Teeny Tiny

So I’ll be joining Kent in Boston by the first of July. The apartment is really small with no storage. I mean, there's only one small closet that can hold a hanger.

Fortunately I’m not a pack rat. I find it almost fun in a weird way to just purge things from my life. I’ve had a couple of pangs letting some things go (my wedding dress, for example) but for the most part, I realize they are things, they don’t define me and really truly I won’t have room for them anyway.

It is a lovely dress, though. I felt like a complete princess walking down the aisle toward Kent. And I'm so glad I was able to wear this dress on such a special day. My mother-in-law is taking the dress to a consignment store in Tulsa that specializes in wedding clothing, so perhaps some other woman can feel as special as I did and not break her wedding budget to do so!

Dear lord

I'm running a 5k, which is no big deal. The elevation change is kinda harsh . . . it's almost 200 ft in elevation change.

Sweaty girl

I ran four miles this morning in Boston, where it's pretty humid today. This run was my second run here and I figured it would be a more typical run in terms of traffic, and other runners--I ran on Sunday which is already a different sort of day plus it was a holiday weekend.

What I noticed the most today (aside from the flatness of the run) was that I was the only person running without some sort of MP3 player. I don't understand running with music--I want to hear the traffic so I don't get squished, and I tend to always run in tempo to any music I hear, and that would really bug me.

I wish I understood the allure of running with music.

Who knew?

I'm in Boston for the Memorial Day weekend, and it's been pretty warm. And WINDY. I thought perhaps I'd returned to Kansas somehow. But no, as we got blown around the city today, the historic sites were still those of Boston.

Anyway to return to the title of this entry--even after knowing my husband for nine years, and being married to him for going on five years, well he still manages to surprise me. He's always had an interest in photography (you there, quit rolling your eyes, he does and he's pretty dang good). Well he's set himself a challenge before he will allow himself to invest in expensive camera equipment: he must take a picture a day, for a year.

So far, so good. He's even set up a blog about it (far less wordy than this one is). Check it out.