Thank goodness the snow didn’t last too long. The sun is out today, its a little cold, but by Wed we should be warmed back up into the 60s. My sister in law moved to OR in Jan, so this weekend she was back for a wedding. Of course the weather had to be nasty. She said it’s already 70 and gorgeous in OR and has been since late Feb. I am ridiculously jealous of West Coast living. Why did my family have to settle around here? As much as I want to move, part of me feels like I never could b/c of our families and that’s a bummer. What’s more important? Living somewhere beautiful, with 300 sunny days a year and better job opportunities, or spending your life in a place you really don’t like, except for 100 days out of the year so that you are in driving distance of your family? After settling down with G and getting over the goo goo eyes newlywed stage, I woke up and realized I lived in Cleveland now. At first I seriously hated it here but I have warmed up to it. I have some really great friends here and from May – Sept it is enjoyable. But the rest of the year is so gray and dismal and the job opportunities are not exciting in the least. There are so few progressive companies here that offer things like flex time, bring your dog to work, on site daycare, etc. Ahhh, I’m just having a bitchy morning. Work is tough right now and I kind of just want to curl up in a ball as a professional dog sitter and just forget about corporate American. But alas I am attached to the paycheck. That’s all I’ll say b/c I know you should absolutely not BLOG about work!

Yesterday was a relaxing day; we met G’s mom and her boyfriend and Laura (SIL) at the Original Pancake House on Chagrin Blvd, which is just delicious. I had the most perfect banana pancakes. Then we ran some errands and killed time before we dropped Laura off at the airport at 3. Then we went grocery shopping and made some soup for dinner. From there G and I did a whole lot of nothing. I got sucked into the MTV real world awards (yes I realize the lameness of that sentence) and vegged for hours. Then the next thing I knew it was time for The Rock of Love II finale! And what a finale it was. So you could say my inner slug won out on Sunday and I watched a lot of bad tv. But it does the soul good! I woke up refreshed and headed to spin class. It has been awhile since I’ve made it to 6am spin. I always feel so great afterwards. I wish I could bottle that feeling and take a whiff of it at 5:30 when it’s time to get out of bed. But today’s soundtrack in class was especially bad. I really like the M/F teacher (aside from the fact that she yelps on mic and it can hurt your ears) but her music taste for a spin class is just pitiful. Today we spun to such amazing tunes as – Ticket to Paradise, Message in a Bottle, Jeremiah was a Bullfrog and other amazing adult contemporary tunes from the 80s and 90s. Sigh. I don’t necessarily mind these songs (well I do thing Ticket to Paradise might be one of the worst songs ever), but they are not fitting for getting your blood pumping while you work your way through a seated climb. I need a little beat, it doesn’t have to be hip hop music, but something from this decade would be nice. But the class was awesome and I feel awake and energized and ready to zone out in front of my computer for the next 8 hours of my life that I will never get back.