Say Anything.

I've found a bunch of old friends from the single-digit years via MySpace, but I haven't said anything to them. Just kinda curious to see what they look like now. It's really odd realizing that people I only think of as little kids have their own kids who are as old as we were.

I found my hubbys first wife on myspace :lol

:jaw:omg

Rarely, am I ever grateful to be running late, but this morning, I am. I was headed downtown to drop the little'un off at preschool, and I saw smoke billowing up fairly close to where she goes.

This is why: http://bozemandailychronicle.com/articles/2009/03/05/breaking_news/00explosion.txt

They were diverting traffic when I got down there, and the building her preschool is in had been evacuated. that explosion was literally across the street & a block away. Had I not been running late, she would have been there when it happened.
*cries*

Holy smokes, Verity =/ Oh god, bad pun. I'm sorry =x

Wow, that is scary! :hug

Yikes Verity! Hooray for running late, for a change! :hug

The latest reports are saying that no one was killed, or seriously injured thank heavens. It's actually very fortunate it happened today, cause it snowed pretty good last night. The past few days though have been really nice, & when it's nice, *alot* of people walk. Even early in the morning, there's usually alot of people out & about downtown.
This pic was taken right in front of the building where my little one's preschool is (also where my husband used to work before getting laid off, and a bunch of his friends still work)
http://www.facebook.com/home.php?tab=2#/photo.php?pid=30198589&id=1553580078

Here's a better pic of the building's that went up. http://mont.images.worldnow.com/images/9952373_BG3.jpg

and a *before* pic from google:
http://www.facebook.com/home.php?tab=2#/photo.php?pid=30198537&id=1553580078&ref=nf

(if you can't see the pics, lemme know & I'll upload them somewhere else & relink them)

Here's a few other photo's, if anyone's interested.

http://twitpic.com/photos/craigdugas

Yanno.. you always hear about stuff like this happening elsewhere, and it's always so far away, and you don't really put much thought into it. When it ends up happening right in your backyard like that, it almost puts you into a daze, and seems so unreal.
It really is a sad day for Bozeman, the buildings that were destroyed were original, historical buildings.

My head, shoulder, and knees hurt. I want a hug from m'Lady. I'm thirsty, hot, and tired. I want to complain whine bitch and kvetch for another five minutes but the remainder of the Christmas decorations haven't been stowed yet.

I WANNA STOW THEM IN THE FUCKING TRASH!

*cough*

Stowed in the 3x3x25 crawlspace. Which got pretty hot today considering it went up to almost 75. After being 28 yesterday.

At least I have my buddies Marty (McFly), Jack (Sparrow), Prime, and SG-1 to keep me company (the next few songs in my "too loud" playlist).

Blizzards suck :( We keep losing power and I went upstairs to check the front yard and there was this little guy clinging to one of the trees trying to stay out of the wind. Poor thing.

Anyone want a stubborn toddler for the day?

I got my own, who is now obsessed with the electrical plugs in the house. =(

Ick. We went through our cord phase. We're now on the "Shut every door, open every cabinet, pull on the blinds/curtains, and destroy books" phase. LOL

Wait, have you stolen my child? LOL

I shoved a screwdriver in an outlet as a toddler. I clearly remember seeing my black thumb and then the very bright red flesh underneath when the charred skin pulled back. Don't ever drop your guard with those power cords...

To this day, I'm still afraid of electric shocks.

I stuck a bobby pin in an electrical outlet when I was three...the earliest memory I have. All I do remember though is sitting in the dark, and then having my bedroom door flung open and the light flashing on, with my mom and dad standing there. They say they showed up as a result of a blood curdling scream...that I don't remember lol

I just started a new regular gym schedule with a friend from school. In the past, most of my workout partners have had either weight gain or fitness maintenance as their goals. I also tended to lead. It's different this time. I've been out of a regimen for about a year and a half, but my friend is one of those who'll go twice in a day.

Oh God, the torture. Let me just repeat that my past partners have been into weight and cardio at a steady pace. My new partner? He used to be fat. His workouts are geared toward someone trying to burn as many calories as possible. He works out to get cut. Me? I've got a natural single-digit body fat percentage. I get that ripped look as a lucky side-effect of weight gain. So... letting him lead is scaring me.

Our 30 minute cardio warmup started burning at just 2 minutes in, and at the 15 minute mark, I looked like I'd just stepped out of the shower. 2-3 drops of sweat dripped off my face with every step (I kinda wonder how disgusted the girl using the treadmill below me was by that). In the cardio room, they had Zack and Miri Make a Porno as pain distraction. I was totally not prepared to see hanging wang while hunched over and gasping for air.

We did some core calisthenics at a pretty fast pace (I'm more accustomed to high weight, steady pace), and it fucked my shit up. Dizzy? Yep. I stood up to let him have his turn, and he said, "You feel like a man now, don't ya?" Bracing myself to keep from falling, I replied, "You mean woman, because I think I just lost my nuts." I then proceeded to search for them, which apparently distracted a bunch of guys messing with weights nearby.

Somehow I got a second or third wind and we hit the weights for a while, but fuck... I told him as far as I'm concerned, I'm in physical rehab mode (did I forget to mention recently falling about 10 feet while free-climbing and crunching an ankle?), so I might falter here and there. He said he'd go easy on me, but I told him no. I don't want him allowing me to slack off.

I think that gym is dirtier than the facility I used to use near my old workplace. Same chain, but I never walked out of that one smelling like twat just from using the benches. Actually, I never walked out of that one smelling like twat for any reason.

Seriously?

srsly

Yesterday was Catherine's first baseball practice. If y'all remember, I tore her summer soccer coach a new one during a game because he was a fucking dick. Just keep that in mind...

Mike came home yesterday, walked in the door and straight up to me and said, 'Please don't yell at Catherine's baseball coach.'

'What? Why?'

'Because I work with him.'

'Oh. That would be awkward, huh?'

'Pretty much, yeah.'

When I got there the first thing the coach did was ask me if I was Mrs. Hartmann and stepped forward to shake my hand. I shook it with a smile and said, 'Yeah, I'm Mike's wife. He said to be nice to you.'

'Oh, well ok.'

'Yeah,' I said with a knowing smile and nodded.

Life is full of awkward moments, it's just up to you if you want to be on the giving or receiving end of them. =)

Well handled! :cheer At least it sounds like he knows he better keep his ass in line...