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Last night we were hanging out cause Wendy leaves on Monday!:( Wendy said, "The days are long but the months are short." And oh how true that is. As i look back on the past two weeks they have FLOWN by - but then i think out each day...and how many of those days seemed long when i was in the middle of them. what an interesting paradox of time!

I finally bought some new running shoes last week. i first realized i needed to buy shoes a month ago, and then kept putting it off. As it turns out i got a nice pair of shoes and there was a 40% off sale at the store...so for once procrastination paid off!

I feel like Wendy leaving marks the end of this season. For the past month people have been leaving. She's the last. Now people will start coming. we have 2 new interns coming in the middle of september...and more after that. As "sad" as all this transition has been - there's also this sense that it just is what it is. these changes just keep coming, and i keep living here.

On Thursday Wendy had a rough day, so we went out for dinner - to this "Irish Pub" that was like applebees inside (kind of). The only thing irish about the place was the decor - but they did have great pasta! and of all things...it was karaoke night! so we sang away (not very well)...but we did have fun, and i think we were entertaining (to each other if no one else).

I was able to visit 2 aftercare homes this week. It makes for long days with all the travel - but it was so good to be with the girls. It is so good to spend time with the girls. it is just filling and good. The times that i spend in the homes recharge my heart and spirit.

I found cheap real cheddar cheese! i know it doesn't seem that exciting to you - but after eating plastic cheese for 6 months (the alternative being outrageously priced real cheese) i did a crazy happy dance complete with knife in my hand...i was so excited after tasting the real cheese!

I went to the gym today. and as i was running i got to watch some Track on TV. i love watching track. i think it reminds me of being a little girl and spending time with my dad...and him explaining strategies to me. And i love the purity of the sport. a clock. a measuring tape. no body's opinion...just the athletes and very concrete measures of who wins. i also think its beautiful. I love watching the grace and speed that they run relatively long distances. I watched the 5K (3 miles) and those guys ran it in half the time i did on my treadmill. i mean, seriously, they're sprinting the whole way...oh well. I'm glad i got to watch more track, i didn't get to see much during the Olympics.

Here's to a lazy Saturday afternoon.