Early morning humor

The alarm clock had been set early for Friday and Saturday morning. The alarm clock is on the Husband's side of the bed and he forgot to turn it off last night. I am always quite amused by his inability to comprehend and navigate the clock radio in the wee hours of the morning (say 6 or 7 am). Inevitibly he hits the "nap" button or something and about 20 minutes later the harsh "beep, beep, beep" goes off. This morning he was making quite a racket trying to change the settings after the "music" went off for the first time and I asked what he was doing....after he said "I'm resetting it" I said "IT'S SUNDAY....we don't need to get up!" I'm glad I can find humor in all of this...more importantly I'm glad I can fall back asleep after all that commotion!

Out of Indiana!

The husband had a "new faculty" retreat Friday and Saturday up in New Buffalo, MI, a little lakeside resort town. Because I worked Friday morning (probably could have gotten out of it) and the dog, I didn't go up Friday and he came home that night. I did, however, jump at the chance to go along for the Sat. morning session. YIPEE!!!!!! a morning out of Indiana near Lake Michigan. It was only about 50 minutes away....good to know...and it was funny how the scenery suddenly seemed more lovely the minute we crossed the border. It was a much needed morning away and I even enjoyed the discussion amongst the new faculty about "Research at a Catholic University".

Another dog story

I liked this story about the Bau House Cafe in Seoul, South Korea that I heard on NPR this morning...

Me and Lance

Yeah....Lance Armstrong and I have a lot in common. We both were on sports teams named POSTAL and wore yellow jerseys. We're the same age. We know more about chemotherapy drugs than the common person (more than we both really would like to know). AND we've both picked this summer as the end of our big sporting career. He finished out with his 7th win in the Tour de France and I finished out playing with the team that won the South Bend Ultimate frisbee summer league tournament this past Saturday. UNLIKE Lance, however, I've not really been at the top of my game for the last couple years. Oh sure, I'll still play pick-up...but I don't think I want to play tournaments anymore where we play 5 games on hot and humid summer days. The legs just can't take it....because we all know I'm not 15 anymore!