Sunday, July 3, 2016

Manic Phase Completed

Well, much has happened in the last couple of weeks. Or maybe it was the whole month of June. No—cause I’ve blogged since the beginning of June. I guess I was just getting warmed up, what with travelling, running, and checking out the new babies.

I had the chance to check out that baby again at a baby shower just the following week after I wrote that blog.


There she is, all dressed up. AND I gave her a book, Good Dog Carl


Only one of the all time best books ever. Cause that Carl knows what he’s doing. Plus, there’s only about 10 words to the whole thing. Win-win.

After that, I decided that things needed to be amped up, and amped up they were.

I went to get my hair died because Angie has shamed me into never going gray. At least not for the next 10 working years. So I just cut it off instead. Well, I didn’t, Jonele did.


Terrible pictures--but I do have short hair. Ever so much easier. Takes minutes to dry. After wearing my hair in a ponytail for that last year it was obvious I needed shorter hair.


Someday maybe I’ll get a good picture but it’s doubtful at this juncture.

We had visitors that week too—for a whole week.


Yep, there’s Cody and Kloi (pronounced Chloe which reappears later)


Puddy didn’t really care but……


this beast has shown nothing but disdain by peeing in the bathroom and stinking up the whole downstairs. He’s 16 and shows no signs of slowing down. He’s going to be with us forever. We don’t feel very happy about Happy.

Oh, and did I mention we had a 13th wedding anniversary in there somewhere?

IMG_2024This is what we look like after a work week. Yikes.

And because I lasted 4 whole months without one, I decided it was high time for me to get the dog I swore I wouldn’t get till retirement. (And I sort of wanted to piss Happy off a little more)

This is the baby--Three weeks ago--




And now.


Completely Adorbs.

She’s a tri color springer. And since I’ve had an Alex and then a Beta, we needed a C name. We thought Cora but Angie has a Cora, and then Cammy, but that didn’t fit. Then when I went to pick her up the name they had given her was Chloe. And Chloe it is.

Of course, Blane and Melanie have a Chloe spelled Kloi. And a Cody. Melanie thought it was pretty hilarious that we seem to just recycle names now. Sigh.

So, now that we’ve made changes throughout the household that affect everyone, including the cats, it’s time to enjoy the rest of the summer. Nothing on the agenda till September so far. Trying to keep it that way.

But then again, you just never know.


I saw this car twice yesterday--


A Seahawk fan from Delaware driving the mean streets of Rochester Minnesota. Who knew?

Sunday, June 12, 2016

Dine and Dash

Whoa—what just happened? Like it was May and then whooosh—we’ve gotten to almost the middle of June. I just don’t know how it happened.

School started again. I’m finding this class much less heavy than the last one. Thankfully. Of course, as soon as it started it was Memorial Day weekend and then I went to California and there was a paper due…today. Gak. But it’s done and I feel a little more caught up. I’m home for the summer, for the most part, so life should be calmer.

I ran the Med City 1/2 Marathon on Memorial Day weekend. Blane and Melanie were here for a couple of days too. They left Sunday after I ran and took two tables with them. Yayayay. Win win win.

Med City was a good run except my right knee about did me in. At one point I thought I might not finish. But we know that would never happen. My sadness is that I think I would have had a pretty good maybe even sub 2 hour time if it hadn’t been for the damn knee and the walking I had to do. Maddening.

DSC01341Hanging on the pink garbage can waiting for the start.

It was a beautiful day for a race and it was cool during the hours I ran


Finishing upright. That’s always a plus for me.

DSC01347Watch out for that pothole…

Five days later Cathy and I were on the way to Cali for another race.

We flew Sun Country which is a tribute to people who don’t fly often and fly on the cheap.

As soon as we took off, I mean as soon as we took off like when the last wheel left the ground the asshat woman in front of me reclined her seat. All. The .Way. Back. Who does that on an airplane anymore? Asshats, that’s who. AND—she stayed that way except for the 20 minutes she was having a drink of pop. This is what I was looking at for about 3 hours.



Yep—that’s how close the seat was to my face.



My 6 inches of room after said woman reclined.

Unfortunately for her because she boxed me in so tight every time I moved I couldn’t help but kick the hell out of the back of her seat. Hard. This is why I fly a little higher end airline. Just saying.

Oh, and if you think she was sleeping, no—she was doing this-



Playing an effing game on her tablet while fully reclined with her neck pillow. My contempt knows no bounds.

We got to Sand Diego and we instantly had the best fish tacos known to mankind with a beer to ease my pain.


This is not my fish taco, it’s the appetizer, Cerviche, that was so good my mouth is watering thinking about it now.


We made it to Carlsbad where we were staying at the noisiest Hilton ever. We were above the pool and it was open from the crack of dawn until 10ish PM, and the loud children were in it most of those hours. In addition to the movie on the lawn across from our room. Loud. It was right across from the beach though and was in a fab locale.


That’s the ocean out there—a little foggy most mornings.


Noisy pool that was empty on Monday the day we left, of course. Picture it full of kids. And adults. And teens. You get it.



I love walking by the ocean.

Cody took us out to dinner and I had a Moscow Mule

IMG_1928I guess you have to drink it in a copper cup. Who knew?

Saturday we went to San Diego and picked up our packets and had another delicious lunch. And some pre race hydration.


Our race was at 6:15….AM. The parking and shuttle line was out of control. The shuttle line was probably 500 people long. Really. And we missed the race start. Which was ok, but I bet it wasn’t for the people in the first 10 corrals. Plus, there was a time limit for the marathoners so if they missed their start it was possible they couldn’t complete the marathon. Wow. Get it together San Diego.

Cathy and my friend and fellow Ragnarian Kimberly, and Cody and I made up two relay teams. Cathy and I had the first leg.

Yay—done and on the bus


And drinking a beer at the finish. It’s at least 9:30 AM by now, right?




Cody showed up shortly after cause he’s fast and our shuttle was slow

IMG_1943Our team—The Medical Professionals

And Kimberly came in shortly after that.


It was a good race but slow for me. I spent a lot of time trying to get around people. It’s too bad that runners aren’t honest about their times so they are put in the correct corrals. Seriously.

Cody took us out to breakfast and we built a bloody-



Cathy and I had health veggie egg white scrambles but Cody…he is actively working on his first cardiac event-


IMG_1948His fork is pointing at bacon wrapped sausage.

After this fun and delicious time we headed up to the winery that Cody took me to last fall. It was much busier because the day was beautiful and warm.


I tell ya, it was a really great day.

It ended at the hotel bar patio where we brought in our own beers and continued to rehydrate from our efforts early in the morning.

IMG_1951It’s not an ultra, it’s a grapefruit beer. And it was the best.

Our not so secret beer tote.


We ordered some dinner and charged it to our room. Except for when we got the bill Cathy noticed on our way out that we never got charged for our dinner. Sadly, our memories are a little hazy after the grapefruit beer and, well, there’s a distinct possibility we did a dine and dash. A drunken dine and dash. How is that even possible? Not like we were moving quickly and we walked right past the wait staff. Huh. Maybe they were paying us to leave. No, that can’t be right.


Monday was no fun day as we headed back to Minnesota. We were half hour late due to a broken seat belt and a passenger unwilling to move to a different seat cause he had to sit with his wife or something. I’m like, dude, move. your. ass. I’m getting to be a terrible flyer.

I will say my precheck status is the best thing since sliced bread. Even though the lines weren’t too long

IMG_1917Lack of line when we left from terminal 2

I love the fact that I don’t have to take anything off or out of my back pack. Life is sweet that way.

Worth every penny.

Now I’ve been back for the last week, working, and schooling.

Our pergola in finished and perfect in every way-


IMG_1955It’s like a shady little room on the deck, and the cats love it.

I saw my coworker’s little baby this week too--

Cutest thing eva-


IMG_1957This picture cracks me up.

Lastly, Happy is feeling well and enjoying the sun here.



Everyone should also be relieved to know that Carol, the Queen B, has sent Happy’s diarrhea sponge to Martha’s friend who picked Happy up for us and fostered him for a week. As much as I’d like to say it’s not true, sadly, I cannot.


I can’t make this up. If anyone needs a diarrhea sponge, just let me know and I’ll get it right to you.

Sunday, May 22, 2016


I follow a few blogs—my favorites are Lame Adventures, A Humor Blog, and Lance Bass Ruined My Life, and of course the Bloggess to name a few (Don’t forget Yarn Harlot), and then there was Sassy Redhead and The Bearded Iris, which I won’t even link to. What sort of bugs me is that Lame has dropped off the face of the earth. She moved both her house and her work which I can imagine was unsettling, but then she just sort of quit blogging. I love that blog. Same with Sean Fox (who also wrote Room Service is Closed which is pretty funny if you work with the public). Although he’s back every now and then—like every couple of months or so. Sassy Redhead has been gone for a year and Iris is on another site, but still writing.

My point is, if you are going to quit I think you should say so. Going to the website only to see the same posts for months on end is so disappointing. Not to mention annoying. I mean, I’m not the best in frequent blogging but I try to get in at least once or twice a month. I love to follow blog links on comments only to have the last post be from 2014. That is NOT blogging people. Gawd. Do not link to a blog just to have a link. It’s annoying beyond words.

To even be mentioning this sort of feels like I have way too much interweb time on my hands. Way.Too.Much.

I am on a two week break from school. I forgot what life is like. One more class then I’m out of the core classes and into my program. I guess that’s good.

Work is so stressful that I had nothing but stress dreams last night. I dreamed about a friend who died two years ago, I dreamed I called a patient at 5:30…AM. They were mad. I dreamed they gave me a new desk…outside…in the rain. I dreamed of the disapproval, real and imagined, of the people I work with. Lord. I was so glad to wake up. Maybe my 10 mile run today will relieve some of this. Or just make my knee hurt.

I have a half marathon next weekend, then off to Cali for the Rock N Roll. A little excited for that.

Oh, and having dinner with my new adopted sister Laura next Wednesday. One and the same as my blog muse Laura.

Is she not awesome?????

Mr Mix has suggested since I love the cows and certain people do not love the cows that they should adopt me so they have someone who they can name in their will as the cow care taker. That would be me. So I have kindly suggested the adoption process begin sooner rather than later. Laura and I are working on mutual irritation as only sisters can. Waiting for the next farm purchase so I can move in. I wonder if I can hyphenate my name because Mix-Melde has a certain ring to it.

Happy has come out from behind the couch and found the giant cat hut


IMG_1890Closer….closer…still not within biting range…closer…..

Puddy. There are no words for how bad this cat continues to be.

IMG_1900Oh, what’s in here?


This counter? I’m not supposed to be on THIS counter? Sorry. Now piss off.

Oh….the pergola is going up outside. They built phase one and had to remove phase one because it was about 14 feet tall. Oh. My. God.


Are you kidding me? I call it the flying buttress of Manor Ridge. Holy Cow.

So, they took this down, lowered it to roofline, and changed the orientation to parallel with the house. It will now serve it’s purpose.

Note to self-when having construction done someone MUST be home to supervise.

Since this weekend has been nice and the Douglas Trail about 3 minutes from our house we took a nice walk yesterday. Last time we were on this section we had two slow dogs. Sigh. 


Requisite selfie…Complete with fake smiles


This was the first one where we were laughing because of my inability to fit Dave’s head in the shot and the fact we are on our cell phones in the middle of a beautiful trail….

IMG_1902Tell me I don’t look like that.

Maybe someday I’ll get my teeth fixed…again.

Anyway, next weekend is the holiday and Blane and Melanie and 3 dogs are on their way down. That should get Happy going. I miss having a dog though….even though I said I wouldn’t get another till I retired. The call of the pet dog is strong.

Stay tuned---



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Good Kitten says I hate dogs and cats and everyone except Blane and I will never change.