Honest to God, E. I really want to know why this drivel you masquerade as content sucks me in every ever-lovin' time. (I'm lookin' at you, E! True Hollywood Story.) Tonight it's a bullshit show about Christina Aguilera, which begs the question: exactly how relevant was The Mickey Mouse Club? If you watch enough E, you get the sense that The Mickey Mouse Club was at one time the creme de la creme of all, er, variety shows? SNL for the tween set; a rite of passage for young starlets abuzz with all the talent and promise in the universe. Fine, MMC, I concede Justin, Keri Russell, and Aguilera. But you also gave us JC Chasez. So shut up already.
(No seriously guys: did you watch? I never saw one episode, but I don't think I had the Disney Channel back then. Twas a dark period in the life of HV.)
Other than that, I woke up at 4 AM this morning. I had to drive to Cuse, y'all. I could have gone last night, but I am becoming accustomed to my homebody-ness, and so I opted to wake up at 4. (I would have totally watched Robin Scherbatsky's morning show too; you know, if that were a real thing.)
So I was on the road by 5 and in Cuse by 9. I did mah business; then I learned that there was nothing on my agenda for tomorrow. So I high-tailed it home. Eight hours of driving today, and it wasn't painful at all. I passed the time listening to Sedaris; chatting on the phone; and chugging sugar-free Red Bull.
A rather unremarkable day; but I write because I care about you guys. I know you all need your daily HV fix. So here's a mundane little tidbit from my day:
A funny thing happened when I arrived home at 7:30 PM.
"Babe - you mind if I take a quick run?"
Me. I said those words.
I think I am becoming a runner, friends. Old HV would have plopped down on the couch faster than you could say, "J, fetch Wifey her slippers and fix her a martini while you're at it."
(We do totally talk in the third person a lot at home. You probably don't want to hang with us in real life.)
Instead of the usual, I quickly changed and headed out for a twenty-minute run, in the dark no less.
I have been following a training schedule for 2.5 weeks now, and the amazing this is - I've been following it.
So, we're getting there. We'll see.
So. What's new with you guys?
1 comment:
Proud of you for the running. It's tough, but so are you.
You forgot to mention talking to your dearest Koos and how I consistently blow your mind with my almost dalai lama- esque insight into the ways of the world. Complete with my asking my child not to run in the street or my husband interjecting and confusing the heck out of me.
Just kidding, no offense to the DL.
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