Thursday, October 21, 2010

What a Stink

Back in my teen-aged years, I remember getting magazines meant for teens, that were full of samples of perfumes. Every 20 pages or so would have a card-stock insert screaming, "lift here for ____" or " rub here for _______".  Back in those days, I thought it was the coolest thing. The only scent my mother ever bought for me was Luv's Baby Soft (remember that?!) and magazine samples let me be bold and daring. I'd rip them out and save them in a drawer in my nightstand.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

October is for Pumpkins

After getting back late last night from Dover (I'll do a post about the band show later today), it wasn't too hard to convince myself to get back into bed at 5am after shutting off the alarm. The phone woke me up at 7:45am, and at first I was startled to see the sun. When you get up at 5am in October, it's typically pitch dark out. In fact, at 6:45am, it's still pitch dark out. The darkness, at both ends of the day, is something I struggle with every year. It messes with my running schedule, it messes with my mental well being, and it makes me tired.