I feel like it is time for some updates of randomness.
Patrick decided he is going to do Run or Dye with some men from the church. He is going to the gym with me today for the first time. Jeter may become orphaned later this September.
On a Run or Dye note, training is, well, going. I did previously think that I would die, but I am almost to our team’s goal of doing the 5k in under 40minutes. Now, to do it outside. I hate the elements. Just saying.
I am actually starting to enjoy running. * Mind blown! *
Patrick and I went out on a date night last week. His birthday is later this month, but we had a family party while we were home recently and everyone got him Chapter’s gift cards, so we went on a Chapter’s/Starbucks date during which he spent all of the gift cards. It was exciting. We even got a couple books I will read too.
While on this date night, we bought the fabulous card game, “Squarrels.” I had bought this for a Yankee Swap a few years ago with our small group and it provided us with endless hours of semi-violent entertainment. The Child and D were over last night and we played our new game and it had a similar result (poor Jeter nearly had a stroke with all the table slapping and yelling).
Yesterday, we went to our favourite beach for one last swim. Interestingly, the water was probably as warm as or warmer than the air. The waves, as usual, were epic and the beach was pleasantly empty (because not many people decide it is a good idea to go swimming in September).
On Labour Day weekend, we went to L&C’s trailer again. There, we had Mountain Dew as a beverage option. Now, I have never been one to drink Mountain Dew (at least not as an adult). We discovered that the stuff can make you crazy. I was a giggling fool for most of the night. We then decided that this will be our beverage of choice when we finally attempt to play “American Drinking Game” like on the show New Girl as our beer substitute because we just don’t actually drink that much.
I found out that the research assistant who helped with the first part of my project failed to send out a chunk of surveys making that chunk data kind of, well, missing. I am unimpressed by this fact. It means that I may not be able to look at the long-term effects because it likely has screwed up how the study was powered. On the bright side, I still have lots of useable stuff, just not in the same way we planned.
I went to a research meeting where I discovered the above. The supervisor from my department couldn’t make it, so it was me and the other researcher. She called me Diane the whole meeting. Not sure why. But, I didn’t correct her the first couple times because I thought I misheard her, or that it was a one-off thing. Then, when she kept doing it, it was past the point of it being okay for me to point it out. So, I spent the hour as “Diane.” She emailed me immediately following the meeting and called me Trish. Guess she figured it out. Whoops.
I have a new obsession with playing Spider Solitaire. I blame my Research Methods course and my Mother. The first has been really boring. The second has a similar addiction that introduced me to the game with our first Windows XP desktop back in high school.
The coffee place at the market at the hospital on Friday did not have lids for their coffee. So, I had a giant coffee filled to the brim that I then had to maneuver back into the building and up two flights of stairs and down a hall. I was covered in coffee by the time I hit my desk. The Child pointed out I should have a thermal mug for these occasions (I did… It got lost in the hospital, so now I am back down to one). I realize in retrospect that half the problem would have been resolved had I taken the elevator.
Fall is coming. I love Fall. I hate the cold. Last night was the first night I had to crack out an extra blanket.