taking a little lunch break here and a break from "real" writing to "fun" writing. i don't have a topic, but random thoughts seem to be a good theme so here goes.

it's the husband's birthday today. he told me last night that his goal is to be in the best shape of his life when he hits 45--just three years from now. bummer. i was kind of planning on letting things slide a bit on my end and just coasting into old age. but i don't want to be one of those couples where people say "wow, how come that hot guy is married to that old bag?" my new plan is to keep the fridge well stocked with ice cream and root beer. the husband can't resist, and perhaps the nightly snacks will counteract with his daily boot camp drills.

the kids. well, they seem to be doing fine. you really don't get a lot out of them about what happens during the school day, do you? standard answers are "good" "nothing" and "i don't remember." little j is happy as a clam (are clams really that happy?) in his multi-age class that combines first and second grade kids. i let him wear his five fake tattoos to school on monday, and they didn't kick him out. so i guess things are good.

big j seems ok, too. again, not a lot of info. the husband says he's made friends with a large, smack-talking jock of a kid on the football team. he was a little worried about big j's association with the kid, since last year the boy told a coach to fxxx off. i say i'm glad big j has a thug on his side. it's always good to be friends with a few bad asses, in case you get in trouble in middle school.

the puppy is growing like a weed. she's not quite potty-trained yet (sadly) but she loves to sleep QUIETLY in her kennel all night long and even goes in there on her own during the day when she needs a little siesta. i can tell the husband is a bit worried about her 8 week old fetching skills. so far, she runs after her fuzzy squeaky toy, shakes it to death, chews on it for good measure, and eventually makes her way back to fetch again, maybe. if she feels like it. and if a shiny object doesn't pass her by.

as for me. i am loving the hermit life. i have been blissfully alone without meetings or a need to see people from 8:30 until 3:15 for three days now. i get lots of work done. i ride my bike. i eat noodles out of the pan for lunch. i blog at lunch time.

yep. life is good.

time to fetch the dog.