Go, you chicken fat, go away!

It was cold out this morning.  There was frost on top of the cars!!  I wondered if running in shorts and a T shirt was a mistake.  But I survived.  It was dark out again.  I dodged the puddle this time.  I think it was Venus that I saw shining in the southeast sky.  There were no clouds.  I was thinking that there wasn't much to blog about.  But that all changed quickly.  As I was about to exit the Floodway back on to Adobe, I saw this figure running down Adobe.  I could tell it was a woman and she seemed to be going a bit slow, but not without some good effort.  I wondered if I would catch her.  As I turned and got behind her I suddenly realized I knew this figure.  She was my wife!  I really really wanted to scare her.  She scares so easily.  She beat me to the stop sign and I was worried that she would see me when she turned.  But she didn't.  She had her head phones in and was singing.  She doesn't realize how loud she is sometimes.  Right before I reached her I heard her say, "Halelujah!", and she stopped running.  Right then I swatted her on the rump and yelled, "Gotcha!"   Oh man!  It was so funny!!  She screamed, "Holy sh.....!!!"  She didn't say the whole thing.  Probably about 3.5 letters of it, though.  I just kept running home while she yelled, "Jerk!" at me several times.