It’s snowing and it’s March and I’m going to keep my blog. Who knows, life may be more interesting now outside the confines of swim-bike-run.
Also recently someone read the entire blog. Entire. Which not even my mother has done. Imagine learning that someone you have met one time knows your 2008 opinions and occurrences better than you do! So, odd, but also perhaps a testament to the entertainment value of at least some of this. And how else would I remember the time my mom made my sister call me to ask if I had eaten half a fig bar at Christmas? Thus: on we go.
So like I said, it’s March and it’s snowing. I now live in the foothills above Boulder, a little higher elevation than when I was in Tahoe (speaking of 2008). I like to meander around saying “here kitty kitty” because there are definitely mountain lions but I’ve not seen one yet. Wish me luck.