It's the Big Lug

Here's the pattern lately: I start to write a post, I get all the way done, I reread it, think it's crappy and boring, and don't publish it. Rinse. Repeat.

I don't want to be one of those people that pops on to blog about not blogging, but I'm not quite ready to call the blogging quits yet, just in case Santa brings me some blogging mojo for Christmas.

However, since I haven't blogged in a while I have a few things to report.

First I turned 30 on Monday. That's right I've seen 3 decades people. Three decades of bad fashion choices to look back on, life-changing events, and possibly most importantly - television. From Sesame Street to Project Runway, you've been there for me television. You are my rock.

Baby Lug is crawling. That means makeshift barriers have gone up in front of our television, and he is now Captain Destructo - out to injure himself in creative ways!

Mr. Lug and I have recently become addicted to crossword puzzles. This may have to do with us seeing the documentary Wordplay. WIll Shortz, you're my hero.

Mr. Lug has a new job that somehow has enabled us to get discount cable (you figure it out). So we have watched crappy movie after crappy movie on the premium channels (and some good ones too). Bad movies that are so bad they're good: Police Academy 1, Sixteen Candles, Uncle Buck...Bad movies that were just bad: Down to You, She's the Man, Little Man. Actually decent movies: The Family Stone; You, Me, and Dupree; Something New.

I have been knitting, but progress is slow. Soon, I may finish a project that I started over a year ago.

I started to do the couch-to-5K program. So far, I did day one. That was on Sunday. If I'm lucky I'll get to run again before next Sunday. I totally suck at running. I may have rolled my ankle within the first 2 minutes of my first day. I kept going. Eye of the tiger! I was that kid in gym class who would be last during the presidential fitness run. F you presidential fitness. I alway hated you! Ahem, anyway...

For the past few years instead of exchanging gifts with our friends we give to a charity instead around the holidays. Every year it seems like someone else decides to do the same thing in our group. I think it's great and encourage you to do the same with your friends. Here's the benefits: you help people - which is duh, like the whole point to the Charlie Brown Christmas cartoon - which I use as my moral compass. Secondly, you don't have to figure out what the heck to get your friend who has everything they could possibly ever want (do they really need another bottle of liquor? Don't they already have that Rabbit wine bottle opener? Oh I think they already have that DVD box set...)

Project Runway is on. I have to go. Here's a picture of the Lug family on Thanksgiving...