Running Mild on an equally gorgeous day in Illinois
It’s Friday. If you read my post from Thursday, you’ll remember that I was running wild yesterday. Today, not so much. My playlist:
is awesome. But not enough. The forces of feminine nature are working against me today, and there is no remedy beyond time.
I was stiff and tired and felt heavy and broke down. I trudged along though because of the shining beacon of waxy hope I set up for myself and you, faithful readers: the quest for the crayons!
I started to lose faith somewhere between the 1¾ and 2 mile mark, when suddenly…there it was! The first crayon. A Red one! Non-crayola.
Was I crazy? Was I delusional in the heat yesterday? One stinking red crayon?!? I swear there were 8 or 10 or 12!!
Two miles in, I rationalized that the storm had driven them off the trail and into the side grass and weeds and that was it. Gone forever.
And then, looking like a sign from a bright sun god: Orange and Yellow!
A little further: Blue and Blue and Green. Then Brown all alone. Right in the middle of the path.
Then nothing for a little while. I figured that was it because I couldn’t remember how far along I had seen these crayons.
Just before 2½ miles, I saw one come into my vision. White! (Can’t see the word in the actual color–sorry!) I don’t even remember seeing that one at all.
But, no black. I know I saw it. because I was thinking of the 8-box of Crayola’s and it was the only one missing. (Purple too, but that was obliterated; crushed to waxy shards on the cement, so, sadly, I left it there to die in the sun.)
Oh well. Let’s just finish this damn run so I can go home. I feel like a thousand pounds running in a tornado uphill carrying a backpack full of lead…you know, amusing myself with descriptions of my struggle to survive the wilderness and all that…
I can see the 3½ mark just up ahead. Get ready to kick it up and sprint that last tenth of a mile…here I go…STOP!
There it is!! The Black crayon! It’s only half but who cares?? I was so happy I stopped and picked it up and looked around and probably looked crazy. Crazy girl carrying a plastic sandwich bag filled with broken crayon pieces. I guess I need a hobby, but I’m telling you I felt good and happy, and I got out and exercised so it wasn’t all bad.
Thus concludes my colorful story. You never read such a gripping tale of lost dreams, vanquished hopes, joyful discoveries and ultimate gratification, in life and love and all its mysteries. Inspirational AND inspiring; via the humblest of all school supplies.
And you thought your kids crayons were just for coloring. Picture is below.
9 Reasons to Drink More Coffee! Best Internet Tag For The Weekend KickOff!
This is a Yahoo Post, by Lucy Danzinger of Self magazine. It has lots of words and extra links, so instead of trying to summarize, I thought I’d just steer you to it and you can judge for yourself.
I’m a big coffee drinker too. I drink it first thing in the morning and sometimes the last thing at night. I bring it to the gym with me. It may be sick, but I’m not alone.
Before any of the races I run I only drink coffee, no food. I figure it works for me every other day I’m not about to change right before I have to run for the public. I don’t want to be the barfer or the medically-treated.
This article will help defend you against the non-coffers, offering many good points to make when they are trying to get you to drink some vitamin water and wheat germ.
Anyway, grab a cup and click this: 9 Reasons To Drink More Coffee!
Underdemeciated…
That’s what the movie Bedtime Stories is.
We just watched it the other night after it sat on our shelf for a week slowing my Netflix process down. The kids have seen it already. So we get the heads up on all the really funny parts. And it was funny. It’s a buyer…
Adam Sandler–if you like him–never lets you down. Even when the premise seems like it just won’t work, somehow it does. His last few movies have been really good. Funny, charming, a drama part, a sad part, and a big happy ending. My favorite. I’m all about the fantasy-reality-comedy-with children movies. He does it the best. See:
PLUS, my new fav crush for the moment, besides the others I have mentioned (Charlie, Denis, Leo…) is in the movie too. Russell Brand! Hopefully this will get him in all the rest of the Adam Sandler movies—another cool thing–aka, Rob Schneider….
Anyway, I read Russell’s book. Also good. Nice finish. He actually talked about the movie, but it was untitled yet and uncertain if it was going to be a hit or not. So I put the picture of the side of the book–above, and I’m going to copy a pic off the internet of the front. So you can see him and get a glimpse of some sexy this morning.
I can’t remember what’s coming next on Netflix and I’m trying not to look. We still have Before The Devil Knows Your Dead…a lighthearted, romantic, comedy I heard…just kidding.
Read the book. (My Booky Wook) Check out the link…
See the movie. (Bedtime Stories)
Running Wild in Illinois on the Best Day of the Year so Far
I love days like today. They have everything in them.
Sunshine. Blue skies. Cloud scatter. Tight breeze. Ever-so-subtle, atmospheric-scent in the air; And finally, the storm itself.
Moving in fast from the South and darkening and covering the blue with ominous grey and green. We didn’t care because we were already in and done with our day.
I mostly sat around all morning, and after Regis and Kelly (still hooked I’m afraid) I flipped channels and Sweet Home Alabama was on. I don’t care what you say. I’ve seen it 20 times and I’ll see it 20 more. If they show it, I’ll watch it. Cut-up to hell, but I don’t care. It’s too romantic and it spoils real life and love for the rest of us, but we all like to dream.
“Aw hell, nobody finds their true love when they’re 10 anyway”
So then my neighbor came over and asked me to help her move some plant potters and once I got a whiff of that outside I figured I’d better get out and enjoy it before it feels like a wasted day. So I did.
But first, I took a few pictures of her Frankendog. The dog had some surgery (she’s fine–just surface removal) and she looked so funny I thought I’d capture it forever. And of course share with you. Pictures below.
Then I hit the trail. Kind of slow, but at least moving. Listening to The Warrior playlist.
Check it out if you dare. Have to keep motivated. Have to go out and shake it tomorrow too. I am about to do some major damage to my gut this weekend and I need to be pre-prepared.
Friday night’s a free-for-all. Undetermined.
Saturday A.M. The BF’s Mom for breakfast. Saturday P.M. My Mom for Dinner. I’m sure there will be drinking. That’s what gets you is those alcohol calories. To the brain AND the bum.
Sunday A.M. Kids are home and we are going to need lunch. Possibly breakfast. And definitely dinner.
I guess I could show some restraint and just suck it up and eat healthy, but you know, I’m actually drinking right now typing this post and I’d rather just work out extra hard after, than miss something good right now.
Mother’s Day starts tonight for me! Hold up, I have to go fix another drink. brb (ha! NOW I know what that means–only took 6 months to figure that one out)
Ok crisis diverted. Back to the plot. While running I came up with a few ideas. First off, this post. I do my best thinking and pre-writing while I’m running. You might disagree…sister?? Best is questionable if this is the result, but I find it amusing and I’m only slightly buzzed.
Then for a playlist. “Running Wild and Crazy, possibly in the Jungle” I haven’t worked the details out on that yet, but it’s next. Depends on how many “wild” and “crazy” songs there are. So I thought I could throw in the “jungle” for filler. Got a great opener….
This is a funny thing while I was running today. At about the 1 and ¾ mile mark, I started seeing crayons on the ground. You know, Crayola crayons. Just laying there. First a yellow, and orange…a few moments later red and broken blue showed up, then a quarter mile on, here’s purple, brown, green….who’s missing? Oh yeah…black. Nope. Here he is. Made it just under 2 and ¼. Last guy to be dropped out of the box I guess by some poor kid walking around with his parents. I wonder what the thought behind bringing crayons to the Forest Preserve trail was anyhow?
When I go tomorrow, I’m going to pick them up when I see them. Usually stuff is still there after only one day. It did rain, but it was pretty hot during the day and some of them looked like they were melting to the ground when I saw them. Hopefully they won’t un-stick in the night and roll off the path in the morning. If I get them, I’ll post them! Something to look forward too! Hang on for one more day!
And I thought of another playlist–crayons, naturally. Like the colors–red, yellow, orange…etc. I’m working on that too.
After the trail I took the kids to the store. I really DID have a grocery list, although I’m not going to write down what it was.
Ok, ok, just real quick (for Amanda): Card for mom, yogurt, granola, Tums, brussel sprouts, cauliflower, cheese sauce for Stevie’s school movie night, ketchup, Mountain Dew (also for Stevie), hot dogs, hot dog buns, baked beans, a little gifty for my sissy, and four, half-pound each, fat-ass burgers.
Like I said, Mom’s Day is early here.
When we got home, I put the stuff away, packed up Stevie’s stuff for school, and the kids went and played outside for a few.
Mason had bought flower seeds at the store, some Chinese Lanterns, that he thought looked cool, so he and Stevie went and found four different potters to put them in.
Then it conveniently rained, and they came in and watched Family Guy. I know it’s bad and not for kids, but it’s just SO funny. Besides, they learn new stuff. I can’t teach them everything.
With dinner over, my kids got transported to another store by the BF to purchase gifts for myself and the step-mom. After hiding the gifts in a location I must know, so that I don’t go looking there for 3 days, they are sleeping.
I am drinking.
The boyfriend is playing Mafia Wars.
Last game of the night: Lights off and laying down.
I am about to wrap this up with no words of wisdom, no extra pictures and no playlist.
Oh you. You know me too well. Here’s a blue sky–above; a tip–right here: Don’t stand up in a canoe. Don’t do it; And a killer playlist–below:
(It’s “comprehensive”—but please, let me know what possible song did I leave out??)
Give me a devil-horn-hand-gesture and let me pass out. Vodka Rocks! Woo-hoo!
Rock & Roll RockStar
1. Rock And Roll / Led Zeppelin
2. So What / Pink
3. Rock Star / Nickelback
4. Rock Me Amadeus / Falco
5. Rockin’ Into The Night / .38 Special
6. Juke Box Hero / Foreigner
7. Party Like A Rockstar / Shop Boyz
8. We Will Rock You / Queen
9. Rock Around The Clock / Bill Haley & His Comets
10. Rock ‘N’ Roll Lifestyle / Cake
11. Rock ‘N Roll Train / AC/DC
12. Rockstar / Hannah Montana
13. Rock ‘N’ Roll Fantasy / Bad Company
14. It’s Only Rock ‘N Roll (But I Like It) / The Rolling Stones
15. Rock ‘N Me / Steve Miller Band
16. One More Big Time Rock And Roll Star / Stevie Nicks
17. It’s Still Rock And Roll To Me / Billy Joel
18. Rock This Town / Stray Cats
19. Old Time Rock And Roll / Bob Seger
20. Rock The Casbah / The Clash
21. For Those About To Rock / AC/DC
22. Rock N Roll Band / Boston
23. So You Want To Be A Rock ‘N’ Roll Star / The Byrds
24. Rock You Like A Hurricane / Scorpions
25. Wanna Rock & Roll / Cross Canadian Ragweed
26. Gold / Stevie Nicks with John Stewart
27. Rock Star / N*E*R*D
28. Rock ‘N’ Roll High School / The Ramones
29. Rock And Roll Is King / Electric Light Orchestra
30. Crocodile Rock / Elton John
31. Heart Of Rock ‘N Roll / Huey Lewis & The News
32. Rock And Roll, Hoochie Koo / Rick Derringer
33. Rock Me Tonite / Billy Squier
34. Rock ‘N Roll Is Here To Stay / Sha-Na-Na
35. After The Glitter Fades / Stevie Nicks
36. Rock And Roll Ain’t Noise Pollution / AC/DC
37. The House Is Rockin’ / Stevie Ray Vaughn & Double Trouble
38. R-O-C-K In The USA / John Cougar Mellencamp
39. Rockin’ In The Free World / Neil Young & Pearl Jam
40. Let It Rock / Kevin Rudolph & Lil Wayne
41. Rock And Roll All Nite / Kiss
42. I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker (With Flowers In My Hair) / Sandi Thom (had to throw it in–it’s good–trust.)
43. Shooting Star / Bad Company
44. It’s A Long Way To The Top / Jack Black
45. Your Mama Don’t Dance / Poison
46. I Love Rock N’ Roll / Joan Jett & The Blackhearts
New and Improved, EXCITING Website! This is the BEST and MOST interesting page EVER!
My sister doesn’t think my web-blog is interesting. She wants to know just what is so “great” about…this…”Just you writing down all the boring dumb things you do everyday? Who F****** cares?”
Well.
Even after all my shout-outs to her and her favorite sports baseball team, her mad hair cutting skills, her awesome kids and hubby, her parties that are only slightly lame but with fabulous food, AND on the day she comes to pick up HER dog that I have been watching for ONE WEEK so she could go to the Dells for the “weekend”, and she tells me I basically suck. Nice mouth.
(A picture of her dog is below. Named, Juneau. At least he’s cool.)
So in honor of her and spicing up this post, I am going to relate the story of how I almost lost a limb yesterday dangerously cutting logs with an old rusty circular saw, no safety goggles and inadequate insurance coverage!
My boyfriend thinks its pretty gruesome too. It’s so terrible that I don’t think any small children should even be NEAR the computer while you are reading this, they’ll sense the horrific nature of the text wafting off of you and have nightmares for weeks…my children were right next to me at the time of the “incident” and I cannot be responsible for any more children suffering the same type of trauma mine experienced. I won’t be a part of it. I WON’T!
No, no, no…I can’t post it. I just can’t!
This is the stuff of late night tv movies after too many drinks, when you’re all alone in your house, towards the end of a long, hot, summer; uncomfortable in the sticky heat, with the windows open and no wind; darkness so thick it feels heavy and wet; involving vampires, werewolves and creatures from the Black Lagoon. Full moons and blood everywhere; pasty men and pastier women: all bad lighting, scratchy film and shaky sound. It’s TOO unbelievable.
Instead, I am going to type out my to-do list for today.
Trust me, it’s equally frightening and double exciting. Ready?
1. Walk kids to school
2. Do laundry
3. Clean bathroom
4. Dust
5. Vacuum house
6. Clean kitchen/utility floor
7. Paint trim
8. Call school about appt.
9. Call Mom
10. Get snacks for Stevie’s Movie Night at school
11. Input CD’s
12. Run trail
13. Take kids to Cheerleader’s Competition for support, as part of Basketball Team
14. Answer call from sister, telling me what an A**hole I am. (That’s the frightening part!)
Thanks Amanda for all your support! You can’t see it, but I’m flipping you the BIRD! (Exciting too, huh?) As promised.
I Love You!
Be sure and visit this site tomorrow where I’ll be posting my GROCERY list! You DON’T want to miss it!
Do anything to just feel better….
My poor boyfriend is not feeling good. He seems to be catching a cold that came on fast Friday afternoon and has gotten worse over night.
He is on his way out to go play racquetball right now in the hopes that his friend will hit him square in the middle of his forehead and break up all the congestion.
I, on the other hand, am sitting here wishing him well, typing, drinking coffee and eating Peanut M & M’s. Dark Chocolate Peanut M & M’s. Yum!
I do what I can.
Later, we are going to a Communion party for one of my cousin’s sons. I’ll be taking my Mother with me and the sick boyfriend if he feels like going.
I told him Id make him a nice playlist for today that we can listen to in the car on the way there. I have had this idea in the hopper for awhile and here is the perfect lead in. Songs that just make you feel better….
And I think, since I’m feeing so good (knock on wood) I am going to make a sick list too!
How productive of me on the weekend! Like I said, I do what I can.
Load up on the cold medicine, grab more tissues, your favorite blankie, and curl up on your couch with a bad movie and listen to:
Then when you’re done with that, get outside and take a walk or drive to this:
I don’t know where you are in the world but it’s sunny and pleasant in Chicago after a cold, pitiful, rainy week.
It’s Saturday and the air is fresh and clean! Well, clean enough.
And tonight don’t forget to watch our CHICAGO BULLS basketball team in Boston! One more games guys!! You can do it!!
Enjoy your day! GO BULLS!!
Street Money Update!
That’s another 5 cents! Friday night and I’m going out! No, not really. I’ll just add it to the bumblebee box that we keep the street money in until the end of the year.
Thanks Mason! Good job!
For Year Total So Far, Go…..HERE!
And that concludes my eating for the day…
It is 9:20 AM, Central Time, US, and I am not proud to say that I just ate entirely too much food from McDonald’s because I am weak and I suck.
I have been resisting all week, trying to stay true to my new religion, Extreme Fat Smash; and my new God, Dr. Ian K. Smith. Although I could have used a little salvation at the drive thru about an hour ago.
I couldn’t get my kids to school fast enough so I could get over there. There was no Dr. Smith standing in the window of the Richton Park, McDonald’s, over by the highway, crossing his arms and shaking his head, shaming me into sulking away from the fast food and over to the gym. (I avoid the McD that is right next to the gym because, you know, the gym is right there…too much guilt if I actually see the place…)
Anyway, I ate alot, and after totaling up the calories, that’s pretty much it for me today.
So, water and coffee, maybe one of those popsicles in the plastic if I’m really dying. Otherwise, long road ahead. Except that the sound of gravel under the tires is really is my grumbling stomach. Oh boo hoo…I did it to myself. Music keeps my mind busy and my hands typing. So here is the list for the day: “Long Road Ahead“
It’s about roads and travel and highways and freeways…it came to me last night after looking for songs with “Direction“.
The ways to get there can get there own. Say that five times fast.
Raise a glass (of water) and listen up! List is below. Ha.
Day 4 / Extreme Fat Smash / Again.
This should be an easy day though…after last night and the trophy loss–basketball defeat—we took my son to Taco Bell. It fixes everything. At least for him it does. Such an innocent child….
Anyway, it’s an easy day. Yogurt/fruit. Health shake or bar. Salad w/egg. Then a veggie/turkey burger for dinner. 40 minutes of Cardio. Done.
Still hungry, but still want to be healthy. I have races to run.
So here, in a burst of over-enthusiasm, TWO playlists!:
“Rainy Days“ …’cause it just won’t stop, and my lawn is about to float away…
AND
“Directional Plays” …everywhere at once when you need to stay…
just shy of pretty 