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If you're a large woman in America, your whole life is an opportunity to feel self-conscious, embarrassed, resentful and way too big. You can hide in the corner or on the couch, you can go to therapy, or you can put on your lycra bike shorts and get out there and move.
—Jayne Williams, Slow Fat Triathlete

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February 21, 2006

into the wild permalink

Inside the Book Box
This is not my house, thank you very much
I finally was able to release Daphne back into the wild this morning. She was ready to go, and I admit, having a cat locked in your only bathroom can be entertaining for a couple days. But at some point, it wears thin, and it did.

My weekend was good. I did a buttload of knitting, Sweetie did some driving around so we could explore (and I could knit), and we had a couple of great meals that have reminded me of the potential of a charming dining experience at any price. Nice.

I did do a little decluttering, though nothing substantial, and I haven't set foot in the basement. I did take pictures though, and that was sobering. Maybe I'll post them when I hit the after stage? Or, maybe not.

Last night, we were sitting in the tavern a few feet away from our house (or so it seems), waiting for some of Sweetie's coworkers to show (they didn't). I had brought my laptop to work on an entree for the guide. A guy comes up, and asks if we're rating our beers—you know, if that's why the computer is here. We had a good laugh at that, chatted about it for awhile, and then decided we'd start a beer blog. Not there's anything there yet, and who knows when I'll be adding to it, but it's a nice excuse to drink some beer.
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Megan ran a half and Richard a whole marathon Sunday at Freescale in beautiful Austin, TX. Damn, they both did so good! I was thinking about them Sunday.

Posted at February 21, 2006

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