It’s pa-jammy, you know

Today I did my 200th Peloton ride, and I got a shout out! It was very exciting, except the instructor said “pee-why-jammy” and after posting about it on Facebook, I now realize everyone thinks it’s either pee-why-jammy or pie-jammy and it’s neither, it’s pa-jammy. Like pajamas! That’s the whole point! I guess spelling it the British way was the problem. Except the instructor who gave me the shout out is British! So who knows.

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I guess I should have spelled it like that.

I registered my domain in March 2002 and only now am realizing no one knows how to pronounce it. But it’s okay. It’s not meant to be spoken aloud, right? It’s fine.

So what else? I started a sourdough erm starter. It’s only day 2. I’m fairly sure this is not going to go well. That reminds me, I should water my plants.

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I hung up the boys’ soccer medals, and Ziggy got a dog bed for their room, which he has been sleeping in! Very very very very very very very very cute.

The LED lights make everything look funky.

One night for dinner I made these zucchini fritters that the boys didn’t like. I was adorably optimistic. Alas.

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This beer can is ridiculously pretty.

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Also yummy.

The end!

 

15 years of blogging!

Well, 15 years and a few weeks.

I started it because I wanted to document that I was training for a marathon.

July 10, 2001

“…one day, driving back from the beach, I told Kristina I might want to try to run the London Marathon. The next day, I decided to do it.”

The first year or so of posts were written in monthly HTML documents that I would update and re-upload to my site. From what I can tell, I didn’t buy the domain pyjammy.com until March 2002, so I don’t remember where I hosted it before that. Maybe Geocities. Or Earthlink. Or Prodigy. Ha ha ha! No, seriously.

Anyway, here’s what it looked like in 2002:

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Yeah, I had a splash page. Which was this huge graphic with mapped links. Soooo 2002.

At some point, I moved it to Blogger, I think. And then finally in 2008 I moved it to WordPress.com. The very same company I now work for! It was self-hosted for a while, and then in 2014 I moved it back here to WordPress.com, where it shall live forever.

This post will be the 3,619th post, which works out to 241 posts a year. Not too shabby!

On to the next 15!

Moving day!

Yesterday I made the big move back to WordPress.com. This blog has been on a journey. Started off in HTML, a file I’d have to open up every day (I think every month was a separate page back then), write my post, and then re-save.

At some point I moved to another platform, maybe rhymes with Shmogger. But in 2008, I grew up and moved my site to WordPress.com. Yeah, so this isn’t my first rodeo on WordPress.com.

Sometime in 2009 or 2010, I moved to a self-hosted WordPress.org site (wondering what the difference is? This will help.) and have basically maintained that ever since. But working for Automattic and helping out WordPress.com users day in and day out has made me realize the benefits of having my blog back here, so yesterday I moved it back.

Why would I choose WordPress.com over WordPress.org?

Well, a lot of it is to do with community. When I tag a post with, say, “triplets” (which I am wont to do) anyone who looks up that tag in the Reader can find my posts about triplets. Or LASIK. Or whatever I’ve tagged my posts with. And they might start following my blog, and commenting, and becoming part of my blog’s community.

Or suppose I were to write a really excellent post. It might get Freshly Pressed. (I confess, this is a dream of mine.)

And of course, there is the amazing support I’ll now receive as a user of WordPress.com. Look at all those fantastic Happiness Engineers that are now at my beck and call! Heh.

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Oh look! There’s me! I’ll just help myself then. 🙂

 

Well hello there!

Looky how easy that was! Thanks to liz for the tip (and to everyone who agreed with her), this is great! I feel so…rooomy and free over here!

My next step will be to get my domain over here, but for now, this’ll do. I have a redirect set up on pyjammy.com so hopefully people will find me. The one I set up on http://www.pyjammy.com/blog is all messed up, but whatever. It works. I think. Sorta.

Moving…

Thanks for the feedback – I’m thinking seriously about moving over to WordPress. I just need to work on getting my domain issues solved, but until then, I can just do a redirect. I like that, thanks for the tip! The importing is the best part, so I don’t lose my old entries from blogger.

Dilemma…

I have a blog-related dilemma.

I’ve been hosting my blog here for seven years. That’s a long time. But, look, if I put it over on blogspot.com, I can have all sorts of fun stuff like a slideshow and a blogroll and a cute header! But then I’ll be starting a new blog and my archives will be all over here at this one.

Now that I put it that way, it seems like a no-brainer. Abandon seven years worth of blog posts just so I can have a cute header?

But it’s a really cute header!

Go see, and then come back and let me know what you think.

For the record, the archives and old posts from this blog will always be here. That won’t change.

Six years!

Six years ago, I was v nervous. I had a date with this goofy guy named George that I’d met at a pub a few nights before. Eeep, a boyyyy!

I’m so glad I have been blogging since 2001. It’s funny to go back and read my posts from way back when. Like my bitter diatribe about Valentine’s Day, which just happened to be my last single Valentine’s Day.

I didn’t write much about those early days, because what if George was reading? But there are a few little clues here and there. It got better later on in our relationship. I wrote more about the times like when we bought our house, when we got engaged, and of course about our wedding.


(I just like posting that picture because I was so thin then. Speaking of, I’m starting back on WW this week. Heh.)

Who could have ever possibly guessed that those innocent kids from six years ago would end up like this?

Post-marathon

Oh heck, this’ll have to do for now.

So, how am I faring, post-marathon? Well, still wearing one of the three London Marathon t-shirts every day. Yesterday, I finally took the medal out of my bag (so that I could whip it out at every possible opportunity) and hung it in my room so it wouldn’t get messed up. Went for my first post-marathon run yesterday with Kristina at the park. Did two loops, ran approximately one, walked one. Felt good. I’m very pleased to report that I have no lingering injuries or aches (or even blisters!) from the marathon.

Now what? I never did just use my blog for marathon stuff only, did I? And now that I have no marathon to train for, this will probably be more about my day-to-day life. Just warning anyone who is reading this. But I do need to figure out what I’m going to do next. I’d love to run more 10Ks. But there just aren’t any in the area until possibly the fall. I don’t know, I need to do more research. So I guess I’ll stick to 5Ks for now. But my real goal is just to get in overall shape. Of course I’ll keep running. But I’m going to join a gym (and soon) and hopefully, by the end of the summer, lose about 30 or 40 lbs, get my upper body into shape, so that when the fall rolls around, and the longer races start up, I’ll be ready to go fast.

I’ve been thinking lately about summer in New Orleans. Well, I hate New Orleans, I hate the South, I hate heat, I hate roaches. I hate humidity. I really, really don’t want to spend another summer here. I really, really hope this is my last one. Hmmm. I suppose it’s one of those things that I have to make happen, though. I can’t just sit around and hope that I will somehow move away from New Orleans in the next year. So that’s my other goal. Get out of here! Of course I want to move to England. But after battling some huge 3-4″ cockroaches the other night (they won, I ran away) the point has been driven home. I gotta get out! My summers are spent living in fear of roaches. Okay, I’m a wuss. But we all have fears, and roaches are at the top of mine. (#2 – razorblades and other sharp objects. #3 – falling. this is why i don’t ski or ride bikes or rollerskate, especially downhill.) Unfortunately, yesterday evening was just lovely, which makes it slightly difficult to stick to my resolve. Mind you, only very slightly difficult. London was far more gorgeous, every time I’ve been, even during a visit I made in October of 2000, when it rained the whole time. Never mind. Rain can be nice.

This morning I had to go to the dentist. I was made to understand that this visit was kind of a preliminary bridgework visit. They’d look at my teeth again, make an impression or something for the bridge I have to get. But then, after I sat down in the chair, the hygenist came after me with a swab full of numbing agent, and I freaked out. Four hours later, in pain and drooling blood, I got to leave. Without one of the teeth and a crown I went in with. Yeesh. I feel violated. At least I got some good painkillers out of it. On which I’m writing this blog. Ha ha!

So let me recount my weekend. Friday night, Kristina and I went to celebrate my marathon victory. (Over the 500 or so people behind me, never mind the 35,000 in front of me.) When I got home from work, I made myself a nice, icy Martini. Then we had a nice dinner at our favorite Mexican restaurant. (and a margarita.) Then a beer at our neighborhood bar (where I got heaps of “congratulations” and “wow”s from the bar staff and friends. That was nice.) After that, we went across the river to my favorite bar in New Orleans (and a rare treat since we take the ferry over, so it’s kind of a pain to get there), the Crown & Anchor, an authentic British pub. Had some pints there and met my male alter ego, George. Eerie, it was. I’ve never met someone who is as big of an Anglophile as I am. It was really cool to talk to him.

Okay, now I need to stop. I am now feeling the effects of the Vicodin. Woooozy!

4/19/02

I don’t know what I’m going to do. Just a regular blog now? Hmmm. Well, this one will always be up. For posterity’s sake. Ha ha.