Poofy Shoogar

To give you an example of how tired I am: In the afternoon, at work, it started to get a bit warm. Additionally, my Ironman watch was outside of my jacket sleeve, thus really close to the base of my wrist and getting in my way. I was all like, blrggjkl!, trying to wrestle my sleeve off, wondering why it was so tight around my wrist. Once I got the jacket off, I realized that I was wearing two watches. Apparently I put on a watch this morning, pulled on my jacket, and then put on another watch. I bet some people do it for fashion.

My work event on Monday was awesome. Attendance was a bit spotty, but it was basically my dream lineup of speakers on a topic that I'm way passionate about. The sessions were insightful and inspiring, the food was super delicious, and we got lots of positive feedback from the attendees. I got a shout-out from the moderator during the Clif Bar session even. (Unfortunately the only session I was able to actually sit in on, since I was running around for the whole day.) I have huge man-crushes on so many of the people who were there.

Georgina and I will eat some poofy shoogar this weekend. It will be gourmet and delicious.