legendary & lame

{legendary}
+ Seven years of marriage with my amazing husband and celebrating with a good arm workout.

+ Being married to a man with wanton disregard for "no gift" discussions who spoils me rotten.
+ My favorite jewelry line, Odette New York, is not only stunningly beautiful, but it also is created by a super wonderful woman. (Many thanks Jennifer.)
+ The prettiest salad I've ever seen.
+ The company picnic we attended this weekend. Mike's newest employee, Tad*, strolls up to him, shakes his hand and blurts, "So the old lady let you out of the house, huh?" (Cue laughing from the surrounding dozen or so colleagues. ) Mike, without missing a beat, smiles broadly, and says, "Tad, I'd like you to meet my wife, Lindsay." ha.
+ The lovely Emily who inspired this post and the group of dudes who inspired the name
+ The Summer Olympics. They give me the goosebumps. I've decided I need to pick an obscure sport and master it by 2016. Suggestions? 

{lame}
- The Argo Cascades are closed due to low water flow. We have been staring at them all summer, Mike's parents were watching baby J, and we didn't get to go down them. Argh.

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-  I hate it when I let other people make me feel bad for no good reason. Last night we were out on the town, reveling in a rare adult night out, and getting an early start on celebrating our 7th wedding anniversary. We'd finished dinner, and were driving home when a woman darted out mid-block, crossing the street in the dark carrying a baby. She screamed at the top of our lungs for us to slow down. We were going exactly 25 miles an hour (the speed limit). We weren't doing anything wrong, and yet it's a day later, the event has passed, and I'm still feeling icky and wishing I could go back in time to set her straight.

*name has been changed to protect the (not-so) innocent