Bruises

This isn't even all of the ripped off material!

So. Many. Bruises. And I'm on VACATION!!

Although, this may be the proudest moment of my life. Or one of. Cause I'm pretty DAMN proud of doing the Half Ironman. But People! I ripped off a garage roof. I tore out the rotted wood boards. I reinforced beams that looked like they had seen better days. I replaced said boards. And, I installed new rolled and shingle roofing.

ALL ON MY OWN!! And in 2.5 days.

Sans rotted wood

I hurt. Really bad last night and this morning but I'm feeling and moving better as the day goes on. I'm going to add a bunch of photos, mostly for my remembrance.

On a side note: I was supposed to get a new oven yesterday but they took it back because I couldn't unhook the old oven from the gas line. So, if any one is keeping track, I can roof a garage like a fucking ninja but I can't undo a gas hose.

This was to scare my mom. She made me call her every time
 I went up on the roof and when I got down.

The finished rolled roof section.

The finished shingled section.

All my bruises

Some more

Sweet Spot?

I think I might be in that sweet age spot. I'm old enough to be hit on by a 19yo looking for an "older lady" and still young enough to be an older guys "trophy."

Friday, I was hit on by a 19yo college student who has a thing for older women. After I dismissed him as a child, he wanted to snapchat me. First, I don't snapchat. I don't get it. Second, I'm pretty sure if I did have snapchat he was just going to send me a dick pic to show me what I'd be missing.

I was also hit on by a 57yo. I should point out that until writing this I thought he was 55. HE IS 10 YEARS YOUNGER THAN MY DAD!! He has sent me messages periodically in the past and I've just ignored him, mostly because of the age and because he never had any pictures. I thought I'd humor him this time and wrote back. Some how I got talked into meeting for a drink. Well, not some how, it's been raining like mad here and I've been stuck in the house almost the whole weekend. A drink out and some conversation sounds mighty nice. It's at 3pm. Just in time for Early Bird Dinner!

**Ok, It wasn't awful but it wasn't great. And the whole time I kept thinking, "you could be my dad!" He's not my type even if he was younger.

**The 19yo keeps emailing. I may think about giving him a chance. I'm bored and he's only around for the summer.

Atalanta II

I put Atalanta the first to sleep last night. She was getting to be too much work. In case you don't remember Atalanta is the name I gave to my iPod shuffle. She was orange and beautiful and worked wonderfully for 4 or 5 years. But over the past year she's been crapping out a mile or two into a run, even on a fresh charge. If I reset her to factory and then reloaded her she lasted for a whole run or two.

 Last Thursday was the last straw! I was a mile into a three mile run and she completely stopped playing. It was very uncool. Right after yoga I marched over to the Apple store and purchased a new one. My plan was to get another orange one, it's a pretty color. But they had a Product (Red) one and it was candy apple red. Gorgeous!! Same price and a percent of the proceeds would go to help fight AIDS. And I'm sold.

Took her out this morning and she's wonderful!

Also, this may or may not be my new wallpaper on my phone.

Street Harassment

Y'all! I am guilty of street harassment! In my head.


This is how it went down:
I was walking into work the other day and this hot, bearded, besuited MAN was in front of me. And LORD if the view from behind was not beautiful. In my head he turned to me and asked what I was doing. "Just admiring the view." And then it hit me! That is total street harassment. Dear God!

And then I used it to my advantage. The above convo happened again but then I said, "I am sorry! That is total street harassment. And I'm completely against it." That led to a great conversation and a follow up date.

And all of this took place IN MY HEAD!!!

I may be crazy.

Neighborhood Watch

This past Saturday I did a 3 mile run and then promptly came home to shower. It was hot and I was sweaty. Saturdays are also the days I do my grocery shopping, so after my 2 hours of liesurely coffee sipping, I drove off to the Market. As I pulled out of my drive I could not for the life of me remember if I put on deodorant. Being the only logical thing, I sniffed my pits, in my car with the windows down, rocking out loudly to Dirty Diana......as I drove past the hot new neighbor drinking his coffee on his front porch.

Lesson? 1. Always be aware of new nieghbors.
              2. maybe you should look around before sniffing your pits!

My Age 2

This past weekend I ran the Flying Pig 10K. I survived, which is the best I can say.

No. That's not true. I ran most of it and my achilles bothered me very little, even after (bourbon may be key in recovery). I came in 10min slower than my very first 10K but it has kick started me into running again.

But, while down in Cinci I stayed with a very close friend, Jane, and her husband. We always spend Friday night catching up with maybe a drink and Friday I had a small Makers on ice. I was complaining about how old I feel and need to state my age, at which point I forgot how old I was and instead said 56. CLEARLY a lie but it stuck all weekend.

Me: These shoes are really bothering my feet.
Jane: Well, you are 56, so it's to be expected.

Me: I think I'm drunk. I've only had 2 sangrias.
Jane: That's because you're 56 and you can't handle your liquor anymore.

But the main point is this. Her and I went out to lunch after the race. She ordered a beer and got carded. I ordered sangria and did not. At first I was happy about this. I don't have to dig for my ID, which I may have forgotten (it happens). And I'm finally adult enough to not look underage. But then I realized Jane and I are the same age and CLEARLY I look older. Or 56 to be exact. Had I actually had a couple of drinks prior to not getting carded I may have gotten belligerent. Instead, I silently pouted.

First World Problems

Lord, today has been a trial! And most of it has been the dating equivalent of first world problems.

For starters I woke up an hour before my alarm making it impossible to justify not running! So, I went out for a 3 miler, grabbing my Garmin and my shuffle. A mile into the run my shuffle died. AGAIN! It's really only making 3 (extremely short) runs before dying and needing to be restored. Problem, No music. I almost turned around and called it quits. But, I stuck it out and had to listen to me huffing and puffing. I've reset it again and put all my music back on it but it's getting super annoying. I hate the thought of buying a new one, I've only had it 4 years and I feel like it should last forever! I'm pretty sure I can turn it in and they will donate it to someone but I really don't want to spend $50.

Over breakfast I was trying to line up a "date" for tonight. Really more of a friends with benefits type thing. I had tentative plans with Hot Dan, the carpenter, who I mentioned in the last post of maybe converting him to a BF. Then he had to go a get the feels and all mushy on me. In the process of telling me he could not make it tonight he informed me that he didn't want to reconnect and have a great time with me if I was just going to end up dating someone else. He apparently, was very hurt when I told him I was dating Joshua. I had no idea that he wanted more and pointed that out. Well, I kind of cock blocked myself on that one.

I went to my back up, Stan. Yesterday he was all hitting me up to hang out but when I texted to hang out tonight he had to get all ragey with his physical therapist. It was medicine induced and they have changed his pain meds but he wants to take a couple of days and get his shit together. Fair. But I just need a little maintenance!

What is the point of having two booty calls if neither can can make it?!

An update on actual dating. I had an amazing date with Douglas briefly mentioned at the end of this post and this post. If I remember correctly we had 3 great dates at the start of 2012 and I really liked him but he then put me in maintenance mode and ended up getting back with an ex. We however became friends on FB and have periodically talked about getting drinks. Well, he found me on OkCupid, we emailed, texted and finally got drinks last night. And I have to tell you, I completely forgot how hot he is. It was probably the best 4 hour date I have ever had. It ended well and we have texted a bit today. I'm hopeful for another date this weekend. He does travel a lot for work and I have no idea what his schedule is like.

THIS however, will probably kill Hot Dan should it work out. He takes each successive maintenance mode worse and worse.