tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57400877720189781262024-02-20T08:23:27.430-08:00Margot's Personal and Private ThoughtsThese are my personal and private thoughts that are nobody's business but my own, thank you!E. Van Lowehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01939506547605827850noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740087772018978126.post-13796835447911338372009-05-13T15:27:00.000-07:002009-05-13T15:32:46.889-07:00New Shoes<span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#330000;">I just went shopping with Sybil for tennis shoes this afternoon. We need really good shoes if we're going to run a 10K. The shopping was fun. I bought the cutest pair of shoes-silver with pink accents. Now I am all out of excuses for not training. Darn!<br /><br />Honestly, I don't see a reason to run if you are not trying to get away from a monster, or catch a bus. Running for the sake of running is dumb. Isn't it? Okay, Sybil wants to start training on Saturday. I'm thinking I wake up Saturday morning with a raging case of swine flu. You think she'll go for it?<br /></span>E. Van Lowehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01939506547605827850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740087772018978126.post-15256925575551496572009-04-30T08:28:00.000-07:002009-05-13T15:17:24.728-07:00Ten K<span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#330033;">My best friend, Sybil, entered us in a 10 k for one of her dumb causes, but of course I didn't tell her that's what I thought when she said she'd entered us. Instead I said "Yipee." Then I went home and got out a dictionary. For those of you who are metrically challenged--like me--a ten K is 6.2 miles. When I read this I really, really wanted to go over to her house and beat her up. Then I remembered she's my best friend. *Sigh.* The 10 k is in July. We're supposed to start training in a few days. Yeah, right! I need a cup cake.</span>E. Van Lowehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01939506547605827850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740087772018978126.post-81978679142022028472009-04-26T09:32:00.000-07:002009-04-26T09:35:13.291-07:00I WANT CANDY<span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#999900;">Yesterday I found a bag of candy corn left over from Easter. I wound up eating the whole thing. I LOVE candy. So sue me.</span>E. Van Lowehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01939506547605827850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5740087772018978126.post-60012620228264276402009-04-25T06:46:00.000-07:002009-04-25T06:51:39.480-07:00Just Wondering #1<span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, what is baby oil made from? Just Wondering</span>.</span></span>E. Van Lowehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01939506547605827850noreply@blogger.com0