the action of anticipating something; expectation or prediction.“her eyes sparkled with anticipation“
MUSICthe introduction in a composition of part of a chord that is about to follow in full.
Today is the day of waiting. You planned, you worked. It’s almost here. but it isn’t here yet.
Anti ci pation!!
The waiting for it. The working for it. The realization it’s going to happen soon!
I truly find my self excited today. I am ready for my race tomorrow. I feel good. I feel rested. For once, I’m not injured and getting ready to suck up the pain.
I’ll be in the second heat tomorrow. Here is a fun link on the course map etc.
A big thanks to everyone!! Can’t wait to share pictures tomorrow.
March is a month of teasing in Kansas. 30 degrees one day. 74 degrees the next day. Thunderstorms and hail that night. If the temp goes up, you know it will plummet down like a bowling ball dropped from Argo Hall.
This week has been no exception. After a long chilly winter, Monday opened up with a 70 degree day. After work I got my Trek out and did about five miles. Except for the Kansas wind, today warmth was even better. 73 degrees beckoned be to do about 8 miles on the Tomahawk Creek trail from Ilan park.
It’s good to come home like a tired dog. Still waiting for the full transformation from winter to spring. Almost there.
Heading into Super Bowl Sunday, we had a pretty busy weekend! Friends over for wine and appetizers on Friday night. Gym, errands, dinner and and theater on Saturday. Sean was the Shoe Shine boy and in the ensemble for BVN’s production of Young Frankenstein, Mel Brooks’ adaptation of the show into a musical.
Young Frankenstein is one of Rob and my favorite shows. The story, the lines, ah sweet mystery of life. Since it is high school, they had parent volunteers help break the sets after the show. So Rob and I stayed late with gloves and helped do heavy lifting. I am so impressed how the schools now strike sets. It is a MASSIVE group effort. None of the crew or cast is dismissed until it’s complete. Those kids ( and parents) worked so hard and fast to dissemble those sets. Everything but some of the standard walls were broken down to parts. Sean went to his first cast party and thankfully arranged for transportation to and fro. He got the first “don’t get in a car with anyone who has been drinking” talk. We’ll come get you. period. just ask.
Somehow getting home at midnight and then crashing to bed, 8 am decided to rear it’s ugly head with a bright icy chilly Sunday morning! Brrrrrrr!!!!!!
A cold morning means a hot breakfast is in order. I use the toaster oven and line a couple meats, like cappricola or proschutto, then add the stuffed mushroom sausage and top with munster cheese. Broil that for a couple minutes while you fry up eggs. Voila yumminess!!!
A good protein break bask is exactly what I needed for my gym exercise today. I had been getting milage in on the electric bikes. Today I moved over to the spinning cycle. 20 minutes on the spinner. about a 1/3 of that standing instead of sitting. Then 20 minutes on the treadmill to do intervals. My jog was more of a walk and my run more of a jog. But in any case it was nice to do the bike then run combo.
Yeah!!! Tired out but happy as a clam!!
Ah Sunday morning. No alarms, no whining to get up, just a little more relaxation and well listing.
After letting the pups outside and feeding them, I tried to go back to bed to get a little more shut eye. Today was not the day for extra dream land sleep. Instead it was a morning for “Listing”. That process we all do in one for or another that gets us from point A to another letter.
My lists come in a couple of different ways.
First: there is the proverbial shopping list. Unless i’ve written it on the list, it will be a cold day in hell (or Kansas) before I remember what I was supposed to look for. This week was stock up on cheap staples at Walmart. I had the list going but I knew there had to be something I was missing. I asked my hubby. Nope. My eldest (& Shopping Buddy) just rolled his eyes and cajoled me. “It’s okay mom, you can’t remember everything”, he chides me. Of course that is the funny thing, I remember so much so many useless facts, but that day to day stuff (you know . . . we need more toilet paper or eggs), may not stay on the front of my brain unless it gets written down.
Second: are my work lists. These are the notes I take in a spiral binder when I am talking to someone on the phone. I learned years ago, that I had to have a spiral or other hard type binder so I wouldn’t loose individual sheets of paper. Steno pads work well, as do those black comp books. But loose papers get lost or tossed and then I have nothing to refer back to. I put an open box next to my “TO DO’s”. Once the box is checked I am confident it’s done. Since the binder is in date order, I can go back several weeks to months to recall those pesky conversations or directions. My teams both love and hate my book. That is, when they start hearing the flipping of papers they “know I’m right” and groan and move on.
Third: are my long term fix it & house to do lists. Unfortunately these are both typed & in my mind. What I know needs to be fixed. What I need to convince Rob needs fixing. And reconciling to what we can afford/actually schedule to fix. Also in this section, is my personal project list. My next art or organization project. My current organization project is all over the ping pong table. Sorting by date/even, organizing, and scanning worthy photos negatives into a digital medium.
Fourth: is our travel list. Where do you we want to go. When & who do we want/need to go with. I’ve got a white board in the studio that we keep adding ideas to. The scuba trip was on it. So is our next trip to Europe and do the WWII northern france & holland trip. I call it my bucket list. But not in the sense I want /need to do soon. More simply they are trips that you can’t do all at once. Logistics. Age. Money. All have to be worked into the formula.
We’ve both been fortunate. Some trips fall into our laps. The kind that you really have to say yes to. An example of this was my work trip to Bangalore, India. Three weeks of work, getting to know new cultures, and seeing some exceptional country side. As I was clueing up photos, I found a couple of my pictures to Mysore. Now, after nearly 6 or 7 years, I can’t wait to go back and visit my new friends and see different parts of their country. High on my list is to get to Karala. Bijoy is from there. The festival pictures he’s sent are fabulous. Also there are house boat excursions. The boats travel along the inlet waters in lush green heaven.
Well enough reminiscing today. Back to my 5th list. or the what do i actually need to accomplish today and get me from morning to night.
- feed dogs check
- make coffee & drink check
- blog check
- do laundry check
- download work emails check
still to do . . . which means it’s time for me to more coffee & get my arse moving.
- take pups to dog park on this lovely 45 degree morning to throw tennis balls
- go to gym for training this afternoon to avoid the “resolutions” and their traffic jams
- finish boy scout accounting
- cook a family dinner
- hang with my handsome hubby
But first some pictures from India & Mysore. Hey!!! I don’t look like that any more!!!