Perhaps another reason I can't sleep is the fact that I smoked with dad tonight. We don't do that often, but tonight I was up for it. I made a wonderful dinner (if I do say so myself) and ate a lot of it...plus a few truffles afterwards, too. I felt a little gluttonous after that.
I just can't wait to put on my helmet and gloves and go riding! I'm a little afraid of the hill now and I might have to go all the way around the house to avoid having to stop and make that left turn at night. I don't want to repeat the first rear-ending.
Today is Shelly's birthday so I think I'm going to go spend some money and buy her a huge bouqet of flowers. She deserves it; she's a cool lady.
I started running again--only because I think I'm going to be participating in a 10k race in two weeks and I want to be able to keep up with my friend. Actually, without sounding like I'm bragging, I don't think I'll have too much trouble keeping up. But. We'll see. My legs are sure sore and my abs and back are feeling the pressure as well.
Dad is doing exceptionally well. On the other hand, Grandma is doing terribly. Dad and I wonder if she'll last this year. She surprises us most of the time, though. I just worry for her. I think tomorrow I'll go and see how she's faring--and I think I'll be bringing her to the doctors.
I feel as though I'm ranting...barfing up all the stuff in my head so that I can catch a nap!