My only complaint is similar to the one I had with the last pair ... no good pocket! My last pair had a teeny-weenie, good-for-nothing pocket. This pair doesn't even pretend; it has nothin'. That made it difficult to figure out where to keep a camera, so on today's run, I simply blew off taking it. Shorty pants weather is, by far, the shortest stint of wondering what to wear, so I saw no need to be annoyed by the lack of pocket, and I moved on with my morning (which later included getting another pair of the same shorty pants, so I guess I wasn't that annoyed.).
Of course, before leaving for the run, I caught Elly's brand of begging (or, as she would probably call it, "making sure I see her") to come with me:
Looks a wee bit delirious with hope, doesn't she? She's holding back from jumping on me to be seen. Wise doggie ... |
With nothing really going on during the run today (except for the fact that I couldn't get "Can't Touch This" out of my head ... which totally blew because I don't even know the words ...), it was nice to just run with my pooch, knock out the miles, and go on with the day. All that needed to happen was to go out there and do it. And, so I did.
Sorry ... we did ...
"That's right, mommy, we did because we are a great team! Hey, thanks for carrying my poo, by the way." |
Survivor premiers tonight!! SO excited! I found this bandana at a garage sale years ago, and it was the first one Elly ever wore. She wears it every Survivor day that I remember to put it on her. |
She's so pretty! |
How cool is that?! It loves me. |
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