This is wrong on so many levels. We love you, Josh!

Me wants dancing lessons.

The plants are confused – they think it is spring. I don’t mind a bit.

There is just no other way to say it – everyone loved Rowdy. His given name was “Rowdy Little Romeo” and that pretty much sums up our little guy. He was as small dog with a fearless heart and a spectacular will to live and love. I want to say more, but the words just won’t flow right now. Rest in peace, Old Friend.

I ran my 41st half marathon last weekend, the Dallas 13.1 Series. Pretty cool to have run as many as I am old. It’s been a crazy week or I would have posted about it sooner, but Peggy and I had a blast not sweating like pigs because it is 112 degrees outside. The run was good too . . . I didn’t start to even feel it until mile ten. Baby steps, Internet People, baby steps.

After the half, I jumped in the shower and headed north to play with my Martini Twin. But this time playtime was called paint the former bedroom and currently new wine room the color of Cabernet Franc. So, not only did I get lower body workout, my arms and shoulders got a workout too. We did pretty awesome if I do say so myself! Daisy approves, it is her new favorite room.

And now that I am finally rid of my gross bacteria, I have e.coli. [Insert big sigh here] [And big glass of wine here]

Cross-posting from TXsharon and Rancho Los Malulos. Hats off to you, Mrs Burns! She received her first federal subpoena for telling the truth on her site.  Why not share the love – so below are the videos Chevron doesn’t like:

Me thinks. So chime in if you know for sure.

Ever look at your wedding picture and think “Wow, was I ever that young and thin? And when did I get all the grey hairs?”

The cooler temperatures and the bit of rain has made for a wonderful display of color. I only wish it smelled as delicious as it looks.

I think a female Blue-Throated . . . but if you know for sure, please let me know.

Yesterday Peggy and I ran the Tour des Fleurs 20k. It took us a while but we each sweated out the toxins and finished the race. Peggy was fantastic and she could have run much faster, but she was a trooper and stuck with me and my colon. She’s nice like that. I’m okay with going slow for the time being, I haven’t even been wearing a watch because my goal is to just get healthy, have fun and finish. Oh, and as always, we stayed true to the stay cute goal. Look how cute we are in our matchy, matchy TDF shirts:

I really wanted to stay longer after the race and check out the Dallas Arboretum, but our shuttle but was heading out. So, instead I’ll let you tour the RS arboretum. I’ve been making stairs. I put my heart rock collection in the top concreted area – because I’m fancy like that.  It’s only three steps, but I’m so proud of myself – it’s like a staircase to heaven. Except, ya know, it isn’t because they are smack dab in the middle of the gas patch . . . but if I hold my breath and close my ears, I can pretend for just a little while. I should totally take up professional staircase making! Stair making outside the gas patch!! And stair making with extra exclamation points!!!!

September has been massively crazy – mostly due to the stupid bacteria my colon insists on hosting. I just finished my 24th day of medication. The 24th day of what could be the most disgusting medication on Earth. Cross your fingers that it is gone forever. [please. please. please. be gone.]

In an attempt to look better, even if I didn’t feel better, I made a trip to play visit with my twin in Oklahoma.  She gave me a new color and cut and we were super cute and super blonde again! Just look how awesome my hair is! I love it. Michelle’s hair is always cute . . . one of those perks of owning a super-cool salon.

The day after I came home from my much deserved playtime with Michelle, my parents arrived. And I can’t believe I don’t have any photos from their visit. It was nice and relaxed and Kenza got another guitar lesson from Grandpa and my mom and I slaved away at the garden.  I do happen to have photos of the work we did, albeit not sunny ones. More photos to follow in a later post.

And then there has been training. And I won’t lie, it hasn’t been easy . . . the air here has been so bad. Thank goodness Peggy and I head over to the trails to do our long runs. This Saturday we are running the 20k Tour des Fleurs. It is going to be so much fun – just cross your fingers for some cool weather.

Thirteen pills a day for ten days. Plus the regular assortment of living the gaspatch five a day pills. Clear liquids for two days. And no fun for RS for what seems like forever.

My colon knows what scares me.

Every now and then I check my stat counter to see who’s been perusing my site (Hi, Good Guys!) and to see how people are finding me through the search engines.  Here are a few of my favorites:

• Spank me and get it over with
• Goldeneye 2006
• Spanked Elves
• Paraduxx Wine Napa Hood
• Rowdy man kit
• Plumjack Cabernet
• Birdie Porn
• They stole my freaking kidney
• Prison Rules Basketball
• I hate pushups
• Get rid of bad gas
• Anti-snake bite books
• Post run diarrhea
• Boot porn
• Post marathon diarrhea
• These dolls are made to play with
• Something in my uterus
• Licking the camera
• Sexually active rowdy porn in the usa
• and my personal favortie- Susana Pornana

Once again, I’m either extremely kinky, or I spend too much time blogging while intoxicated  – you choose.