Here comes the sun

It is a gross day in New England. Overcast, approximately 58 degrees, windy and just a little drizzly. Perfect for running but not much else. Fell asleep in front of the TV last night watching the BBC's "Pride and Prejudice" which is still one of my absolutely favorite adaptations of a Jane Austen novel. Keira Knightley more closely resembles a coat tree than Elizabeth Bennet and I would much rather see Jennifer Ehle anyway. Not sure what to do with the rest of today - dishes, laundry, must find my German textbooks in the basement.

Here's a fun photo for the DP and the rest of the Slidell crew: Dad and Opa on vacation in Germany. I don't know exactly where they are or what they're doing, but this photo is classic Hindrichs family in action. In the mode of the New Yorker, I'm going to ask for the best caption. I don't know who gets what for the best caption, but we'll think of something.

I'll spare you the family photo of everyone in Lederhosen. I thought they only made those things for the German pavilion at Epcot. At least mom didn't let them buy any.

Time out 2:15pm - first song on mp3 player - "Here comes the sun" The Beatles

walked 15 minutes, still didn't feel warmed up

walked another 10 minutes, felt like a total failure

Dexy's Midnight Runners "Come on Eileen"
began my minute on/minute off runs during which time I'm sure that all of Newton North High School was making fun of the woman in her late 20s (sigh) running past their large windows (who also happened to be singing along to "Ain't no mountain high enough")

made my 4 minutes just in time to go up the evil hill which seemed larger and nastier than usual

Time in 2:57pm - last song on mp3 player - "Jein" Fettes Brot