glutton

I apparently am a glutton for punishment. I really need to start getting more exercise into my daily life so I went to a fitness bootcamp this morning for a free trial run. OMG! Not only was the workout tough, but it has been raining all night and was still raining this morning. What I failed to realize was that we would actually be doing exercises that required us to be on the ground. The completely soaked wet muddy yucky ground. Now, I am not a priss, but this was more than I was used to. This is what I looked like when we were through.

Not sure if you can really tell from this, but mud, mud everywhere. Mud and little dead grass pieces from the field. Front and back. The mud actually soaked through three layers of clothes. They are now in a pile in the garage waiting for a good rinse in the tub before they get a thorough washing.

I am considering signing up for the month long bootcamp. 18 days that start at 5:45AM this Monday. I am not a morning person...

a list

So where do I start?  I think here works... back in '92 I gave a blood sample to see if I was a match for a friend of the family that who had Leukemia. I hadn't given it much thought until a few months back when reps from National Marrow Donor Program had a booth setup near where I work soliciting blood donations for their database. That's when I remembered I was on that database and that my contact information hadn't been updated in ages. I talked to a couple of really nice ladies and they told me how to go about it. Fast forward to about 2 o'clock today... I get a call from the donor program. I am a partial match to someone on their list. Not a total match, since back when I gave blood they didn't test for as many markers as they do now, but potentially I could be. I'm close.

I should be receiving a packet on Monday with some cotton swabs that I will use to swab the inside of my mouth for DNA to see if this is going to work. WOW! Who knew? The timing couldn't be stranger either. I feel like I was being reminded before a random call came in. Like I was being reminded that I was on that list.

Not sure what I think about this right now. I mean, I don't have any reason not to donate if the need is there. It's more the feeling of being able to give something life saving to another person. A stranger. Some person on a list somewhere, just like I was on a list. We could be a match. Amazing!

the story

The attacker...

Wednesday was crazy windy out and apparently that giant rock was just not enough to hold the sign in place. Behold, the painted dent...

It's really not too bad and the guy Joe talked to at the Nascar building site was really nice. We got a call the same day to sort this all out and as of yesterday the insurance guy has already called as well. It's refreshing to see them take responsibility in a time when it seems to be a rarity.

nascar 1 - joe's car 0

Joe had a run in with a traffic sign. Additional details to follow.

did you know...

I finally succumbed and am now the proud owner of my very own iPhone! I even downloaded an app that will let me post to my blog from it. Squeee!