Happy Mothers' Day!
So since I am a complete geek, I have given a lot of thought to the placement of the apostrophe in Mothers' Day/Mother's Day. All the greeting cards have it before the S, which makes it singular. One mother. But it's a day for ALL mothers, no? So I have decided to launch a one-woman protest, in which I will wish multiple mothers a happy day! And when the time comes, I will strike a similar blow for fathers everywhere.
Anyway, that's my stand. I wish my mother, my sister, my cousins, and my friends who are mothers a very happy day filled with relaxation and, if there is any justice, cake.
I have had a good and kind of crazy weekend so far. Yesterday I drove to Las Vegas, stayed for about 10 hours, and then drove home in the middle of the night. I went to catch part of Grapplers Quest (a grappling tournament circuit--and I'm not even going to deal with the apostrophe problem with GQ; I'm just leaving it out and referring to the event as GQ from now on) and see some friends. It was lots of fun to be there and see people, but as I mentioned, I am a complete geek, so it may not surprise you to know that the actual 8 hours I spent in the car were highly enjoyable as well. I have been feeling a bit of wanderlust, as I have mentioned, and to have some time in the car to think and listen to good music (and to rediscover public radio) was really energizing. I think summer is just the time for me to travel, keep things simple and light, and flash back to my vision quest. Even if I take off for a couple hours, there are plenty of places in the LA area that it would be fun to explore and that I never bother to check out because I'm in a sweaty gym east of LA or in a sweaty gym west of LA.
Anyway, so it was a fun trip. Some good matches too. And Vegas is always comedy gold.
In other news, I must share the brief text exchange I had with Steve72 about the Annie, one of the CrossFit "girls" (workouts named after women the way hurricanes are--they are supposed to wreck you, like a hurricane. Other workouts are named after fallen soldiers, which I think is a nice gesture). The Annie is 50-40-30-20-10 reps of double unders (pass a jumprope under your feet twice with each jump--much harder and more taxing and jouncy than it sounds) and situps.
Me: I did the Annie today. PRed, but note to self: Ensure that bladder is completely empty before double-undering.
(BTW, "PRed" means I got a personal record--did it faster than I ever have before.)
Steve72: Try it with external genitals.
Me: No thanks.
So today I'm working on my proposal, which is coming along, I think. Have I used the tartlets example from that Friends episode? I think I have. Jon Lovitz is a food critic who comes to the apartment to taste Monica's food. He is stoned. Monica feeds him onion tartlets. He picks one up and says, "Tartlets. Tartlets. Tartlets. The word has lost all meaning."
That's kind of how I feel about my proposal. I don't know if it makes any sense anymore or is funny at all (which is what I'm really concerned about) because I'm too close to it. Well, I guess that's what critical friends are for.
More later. For now, happy day to ALL the mothers out there! Not just one.