The Mac Gym is Now Open!

So it wasn't enough Jim and I spent a fortune to NOT use "the club", aka Hawthorn Farms Athletic Club, for months at a time, now we have our very own gym downstairs that I can NOT use!
No really, I'm soooo out of shape latley, I feel like I'm 50 years old, or something! Crap, I am!
I know, I know, no excuses! I promise to workout at least 30 minutes this morning. I should have joined Em and Jon for the March of Dimes walk today, but alas, I was too lazy to get up early. Next year we will make a real show of it!
It truly amazes me how quickly we can slide when it comes to diet and excercise. I was doing soooo good, and now those hard won pounds-down are creeping, %$##, sprinting back on! Okay, random druggy thought, where do the pounds go when you lose them? I mean one minute they are a tangible thing, the next vapor? (((Passing the doobie on))), (that would be joint for you "chillins")
Now off to use the Mac Gym, or would that be the Gym Mac, get it? Gym Mac, Jim Mac? I'm slaying myself here!!!!

"Jimisms"

So we're sitting there watching "the Hopper" aka Haley, play softball yesterday. It was a good game with enough activity to keep us excited and rooting for the Liberty Falcons.
(Funny thought...rooting, is that right?, Is it really the same word as a pig diggin' in his little ol' sty?, Sorry, I digress)
Anywho, so there we were, sitting in the bleachers, and Jim comes up with a new "ism". He says B.I.T. For those who are not in the know, Jim throws these jewels out all the time. EVERYTHING is an acronym. In softball they can stand for any number of things. For instance, B.O.B., would be "beef on base", (when a fat chick is on base). Or H.O.D. "Hopper on deck". You get the idea. So he says B.I.T., I think for a moment and... of course... "Beef in 'tween". I scared myself, I tell you!
He was referring to the 450lb father of our Varsity pitcher whose younger daughter plays on JV. Both daughters were playing at the same time, so he positioned himself... right in the middle! Yes friends and neighbors, B.I.T. "Beef in 'tween". And yours trully got it! Ain't that a hoot?

So What's With The Random Asian Guys?

Anyone notice the random Asian dudes walking or riding bikes from around the Cosco area to the Hillsboro Airport? It's freakin' me out man!!
No really, there are anywhere from 2 to 10 walking and riding bikes, wearing the same uniforms, heading towards the airport. I've never seen them further than the airport...until today! Oh yeah, there were two of them riding their little bikes...
wait for it...
towards DOWNTOWN HILLSBORO!
Okay, okay, I'm back, but really have ya seen these guys? Jim and I saw the two riders today and we commented that perhaps they had escaped their compound 'cause the orders had come to lay on their beds with squares of fabric on their faces after taking the poison...
Know what I'm sayin?
Seriously, if you don't, please ignore the rant, but Good grief if you have answers, spill them!

Like I don't have enough to do...

Good grief, I must be mad to start a flippin' blog, but alas, it is so.
Join me friends, in the ramblings of an old (okay, older) woman. A woman of years, a lady of time, a... nevermind.
I am Sue. The daughter of Doug and Pat, (Mom, I miss you more everyday) the wife of Jim, (is he the greatest or what?, I love him more and more everyday, my best friend) the mom of Sarah, (beeeutiful, smart, pregnant, fabulous) Emily, (kind, caring, bright, vavavoom) James (amazing, talented, intelligent, handsome) and Haley, (athlete, gorgeous, wonderful, facinating)
Huge breath... the grandmother of Lauren (gracious, brilliant, stunning) Hayden, (funny, adorable, tender) Molly (hysterical, precious, talented) Charlotte, (darling, sweet, can't get enough of) and last but not least, Baby Chilcott, (already loved, can't wait to meet).
Yup that's me in a nutshell. Stay tuned for not so "nutshell" blogs.