Fortnights, Etc.

Well, it's been over a fortnight since my last post. Festivus, Christmas, Boxing Day, and the New Year have all been celebrated and since I don't do resolutions (recipes for failure, I always say) I think I have a pretty good grasp on my goals for 2010. Top of the list? Using "fortnight" more frequently. (Yay! Accomplishing things is FUN!)

I had time to look back over some things I had jotted down previously and found something that I thought I'd share. Obviously, this is from a time long ago when it was much warmer around here (aka summer). Enjoy.

An open letter to the 50-something-year-old woman I see jogging around our complex:
Hi! Listen, I really admire your commitment to fitness but that sports bra? Could you perhaps throw a shirt on over it? Also, I have several water bottles and I will totally let you borrow one. Or five. Hydration is a good thing but I worry about you trying to jog and balance an open Styrofoam cup of water in each hand. So remember: shirt, water bottle. Kthnksbai!

Obviously, if this is my biggest worry in our (relatively) new neighborhood, then things are sweet. After the last place we lived, I will absolutely take sports-bra clad AARP members creating hazardous driving conditions any day. More on that later.