|It's fucking HOT
||[Jul. 17th, 2006|04:44 pm]
|||||"A Bad Dream" - Keane||]|
Dude. It's so.fucking.HOT! I shiver in my office at work, and then I step outside and have a heat stroke. And I can't even get any running in because it's still 90 degrees at 8 o'clock at night. Ridiculous. And I'm too lazy to get my ass out of bed in the morning to run. This ten-miler I'm "training" (and I use that word loosely because let's face it, one good long run on a Saturday doesn't really constitute training) for is going to kick my ass. At least I have two more months to get ready.
It was HOT at the beach this past weekend, but I had fun nonetheless. I haven't been this tan since I was in high school and worked as a lifeguard. It's kinda nice, I don't blend in with my white shirts.
Last night, my family was in town and we all went out to dinner. Everyone got to meet my sister's boyfriend for the first time (except me and my mom, we've met him before) so that was interesting. I like S. a lot, he's a really nice guy, but he seemed really nervous last night. I wonder if he was nervous to meet my dad. I bet most guys are nervous to meet their girlfriends' fathers because they fear the overprotective thing. But my dad is sooo not that way at all. I laugh when I think about it because I don't think I had a typical father/daughter relationship growing up. Not in a bad way at all, my dad was just always really trusting of us and never got protective. Luckily we were good kids and didn't take advantage of that. Anyway, it's always nice to see my family, but it wears me out because they talk nonstop. It's hard to keep up! My sister, her boyfriend, my husband and I are all going out to dinner on Wednesday night. Should be interesting. My husband and her boyfriend are total opposites. As long as they don't start talking politics, I think we'll be okay. Hee. My sister and I are pretty similar when it comes to most things, but in some respects you wouldn't believe we came from the same gene pool. And I love her, but I've learned to let a lot of things go instead of arguing with her. It's so much more pleasant that way. When I was younger, I would push her and argue just to argue. But now, it's not worth it to me to get in a fight with her over something that a)she'll get over in a day or two and b)isn't that important anyway. And that is how we've managed to stay so close over the last few years.
Did I mention that it's HOT?!