Werewolves, Birthdays & Words

No Wordless Wednesday for me today--I've done enough of the "wordless" thing the past week or so.

Last week was a roller coaster for me, involving some fantastic news and some really tough news, none of which I can really write about at this point (hopefully that will change in the future). Thankfully, it was followed by a fun and relaxing weekend, and after a few nice, normal days at work I'm feeling more like myself.

Friday night, I went with J and his coworkers to see Underworld: Awakening. It was a lot of fun to watch the movie surrounded by people who'd worked hard to make it, and exciting to see J's name in the credits.

Getting ready to see the movie, in our 4-Lycan Moon shirts. If you're not enough of an Internet geek to understand the reference, I both applaud you and recommend you Know Your Meme

Saturday, we "celebrated" our furbaby Caspian's 7th birthday with a trip to the vet for vaccines (poor pup--it's a good thing he didn't realize it was his birthday!), then spent the rest of the day hanging around the house.

Saturday night: beer, a good book and salmon with carrots & leeks. What more could a girl want?

And yes, I ran! Sunday morning was my last "long" run before Tinker Bell: a lovely 6-miler along the water. I'm feeling great, and excited to knock out my last workout tomorrow (just a short tempo) and race on Sunday! I'm so glad I decided to run this race. I was hoping it would feel like a really perfect way to ring in the big 3-0, and now, as I'm getting closer to it I'm convinced that was a good call. 

I'll close with the photo that would have been my Wordless Wednesday, had I not turned it into a wordy one: My fuzzy birthday boy.

Best. Dog. Ever.