That song is bugging

The summer song that has my ride’s stereo at peak volume, the windows rolled down and I’m  singing loudly, proudly…and extremely poorly is

19 something by Mark Wills

I’m not really a country music fan, but it was playing on my clock radio the other morning.  Since country is the only station with a glimmer of reception, I must awake to Tim McGraw and such twangy voices.  Anyhow, that morning I laid in bed enjoying my new find and appreciating how the lyrics simplified childhoods of most guys, and tom-boys, my age.  The minor changes I would make would be “I was Roger Stauback back in my back yard” for

I was Wonder Woman in my back yard

and you can replace “My first love was Daisy Duke in them cut off jeans” for My first love was Bo Duke and them cowboy boots. Scroll down for lyrics and You Tube link.  On a side note,   I am sitting here typing this post and I feel a bite on my left hip.  Ouch! Reflexively I pull away my shorts and brush it away.  Tentatively I look to where I directed the crunchy assailant  I sensed on my finger tips.  Here is what I found gnawing on my delicate flesh.

Alive Beetle on Rug

Smooshed beetle with guts hanging out, on bottom of shoe

Pouting face cause I had a big bug in my pants

Sing along in your best red-neck accent

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAcivRgHU2M

Lyrics to 19 Something

I saw Star Wars at least 8 times
Had the pac-man pattern memorized
And I’ve seen the stuff they put inside
Stretch Armstrong

I was Roger Stauback back in my back yard
Had a shoebox full of baseball cards
And a couple of Evil Kinevil scars
On my right arm
Well, I was a kid when Elvis died
And my mama cried

Chorus:
It was 1970- something
In the world that I grew up in
Farrah Faucett hair-do days
Bell bottoms and 8-track tapes
Lookin’ back now I can see me
And oh, man did I look cheesy
But I wouldn’t trade those days for nothin’
It was 1970-something

It was the dawning of a new decade
When we got our first microwave
And Dad broke down and finally shaved
Those sideburns off
I took the stickers off of my Rubix cube
Watched MTV all afternoon
My first love was Daisy Duke
In them cut off jeans
A Space Shuttle fell out of the sky
And the whole world cried

Chorus:
It was 1980-something
In the world that I grew up in
Skating rinks and Black Trans Ams
Big hair and parachute pants
Lookin’ back now I can see me
And oh, man did I look cheesy
But I wouldn’t trade those days for nothin’
It was 1980-something

Now I got a mortgage and an SUV
But all this responsibility
Makes me wish sometimes
Sometimes….

chorus:
It was 1980-something
In the world that I grew up in
Skating rinks and Black Trans Ams
Big hair and parachute pants
Lookin’ back now I can see me
And oh, man did I look cheesy
But I wouldn’t trade those days for nothin’
It was 1980-something

1970-something
Aw, it was 19-Something

 

*PICS*

Jan 2008

Jan 2008

Sept 2007

Lance Armstrong says “Good Run Jessie”

 I am not much for keeping workout journals, I really suck at it.  When I was into body building and into kickboxing I was very diligent since I paid a personal trainer to do all the writing for me.  I have been a life long runner and what a better gift to give this extreme enthusiast, a running journal of course.  So at every start of a new year, with my newly acquired Christmas gift, I would fill out all the vitals. 

• Distance
• Duration
• Pace (math involved here)
• Time of Day
• Weather
• How I felt before run
• How I felt after run
• What I ate
• How many hours of sleep
• Did I have a bowel movement…no not really a question

but you get the point, it was time consuming.  The great part of the journal was it motivated you to run.  That whole wanting to keep to your goals and keep you focused is great…I realize I need that right now.  I think the realization kicked in when this conversation hits the deja vu button..

You are in phenomenal shape, Jessie, what do you do?

I run, just run, hate the gym, run run run run…giggle

Really that is all you do, how far do you go

I dunno, I guess about 5 miles

How often

I dunno well…hmmm…I guess about 4-5 times a week

I very much want to know these questions.  And since you all are sooooo interested in my running patterns, I am keeping a log of it here.  I kept a gym log a while ago for a school  project, that worked out well.

(http://jessienotjes.wordpress.com/category/workout-log/)

Even though I might be able to try a journal, I say screw it, I’m just in a “stuff” hating mode right now.  I want eveything digital, I want my lifes’ possessions on a thumb drive. 

Another inspiration to this venture is an awesome gift, a”Nike+Ipod” (thanks to one of my best buds, Tabitha).  A sensor is stored in a pod in my new running shoes that wirelessly transmits data to a piece that connects to my Nano Ipod.  This provides all the necessary info an avid runner needs.  When the workout is completed, Lance Armstrong compliments your progress.  My sweetie tells me it is a wave file, I tell him he is just jealous that an olympic champion takes such interest in my stride.

RUNNING JOURNAL 

END OF LOG

Saturday, April 19th: Weather: 4:98 min/mil, Pace: 7:55 min/mil, Time: 39:28, Weather: 82F feels like 78F beautiful evening

Friday, April 18th: 4.90 mil, Pace: 7:48 min/mil, Time: 38:17, Weather: 78F 

Thursday, April 17th: 5 mil walk

Wednesday, April 16th: 5:00mil, Pace: 7:49 min/mil, Time: 39:11 Weather: 72F

Sunday, April 13th - Tuesday, April 15th: No run, took that break

Saturday: April 12th: 2.96 mil, Pace: 7:54 min/mil, Time: 23:25, Weather 75F.  Body felt tired.  I need a break from running, but I am not going to give myself one if I keep eatting fried food.

Friday, April 11th: 4:65 mil, Pace: 7:55 min/mil, Time: 36:55, Weather: 78F.  Too hot

Thursday, April 10th: 5:01 mil, Pace: 7:54 min/mil, Time: 39:38, Weather: 68F

Wednesday, April 9th: 5:01 mil, Pace: 7:49 min/mil, Time: 39:15

Tuesday, April 8th: 5.05 mil, Pace: 7:52 min/mil, Time: 39:50, Weather: 52F

Monday, April 7th:  No run, study study.

Sunday, April 6th:  3:51 mil, Pace: 7:51 min/mil, Time: 27:33

Saturday, April 5th: 5.06 mil, Pace: 7:49 min/mil, Time: 39:39, Weather: 62F.  I stretched for 45 min this morning.  I can tell I have been neglecting that part of my routine as of late.

Friday, April 4th:5.00 mil, Pace: 7:48 min/mil, Time: 39:07, Weather: 58F.  I thought I ran faster today.  It felt good to finally run.

Sunday - Thursday April 3rd: OFF: Exams, crappy weather, and tax time kept me from running. 

Saturday, March 29th: 5.20 mil, Pace: 7:43 min/mil, Time: 40:12 min, Weather 48F, this was a fast run, I went off pavement in the woods for about .3 mile so this would affect my pace some.   15 min stretch at wake up and before bed.

Friday, March 28th: 5.16 mil, Pace: 7:47 min/mil, Time: 40:12 min, Weather: 60F, and windy, should have ran earlier when it was 70F and sunny.  15 min stretch at wake up and before bed.

Thursday, March 27th:  No Run, 15 min stretching in morning, 45 min stretching in evening with myofascial release work. 

Wednesday, March 26th: 4:52 mil, Pace: 7:51 min/mil, Time: 35:36, Weather: 67F  For a week, I have been stretching when I wake up for about 15 minutes.  This has improved my flexibility and my ability to sit at a hard plastic desk in class 6 times a week.  I always stretch before and after my run, but I want to improve my flexibility even further.  I didn’t stretch this morning, however, but I will begin making note whether or not I stretched in the morning so I will stay on track.

Tuesday, March 25th: 5:05 mil, Pace: 7:46 min/mil, Time:39:14, Weather: 50F.

Sunday, March 23rd & Monday, March 24th:  OFF

Saturday, March 22nd: 5:18 mil, Pace: 7:56 min/mil, Time: 41:07, Weather: 46F

Friday, March 21th:  5.16 mil, Pace: 7:49 min/mil, Time: 40:26, Weather: 50F and sunny.  I’m not trying to beat myself up with the pace anymore.  I am focusing more time into stretching.  I am going to incorporate yoga back into my routine.

Thursday, March 20h: 5:03 mil, Pace: 7:51 min/mile, Time: 39:32, Weather :46F 23 mph wind with 29 mph gusts.  I was feeling wimpy, so I instant messaged my sister to give me motivation.  As no-bullshit personal trainer she knows how to kick you in the ass, even  over the internet. I whined about my woes of it being windy, and had a chicken burrito sitting in my stomach, she had no mercy.  I even told her that I just rubbed one off from watching internet porn and my legs were wobbily…she didn’t care….so I ran (do you know how hard that was?)

Tuesday, March 18th & Wednesday, March 19th:  OFF 

Monday, March 17th: 5.04 mil, Pace: 7.44 min/mil, Time: 39:01, Weather: 49F

Sunday, March 16th: 5.28 mil, Pace: 7:50 min/mil, Time: 41.26, Weather: 48F with 20mph winds. 

Saturday, March 15th:  5.23 mil, Pace: 7.32 min/mil, Time: 38.26, Weather: 59F.  Early spring my favorite time of the year and this was a great run.

Friday, March 14th: OFF, travel day and spent the evening emailed all of y’all. 

Thursday, March 13:  Played kick ball yesterday evening on the beach and while determined to not kick like a girl, I strained some adductor muscles.  So instead of running, I allowed myself to be hypnotized by the surf with several margaritas.  I did scour the beach of many of its shells, that was exercise..and more back bending than I can wish upon anyone.

Wednesday, March 12: 4.40 miles, Pace: 8:12min/mil, Time: 36.09, Weather: 80F.  Bright sunny what else do you expect at 12noon on the beach in Naples, FL.   

Monday, March 10th & Tuesday, March 11th: OFF.  Its Spring Break and I’m outta here!

Sunday, March 9th: 5.14 miles, Pace: 7:50min/mil, Time: 40:17, Weather: 43F.  I love day light savings!  I would not have gone for my run if it wasn’t for it.  I decided to shop this afternoon to treat myself to a few fun spring tops.  I’m on spring break from school and haven’t spent any money for pleasure as of late.  It was so chilly and windy earlier, but when I came home it was warmer, so at 6pm I ran.  It was a great easy run, and unlike yesterday, the sun graced me with its presence.

Saturday, March 8th: 5.29 miles, Pace and Time no record, Weather: 46F.  Severe rain storms rolled through the area all morning and day.  Finally at 5:15pm the doppler radar assured me that the line of storms passed.  Clear skies were a 360 around the dark patch of clouds that seemed to stalk me on my run.  Perhaps tomorrow will be pretty day.

Friday, March 7th: Off 

Thursday, March 6th:  5:18 miles, Pace: 7:47 min/mil, Time: 40:22, Weather: 54F

Tuesday, Mar 4th & Wednesday, Mar 5th OFF 

Monday, Mar 3rd: 5:05 miles, Pace: 8:06 min/mil, Time: 40:57, Weather: 68F little windy start, but what a beautiful day for a leisurely run.  I wish I was able to start earlier so I could run longer. 

Sunday, Mar 2nd: 5:15 miles, Pace: 7:53 min/mil, Time: 40:38, Weather: 47F warmed up to 50F.  Dressed too warmly. 

 Saturday, Mar 1st: 5:19 miles, Pace: 7:46 min/mil, Time: 40:24, Weather: 45F  Sunny.

Friday, Feb 29th: OFF 

Thursday, Feb 28th: 3.75 miles, Pace: 7:49 min/mil, Time: 29:19, Weather: 32F.  Late start so could not run longer before sunset.

Tuesday - Wednesday OFF 

Monday, Feb 25th: 5:01 miles, Pace 7:37 min/mil, Time: 38:12, Weather: 45F. Clear skies and a much needed run.    Chemistry Exam was returned today which studying for kept me from running for a week.  This exam left students walking out of the room in shock due the difficulty level and 1hr 15min was hardly sufficient time.  Classmates reported today being so upset after the exam and unable to finish.  Because of the difficulty, we were graded on a curve, with the highest grade 95% given a 100% and everyone else was give +5%.  Guess who set the curve :)  Moral of the story, I complained about not runnning, but it was worth it.

Sunday, Feb 24: 5:08 miles, Pace 7:44 min/mil, Time: 39:23, Weather: 43F.  Almost stepped on a couple of really expensive little yapper dogs due to owners extremely long lead and complete state of oblivion.

Saturday, Feb 23: 5.05 miles, Pace: 7:52 min/mil, Time: 39:49, Weather: 37F, overcast and damp so temperature felt 5 degrees cooler.  This run felt sooo good, I feel normal again.

 Monday, Feb 18th - Fri Feb 22nd: Studying for a chemistry exam, life and bad weather impeded on my time to run….never, never again, I felt like I was toying with a nervous breakdown from being away from running so much lately.  Perhaps it has nothing to do with running, and I just need to get laid. 

Sunday, Feb 17th: 4.70 mil, Pace: 7:58 min/mil, Time: 37:29, Weather: 47F and overcast.  Great run, but feel like I need a carbo load.  This may explain why my preworkout weight was 121.2lb which is 3lbs under my typical weight.

Saturday, Feb 16th: 4.74 mil, Pace: 7:54 min/mil, Time: 37:31, Weather: 45F and very sunny.  Stress hit a high point today, this run was much needed and very much enjoyed.   

Monday, Feb 11th - Friday, Feb 15th: Life just impeded on my ability to run (a stretch of bitter cold days did not enduce modivation either) 

Sunday: Feb 10th: 5:22mi, Pace: 7:53 min/mil, Time: 39:30, Weather: 32F feels like 18, 35mph wind.  great run, felt nible and fluid. 

Saturday: Feb 9th:  OFF way too much homework/studying to do. 

Friday: Feb 8th: OFF  Laid down for a quick nap at 4pm, I was out until 8:30am the next morning. 

Thursday, Feb 7th: 5:16 mil, Pace: 8:04 min/mil, Time: 41:43, Weather: 48F.  Felt dehydrated from coffee consumed before run.

Wednesday, Feb 6th:  OFF, legs were fatiqued from deep tissue massage 

Tuesday, Feb 5th: 5:13 mil, Pace: 8:15 min/mil, Time: 42:24, Weather 54F.  You try running faster/longer with a roast beef sandwich in your belly the size of your foot.    

Monday, Feb 4th: 4.55 miles, Pace: 7:50 min/mil, Time: 35:43, Weather 50F.  Ran late and was dark for most of the run.  Cut my run short since could not see one foot in front of other.  This also slowed me down some.   

Sunday, Feb 3rd: 4:65 miles, Pace: 8:01 min/mil, Time: 37:21, Weather: 55F.  Right lung feels weak still.  Left leg desperately needs massaging…anyone want to give me a rub? :) 

 Saturday, Feb 2nd: 4.62 miles, Pace: 8:19 min/mil, Time: 38.22, Weather: 44F.  Blowing out the carbon day.  This is what I call the first day back from a hiatus since it is what I imagine my car must feel like after using it like a grocery getter for weeks and then taking it on the high way for the first time.   Getting the temperature up, my body moving fluidly, and my lungs working is my blowing out the carbon before I can really get myself up to speed.  However, today as I was blowing out the carbon, I was also blowing out blood from my nose for 2 miles.  Arrived home looking like I took a blade to the jugular.

Friday, Feb 1st OFF, pouring down raining all day

Sunday, Jan 27th - Thursday, Jan 31: OFF …Flu

Saturday, Jan 26th: OFF

Friday, Jan 25th: 4.98 miles, Pace: 7:43 min/mile, Time: 38:29, Weather: 33F

Thursday, Jan 24th: OFF Did chemistry homework instead 

Wednesday, Jan 23rd: 5.25 miles, Pace: 8:09 min/mil, Time: 42.33, Weather: 40F.  I ran with an awesome running partner today.  We always have great times , however if he handled his vodka better over lunch we would have ran even faster.  I’m like, I drank just as much as you, so get the lead out, but no JohnC is a light weight.

Tuesday Jan 22nd: OFF 

Monday Jan 21st: 4.79 miles, Pace: 8:29 min/mil, Time: 40:43, Weather: 25F Sunny.  Must I remind myself again NO FRIED FOODS PRIOR TO RUNNING.  I wanted to barf. 

Week 3 Total: 27.91 miles 

 Sunday, Jan 20th: OFF

Saturday, Jan 19th: 6:05 miles, Pace 8:08 min/mil, Time: 49:21. Weather: 35F. I attempted the footpaths on this run.  However, pace was lengthened for having to trek cross-country to avoid ice.

Friday, Jan 18th: 6.40 miles, Pace: 8:11 min/mil, Time: 52.30. Weather: 42F stride was stunted due to slick turain.

Thursday, Jan 17th: OFF, Snow  

Wednesday, Jan 16th: 4.93 miles, Pace: 7:37 min/mil, Time: 37:38. Weather Conditions: 39F

 What is interesting with this run, is that it is the same run as Tues & Mon run.   Since I have not run with a gadget in a while I wanted to see how well I can perform.  I went in to competition mode and put some pep in my step and rolled through corners like I was on rails.  I was able shaved off .3 miles without breaking anything.

Tuesday, Jan 15th: Dist: 5.28 miles, Pace: 8:17 min/mi, Time: 43:48.  Weather Conditions: 33F felt like 24F it was damn cold.  

Monday, Jan 14th:  5.25 miles, I have a new Nike+Ipod toy, yeah

Week 2 Total: 25 miles

Sunday, Jan 13th: OFF

Saturday, Jan 12th: 4 miles (approx) 

Friday, Jan 11th: 5.25 miles (approx)

Thursday, Jan 10th: OFF

Wednesday, Jan 9th: 5.25 miles (approx)

Tuesday, Jan 8th: 5.25 miles (approx)

Monday, Jan 7th: 5.25 miles (approx) increased average run by a half a mile

Week 1 total : 14.25 miles

Sunday, Jan 6th: 4.75 miles (approx)

Friday, Jan 4th: OFF

Thursday, Jan 3rd: OFF

Wednesday, Jan 2nd: 4.75 miles (approx)

Tuesday, Jan 1st: 4.75 miles (approx)

Puppy Love

So I have been jonesing for a puppy for a while now.  However, I have fear about taking the plunge since I never had a dog….never.  Not even as a kid…well my stepmom had a dog and I lived in the house. 

Its name was Shoo Shoo and it was a Shitzu.  It’s long fur sported a pony tail on the top of its head.  Why I wonder, it was best to leave that hair covering a face that looked liked it rammed into a brick wall at 70mph.  Well this shitzu, shit and pissed all over the place.  It particularly was fond of my Dad’s favorite Persian rug.  They say that they lock in the color with camel urine and that is why the dog used it as a toilet, but that sounds like a tale to me.

That is my memory of a dog, my first pet was a bird.  I name my green parroket George.  From a bugs bunny cartoon from the abominable snowman. 

“I will call him George and I will hug him, pet him and squeeze him”

http://www.nonstick.com/sounds/Abominable_Snowman/ltas_002.mp3

Hey, I was six so cartoons was my inspiration.  I’ve had a horse, many rabbits (none named George).  No dogs  So if anyone has any tips, I would appreciate.  ‘Cause I want one to love.

Here are pics of a couple Cavalier King Charles Spaniel puppies.  Don’t they look like there future mommy?  Wavy red hair, white complexion with brown eyes…and oh so cute

     

To the 15th Power

The work professors have to do to calculate our final grades.  These are my grades from one of my summer classes just sent to me from my professor.  Has any of your teachers given you your grade to the 15th power?   I thought this was so amusing I had to share.    

Homework #1 (10 points): 10

Homework #2 (10 points): 9

Homework #3 (10 points): 9

Quiz 1(100 point scale): 92.553191489361694

Quiz 2: 97

Quiz 3: 87

Quiz 4: 100

Final part 1 (37 questions): 35

Final part 2 (10 questions): 7

Final part 3 (100 points): 95

HomeWork average (100): 93.333333333333329

Quiz average (best 3 of 4): 96.517730496453893

Final: 92.180851063829778

Weighted Average with homework: 94.753262411347521

Weighted Average without homework: 95.108244680851058

Max of previous two: 95.108244680851058

Letter Grade: A

British Invasion Finale

The Lumberjack Song

Ending my theme of English favorite songs and cutting-the-strings from my new “You Tube” fixation.  I will leave you with….. drumroll please..

THE LUMBERJACK SONG~!!!!

(by Monty Python, in case you didn’t know)

Looking into Sting’s blue eyes, I said…

  DO DO DO DA DA DA IS ALL I WANT TO SAY TO YOU !!!

 

 Driving home today from Hershey, PA, with my new Police CD at full volume, I relived the surreal experience of seeing my favorite musician last night.  The jumbotron need was moot, the veins in his perfectly sculpted biceps, the sweat on his brow and tread on his boots was observable by my naked eye.  His gorgeous blue eyes could not possibly miss my gyrating hips and flirty smile since I was positioned immediately in front of him.

Was my zealous energy the cause of women’s dirty looks?  My margarita shower I provided, in deleterious response to first Sting citing, entered their bloodstream via skin absorption.   The alcohol should have loosened them up, but they stand around like they are waiting for a bus.  If they can’t let loose for Sting, their boyfriends have no hope.

My ample chest was free to jiggle as they pleased bralessly in a spaghetti string-top.  The desperate sluttish look showed through the true reflection of my libido. 

Upon dressing I inquired of my date if I looked hot. Once a prompt affirmation was received, I retorted.

“I know for you, but for Sting?”

The 450lb man I rebounded off asked me twice to stop jumping up and down, if he was not so wide this would not have been an issue.  Even in my delirium, I had recognized my enthusiasm equivalent of a six year old at Disney Land.  To show gratitude, I extended perks of frequent titty rubs and hair whips.  From subliminal influence, Tiny reacts to Sting’s lyrics and resorts to elbowing me violently during “Don’t Stand So Close To Me”.   I grabbed my date and switch places. To exact revenge onto Tiny, I knocked my date into him amoungst periodic bouncing feasts.

With the repositioning, I was able to get my groove on with the hot chick next to me.  She did not share in my crying fit during one of my all time enjoyed songs “Every Breath You Take”.  That’s ok; she can join Sting and I for a flexible all nighter.  Or maybe not, since it was only me he sang

“Everything she does is magic”

sighhhhhh

 

 

Geico’s Caveman in Airport Song

Royksopp - Remind Me

The Geico Caveman in the airport is my favorite commerical. I find it hysterical. Well I was intrigued about the song they played in the commerical.    It has a great beat and the the video is well done and entertaining.   It is a British group and the video is based on London.  I thought I would share with you all.  Enjoy.

Panty Creaming Time

Friday my heart will a flutter and my panties a creaming as I see the hottest man in entertainment perform.  No not Brad Pitt, all though I recently saw “Ocean’s Thirteen” so I may greedily consume the eye-candy (and I heard it was a good flick).  Adding to the decadence,  I shared licks of a sweet indulgence with a “tall-drink of water” who happen to be much taster than any treat available at the confectionary stand. 

Feeling naughty,  I had visions of nuts and creaminess dancing in my head.   I’m not citing the waging battle between the melting butter-nut icecream and our mouths, but another goody that in only my mouth the melting would ensue.

“Ohhhh Brad”, I shamelessly did not contain my excitement and bounced up and down in my seat.  A big smile emerges as I giggle and point at the big screen “Brad, he’s so hot, oh my god“.   My date’s Mr. Happy (name edited) goes limb and is promptly forgotten.

So if it is not Brad,  can you guess this dream man that with his spiritual lyrics makes me wet as his voice washes over me?  If that sounded sappy it was suppose too.

Strawberries are in season

 Strawberries are in season and I just made myself a dark strawberry blond…again.  I did not use the wimpy at home rinse which dooms you to use with every shampoo as it dehydrates your precious locks as it simulaneously stains the white grout in your shower stall.  So I say  “NOOOOO” to this lack-luster of a product.  Instead I seeked professional help, a hairdresser that is,  to brush in some shiny red highlights.  I am currently taking breaks from the computer to admire the color.

“Fuck off jerk wad ”

Yeah, I can say that now, ’cause I am a red head, and you know our hot tempers.   However, I am not red enough, the highlights are subtle and  I want my hair brighter and redder.  With that said,  I am returning to my hairdresser in a couple of weeks….who am I kidding…my grap “the bull by the horns” obsessive personality will have me plunked down in her chair  in less than 48 hours.  Stay tuned….