed once again. I love running. It’s my redemption.

Fave movie.

“What if… ?”

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I like asking myself this question often. Just for fun – but this is indeed a very powerful question. I ask myself “what if” not because I am unsatisfied with my life, but because it’s like writing your own Choose-Your-Own-Adventure novel! Just think about all the multiple avenues your life could go!

I think the “what ifs” are sometimes equated with unhappiness, wishful thinking or living an unfulfilled life, but you have the power to turn those “what ifs” into something meaningful – if you want them to!

So… what if… (and this leads to the “Would I?”, of course)

… I moved to Boston instead of New York? Would I like it better? Would I still be there?

… I crossed this street instead of that street? Would I have gotten on the train I needed? Or would I have been hit by a cab?

… I worked under my psychology degree and never went back to school for education? Would I be bored at my job?

… I invented the next app or game that everyone spends their money on? Would I be better off?

… I didn’t become a teacher? Would I have gone back to school?

… I had a kid? Would I live in New York in an apartment?

… Jill and I had gone to Greece to teach English? Would we be drinking ouzo and eating olives in Santorini right now?

… I left 5 minutes earlier this morning? Would my day be different, or the same?

… I decided to move to Paris this summer? Would I eat croissants every day?

… I went to the movies tomorrow instead of work? Well – that’s easy – I don’t have to work!

… I bought those $700 shoes? Would I actually wear them?

… I stayed up all night watching TV? Would it matter?

Hhhhhmmmm. What if… I didn’t write this post? Would you be asking yourself “what if”? Or would you even care?

“Teachers are Gold”

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Those are not my words. Those are the words of one of my eight year boys. He will be a philosopher, no doubt.

And those words of his, made me feel like gold. Love days like this, when I hear words of wisdom from my kids.

There are no words of mine that can match his.

Throwback Thursday #7 – Team Canada

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Keeping it simple in today’s #tbt…

Just thinking about all those years that Team Canada won gold in Olympic hockey.

That was a lot of times.

Men and women.

Canada/U.S. battles are the best.

And the Canadian wins are the greatest. Heehee.