ahhh NY Times. Do I have a story for you. You really should have consulted with me before writing this story on "neighborly competition" that seems to have been a lot more friendly in your article than it was (and still is) in my building. Once it is all complete, I will share the entire story with all of you. Which includes a psuedo-celeb (very pseudo, more of a struggling celeb I would say) and a very irresponsible building management company. Or perhaps I will spare you of the trauma that is certainly more dramatic in my mind that it would be for others.
On other notes:
I've been watching some of the Olympics, and is it weird that I get a little emotional? I am quite possibly the least patriotic person in the United States, but when I saw the Americans making their way around the track at the opening ceremony I felt very proud. Proud of people I don't know. And proud of a country I don't necessarily feel proud of all the time. I was moved. And don't get me started on the national anthem. That melody tears me up every time. Maybe I'm less so patriotic, more so emotional.
I've become a fan of Tori Spelling and her husband, Dean something-or-other. If you watch that show, you will know that they're kind of funny. Maybe just to me? I teared up a bit when watching that show, too, when Donna Martin - whoops I mean Tori - was about to give birth.
Oh my god, I almost forgot to share - I climbed my first mountain over the weekend! Mt. Ajax. Elevation 12,800 feet. Plus or minus a few hundred. It was crazy. So challenging. The worst part though was coming back down. The knees! So bad for the knees! And the next day I had to run six miles for half-marathon training. I probably didn't plan that one very well, but in the end, it's done. And my hips are sore, I have shin splints on the outside of my right shin, and oddly I feel like I have tennis elbow.
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