What was I thinking?

All day long I have looked forward to getting out into the much anticipated sultry temps. It had been forecasted that the high today would be 42 degrees. Woohoo! I should easily be able to do 5 miles in 42 degree weather.

Apparently I don't understand science very well. A high of 42 degrees does not eliminate 6 inches of snow and ice in an 8 hr period. I figured it would be a little wet...but I didn't realize that if you added just a little color and a little flavoring that you would have the best slurpee ever. We now have 3 inches of pure slush.

The last few hours of the work day my head was throbbing. Fortunately, I have stayed relatively healthy this winter; however, I think my time has come. Everyone at work has had this sinusee, funky, snotty, whooping cough sounding illness that generally lasts 2 wks (minimum). The origin of the throbbing seemed to be my sinuses. Wouldn't that be just great! Temps cooperate and I get the funk.

Even though my head was throbbing I kept telling myself, "tough sh*t, you are going to walk"--when I emerged from my basement ofc and determined the outer world was covered in slush I have to admit I was a bit relieved. After preparing Nate's dinner I have been resting w/ the lights turned off.

Jen tagged me a week ago--to share 5 things that is not generally known about me. My life is such an open book, I can't really think of 5 whole things. I may have to spread this tag over several days.

1)I worked part-time for Market Square Arena as an usher in the late 80's, early 90's. I was serenaded to by Rod Stewart, been greeted by Kenny G & Tracy Chapman, and yelled at by Anita Baker. Apparently she was remorseful b/c she requested to meet me so she could apologize--whatever! Still don't listen to her music to this day.

2)Although I have successfully matched five couples with their soul mates (all have been married in excess of 15 years) I have been unsuccessful in finding my own 6'4 bald man.

3)While working for Peoples Bank & Trust in Inpdls I was working in a branch that was robbed. The teller line was behind bullet proof glass. I was stuck back in a corner running the drive thru window. Did not even know what had happened until I walked into the vault, passed the tellers, and say about 20 IPD officers running in, guns drawn. (It was suspected to be an inside job--w/ the cooperation of the teller directly involved).

4)Climbed up on top of the Indiana Theater (more bird poop than you can possibly imagine).

5)Went on a memorable tour of NYC via the subway. My friend that I was touring with assured me that subway cars were nothing like what you see in the movies. New, well lit, w/o graffiti. As my luck would have it, the car that pulled up to us was dilapidated, windows broken, lights burnt out, graffiti laden. We stepped on and took the train to the next stop, got off to go on to the next stop, instead, ended up on a train that took us back to where we had just come from--repeated this twice. I attempted to ask for help from one of the fellow passengers; however, my friend didn't seem to think that drawing anymore attention to the fact that we were tourists was such a great idea. Fortunately, everything worked out for the best. I will never go on the subway again b/c the stench is enough to kill a person.

My tag will now go out to: Susan, Sissa & Pandy.