Friday, July 30, 2010

gone, baby, gone

On the way home from my long (and by long, I mean looooooong) run this morning, I thought of a clever little item for the blog today. Now, it is 30 minutes later and, poof, it is completely gone from my brain. Sorry. I'm pretty sure it was great, I just don't know what it was. I'm going to scrub bathrooms in my running clothes and try to remember. Maybe you will be super lucky and I will remember and post it on Monday. Or not. Either way, have a lovely weekend and if you live in my neck of the woods you should definitely check out the work of up-an-coming artist Julie Price at Bohemia Healing Spa in the Delano District for Final Friday. She's pretty great.

3 comments:

Emz said...

I loved this! I do my best thinking while running. It the remembering part that stinks. ;)

How far was the run?! How'd it go?!

Malea said...

Oh good gravy. I can totally relate. That's why I don't blog as much anymore; because the pulitzer prize winning stories and sonnets all drive into my brain, take a potty break, then travel to their final destination into nowhere....

3StinkyBoysAndMe said...

That happens to me all. the. time! Ugh! : )