Running, weird dream and dogs

OK, here are the dogs...they're so cuteChico Pete loves to sleep on my pillow and doesn't like to be disturbed as you can see.

I was supposed to go to spin class this morning but couldn't get up at 5 a.m. because of this weird dream I had, which I'll get to in a minute. So instead, the dogs and I did the standard 3 mile track run.
3:17 miles
33 minutes (slower than yesterday)
10:36 average
7:45 best (again, slower)
335 calories burned.

So I had this dream that I was living in my old apartment. Or a compilation of various apartments I'd lived in.

Chad Vegas, a holy roller high school trustee and pastor here who I've written about numerous times and not in a nice way, came over. He worked for Chevron in my dream. He told me a lady named Genevieve I. Inn was stalking me and to be careful.

I said that was silly. But just then a gust of wind blew open the back door and the doors on my washer and dryer. Strange, I remember thinking, this apartment doesn't HAVE a back door.

I looked her up on the internet and could only find that she was a motivational speaker at some dumb conference.

I went to bed and woke up with a strobe light going off and Genevieve was in my room!!!!

She had short dark hair and was very nicely dressed in a black dress with a business jacket. She was very tall and thin. When she saw I was awake she unhurriedly walked to the doorway where she had to duck because of her height.

I was trying to yell at her, "I see you! I know who you are!!" But in my dream I couldn't wake up enough to get the words out and I remember thinking how I hate that when you can't yell because you're sleeping. Only I was trying to wake myself up into my dream, thinking that was reality.

Larry finally hit me on the shoulder and I woke up.

I went back to sleep and dreamed my crazy cousin and I were in her old bug racing up and down really tall sand dunes at the beach, much nicer dream.

Monday morning run

I did 3 miles, lame, but I gotta start somewhere!

So deets were:
3.12 miles
32 minutes (faster than the last 3 miler last week!)
Average pace 10:38
Best pace 6:45 (I swear I'm not making that up, that's what the GPS said!)
Calories burned 338


Bear mountain as the sun rises. Was a pretty sky.
Smokey looking like he's about to do something naughty, but he didn't cause he's a good boy!

Gals who lunch

This is from November when I went to SF for a conference then swung by Saucilito to visit friends.

I'm lookin' pretty pale and limp haired...I believe I might have been a tad hung over!

Ans and Renee, though, look like their usual fab selves!

Best gift ever

My friend Joe gave this to me for Christmas and I just LOVE it. It's a cookie jar Wells Fargo stage and it's really detailed.

I cleaned my house today!

Housework is the most unfulfilling chore in the world. So I need affirmation which means you have to look at boring photos of my CLEAN house!

The foyer, look at those floors!

Family room. Smokey is in the corner trying to avoid the clean smell.

Family room other direction. Boxcar and Rowdy on their cushions. OK, it's cluttered, but everythign in it is CLEAN. I need a nice rug, easier to clean than sweeping and mopping.

I didn't actually clean the fireplace, other than dusting. I'm just wondering if I should take down the star, a gift from my sister in law. I love it when it's lit, but it looks a little...um...wicken doesn't it? and NO i haven't got an insert yet. Working on it OK?

Clean clean clean!

Another view of clean clean clean! OK, this is boring even me.

Kitchen clean!

Chico wants to know when the vaccuum cleaner is going to stop!

Hmm...clean machine didn't make it to my office!

Whoops! totally out of order

These are from Fresno on my way home from the cabin last week.

I stopped to meet Dave and Alison (my brother and GORGEOUS niece) so I could give Ali her Christmas present which came late.

It's a snow fairy dress that plays music when you twirl. SOOO cute (Ali and the dress)

Sunday river run

I took the dogs (sans Smokey because he can't do too much running) to the river and did 5 miles.

I call this part of the river, on the northside not the bike path, and west of Stockdale Bridge, the "coyote run" because I've seen so many of them out there. I hadn't seen them in a while, but they're baaaaaack.

I caught a glimpse of two of them pacing us about 50 yards away on an open plain. When I got into a part that's narrow and has a lot of brush and trees I heard them. Maybe 3, yipping and howling. They sounded closer and of course my dopey dogs were all excited, which is what the coyotes want. It was an ambush!

I put Boxcar on the leash (he's not smart enough to be scared and has a highly casual attitude toward obedience, like when I call him!) and figured 2.5 miles out was good enough that day!

Safely back in the truck.

The deets:

5.09 miles

54 minutes (ugh)

Average pace 10:38

Best pace 7:45 (probably when I realized the coyotes were stalking us)

Calories burned 538.

2nd ski trip to the cabin, my pass is more than PAID now

The cabin the day I left. Strawberry got more rain than snow in the early part of the storm. That changed!

The lake!

See the cat lights in the distance? It was only a few chairs away, but visibility was almost nothing.

This is day four, I think. You can't tell who these people are, but since I know, I'll tell you it's Bill and Dano at the head of the line (of course, Bill must be on first chair every morning). Then James and Bob closest to me.

This chair ride really freaked me out. It's on Chair 3 and it stopped right over the rocks and a huge gust of wind came up and I was hanging on for dear life!

My pigtails were frozen!

I went skiing alone on Day 2, it was NASTY

The Donkey

Dinner at the cabin

We all went to the Strawberry Inn that night and it was kind of dull until Joe came in and got into a fight with the owner. Good times.

Day one was bright and sunny! Bob finally came up after weeks of threatening to.