A BIG SHOUT OUT TO MY STRAIGHT GAY-BOYFRIEND (ON-THE-SIDE), Naze-Dawg, who will be running the Napa-to-Sonoma half marathon with me in July! Woo-hoooo!

(my sincerest apologies, Naze)

So I ran the Halvsie in San Antonio this weekend! Finished at a pace of 11:00 min/miles for a total of 2:27. It was hard. I ran with an injured hip, because I apparently hate myself, and by mile 8 things were getting a little painful, so I stopped and stretched a bunch...which brought down my time a little. So, all in all I'm pretty happy with myself...although I won't be running for the next couple months so this damn hip can heal. I seriously am like 85 years old :)

CCFA was able to raise $850,000 through the half marathon, and I raised $3,700. Thanks again to those who donated!

I've signed up for the next half marathon from Napa to Sonoma in July if anyone is interested in joining me! Also, I will be doing another fundraiser, so I encourage those of you who weren't able to donate this time around to donate for the next one!

This book is probably old news to those who actually have time to read. I must admit I cheated today and went to the "Popular" shelf hoping something caught my eye. It's sad when I can't even brave the adult section of the library to find myself a good book that doesn't involve a hog and a dog playing ping pong or wiggle and waggle the worms playing in the garden. Anyways, a quick run by the 'popular' shelf I stumbled across Waiter Rant by The Waiter. It's based off of this waiter's blog - which I'm already totally addicted to - check it out! I've only managed 3 chapters, but that is 3 more chapters then I have read in months and it is a wonderful book. Not sure if I'll ever eat out again, and especially not with my mother-in-law who totally fits the 'bad' customer profile to a t! Anyways, have you read it yet? What did you think? Will you read it and talk to me about it in adult talk?! I'll even get on my knees and beg if that's what it take!

Most of you probably don't know that in my Elementary days, I was big into piano. Starting at age 6 or 7, I began lessons & practiced everyday for an hour or so. And then I got to Junior High and, like all good teenagers, didn't want to tie up precious moments of my life in practicing when I could be socializing (in any of its forms: sports, debate, the phone, etc).

Life went on, and I buried my love of this great big clunky instrument. That is, until this weekend. I saw one posted on Craigslist in the "free stuff" section and decided to email and see if it was still available. It had only been posted a few minutes earlier, but Craigslist people are rabid. Seriously. But I somehow managed to be the first one to email (out of thousands over the next several hours), and I got it! I hired professional movers for $180 - because it's a mint condition piano and I didn't want to fuck it up in the move - so in the end it wasn't completely free.

The movers.. that is a whole 'nother blog post! Creepy. More on that later. But for now, here's a picture of my baby, safe in her new home. She was born in 1993 in the great state of Indiana, and her name (for the time being) is Kimball. She's open to suggestions for a name change though.

I was invited to the group "I Grew Up in Wisconsin Rapids", and since, well, I DIDN'T, I grew up near Rudolph, I didn't instantly confirm the invite. I went to the site for the group to see if I should join or not. I read through the wall posts, saw that many things we remembered were still there, including "Mary" still delivering papers (who I can only assume is the pre-op MTF papergirl/woman, wonder if she is closer or further from the op) and a few other things that indicated that yeah, I can consider myself part of Rapids too.

Then I read further down and discovered that the place in America where a gas station accidentally misaligned a decimal point at a gas pump (an event that I didn't even notice) just so happened to be in my other hometown, Wisconsin Rapids. Someone posted an editorial about the hoopla that started. After giving an overview of the debate, the writer mentioned a number of moral dilemmas we face in the modern world, finally ending with a zinger