All posts for the month April, 2014

I was so worried this wasn’t gonna happen…

Published April 30, 2014 by Tritrigirl

I didn’t realize how much I loved Steve’s Music Mix until it didn’t come out on Monday and I frantically searched and hoped Steve was okay because I love my bloggin’ besties and I wonder if y’all are all right when I don’t see your posts.

But anyway, we can call off the search parties and recant the APB because Steve has come to the rescue!

So here’s a rehash of the rules for those of you who were too exhausted by yard work and tree cutting to remember:

“Each week I will post 3 new questions so…

(1) Go to the music player of your choice and put it on shuffle
(2) Say the questions aloud and press play
(3) Use the song title as your answers

 Title your post “Steve’s Music Mix – …” and link back to this week’s page.

Post your response in the comment section of that week’s page.”

The magic media player has been shuffled too many times to count!  Hoping for no REPEATS!

Where is your happy place?   Coal Miner’s Song – Nico Vega

Comments: Err…uh….this is a folks-y song that Coal Miners supposedly sing…Hm.  Well, I don’t think a coal mine is my kinda place.  But that somehow makes me think of the movie My Bloody Valentine which is a great cheesy slasher flick and has the hottie Jensen Ackles in it.  So uh, yeah.  Happy place = Jensen Ackles (in a roundabout manner).  😛

Where are you now? Grand Theft Autumn/Where is your boy tonight – Fall Out Boy

Comments: New song for me.  Not too familiar with this album.  However….”You were the last good thing about this part of town…” Awwww.  Shucks.  Thanks.

What do you mean? A Southern Thing – Better Than Ezra

Comments: “Gulf breeze on the porch, me and my honey rockin’ back and forth, light it up again with my kin of friends underneath the yellow moon.  Sweat, dream, New Orleans, Mississippi river running over me, pretty mama come and take me by the hand don’t mock what you don’t understand.  It’s a Southern Thing.”  While I’m not originally Southern and I don’t think Texas is truly Southern (it’s kinda it’s own place) but I get the Southern thing.  So all y’all come on out to the lake and we’ll do some grilling, drink some beer and go swimming.

Got Question? Ask Your Nearest handy man…

Published April 28, 2014 by Tritrigirl

So, I think I’ve finally managed to get Scott to get through my list of honey-do’s for my house.  Today he patched up a place on my chimney that eventually needs replacing but right now needs patching to keep the critters out.  The painting people can replace the hardi-board.

And this week he’s going to come and trim my 2 big trees AND cut down the DEAD one in the front and the little ones that are growing too close for comfort to my back porch.  Effectively saving me about $700.  I’d say I managed to “guilt” him but given that he’s gotten WEEKS of free child care in the past 7 months and is looking at getting at least another week, not to mention leaving on the weekend we’re supposed to do the Real Ale Ride and he’s supposed to be my driver for when I survive the Spartan Race the day after the ride AND that he won’t be back until Saturday of Memorial Day weekend…when I was planning and getting things together for a group camp out at the lake…with other families…because it’s fun…and we need to be outside not working.

He says the trip isn’t approved yet but I know it most likely will be or if it gets cancelled it’ll be too late to book for Memorial Day Weekend.  So, alas, we’ll have to make due with backyard BBQ’s and play time in the pool.  Which isn’t bad, but it’s not camping at the lake.

He’s supposed to accomplish all of it this week.  My hopes are up.  Then I can seriously look at getting quotes for painting.  I’ve estimated between $2000-4000.  Praying for the lower end, but since the house also need some exterior repairs, we’ll see.  It’s costly, but if done right won’t need to be re-done until someone else lives here.  😉  Then this fall when I’m feeling it I’ll yank the carpet in the living room and put down laminate.  That’s something I can do.  After that, all my major wish list of repairs / upgrades will be completed and I can do a happy dance.  And not want to burn my house down periodically because it’s so much WORK.  (Next time will buy something less maintenance-y)

My first race is this coming Sunday.  And the closer it gets the more “focused” I get.  I put that in quotes because I’d be focused if I wasn’t so damn exhausted.  I slept like crap all weekend long and am feeling it.  Was supposed to swim today but got up too late to get to working early so I could sneak out and then next thing I knew it was 1:00 pm and too late to beat the lunchtime swimmers.  After work swimmers are even more plentiful and since Scott now has to teach a class tonight I’ll be with the kids again and missing yoga.  He says I can still go to yoga but the reality is if there’s no one to keep on the Tater boys, chores don’t get done, homework doesn’t get done quickly and bickering always breaks out and then NOTHING gets accomplished.  Frankly I don’t trust them alone on a school night as far as I can drop kick them.  I’m an awful person, I know.

Found a new snack that is almost like crack…they’re called Somersaults and I got them at Costco.  They’re little nuggets of sunflower seed, sesame and salt goodness.  I love them.  And am contemplating hoarding them.  That’s how nummy they are.  Find them.  Eat them.  Hoard them.  And we can be BFFs bonding over our shared love of them.  (We could still be BFFs any way this just might speed the process along)

That’s what’s up in my world.  Happy end of Monday!!

Share your World Week 17

Published April 28, 2014 by Tritrigirl

Cee’s Photography is insisting on getting to the root of my deepest, darkest thoughts so here we go!

What are some words that just make you smile?

Baby girl, “Hi, my name is Olaf and I like warm hugs,” “Watch out for my butt!”  (Courtesy of Frozen)

When you lose electricity in a storm, do you light the candles or turn on the flashlight? How many of each do you own?

Candles.  I have them all over the house.  No idea how many…

I do own 4 flashlights.

What is the longest book you ever read?

Hmmmm….either the LOTR trilogy omnibus or the Dungeons and Dragons ORIGINAL trilogy omnibus…although I think Diana Gabaldon and the Game of Thrones might be up there too.  And Vanity Fair…

So you win a pet monkey at a fair, but this isn’t just any old monkey. It can do one trick for you whenever you want from getting a pop out of the fridge to washing your hair. What would be the trick?

Pick up after me.  I have a habit of dropping things as I walk through the house, knocking items off shelves (thankfully nothing breakable) and racks.  I’d also like him to put my laundry away.

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

Last week – Oreo’s stitches out (although they accidentally left one in which led to a rushed trip to the vet to have them take it out) and his continued improvement.  Got most of the tasks set for myself done over the weekend.  Splurged and bought myself a new watch.

This week – “Taper” week as I prepare for the first race coming up on Sunday.  Looks to be a light week for work.  Hopefully continued sunny weather.

And for Cee I’d like to share my own flower photo from Easter 2013 (taken while riding on FM 973):

Can I stay mad at you? Why, yes, yes I can

Published April 28, 2014 by Tritrigirl

Daily Prompt time folks…

So can I stay mad and hold a grudge or forgive and forget.  Truly it depends on the trespass.  I prefer to forgive and forget but somethings just too hard.

Cheating, lying ex, “best friend” who refused to support me and ended up talking shit behind my back, etc.

I’m stubborn as hell and when I get it into my head I will not apologize until you move heaven and earth to make it up to me.

I swear I’m not ignoring you

Published April 25, 2014 by Tritrigirl

I think I’ve been pretty quiet for awhile, although to be honest, I’ve been so frakking exhausted from my work outs that I can’t really think straight.

This weekend Scott was taking the Tater boys to Houston but it turns out French Fry has a band thingy on Saturday that he can’t miss and instead of staying with his mom for the weekend, he begged to stay with me.  On one hand I’m totally flattered but on the other.  The fuck, dude?  I had plans…I had dreams…okay, really I just wanted a break from all of them (things like this make me question whether or not I should ever have kids).  I wasn’t going to Houston because we’d have to board the dogs and it’s about $42 per night per dog and since Oreo is currently in a no rough housing state he’ll have to board separately from Blueberry so we won’t get a multiple dog discount…so it was just easier that I stay home.  I was planning on getting a lot of yard work in tomorrow after my run since it desperately needs to be done.  And French Fry could totally help but he is supposed to mow his neighbor’s yard and he wants to get paid.  I’m not paying him.  I’ll buy him lunch but I’m not giving him $20 to mow my yard when I can do it for free.  This is why I don’t hire lawn people to begin with.  Yes, it’s a pain and yes, I have to carve out time for it but I can do it and I enjoy doing it so why should I pay someone to do it?

Any way, so I have a $100 Home Depot budget to get mulch and some new flowers and to price trees and shrubbery.  I’ll try to get as much of that done before I have to pick up French Fry from the school and then get started on my shit.  The other issue with him is that he’s not exactly trust worthy alone.  It’s sad to say that a 14 year old needs a babysitter but the kid will eat an entire jar of peanut butter and steal shit if he’s not supervised…well, that’s what he’s done in the past.  He’s also going to buy his own running shoes and we’re supposed to take Scott’s watch that he broke to get fixed.  In the end I might still get to do stuff I want to do we’ll see.  Scott totally owes me.

Other news – I swam the other day, used my underwater MP3 player which totally made the work out better and I think I’ve discovered that if I go around 9:30 am all the people have finished their morning swims and it’s easier to get in, get out and get on with my day.  I also hate sharing lanes.

Oreo’s doing well.  Walking really well.  Incision’s healing well too.  Finished my first knitting thing.  I realized that it’s possible to “sew” pieces together so I might just make a bunch of rectangles and then “sew” them together to make a blanket.

The weather’s lovely.  Body pump is kicking my ass.  And even though it’s early still I think I’m taking a nap at “lunch.”  It’s a quiet morning for work and if it stays that way no one will notice.  Plus all my stuff is done because I busted my ass earlier this week to get everything knocked out.  Cuz that’s how I roll.  😛

Have a bad ass weekend everyone!  And if I can get my yard in order I will share some pictures!

I’m Gonna Wreck IT!

Published April 25, 2014 by Tritrigirl

I found it terribly entertaining that today’s daily post prompt asks what trade would you like to learn.

It’s entertaining because I happen to have a tab in my web browser opened to HOME DEPOT!  Where I have been pricing flooring, flowers, mulch and trees.  I got the landscaping stuff down, I just don’t have the patience for it.  Seriously if I could devote at least 1 weekend each month to work on the yard I’d be totally down for it and have so many tomatoes I wouldn’t know what to do with them all but sometimes I don’t even have time to do my laundry so…yeah.  Note to self – gotta do laundry, been wearing the same sports bra for 2 days.

Anyway.  If I could learn a trade it would general contractor…just general and here’s why.  I need to replace some siding.  I need to replace some trim around the garage and in the front of the house from when the gutters were pulled off (monsoon storm pulled my gutters off).  I need to check the wiring in the light fixture in the entryway and figure out what the hell is wrong with the light even though I’ve replaced the bulb a few times.  I need to pull up the carpet in the living room, put down laminate and THEN cut up some tiles for some ultra amazing border for the sunken living room.  And then I could replace the counter tops and back splash in the kitchen.  Oh yeah, and paint the effing house.

As of now if I try to do any of this…I will fall off the roof, off the ladder, electrocute myself, slice off fingers or other appendages,  glue myself to something  and in the end have to call one of those shows from the DIY channel and send them pictures of the botched job in hopes that they come film an episode at my house and take care of all of it for me because it’s clear that aside from the occasional use of a drill to hang shit I have no business operating power tools.

I lived without a toilet and without flooring in my bathroom for 6 months because my friend that was supposed to finish tiling and replacing the toilet bailed on me.  (In case you were worried, I wasn’t peeing outside, I have two bathrooms.  Although if I didn’t then I’m certain I would have had that shit finished sooner.)  My usual “handy man” is a friend of ours and he’s done amazing things.  Replaced my dining room ceiling and some sheet rock that Blueberry tore up, finished the tiling and everything upstairs and regrouted some of the tiles in the downstairs bathroom.  Sadly, he was recently diagnosed with Lymphoma about a year ago and since hasn’t been well enough for work.  So I joined Angie’s List and am scoping things out.  Scott helps me when he can but he doesn’t always have time and I feel like I end up nagging him.

I’m all about being a independent woman, but this independent woman has to call someone to fix the shit she can’t.  Unless I can bribe my dad to come down…which won’t happen since he’s moving this summer.  Sigh.  Anyone painted their house?  Did you do it yourself or hire someone?  How much did it cost?  Inquiring minds want to know!

Happy Friday!!

“Which way do you want to go? Yes, which way?”

Published April 23, 2014 by Tritrigirl

Top 5 places that I want to go courtesy of The Daily Prompt:

5. Italy – Because it’s steeped in history and food and wine and everything that is beautiful and delicious in this world.  I watched Under the Tuscan Sun…and let’s be honest although I’m not handy I’d totally buy a villa and gut it just so I could be as fabulous as her.

4. England / Germany / France / Switzerland – So I put these all together because I’d love to go to them eventually and here’s why – History.  England – Doctor Who (that’s not really the MAIN reason, Graham Norton counts too), castles.  Germany – History, beer, castles (and I’m part German).  France – wine, Salvador Dali.  Switzerland – CERN, Large Hadron Collider (I watch too much Big Bang Theory).

3. Australia – As a proud owner of two Aussie Cattle Dogs I feel it’s my duty to go to their “mother land” and check it out.  There’s also supposed to be some amazing snorkeling / scuba diving as well.

2. Bali – I admit to have jumped on the band wagon after reading and watching Eat, Pray, Love.  But then I also found out that a week there (if planned right) is really affordable.  I’d love to explore some of the artist colonies there and take some time on the beaches.  It’s a different world – full of color and beauty.

1. Scotland (went there) Wales / Ireland – This is a toss up.  Both places speak to me in the way that Scotland spoke to me when looking at pictures and watching movies.  Speaks to my heart and soul.  I feel such a connection to these places (Scotland, Wales and Ireland) that is difficult for me to really put into words.  It’s almost home to me.  Plus Cardiff has a Doctor Who museum so that is imperative to check out.  And, I’m 1/4 Welsh, so you know…

I’m am promising myself that 1 and 2 will happen in the next 10 years.  As a gift to myself.

Safe travels and happy trails!

PS – Groupon has had some fantastic getaways to some of these places and more.  Some are extraordinarily affordable with some smart planning and saving.  Worth checking out.  😉

Search Engines – Chugga Chugga Choo Choo

Published April 22, 2014 by Tritrigirl

So I’ve been anxiously awaiting the day when I get some funny search engine terms coming to my blog and I’m proud to share these…

“Red Neck Wind Gale”

“I’m Pregnancy and have the runs and puking”

Wooooooooooooow.  Not really sure how Red Neck Wind Gale got them to my blog or what a red neck wind gale even looks like.

I do like I’m pregnancy…I’m pregnancy…and have the runs and puking.  Well, that my dear, just sounds awful.  You might consider going to the doctor because it sounds like you might have food poisoning.  Just a hunch.

In other news –

Oreo’s sutures came out successfully.  He’ll be officially NO CONE after tomorrow, however he will be crated until the final follow up appointment in 4 weeks.  The rehab chick was way impressed with his range of motion and how much weight he was putting on it.  No other rehab but short walks that increase each week and slowly introducing hills and eventually stairs.  Still no rough housing or playing or all out running.  Poor guy is still going to be leashed for the next 4 weeks.

Went for a run this morning.  Oh so proud of myself.  Got about a half mile and thought SHIT this hurts.  My calves were tighter than the skinny jeans I’m too chicken to wear but I got them stretched out and after a mile I was feeling better.  I did walk a lot and I tried to not get down on myself.  My cardio is definitely good,  my body needs some work.

Found a Spartan Super (8-9 miles) race in VA near the end of August.  If I can get my mileage up to at least a 10K, where it SHOULD be at that point, then I may be able to swing it.  It’s also about an hour from my Mom’s house in Harrisonburg so that’s a further mark in it’s favor.  Required mom visitation covered.

My current running goal is to be around 4 miles comfortably by the end of June.  Since I’m struggling with 2 miles right now it seems so out of reach, but I know if I can find that obnoxious tenacity inside myself I’ll get there.  Regardless I have to be in 10K shape by Labor day to complete the TriRock Austin Olympic distance triathlon.  August is also my 6 month lady visit follow up and I’d like to impress the doctor again with my weight loss.

A few thoughts on that.  I know there’s a lot of us with body issues and eating disorders (I thankfully overcame my stint in high school when I kept almost passing out due to low blood sugar).  I’ve somewhat come to terms with my weight as a concept and really try to focus more on my fitness and competition (if you can call it that) goals instead of a number on the scale or the number in my jeans.  Jeans sizes are awful; I went to Target and tried on 3 different styles of jeans and had 3 different sizes (anywhere from 12-18) so to me it’s ridiculous.  I still hate shopping, except for work out clothes, because THOSE sizes are always the same.

So instead I look at trying to get my mile time down to a consistent 10-11 minute mile over 3-6 miles (right now we’re hovering at 13:30-14:30).  I try to go for a 14-16 mph on the bike (we’re at 11-13 mph).  How many push ups can I do? (More than last week) How much weight do I need on the bar for a good work out?  (More than last week)  In the end as I meet these fitness goals I know that inevitably my weight will come down as it has in the past.  I’ll feel more confident and I won’t dread the fitting rooms quite as much.  I know I’ll never be a size 4, even at my skinniest in high school I was a size 8-10, that’s just how my body is built.  All booty and I’m fine with that.  I’d be happy being a size 10 again, but that isn’t my goal and my happiness and confidence are not contingent on that (I know people significantly skinnier than me that can’t hang with my training).

I want to be healthy, fit and to complete all my races this year.  That’s the real goal.

Now…go forth and conquer!

Have you seen my time? I can’t seem to figure out where it went…

Published April 21, 2014 by Tritrigirl

This was more or less my exact thought yesterday when the 2 week reminder for the Rookie Triathlon popped up on my phone.  Two weeks?  NOT possible.  I am not ready.  I’ve only swam once, in FACT I’ve been avoiding swimming at all costs for no other reason than I just don’t want to.

Last year’s Rookie times: Swim – 11:34, Ride – 56:55 & Run – 28:41 (first race after recovering from the sprained ankle).  That was slower than 2012  which was faster than 2011.  I don’t expect to be faster than last year.  At this point last year I was more or less comfortably running 3 miles with almost no walking.  Until my ankle started to hurt again.  In fact I expect to be slower.  Lots slower.   I’m guessing I’ll finish in roughly 1 hour and 40 minutes, not counting transition.  Last year was 98 minutes not including transition, which really I only spend maybe 7 minutes tops overall.

The swim?  A short 300 meters and assuming it’s not colder than a witch’s tit in a metal bra shouldn’t be too too awful.  Should be able to finish in roughly 13 minutes…And I think that’s going really really slow.  Last year the water was colder than the air and I never warmed up until half way through the ride.  My water bottle was still frozen for most of the ride as well.  After the swim is a short jog / walk through a mine field of stickers in the park up to transition and then the ride.  The ride?  I should be able to get through, it’s a course I’m well familiar with.  Hilly, windy but overall a good ride.  Some good downs and some rough ups but doable in my doughy state.  The run?  A short 2 miles, mostly flat, trails until the end.  Last year it was so chilly that when I was finished I was actually somewhat dry because I didn’t really sweat.  That was a first.

Most races I have an inner monologue such as this:

Pre-Swim – God I have to pee.  Or maybe throw up.  Is it time to line up?  I’m not ready to go, I’m sure I’m going to drown or be eaten by a ginormous catfish that has suddenly awoken because of us crazy people…or I’ll touch lake plants with my feet…yucky toes!

Swim – Stay to the side, do not get clobbered, ahhhhhh I peed (we all do it), shit, I’m gonna puke, can’t breathe, going too fast, okay I’ll breast stroke until I catch my breath, okay I’ll give myself 10 strokes then I have to freestyle, okay, maybe 5 more, (at this point I usually start singing).  Around the buoy, almost done, about half way, breast stroke, gotta breathe again.  Do not kick me lady, keep going, I can see the next buoy, why does this part always feel like forever when really it’s just 12 minutes.  Shit, another wave I gotta hurry, around the buoy, okay there’s the shore, put your face in the water.  Sight, swim dammit.  I can see the people, hurry up.  Don’t kick me.  Just a little further.  Face in the water the rest of the way, come on bitch, let’s do this.  Thank god they pulled me out.  Now UP.

Run to transition – Gotta jog, gotta look like I know what I’m doing, watch the stickers, your body is so heavy when you get out of the water, catch my breath.  Come on, rest on the ride.  OW – fucking stickers!  

Transition – Where’s my bike…4th rack over to the right, who fucked up my transition spaces.  Fucking noobs.  Glasses on, Gu in my pocket, helmet, shoes, bike, let’s go.  

Bike – Water, water, water, thirsty, hill, people, MOVE.  Turn right, hill, let’s go legs, rest on the ride my ass.  Turn right, rolling hills, oh that’s where that gun range is, watch the road, watch the road, HARD right turn, slam the gears to easy, up the hill, up the hill, up the hill, up the FUCKING HILL. Up, up, up, thank god.  Legs burned. BONK BONK BONK.  Gu time, drink, breathe, breathe, roll the hill.  Left turn, catch up, breathe, let’s go legs.  Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle yeah.  (shaking the legs out) Right turn, long hill, pace yourself.  Up we go.   Right turn GET OUT OF MY FUCKING WAY NOOB.  (I never say most of this out loud, unless someone is really hogging up the road on the left)  Down the hill, up the hill, where is the last hill?  Down the hill, let’s get up speed, I know you’re tired we’re almost done, there’s the last hill.  Up, up, up, up, up.  Turn right, roll it, rest, breathe, where’s Scott?  (He’s usually running by now) Right turn, up the last little hill, mash it, up, up, up.  SLOW DOWN.  Stop DO NOT FALL OVER.  Off the bike.  Where’s my shit?  

Transition – Shoes, Gu, Hat, Already wearing my sunglasses, water, water, water.  Okay Stephanie, here’s the plan, we jog.  NO walking until the water stations and there’s one conveniently at the transition exit, we walk.  Okay, water on the head, water in my mouth, off we go.  

Run – Nice long downhill, shitty long uphill, yes I know my calves hurt, let’s do this.  Come on.  Round the corner.  Watch the trail I will not sprain my ankle again.  Walk the water station.  Why do they always have that Pure shit?  Protein water tastes like ass.  I’d rather have Gatorade.  Okay, guess I need to run some more.  Ugh, this sucks.  Why did I ever get into this again?  Round the corner.  Through the trial, just a little more, come on.  I will not walk.  Okay, maybe just a little.  OUCH OUCH OUCH.  Okay, around the corner and then we’re almost done and I have to run the rest of the way.  I think I’m gonna puke.  I think I’m gonna puke.  Almost there.  I can see it.  There it is, don’t give up now.  Thank god it’s the end.  “Don’t take my strap…and you might want to hurry because I think I’m gonna puke.”

I usually go throw up somewhere.  It’s just water / sports drink and sometime Gu.  Then I drink the water bottle they gave me and wobble to the beer tent.  Now, I do realize that the beer tent is not where one thinks I should go, but here’s the deal: I cannot eat after a race, I WILL throw up again if I if I try to eat too soon.  After almost 5 years of races I know how I work.  So I take my water, I get a beer and I find some shade in the beer garden to drink my beer and my water.  I usually have 1 or 2 and then go find the ice cream because that’s the only thing I can stomach next (this varies on the race. The longer ones I can’t really even do ice cream after so I go for goldfish or something carb related with lots of salt but not too soon or I throw up again).  Depending on how long I’m there after the race (transition doesn’t open until everyone’s finished the bike portion) then I might get some bananas or see what else they have out, but mostly it’s beer and ice cream.  And it’s GOOD beer.  The sponsor’s are in good with New Belgium so that’s what we usually have.  At that point my sweaty ass is usually no longer dizzy and exhaustion is beginning to set in.  So I grab my gear from transition, get to the car and head home for a shower and a long nap.  2-3 hours typically.  And then we go out to a special dinner somewhere to celebrate another triathlon successfully completed.

And that was a long ass post to talk about how I’m silently freaking out over the upcoming race.  So I need to get to the pool as much as possible over the next couple of weeks.  OY.

Sharing my world – Week 16 (I can never remember what week we’re on…)

Published April 21, 2014 by Tritrigirl

*Sigh* If I’d have waited just a few minutes you coulda had a two-fer, but I got all excited with Steve…anyway here’s Cee’s Photography Week 16 probing of my psyche…  😉

How many places have you lived? You can share the number of physical residences and/or the number of cities. 

I’ve lived in 6 cities…

Carson City, NV – Birth – ?

Boise, ID – Toddler

Austin, TX – Toddler

Boise, ID – 4 – 18 years

Mt. Vernon, IA – 18-19 years (5 months)

Round Rock, TX – 19-20 years

Austin, TX – 20 – 27 years

Pflugerville, TX – 27 – current

Not really a lot but these are the places I recall living.  My dad was Army and while we didn’t move again after we moved back to Boise from Austin when I was 4, I know we lived in a few places in Nevada and California when I was very little but I don’t know where.  I’ve had 12 physical addresses (including the Mom / Dad separate addresses) we were fortunate when growing up in that my dad maintained the same address from 1st grade until I graduated high school.  My mom had 3 addresses after moving out and before moving to Texas in 1996.

What type of music relaxes you the most?

Depends on the mood.  Sometimes when I’m angry some metal or loud grunge music actually helps me relax.  Other times some Enigma or Delerium works as well.

If you could instantly become fluent in another language, what would that language be and why?

Probably Spanish because that would be most beneficial living in Texas, but I like the sound of Italian and French too.  Definitely NOT Klingon.

If you could fly or breathe under water what would you prefer?

Fly.  Definitely fly.  I would be able to visit family more often and it would be cheaper.  Although breathing under water would greatly assist in my triathlons I’d still have to go with flying.

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

Last week – Made it through the week with Oreo and his cone of shame.  Had to replace it on Friday but otherwise he’s doing very well and seems to be improving the use of his leg.  Tater boys had a swim meet all weekend, it went very quickly, they both PRed in all their events and being around their batshit crazy mother wasn’t too awful.  I also had Friday off of work.

This week – Oreo’s stitches come out in 24 hours and we get to see what the Doctor thinks about how he’s doing.  Scott and the Tater boys are going to Houston for the weekend so I’ll get some much much much needed alone time.  13 days until the first Triathlon so I’ll be kicking my ass in gear this week to prepare…sorta.