Am I the only one who thinks that daylight savings time is a funny animal? Spring forward, fall back, extra sunlight, less sunlight, some countries do it, some countries don’t. In the end, I can’t fight the daylight savings time laws. I just go with the flow. So last night before bed, I fell back.
Ja, Germany falls back one week before America. I know not why. I may complain about DST, but I wasn’t complaining about that extra hour of sleep! In addition to enjoying an extra hour of sleep last night, I had a great weekend. We started by seeing Argo on Friday night.
That’s right, I saw 2 movies in one month. This is unprecedented! I never go to the movie theater that often! I really liked Argo, a lot. (It’s the true story of the so-called Canadian Caper – the rescue of 6 Americans trapped in Iran during the Iran hostage situation under the guise of making a movie. Excellent 70′s/80′s clothes and hair, well acted, suspenseful, well done. Go see it!)
You already know that we woke up to snow yesterday. Not everyone was thrilled to see the white stuff on the ground, but Geronimo and I were both ecstatic about it.
After he got in lots of play time, we holed up inside where it was warm for a while. Stephen went to work carving a pumpkin. There were many pumpkin-carving steps and each one took so long. (I’m a pumpkin novice, so I had no idea!) I just stuck to observing because Stephen had it on lock down.
After a few hours of hard work and lots of elbow grease, we ended up with a spooky witch pumpkin! (Did I mention that Stephen also made my birthday cake in the morning? Dude was working hard!)
I was in charge of baking the seeds. I don’t know if it was my baking methods or just seeds in general, but neither one of us was crazy about ‘em. But give me a day, I’m sure they’ll all get eaten!
By the afternoon, a fair amount of the snow had melted and the fresh stuff wasn’t sticking. I decided that I wanted to get in one more run for the week, so I bundled up in all my cold weather gear and took Geronimo out for a 2 mile run.
It was so magical to run around the neighborhood while the snow was fluttering down. (I should have worn a hat though – snow in the eyes!) I’m not a huge fan of precipitation during races, but for a quick 2-miler? I couldn’t have been happier. I realized that I feel the most like myself when I run. I’ve been fighting some PCS stress, but my runs keep me sane. There’s just no stress relief like that provided from running.
Stephen went to Frankenstein’s Castle (seriously) for some Halloween shenanigans last night, so we are just taking it easy today. Some lounging, some snacking, some grocery shopping, the usual.
Happy Sunday, y’all!*