Sunday, March 01, 2015

My Week in Instagram (Week #118)

Another week, another paycheck (literally, Friday was Payday) and another Week in Instagram post. 


Prepping for a 12-mile run.

"Twelve-mile run? When you could be cuddling in bed with
me? Humans are weird."

Lovely morning for a twelve-mile run.

Twelve-mile run: ACHIEVED. Who's a rock star?

ON the walk home, a lovely view of the Sutter Buttes.

So on Friday, I'd parked under a tree in downtown Sacramento.
On Sunday, it was time for a car wash.

The ducks and I NOT watching the Oscars.

I had a post-twelve-mile-run bath, instead. My legs thanked me.


Skirt and boots kind of day.

Tea time.

Bella, flirting.

Me, eye-rolling. I love choir, but damn, some people are
territorial about chairs.

Sometimes autocorrect comes through for me.


My choir room tree is starting to bud.

I spent fourth period running with a freshman PE class.
They kicked my ass, but THEY didn't run 12 miles on Sunday.

Mom's been busy in the garden...

So has Mother Nature.

The Sisters Tortellini.


They see me rollin'...again...they hatin'...

Cutest ring, right? 

Seriously productive day at the Large Suburban High School.

Seen on my drive home.


New choir song.

Got out some old clarinet music and found this direction from
Dr. Burnham. We didn't see eye to eye a lot, but this is
good advice.

State flower.

I really live in a beautiful area. 

This was the original pic I took of the first snake of 2015.
I wouldn't get any closer.

This is the close-up I posted of the above pic on Instagram. It
was happily sunning itself and NOT moving no matter how
much I jumped up and down and looked like a ninny. So...

...I doubled back and added about two miles to my planned walk,
all to avoid a harmless "racer" snake.

Duckie, pondering her life choices.


I had a rough Friday. Thankfully, I've got this dear, sweet girl
to keep me happy.


$44 worth of running fuel. I like to stock up, especially with
a race coming.

We got about five minutes of light rain, but the good news is
the Sierras got SNOW.

Happiness is a new puzzle book, when you're a nerd. : )

I noticed from the house that one of Mom's poppies had opened,
so I went out to get a pic. It's perfect.

So is this one.


Candlelight bath, body oil, BLISS.

The week ahead is delightfully not-so-busy (the weeks after that, leading up to Spring Break, are crazy). But not to worry, I will Instagram the hell out of it all.

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