Monday, November 15, 2004

Too, too beautiful...

It is the last beautiful weekend of the year, they say. 2 gorgeous days of sunny, crisp weather. The kind where you can still go for a run w/o gloves or a hat (And the 6 other layers I'm gonna be wearing for the next 6 months.) so run, run I did. AAaand I had to work at the nightmare factory which is job # 2, but I digress.

My Best Bud Ssssteve came over on Saturday to sign/notarize some paperwork that J and I need for the rassin-frassin house. I needed paperwork signed by a Notary...I just happen to know a Notary. Kismet. He let us bitch about this whole home buying process which, ultimately, was very kind of him- And for this guy, it's par for the course- I've known him for over 12 years and truly he is a gifted listener. And no, J does not hate you. She thinks you're "adorable".

Sunday, it is official. I'm done raking. I will rake no more, forever.


That night, I met up with my other pal McHard-on for the Queens game. He's gonna be in my weddin', and we don't get to always spend a heckuva lot of time together. So I encourage you all, please go out and touch someone you haven't touched in a while...(Wait, that didn't come out right at all)

Scccrreeeeech- Due to a weird Texas Law (That has since been repealed) A serial killer imprisoned in 1982 COULD get probation in 2006? It's Texas, right? I mean, he only admitted to his crimes and swore he would do it again if he were to be released. (Now, folks- The good people of MI are trying to get the guy on a murder charge. I still think it's frickin weird. How many women is he accused of 86'ing? Over 40? Yeah, I don't think he's going anywhere.)

Peeps, give your love and healing vibes to another "J" (The Godfathers "J", not mine.)
She had an accident which was truly nasty, nasty, nasty. Please, send positive thoughts to her for a speedy recovery.

I'm gonna buy a Santa Suit. Just because. And all will love me in my red, holiday, Santa-liness.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

If you ever find yourself in need of a second string Notary... I'm your gal! I think it's funny, I've got the stamp and everything. I feel so important signing my name sometimes... tee hee... little things in life that make me smile, I'll take 'em!
(tallen)

Portana said...

So P do you know how jealous I am of your run this weekend? I long for weather like that. It was rainy here (suprise). I went for a run yesterday and of course overdid it, so I am off to the doc today to get the hammie checked out. GRRRRR.

My thoughts will go out to J--we fellow marathoners have to stick together. Tell her if you see her I am thinking of her.

Portana said...

Thanks for the advice on the old Hammie. I tried what I can, (ice, then heat, Aleve, rest) but its getting worse, so hence the hightail up to the docs office. Luckily I have good insurance and a few trips to a PT ought to do the trick. Hope to be back to 100% soon. Heaven knows I need to be or I will become really bitc...a real meanie if I dont ;-)

P said...

Crazy. Notaries are coming out of the woodworks. Personally, the only stamp I own says "Faxed" and really doesn't make me feel all that important. (Today, I will NOT validate my existance with a stamp! )

Get better soon Portland. ( Here's to your speedy recovery.) I know how injury related incapacitation can drive you nuts. And that exercise bike never feels as good as running.