Dastardly Duo of Destruction

Upon my return from the gym this morning, I encountered Benjamin in an agitated state, rifling through his school bag. When I inquired as to the difficulty, he replied that he couldn't find his gym membership card, and had been looking for it for the last 10 minutes. Since the last place either of us had seen it was on the bookshelf that Creamsicle uses as her bridge from the living room to the rest of the house, I became suspicious. My initial thought was that she had knocked it off sometime in the last day, and Miikka, ever willing to destroy found objects, had taken his teeth to it. And what do you know, I was right. After Benjamin left for the gym, and I promised to keep looking, I found the card, or what was left of it, on the porch.  Miikka must have carried his trophy out with him at some point when we weren't paying attention. He was in and out so much last night, that it would have been fairly easy for him to do.

Blergh

I didn't watch or listen to the State of the Union last night (would have had to stick the TV antenna out the window to get a signal) - I can't stand all the applauding and all the meaningless political rhetoric. So I have nothing to say about that.

I didn't go to the gym this morning, because I am fighting a cold and decided that an extra hour of sleep would do me more good than going running. Since I made it to work, after feeling like I might not when I went to bed, I guess that strategy worked. But it throws my whole morning pattern off when I don't go in. I am generally a morning person, which for me means that I am awake and functioning as soon as the alarm goes off, but I have found that going to the gym greatly helps my attitude and ability to think straight too. No surprise there, I guess, since there have been plenty of studies and anecdotal evidence that exercise helps brain function. Anyway, when I don't go to the gym - like on weekends - it takes me a lot longer to get moving and feeling normal.

The sun is out and it is Wednesday. I have a job and a house and a loving family. So I guess all is right with my little world (apart from the nose blowing and coughing...)

Nap please

I think naps ought to be a part of every working day. Yes sirree, a nice little nap - I could have a pillow and a blanket in my desk drawer and just stretch out under my desk for 20 minutes after lunch. Sounds good to me. Too bad America is all about "productivity" instead of making work enjoyable.