McFlunk

We've got a big birthday around here - my baby is almost 2! I can't believe my little monkey is almost entirely out of the baby stage.  I guess technically she has been for a little while but...I don't know...2 makes it sound so...official. 

We had to convert her crib to the toddler bed last week - she was crawling out. M wasn't like that at all - she never tried to climb anything so this is all new.  And it's funny too because M2 is built like me - short and squat so I could not believe she was actually making it out of her crib.  How could she possibly get out when she's barely taller than the railing? 

I had a suspicion, at first, that she was getting some help from big sister but I spied on her one night and apparently she's limber like me too.  She just hiked her little leg up there and kinda tumbled out.  And that's why we actually did the conversion.  Not that we minded her escaping - she just wasn't all that great at it.

We also lost the binky last week.  She only had it at naps and night time but we are officially done. So goodbye all things baby.  Almost.  We've still gotta tackle the potty training...but losing the diapers is something I'm actually looking forward to.

I need to get started on her birthday poem - I've waited a little late this year and it's almost caught up to me. Actually, her entire birthday has just snuck up.  I just went tonight to get her birthday decorations and I usually have that stuff weeks in advance. 

I've had a couple days off from running - one because I had plans this weekend that kept me busy but I also really just needed a break from running so that I could refocus and avoid getting frustrated.  A self-imposed time out. 

So tonight was my night back.

Except while I was out getting birthday stuff I also picked up a Rolo McFlurry. Oh my goodness - that was some good stuff!  But I didn't eat all of it - just enough to make me feel fat. 

I did get on the treadmill and attempt to run.  The problem with that is that you can't eat a McFlurry and then expect to run like a person who doesn't...

List Bliss Flush

Tonight I decided I was just going to forget about my last two runs, put it behind me, move on and knock it out.

Yeah.  That so didn't happen. 

I did get on the treadmill.  And I did run.  But those were the only positives - it was a pretty crappy run.

Speaking of crap - I've had some interesting bathroom experiences lately. Twice in one day I visited public restrooms with a broken lock on the stall door.  Not that big of a deal, except the last place I want to meet an unexpected visitor is in the bathroom stall.  It's happened to me before and there is no graceful way to recover from the shock of a stranger literally catching you with your pants down. 

Now for most women, the cleanest, quickest thing to do in a public restroom is to not sit on the seat.  We hover directly above it and pray that we don't sway or rock or touch the seat in any way.  This is made way more difficult when you have to balance and push the door shut. Especially if you're short and can just barely reach the door.

It's the hover and lean.  And it's hard.  Really, try it next time. 

So it made me think about all these bathroom things that we all experience but never talk about...sooo, I made a list.

It's a little early, I know.  But I didn't post a list last Friday and I'll be out of the office all day this Friday and have plans for Friday night...so I'm meeting in the middle because what would you do without a list from me, right?

What Everyone Should Know About Using Public Restrooms:

1. You don't have to talk to me through the stall. Really. I get that your trying to be friendly but...it just kinda freaks me out.  Unless you're a good girlfriend, and then it isn't weird at all.
2. Some of us have temperamental bladders and at random times, no matter how long we wait,  we just can't go while you're around.  So do your business, wash your hands and go.  You can mess with your hair and fix your makeup somewhere else.  Get out so I can pee.
3. People actually do notice when you don't wash your hands. So yeah, I'm gonna have to pass on the casserole you bring during our potluck dinner.
4. If you decide that you're just anit-hygiene, for whatever reason, at least follow the example of the wet and run. At least these people get the importance of hygiene enough to at least pretend to wash their hands.  Apparently, sticking your hands under water for 2 seconds,without soap, makes them feel that they are doing their part to prevent the spread of germs and disease.
5. Don't comment on bathroom performance.  I may have just peed for like 5 minutes straight but that doesn't mean it's okay for you to say something like "Wow, you really had to go."  How am I suppose to respond to something like that? "Yeah, I'm training for the National Urination Championship - working my way up to a 10 minute stream." Just do what the rest of us do- don't say anything, wash your hands, and then when you get back to your office tell them all about it.
6. Just like you learned in Kindergarten - if you make a mess, clean it up. Really. Don't be gross.

Okay, I'm off to sulk about my bad run and figure out how to turn this around...

GRRRRRR

I am frustrated beyond measure! So freaking pissed! And yeah, I said pissed so you know it's gotta be bad!

I have hit a serious platqeau.  I've been running every other day, without fail - keeping myself on track no matter what.  I was trying to gradually increase my speed and distance.  The other day I broke the 1.5 mile mark and did almost 2 miles.  So theoretically, I should have been able to make it to 2 miles the next run. Nope.  I just couldn't do it.  Even when I slowed my pace just a bit. 

And tonight, oh, don't get me started about tonight.  It was pathetic. And ugly. And frustrating. I couldn't get my pace or the distance.  Seriously, I got so frustrated that when I had to decrease the speed, I would catch my breath and then increase my speed. Like a great big, giant, f you to my body for not cooperating.  Like I was going to force my body into submission. 

If that's all it took I wouldn't have a problem.

I seriously felt like I had lead weights on - I was just so heavy and weak.  And it totally, totally sucks. I feel like with the last two runs I have regressed.  How? How is that possible?

What am I doing wrong?  I seriously need to get this figured out and corrected because this is so not gonna work...

Slummin It

I've spent the majority of my day in sweatpants. That's some hot stuff there.  Because nothing says sexy like sweatpants...

Actually though, it's been a perfectly lazy day and it seems like a great way to end the week. And yes, I know technically Sunday is the first day of the week and not the last but  whatever, it's the end to me. 

It's been raining all day - the perfect day to bum around, snuggle on the couch, and watch tv...and so that's what I did.  It topped off a fantastic weekend of goodness.

First and foremost, my hubby got me tickets to see my favorite comedian.  I cannot tell you how excited I was!  And then he told me they were actually VIP tickets - so that made an awesome present even better! And I so wasn't expecting it...wasn't even on my radar, so I was completely and totally surprised.  Seriously, it's got to be one of the best birthday gifts I've had.  I am so pumped!

And then my Sooners demolished Texas - beat them into the ground.  It was ugly.  Granted, it's not the Texas we're used to playing but our guys looked good out there! We completely dominated.  And there have been lots of years when we couldn't say that, even when we did win.  It's a big game for us and I think the win will fuel our momentum....National Championship, anyone?

I was bummed to discover that Estee Lauder has discontinued my perfume!  That was suppose to be part of my birthday loot....until the clerk broke the news and I ended up with a gift card instead.  I've been wearing the same perfume for years so it's probably good that I'll be forced to find something new...but man, I loved that stuff.  So rest in peace, my dear Dazzling Gold - thank you for making me smell great all these years. And for providing the perfect stripper name, because you never know when you might need one of those...

I have another perfume that I love but I don't wear it on a daily basis, it's my special occasion stuff.  It's Givenchy's Amarige.  I thought I might just buy a new bottle of that but it is way expensive. Like so expensive it kinda makes me mad...$65 dollars for 1.7 ounces.  One point seven ounces!  Ounces!  Do you know how tiny that is?  That's insane.  So I will definitely be discovering a new scent.  And going light on my very last bottle of Dazzling Gold until I do...and going light on my Amarige too because at that price I'm not sure I'll get another bottle...we do, after all, have college to think about. 

I'm going to spend what is left of my birthday week with one last indulgence - a diet pepsi, popcorn, and a movie...let the good times roll!

I Wanted To Go

So what's worse than not getting to go to an OU football game? 

How bout missing the "Hey, got some tickets to the game, thought you might want them.  You interested?" message!

I have no idea how it happened but I totally did not get that message. Until after the game. 

That was killer.

And when I found out I could have been at the game and just missed it...man, I was so disappointed it would have been better if I would have never even known.

And then, of course,  I had to acknowledge the offer and explain that I missed it.  And no matter what, that just makes you look lame.

The only way it could have been worse was if it was the Red River game.  That's actually my all-time favorite game to watch.  In fact, I snuck off to the game 7 days before M2 was born.  It wasn't the smartest thing I have ever done but I kinda just figured if something happened we could just find a hospital...I really wasn't too worried. 

But we got stuck on the public tram, or whatever they call it.  For one it was just a high volume day and then they kept breaking down and it would clog everything up.  We had driven to the game before but decided to follow the advice of our friends to "avoid traffic".  That worked out really well.

We were completely unprepared - I never imaged getting stuck and being trapped and at the complete mercy of the public transportation system.  It wouldn't have been so bad but we didn't eat before we left our hotel and didn't have anything to drink...and we were stuck for like 4 hours.

Until we got close enough and decided to just walk to the stadium.  But it was a lot further than I thought.  And as I'm walking I start having contractions.  Benny could tell something was wrong and he kept asking if I was okay.  I kept telling him I was fine.   But in my head I was actually thinking "Oh my god - this baby is gonna be born in Texas."

I held it together and managed to not give birth.  My boys, on the other hand, managed to not win that game.

I'm hoping this year is a better experience for both of us....

Thankful

I had a wonderful day for a lot of different reasons, here are some highlights:

I knew it was going to be a good day when AC/DC's You Shook Me All Night Long blasted through my radio this morning. First of all, it's just a good song - it's got a good beat, lots of energy and it's sexy.  It's one of those songs that makes you want to shake your booty.  It also makes you believe that whoever you're shakin it for imagines the song is about you. 

But more than that it makes me smile every time I hear it because it reminds me of a time a girlfriend and I decided to sing that song during karaoke.  We got on stage and started singing but it totally didn't work out.  Have you ever really listened to those lyrics? Besides the "she shook me all night long" part? It's just not a song two chicks should sing...we've got the mics, leaning in towards each other singing "she kept her motor clean"...and I just lost it and ended up mostly just laughing and dancing around... it was definitely a fun night and I think about her and that night every time I hear it. So my day started with a good memory.

Then this morning I checked and I have 15 registered exhibitors for our conference!  I'm so pumped! That was my goal and I made it!  And I have a few that I'm still working on so I think I can get even more than that...definitely made my morning.

Then I got a surprise phone call from someone I haven't talked to in years - we didn't get to talk too long but it was great to catch up and it made me feel so special to know that they were thinking of me.  I love phone calls like that...made my day even better.

In addition, I had a fun lunch with the hubby, enjoyed a cupcake, got told by a stranger that I looked lovely, and I didn't have to make dinner.  All things that made me happy.

And after dinner I even ran.  I would like to have said that I kicked butt but sadly, I did not.  Two days of sweets and heavy  meals hurt me.  I considered not running at all but I tossed that thought aside like an old, unworthy lover and got it done.

So I've had an amazing day full of love...and I feel so blessed.

Even Better

And the day kept getting better...I got another surprise! Look what a little fairy brought me...

What could this be?

Is it...

It is - shoes!



Some very cute tennis shoes...can't wait to wear them!

Today has been awesome - and it's only Monday!  I feel an awesome week coming on!