RESURRECTION TIME!

No, I'm not talking about Easter and the "ultimate" resurrection. I'm talking about the bringing back to life something that's been in the corner of the basement for way over fifteen years. drum roll please . . . my treadmill. It broke down and I could never bring myself to give it away or throw it away. So, this last weekend, Tarzan BROUGHT IT BACK TO LIFE!!!! Of course, the digital stuff doesn't work, so I can't see how SLOW I GO but I'm okay with that. I won't be able to tell if my burning legs are only burning about two calories a minute and I'm okay with that too. It would probably be depressing so I'm thinking ignorance is bliss. Two days now in a row that I've given it a work out (it has to be a work out on it as well as me). They say to work out with a friend and I'm considering this treadmill my very old friend. I hope to find time for this friend several times a week. Since my April 15th goal is coming up, and I've lost . . . okay, NOTHING, at least I'll have started to exercise a bit. Hey, anything is better than nothing, right? So, bright and early, think of me, with my loud (fifteen years ago they were not quiet) friend with calves burning. Go back to sleep for me, please.

PATRIDGE FAMILY CHEESEY? REALLY?

So last weekend Tarzan and I and Molly took a quick trip to Las Vegas. En route, I was the Entertainment Director (ipod music management) and I thought I was doing a really great job. Tarzan took a phone call that was fairly long (thirty minutes) and so I put on the stuff that he doesn't care for but I like until he was finished. This would include Ambrosia, Carly Simon, Madonna, etc. He got off the phone and I immediately put on his driving faves, i.e., Kenny Chesney, The Eagles, and his all time favorite - Billy Joel. Then I switched to a few of my favorite oldies, in particular, a number by The Rasberries called "Go All the Way." Okay, this has some great rock and roll parts in it that I really love. What was his comment?

Tarzan: Who is this? (in a snarly way)

Me: The Rasberries

Tarzan: Hesitation, then "This is SO PARTRIDGE FAMILY CHEESEY!"

Me: "But what about this part - it's so cool."

Tarzan: "It's SO CHEESY. Do you really like this stuff?"

Me: I'd like to introduce myself. I'm Laurie Russell.

Tarzan: No sound, only rolls his eyes.

So, apparently my husband does not know the full gamut of music that I adore. My ipod has everything from Bay City Rollers (MAJOR EYE ROLL), to AC/DC and everything in between. I quit my job as Entertainment Director and turned the ipod over to Molly. Apparently, she doesn't have PARTRIDGE FAMILY CHEESEY TASTE.

And, just for the record, I do not nor ever will have David Cassidy OR the Partridge Family on my ipod.

Nixon