An open letter to "that" jogger in my neighborhood

Dear older man,

I applaud your consistency with physical fitness.  Obviously you are retired (since you choose to run in the middle of the day when most people are working and/or hiding from the heat), and I think its fantastic that you have incorporated fitness into your routine, because I'm pretty sure when I hit "retirement"  I'll be watching 50 year old reruns of Oprah.

However, I do have one concern-- and that is of your attire.  You see, shiny blue spandex bike shorts have been "out" since the 80s.  Mostly because shiny spandex isn't becoming on anyone.  Also, you wear these shiny blue spandex bike shorts each and every day.  And I am starting to believe that you do NOT own several pairs.  Do you wash them every night?  Do you just (**shutter**) re-use them?  Also, your sweat on these shiny blue spandex bike shorts is painfully obvious, and your particular sweat pattern looks like you may have had an accident around mile 1. 

However, you do look quite tan since you don't wear a top with the bike shorts.  So there's that.

Please, fine sir, take a trip to Academy and see what they have for running these days.  They have some fantastic fabrics that wick sweat from your body.  And they come in non-shiny colors.  And I will be less likely to notice what you are wearing if you aren't wearing something I might have worn as the bottom of my ensemble for 80's dress up day in high school.

Thanks for your assistance in this matter.

Your neighbor

Come on, baby boys!

Two of my friends are (patiently) waiting for their little boys, both of which should be here any second now. Come on, Davis and Drew! Thinking about you Allison and Jenny!

Let's Get [a] Physical

This has been a week of big adult things over here in the Callegari household.

The first time I got sick in Austin, I called the closest place and made an appointment with the first doctor with an opening.  I left that appointment really not loving the doctor and thinking I would probably end up with a WORSE illness than I came in with-- the place just reminded me of an ER.

And since I can get pink eye and strep throat faster than any adult in history, I had a need for doctors several other times.  And I kept going back to the same place just because it was easy.

So now that I have a little more time to plan things, I decided to do some research, find a great doc and go visit him/her while I WASN'T sick, so I would have a place to go when I was.  So I did that this week.  Loved the doctor, got a physical, and found out that I'm Vitamin D deficient.  Otherwise, I'm doing good.

I also made an appointment in June to visit at dermatologist and begin yearly skin inspections to watch for melanoma.  (Can anyone tell me why it takes like a week to get into a normal doctor, but for any dermatologist you have to wait like 3 months?  I have NEVER been able to get in to see a dermatologist during the same month I call).

And then last night Rob and I sat down and wrote a will, a Durable Power of Attorney and are working on a Medical Power of Attorney.  It was a depressing conversation to have, but now we know everything will be take care of for Drew and any future kiddos. 

So I guess doing all of these things willingly and proactively makes me a real adult?

Thoughts from 3:38 AM- Present

1. Seriously, again?
2. Today may be a venti Starbucks day....

Thoughts at 3AM

1. Why am I wide awake?
2. It's hot. (kick off covers) It's cold. (replace covers) Repeat every 2 minutes
3. Rob is totally encroaching on my side of the bed.
4. Is it time to stop sleeping with the pregnancy pillow, seeing as I am no longer actually pregnant?
5. Perhaps losing the pillow would solve the "I am hot" problem.
6. But it actually helps the encroaching husband problem.
7. Is my stomach growling? Seriously?
8. Huh. I guess I am sort of hungry.
9. Note to self- check to see what the DVR is recording at 3AM.
10. What did people do before they had the ability to use iPhones as middle of the night entertainment?

Lent (the Observance, not the gunk) and Housekeeping

Every year I give something up for Lent.  I'm going to be honest, usually it's more of a challenge for me than a deep spiritual thing, but I do usually "give up" the type of things one might give up for Lent.

Last year I disguised a new pregnancy by "giving up" all alcohol.  But I felt a need to truly give up something, so I also gave up fried foods and sweets.  I think giving up the fried food and sweets steered people away from my cover up.  Which (as far as I know) worked.

This year I gave up Facebook.  I was afraid my son was going to think back to his formative years and say "Oh, I can totally identify my mom.  Well, 3/4 of her face.  The other 1/4 was always covered by her iPhone."  So my account is deactivated.  I'm finding I have no time and no OUTLET for all the status updates that pop in my head each day.  I am really considering opening a Twitter account just to let all my thoughts out, but I'm pretty sure giving up one social networking site to join another also defeats the purpose of my challenge. 

So maybe I'll use this as my outlet start blogging more about stuff other than Drew.  Like housework.  Exciting, eh?

The other day I was cleaning out under my bed and pulled out my CaseLogic CD case that I have had since high school.  And thought "I've got time-- why not transfer all of these CDs over to iTunes so I'll have all my music in one place."

Y'all.

I had TERRIBLE taste in music in high school.  Rob would argue that it isn't much better now, but my choices then were iffy.  Here's a sampling of some of the gems I've found.

Pure Disco-- I will confess, the whole album was copied over to iTunes.  It's just generally solid, not-too-raunchy-or-profanity laced, non-children-specific music.  I can see it being way fun at a slumber party later when Drew gets older.  I will also confess that I have Pure Disco 2.

Ultimate Dance Party 1997- Ace of Base.  C'mon N' Ride It (The Train). Macarena.  Heaven to a 14 year old girl.

CenterStage Soundtrack- This CD was, obviously, a necessity.  How else was I supposed to practice all the dances that I memorized from watching and rewinding the movie thousands of times?

JLo- My saving grace here is that she is relevant again because of Idol.  None of her songs made it to my iPod, though.

Tim McGraw- The mullet.  The puffy sleeved shirt.  "Don't Take the Girl."  "Indian Outlaw."  Perfection in 1994.

Mariah Carey- I think I could still sing you every song on this CD.  And I might, because I copied the entire thing over to iTunes.  Some CDs are destined to be classics, even if only in my mind.

(Disclaimer- There was some good music to be found in my collection, but it's much less of an entertaining read.  So we'll go with 80% junk, 20% good.  I'll embrace it.)