I'm pushing two years of solitary living in middle Tennessee. I could point out some good things about living alone but it's really not much fun. I do have less laundry and planning meals is much easier but it doesn't compensate for being an army of one.
There is, however, one good point and I say this with a selfish tongue in cheek. I make chocolate pudding from scratch - milk, chocolate, corn starch and sugar. It is really good and I don't have to share it with anybody. giggle.
I've never read Pudd'nhead Wilson but I've always liked the title. A quick look at Wikipedia told me that Pudd'nhead is thought by the townspeople to be of low intelligence. I've never interacted with townspeople here so they have no reason to believe that I'm not of low intelligence. He's a bookkeeper and his hobby is collecting fingerprints. I don't collect fingerprints but I sure do enjoy my pudding. I'm a modern day pudd'nhead.
I ran a marathon last weekend in Tulsa OK with a couple of my best friends ever. Clea turned 40 on Saturday and had suggested the Tulsa marathon many months ago as a fun way to celebrate. Another one of our dear friends, Stephanie, also joined us for the trip. The three of us have been running together for years so it was fun to get together again. Tulsa is on Route 66 and that was the theme of the event. I was there from Friday until Monday and I really enjoyed the trip.
This was my 18th marathon but it had been a couple of years since I had run one. The newest craze for long distance runners are compression socks that run up to just below the knee. I have dismissed them as a gimmick but Clea swears by them. In appreciation for making the trip, she bought all of us matching pairs of red compression socks. The marathon was the first time that I wore them. They are really tight - they actually feel good. This was the first marathon that I didn't cramp during the run and I wasn't sore at all the next day. I'm a believer. Thanks for the support.
