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You know the mornings where you pour the orange juice on your cereal instead of milk?

Kind of like that.

I noticed that Carl had found a different lid to put on our kitchen compost holder. Instead of the flat lid that had once been the top of a feta cheese container (on top o f the bottom of a feta cheese container), the compost now bore the Sabra humus lid, with its distinctive red edge.

I mentioned my surprise that it matched the size.
Carl responded with an, “Oh, no.” Or something similar, and retrieved the humus from the refrigerator.

Always good to start the day with a little comedy.

Some days I feel full of energy.
Today, about an hour ago, I felt OMG old.

I need to get my butt (and other parts) in better shape to do what I want to do.

Maybe later I will put in a more youthful comment.
Or maybe now – like, even though I felt twice the age of the players on the other team, and probably was, I was out running around. No complaints.

Carl showed up to watch and played goalie for the second half.
He does not like to join in usually, because he can not do it on a regular basis.
But we were really short, and did not have a “real” goalie.
No game on the line, so he stepped in.
It was great fun to watch him do his thing. He has not lost much even though he has not played for several years now.

6.5 miles.
Let’s start with the important news.

We got up at a reasonable time, coffee, paper, and out the door.
The walk was to go through the University Street Fair.
This is the first of the many street fairs throughout the city, and the one closest to our house. It used to be quite large, but has shrunk about 1/2 in size over the past 20 years. Still, it was sunny today and we actually made a few purchases. One vendor had some beach glass jewelry that I found intriguing, but I did not spend at that booth.

Rey – I did get my Elephant Ear, which I shared with Dad. Miss you.

The walk included about 6 miles before the street fair including a brief walk through greek row (bud light was the first beer can we saw), down the 45th Street viaduct – scheduled to be demolished and replaced over the summer, through the UW sport field area to the Montlake Marsh and Cut, into the Museum of History and Industry (MOHAI), an attempt at the Arboretum Foster Island trail – where we turned back due to high water (wimps), instead went along the south side of the Montlake Cut to its terminus and back up through the neighborhood, across the Montlake Bridge (again), around the hospital, to University Way and up the hill through the Street Fair and home.

Vacation 1 – booked, more or less.
Plans are a bit fluid, but the important first day items are identified.

Mileage = 1 mile at lunch
30 minutes on the bike post work.

Working on vacation stuff seems like a chore.

Perhaps I should not have been so into my walk yesterday that I promised to post mileage.

1 mile

at lunch

Way too much work being done today. Not that I begrudge my 8 or so hours at work. It is those after work I find myself begrudging.

After work I did a little more work.
Then I felt like I needed some exercise and Carl obliged me with a walk.
It is so nice that is stays light until almost 9 around here now.

Sometime in our early days in Seattle we bought a book called Footloose in Seattle.
It is dated 1963, with the third printing in 1973.
We moved here in 1984.

The walk was about 2 miles to reach the rock.
A few Seattle hills, but not too many.

And then we found the rock.
It is an erratic.
Not quite as big as the one off the Birch Point loop road, but pretty good size.

Another 2-1/2 miles and back home again.
This was probably my first true training walk.
That is as in – I have to go out and walk because I must train.
It has to start somewhere – being conscious about making the effort.
I will try to post mileage – if only as an incentive to myself.

First – Happy Mother’s Day to my mother. I did not manage to make the phone call, but it was a busy day.

Started off nicely with breakfast in bed. Omelet, bacon, croissant, melon and blueberries, and coffee.
And the newspaper.
Spent my time enjoying these bits until I had the opportunity to speak with Doris, my mother-in-law. We had a nice chat.

Then roust my own child. A bit later (after the crossword) off to the Mariner’s game.

The Mariners have lost 8 games in a row. Every game of the home stand so far.
But it was sunny today, and warm if you were in the sun. And it was Mother’s Day. And the game was well attended.
And the Mariner’s won. The last game of the home stand, and they won handily. Josh Wilson almost hit for the cycle.

Which would have been amazing because it doesn’t happen very frequently. It did not happen. But on this day the Athletics Dallas Braden  pitched a perfect game against the Rays. Because it was Mother’s Day, many major leaguers were using pink bats, and generally trying to draw attention to the fight against breast cancer. Dallas Braden lost his mother to cancer when he was a high school senior.

I digress. After the baseball game. Immediately after, Ashlan & I dumped Carl by the side of the road (really close to home) and took off for our soccer game. It was a hot game with no substitutes, again. After the game Ashlan helped me stretch, and then one of her toes kept going out of joint. Se we finally left the field – I thought we had tied 1-1. I was corrected – we actually won 2-1. This is how much we care about the final outcome.

Anyway, after the game, dinner time. Carl had been going to get something special – but took a nap instead. Which worked out well because we got to go out to dinner. It was delicious. And Ashlan has enough leftovers for lunch tomorrow.

But I did not get to call my mother, and it is way to late now. So – HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY – MOM. LOVE JAY

Just when you think your life has slowed down a bit, it speeds up.
That is with respect to how much time you have to consider doing nothing.
(Whether you do something or nothing is not the point, just that you have the potential for doing nothing.)

Then of course you must define what “doing nothing” looks like.
For me – let’s start with it doesn’t involve anything that could be written on a calendar.

So – the little one is home, the baseball season has started, work has picked up.
From my vantage point, I think the economy is starting to come back.
Builders are getting ready to build this summer – which means more work for me to help them get started.
Plus some major projects due
Plus reviewing about 30 resumes to replace our head honcho …
Plus it is a Mariner homestand, and 2 soccer games in 2 weeks … plus playing soccer.

So – last night I did not have tickets to the Mariner’s game, just Ashlan and Carl.
I got home, it was still sunny (been a while since we had sun).
So – I had the chance to do nothing.

But, the grass was about 5 inches tall in the back yard since I did not mow last weekend. So – I mowed the grass. One less thing for the weekend. It wore me out. Or more likely, put the last nail in the I’m worn out coffin. So I went inside, ate a bit, watched a bit of old TV on the computer, and went to bed.

This weekend we have 2 baseball games, 1 soccer game to watch in person, 1 soccer game to play in person, a family of friends in from out of town (with several of their other friends – and not staying with us this time), house work (maybe), getting a rental car and hotel together for a June vacation, and 20-30 resumes to review. Oh and Mother’s Day to celebrate…

It is definitely busier today than last month.

BC Place, home to the 2010 Winter Olympics, is getting a new, $443.5 million retractable roof — the world’s largest for a domed stadium. The stadium’s old air-inflated roof required 16 fans to keep it afloat and cost hundreds of thousands of dollars a year in electricity.

Deflated fans