So...couple of interesting things...

We're fixin up the Cat House..a house my parents have owned for 28 yrs or so, but have rented out since..long story short...we rented it out to some big cat lady that at one pt in time had 40-70...I dunno cats in it. Needless to say, it's a....poo hole....and....it needs to get fixed. If interested I will indulge you with the long version of the story.

Went to the gym a couple days ago...you all know me...I don't get hit on....EVER. So...here I am stretching (which is a pretty funny sight, cuz I have the flexibility of a dry stick) and groovin to my Pussy Cat Dolls on my MD player...oblivious to any persons that may come within a 2 ft radius (I don't wear corrective lenses to work out so I can ignore ppl...and use that as my excuse). So this guy to my right starts gesturing..and I figure...how annoying, he wants me to move over...so I kinda step slightly aside..and then he points at his ears...and gestures for my to remove my earphones...so I do....getting progressively more annoyed. And he goes...I kid you not "I don't know if this comes as out of the blue to you but...I find you to be really beautiful"...dumbfounded (and face it guys...he was funny looking) I was like...uhhh.... "thanks"....and it gets better...he goes "Do you believe in ESP?"...and I am thinking...this is what I get for not wearing my wedding ring to the gym (I don't want scratches on it when I do weights, ok?!)....and I can't figure out how to get rid of him, so I go..."why?" and he embarks on this story about him being on vacation and waking up before his alarm was supposed to go off..and that must be ESP....and at this pt...I was like...please go away...so I reply...eloquent I know.."I think that's just a coincidence, but nice to meet you. bye." and take off to the opposite corner of the gym into an aerobics studio...I continue to work out...thinking...haha..that was funny...but then...the guy walks into the studio...and all of a sudden it's not so funny anymore...but another person is working out there so I figured..it's ok...but when that other person left...I got freaked and went to the lady's only part of the gym...finished off my workout and decided to call D (who was out for dinner) just in case (I watch too much Law and Order SVU).......go figure...he doesn't pick up the phone...so I figure...I'm just being too paranoid...and walk out of the change rm...and guess who's standing by the door....so I bolt back into the change rm...and thankfully get thru to D and then practically run out the gym. Freaky huh?!

Alright...that's enough story for now....here's a boarding pic...it's D's cool coworkers at Devil's Glen, a privately owned hill/country club ski hill..fancy schmancy, I know.