I got my gazelle exerciser last night! I must have looked a sight in the parking lot wearing my nightgown while straddling an exercise machine. They insisted I try it out to be sure I knew what I was getting myself into.
I knew already but what the heck. I figured no one would see me, yeah right all except for the police car that cruised by and gave us curious looks. Can you say “Mortified”? Ah!! These things could only happen to me. I generally care very little for other peoples feelings on what I do, so I can only conclude it must have had something to do with police authority and all that.
I worked out this morning and while I love the new machine I also intend to keep up my outdoor walks. I would miss the wind and the birds and the walk-dancing, besides, It would be a waste of all that work I did getting people to accept my nutty ways.
I am mid-way through the Acorna book. It’s pretty good but I find it is missing something with the absence of the main characters (namely the parents). I miss Acorna. I will finish this book but I hope it heats up a smidge. I need something to happen in the story to make up for the lack of older and familiar characters (sigh).
This is Bekki saying: “When life gives you coffee, make coffee magic!”





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