Today I am pretending to be a runner. I have my runner t-shirt (left over from my sorority days when we sponsored a fund-raising 5k) and spandexy shorts (bought when in Hawaii and about to embark on ATV tour that would surely ruin my nice shorts). I look like I'm serious about running. Couldn't be farther from the truth..
I have two quick things to say. Maybe three. First, I'm starting to believe that I love living in the city for reasons that few if any of my twenty-something brethren share. I don't love the night-life or the trendy stores. I don't love showing off my "business woman" wardrobe and pointy shoes (because I find that whole thing a little silly). I guess I just like the atmosphere, the options of things to do in walking/public transport distance, the beautiful architecture. I'm telling you, I skipped my twenties and jumped straight to 30.
I know some of you get bored by my cat talk, which I haven't engaged in for a long, long time. But I'm FINALLY having some luck with my "people hating" cat. For all these months she's been so afraid of me and anyone else that I couldn't touch her. Gradually I've been able to touch her back, but only when she's on the move (sitting/laying she still runs for her life when i approach). Anyway, yesterday I touched her head! And she didn't run. It was so exciting. Plus, this afternoon she rubbed against my leg. This is huge! I guess it doesn't seem all that great to you guys, but I'm finally getting somewhere.
Last, has anyone else noticed that it seems like the "blogosphere" is populated mostly by women? Every man who blogs seems to have numerous women commenting/flirting with him (or really, any man who seems to hold a tiny bit of intelligence and has gotten their blog out there). It seems a little unfair. Where are all the intelligent men who can string a sentence together and why aren't they blogging?