I love summer. Not just for the weather, but the months of
June and July where there is a spectacle of the best sport ever to be played.
(Well every 4th summer there isn’t… that’s a sad summer) Soccer. The
Women’s team is my absolute favorite. They, unlike the men, win games and meet
expectations. Gold medals galore…. And no World Cup Trophy. It’s the one thing
they don’t have… and at this rate the one thing they won’t win. Monday’s game
was torture… I was pacing, stress eating, and was yelling at the tv. It was
ugly soccer. Uncreative soccer. Big names who need to show up weren’t present. The
flat, un-dynamic 4-4-2 is struggling in its uncreative attacks. Predication
after last night’s game? We will limp by and win against China (if we are
lucky) and then lose in the semi’s. Unless, of course, they start to echo the
USA team of old… with exciting, creative soccer that builds from the midfield.
I never ever get political in this but… one thing. Why is
keeping the confederate flag flying in South Carolina (or any state for that
matter) is even a DEBATE. Republicans politicians are dancing around the
subject of the flag so they don’t lose half of their voter base. Goodness, just
say what you think. Politics are ridiculous. After watching John Oliver and
VICE every week… Im realizing how unfair stuff is. And ridiculous! (seriously…
check these shows out. It’s infuriating). It makes me want to be Ruler of the
World. I think I would make an excellent dictator. Imagine if a politician was
honest and didn’t care about how much of their “supporters” they were
offending? It would be refreshing. (again… I would be the best dictator ever)
Rusch 2024 J
I keep saying this… I know I do. But I would REALLY like to
have all of my stuff. I wanted to watch Pride and Prejudice last weekend. In NY
and not on Netflix. I wanted to watch Love Actually… In NY and not on Netflix.
I actually wanted my French horn this past weekend too. Goodness it is
frustrating. My copies of East of Eden, LOTR, and Pride and Prejudice are
sitting on my bookshelves at home too.
My morning runs stink. I have no energy in the morning. I
run by green lawns and dream of just laying down and going back to sleep. The
1.5 miles is pure torture, but when I run at night 2.5 isn’t all that bad. I
can’t figure it out. I think it’s a water issue… but idk. Still working on it.
I can’t wait to raid the soccer fields at the school! I have decided that
driving around to the school is a safer option… and will have a higher success
rate!
I think Im going to have trouble keeping up this exercise
schedule. Actually I know I am. Im a quitter when it comes to this. I’ll admit
it. When I played team sports I had to be faster and better then everyone. (or
at least try) I was motivated… score the most goals, steal the most bases,
dribble the fastest, make the best runs and see the field the best. (I also
wanted Player of the Year, but lost by a vote. Im still mad at that. Probably
time to let that one go!) Only this allowed me to practice hard, stay later,
and work on days off. Now… it’s just me. I can’t push myself. I need Palmer to
yell at me. I need someone to keep me accountable. I need a goal to work
towards otherwise when I don’t want to go for a run, it is very VERY easy to
say “no harm if I don’t”. At the moment I am bribing myself with new workout
clothes. $2 each day I get out of bed early and run. Blah. Not sure how long
that bribe will last.
Another item on my list is actually cooking myself meals. I
looked up all of these recipes and got all of the stuff… and have forgotten to
take the chicken out of the freezer all week. Fail. I have gotten 2 of the 3
steps done. (1. Plan. 2. Shop. 3. Cook) It just happens that the step Im
missing is pretty important. Maybe next week?
I can’t believe that I am saying this… but…. Wait for it…. I
kinda miss Ashville Days. (Cue burst of laughter from everyone) The fireworks
are the BEST and the garage sales stink, but there is something fun about
wandering through crowds to look at crap, avoiding lawnmowers getting ready for
the big race, and stray dodgeballs. Every time the Ashville Days day rolls
around, I think of holding the newest Harry Potter book (that I had been
waiting for all morning by standing in the dining room window staring intently
at the mailbox) and being completely engrossed when there was a knock on the
screen door. Although I am extremely grateful that my friends had trekked out
to my house to get me for garage sales shopping, I was so SO mad at my mom for
making me go. All I wanted to do was stay in the chair and binge read Harry
Potter. Pretty sure that the only reason I had friends sometimes was because I
had a social mother who wouldn’t let me blow off my friends for a book. Dad
would have let me read….
Its baseball game weekend in Houston on Saturday. It’s the Yanks
vs. the Astros. I can’t name a single Astro player in the history of the team,
but Im cheering for them. I have a shirt and everything. I have this rule…
cheer for whatever team that is playing the Yankees.
I sent my email to UT to inquire about their program. I am
now obsessively checking my google account. Even though my phone will alert me
of a new email… it’s pretty sad actually. I can check something off of my list
though! Making so much progress already! #rockingit If he says that UT will be
a good fit, it will be time to spend $$$$ on books and rock the stupid GRE. Third
time is the charm right? (I went to London partly because they didn’t need the
GRE’s…. that’s how awesome I am at this test)
One awesome thing about working from home is the impromptu
dance parties that I can break out into. Pretty sure Watson hates them because
he is usually abruptly awaken from his nap. They are so fun and it helps get me
through my day. Today I am in the office... so I cannot get up to “shake it off”.
(Although I do jive in my chair) Instead I decided it would be a good idea to
close my eyes and listen to my song. Yeah… I had a human hovercraft and I
jumped out of my skin when I opened my eyes. Goodness….
Im from the country…. I went to school in Panama. Im used to
country smells and don’t mind them. Last night was pretty gross though. I came
tearing down the driveway… anxious to be home from sitting in traffic on 410. I
noticed a rather large cow patty but it was 1. Too late to avoid it 2. Usually crusty
and rock like. Not this time. It splattered EVERYWHERE. There is cow ALL over
my car and it stinks. Literally. Lucy literally stinks. After the Houston trip
this weekend…. She is going through a carwash.
Some narcissism for the day… How adorable was I???! J
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