Maxima Love

August 29, 2013 at 12:59 pm (Cartoons, Day to Day, Family, For Amanda, Maxima, Picture Posts, Posts In Pictures, Random Images, Thank You, Wasting Time In General) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

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That’s my big number. And we are on the way to the golden 200,000. I noticed that Maxima owners really love their car. Maybe it’s because they have been driving them for so long and for so many miles. I spend more money, and am willing to spend more money, to fix it than replace it. I have the 2004 version. (The best shape I think. Very “Maxima”.) Technically, and for full disclosure, I am not the original owner. That would be my BF. And he bought it brand spanking new. But we swapped cars a few years back, and my trade was destroyed in a terrible, totaling, highway accident (no injuries except the car) so I am claiming the Maxima as my own forever and always.

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That’s the whole car. It needs some cosmetic work and it makes some strange noises, but it starts and takes me to work every day. If you love your Maxima, and have some time to burn, send me a comment, or a pic if you want. I know you are out there because I see you driving around in your Maxima, with the same look I have when I drive around in mine. For the most part. When I’m not dog-ass tired or coming home from work at 2 am. But I digress.Maxima people look at other Maxima people. Probably just to compare cars, but whatever. I’m not going to go into the whole big thing. Send me a comment!! We are so aggressive too. Just do it. Please. Anyway…

Let’s try to shake this site up today. My sister, the self-titled queen of all things interesting, decided that my site is too boring for her. So I am starting with fast cars (because that’s a huge reason for loving the Maxima in the first place–speed) and continuing with exciting, upcoming, posts such as, death. And pornography. I’m not kidding. I said death. With pictures. And porn. With pictures. Check back in a few if you are not automatically getting e-mails or following me. And if not, why not? Take the time and do it now. E-mail to the top right, or follow by clicking the link for it. Easy and one less thing to keep track of. I will come to you! Now that sounds exciting all by itself doesn’t it? But right now, I have other pressing matters to attend to that cannot wait. I must go to the local public perishables and supply institution. For long term staple items and body products. Bare bottom body products. Can I even type such scandal? Then I have to visit my pharmaceutical connection. I need to pick up some “medications” there. The good sh*t, that messes with your heart. Then I have to get ready to meet the brain trusts at the education center who will be teaching my children life-saving survival tactics for an ever changing, future based, random, potentially dangerous, world, that they have to be prepared for at all times. Their regimen includes hands on training, as well as written doctrine and instruction. Do not tell me that my life is boring. It is a daily grind to stay alive. And no one, I repeat, no one, gets out alive.

So don’t worry so much. Here’s some of that education in action. A picture that just sums it all up. Left on a note pad, on the coffee table, for us mere humans to decipher as we wish. Shake up the status quo every now and then. Analyze everything, and nothing, at the same time, and draw your own conclusions on how to proceed. Keep moving forward with as much kindness, and humor, as you can muster, and you should be just fine. Deep stuff. Random and hilarious. Like life itself. Later.

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Monday Was A Good Day

August 20, 2013 at 1:03 pm (Big Sky, Birds, Casting Shadows, Clouds, Day to Day, Employed Posts!, Family, Nature, Random Images, Summer, Thank You, Wasting Time In General, Weather) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

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Two quick pics to keep this site interesting and I am going to get ready for work. Monday was a good day for my viewing numbers–Thank you all for following me!–and it was good for life in general. I felt very good and healthy. Very glad to be alive and thankful for life and family and a job that allows me to have days off during the week. Living the dream, for realz. Haha. Anyhoo, I also managed to accomplish most of my list goals, including shop for food for the fam for the rest of the week while I am at work, and laundry. Sort of. It’s not piled up on the floor, so it counts. I had a hawk in the backyard, first thing, yesterday morning, 7 AM. A hawk. Just sitting there, on the ground, under the bird feeder, scaring away every other species of wildlife in the area. No joke. Not one other animal-like creature, be it bird, squirrel, butterfly, chipmunk, rabbit, etc…, was in my yard the entire time the hawk sat there. And it was very quiet too. No sounds. Not even bugs and insects dare make a peep when the top-of-the-food-chain predator for our little suburb decides to pop a squat after a long night of hunting or whatever it was doing. Of course I got pictures. About 100. Wait until you see them! This is the enticing, hanging story line, that I am using to bring you back tomorrow. I have to sort the pics and pick out the non-blurry ones. And I truly do not have time. As usual, I am pushing my “wasting” time into my actual “need to go” time. If it’s a good night tonight at the old general store, I will post them later, if not, then in the AM when I crawl out of bed. This is the nice time of year for weather around here so everyone enjoy and I will be back. Later.

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Stage 1 and Stage 2 Complete

March 21, 2011 at 5:36 pm (Day to Day, Updates) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Of Spring Break….Overhaul!

Such high hopes. (I guess I was off on Thursday and Friday too, but it didn’t really count because I had to take my mom to the doctor and I had to sit on my butt and watch tv while thinking about stuff I should do)

Stage 1. The START of Stage 1 so I guess it can’t be considered complete, but the point was to do it. So it is “completed”. “IT” is exercise, of course. Official Training for the first charity run of the season. It’s pretty cool. Me and my sissy get to run from United Center to US Cellular Field. Home of the Chicago White Sox and my sister’s idea of heaven. We get to run INTO the ballpark and touch the grass. That’s all she wants to do. Touch that grass and walk around on the field. So, I have to train. It’s like six miles, or so. I did three today. Under the required time limit. All week I am going to do this. Yay….

Stage 2. Food in the house. Actual food. AND nothing unhealthy. I know, boring. But, it must be done. We are all too porky. And summer is coming and spring is almost here! I know I already said that, but it’s so nice again today! 60 degrees and sunny, it’s too much for us midwesterns. All we want to do is run around outside without our coats and catch pneumonia.

And I am going to make dinner! What?? I know. It’s crazy spaghetti night. Red, meaty sauce with different shapes of noodles. That’s the crazy part. We are just nuts over here. Dinner is not really part of the stages but it is a nice thing I get to do when I don’t have to desperately try and cram in studying with every free moment. (But I have managed to get a little in! Sad that I feel happy. I did some on Saturday. I plan on doing more tomorrow.)

I will begin Stage 3 after I post this. The Laundry. UGH! I hate it. Just ignore last weeks post where I said I was doing it then, because I didn’t. And just to clarify for all my fans and my boyfriend: When I said he made a valiant effort last week to do all of it, he actually did do all of it. The only thing left was one basket of various loose clothes. But now its all back. BOO.

Stage 4 is magazine reading. Book reading was a fail over Christmas. So I’m not even going to try that again. I never did finish that Denis Leary book. And that is really sad because it’s good and funny and easy to read. And I want to read it. But attention span. So short. I still have a few mags coming to the house every month and they sit in a pile getting old. I like to “read” one (flip thru mostly and look at pictures) now and then to keep up with (somewhat) current events. I shall combine three and four. That way I don’t get too burned out on either one.

Stage 5 is more posting. I-tunes. I-pod. (need new music for running—so boring and loooooong) Bills. Money issues. Purchasing things that I need and don’t have time to go get until a week like now. (I’m lumping all that together because it’s lumped in my brain like that)

Stage 6 is tying up loose personal ends. I have alot of little things I like to do on a daily basis and things that I want to do and things that I will need to do, that I feel better going over and organizing for spring and the rest of the year. ( I hear you out there little chatterers…smiling to yourself and snickering) It’s like a giant master to-do list that keeps me on track and moving forward. I sort of plan out the things I need to do after next week and try to anticipate all the changes that are about to occur. Some people (laugh, but I don’t care and I still love you) may call that OCD and anal and/or annoying but I call it progress and staying linear. Back tracking or being stuck in one place is the enemy!

Stage 7 should be housecleaning. Like the “spring cleaning” type. I heard alot of my friends from school talking of this insane practice. Seems hard. Seems like alot of work. Yuk. I guess I better get the clothes off the floor first and aim for whatever is underneath. I’ll let you know how that one plays out.

Stage 8. Schoolwork. Always schoolwork. Always MORE to study. I have a paper to write (its an extra thing that isn’t really graded but part of the whole experience) that needs to be finished and done with. Some clinical loose ends….a care plan and some evaluation goals. The Math! I have math to go over. Final test next week. This is the clincher. Then the normal lecture test. LOTS of material, but I’ve already started so I can just keep doing some every day. Even after graduation I still have three more weeks of extra school. It’s a class designed to help me with the licensing test. Then even after that I have to go on. Add more letters. Go for the gold! Luckily it won’t be full time anymore and I think I can do alot on the computer. At night. After work! (I talk, but I can NOT wait! I love my soon-to-be job!)

Stage 9. Watching more TV! I hate to admit it but I am eh-eh-EXCITED! for Dancing With the Stars tonight!! I have never watched one minute of that show but I plan to tonight. I hope it’s good! I like Kendra and Kristie and Wendy. I think I saw some other people too like the Karate Kid. I didn’t even know! Anyway, I hope it doesn’t suck. I don’t even know how long it’s on for but if it’s really good it could take me thru graduation! Also…this is just an FYI if you want something good to watch. Chicago Code. It’s a “cop” show but very interesting and they make Chicago look like one of the characters. I believe it’s from the brain of one of The Shield writers/producers/etc…I’m just going to end the paragraph like that.

OK Monday night is here already. These days do go by so quickly! I have kid stuff to do and that dinner to make and that laundry to run. Maybe I’ll be back. I do have more pics….gotta get them off the phone and onto the internet or it never happened.

Until later then.

I feel like I need more of a sign off sometimes….like some catchy phrase or word or something. If you have any ideas, let me know. Comments and thoughts are always welcome!  Later. L.

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Running!….is NOT what I am doing…

May 26, 2010 at 1:33 pm (Day to Day, Exercise, News, Updates) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Plodding. Staggering. Hobbling. Half-stepping. Walking. Limping. Collapsing. Crawling…to a shaded area and sitting. Pretending to remove phantom rocks from my shoes. So sad.

I started on Monday like the original plan dictated, but I just now have recovered the strength to type about it.

Well, not really…but close. At this very moment I am trying to cool down and lose the sweatiness from my legs so I can put pants on to go to the store. And that is no lie. I forgot a few things yesterday for our “health plan” and I want to go get them before the kids get back from school. I have shorts but my legs are a bit too white and stubbly and I have long workout/sweat pant/joggy things that I would never wear outside to a public store-like place. I need some cute capri-type casual slip on pants of a comfortable material that is flattering yet stylish. Hmm. I was at Target yesterday too (the store of everything) but focused on my daughter and groceries. Maybe tomorrow. I can’t walk thru there again so soon. Plus I have to go to Jewel, the actual grocery store. Sometimes you just have to. Sorry Target.

Anyway, I am still serious. Let me run it down for you. Monday. Kids to school…drove to the outdoor trail. Nice and early. 9 am. Crowded, which is good because then you have less chance of being assaulted or injured. Not that it’s dangerous, it’s lots of seniors and workout people and even a Forest Preserve Police presence, but it’s ALWAYS dangerous for women alone in woodsy settings. Plus if you fall or heatstroke out or something, lots of people to call 911 for you! Back to this gripping tale…it’s still hot here in Chicago, like summer hot, in the 80’s to 90’s every stinking day now, it’s really ridiculous actually because it’s no joke what they say about our area here; it was literally like 40 degrees one day and 90 the next. I’m not sure how it keeps happening and why we are never prepared and I have lived here my whole life…anyway, so it’s hot, but I figured it’s also 9am, so it won’t be THAT hot. WRONG. It felt like the fires of Hell were chasing me around that trail and I could not get out of its path for nothing. I managed to stagger around the trail, in shade and out, for a grand total of 1 and ¼ miles before I gave up and walked/ran for the rest of the 3.6 miles. I am not proud or happy about it, but I could not pull up enough strength to keep “running”. I could not even do a jog. My legs felt like the leadiest lead in the world and it was SO hot!! I also never used to have a problem with heat either, I was the last hold out for air conditioning and I was sincere. It really never used to bother me, but now I can barely stand in front of the oven without complaining. So needless to say, I was sweating, and I never sweat like all that, and I wanted to sit down so bad in the grass, and there was goose poo and deer poo and snakes and ducks and who knows what else kind of poo all over that trail. But I really didn’t care. The only thing that stopped me was the fact that I was on the part of the trail that follows to major roads, so there is no tree cover on the street side and the sun is blazing right in your direction, into the tree line so, basically there is no shade until you get back into the woody area. From about the 2 mile mark until the 3 mile mark I was out there, roasting, baking, shriveling and dying in the sun like a juiceless raisin. Ugh. My worst workout ever. I am so pathetic that I tried to stay next to the trees even though there was no shade, but I felt that just being closer to them might make me feel cooler. Not so. But I did keep going. I walked and sipped my water which was warm at this point but still watery, and just willed myself to keep moving forward, try not to look like you are actually weaving on the trail, and take deep breaths and let that heart rate go down, let that body cool off, just make it to the car, and hope you can drive without passing out. It felt kind of like being drunk but without the fun of alcohol or throwing up thank goodness! I never wanted to puke so I consider it a win! I ended up finishing in about 50 minutes so looking back it wasn’t that desperate, but it did feel like slow motion death.

When I got home, I took a shower and tried to remove leg stubble but I think I caused a rash with the chemicals and the heat skin I inflicted on myself. So whatever…White and hairy it is for another week. Luckily Tuesday my daughter Stevie (hey girl! cutie! with the free arm!!) had to go to the doc to get that cast off her arm! She was happy, and I was happy because we got to spend the whole day doing the opposite of exercise. After two hours of removing the cast, x-rays, and returning to the doc to get the all clear, she is good to go for now, no more cast but no kind of activity that would cause a fall or a chance to land on the arm again and potentially break it all over for 4 weeks when we go back to check it one last time! Hooray, now we can go have LUNCH!  We love the Mexican food, El Famous Burrito, I think they are in lots of places…really good if you like this kind of food. We particularly like the Chicken Quesadillas. The best, hands down, you may have had anywhere. They’re not on the menu you just have to ask…so worth it. Then the usual guac, salsa, beans (all made on site–so always delicious and always just a little different) We go to one in particular, so I can’t speak for all, but if you like it or try it…let me know! I’d love to hear from other fans.

Anyfood…back to the story…we eat and hit the Target. Stevie wants some capri’s she saw and needs a shirt for the WW2 Veterans Honor Assembly she is part of and has been practicing for the last month. I am so proud that she is so part of her school and all its activities. These are meaningful things and I like when the kids know it and understand that the world is so much bigger than just them and their lives. But let’s not get all teary eyed now…stay focused on my detailed list of MTW…ok still Tuesday…at the Target. Successful shopping. Alot of money is spent. Besides not having food in the house…I have kind of let it get to the point where we have literally just those things I listed yesterday. Like, nothing. You have to eat a hot dog bun with Ranch dressing, seriously. Hot lunch at school and take out dinner. NOT healthy, not good, not cheap. Thank goodness my kids eat minimal breakfast. Fruit Loops out of the box is usually good enough. Besides not having food in the house, we need to have “healthy” food in the house. It is not cheap, and it requires more steps to eat. Like cooking, peeling, combining….it’s such a hassle and that’s why I can’t manage it during school. One day…they say it takes 6 weeks to keep to a routine before it becomes a natural part of life, and 3 months for it to stick permanent…I hope so…that’s just about how much time I have to make it work this time.  So, food is bought. Put away. Made dinner. I grilled. Used the grill. I have a crazy fear of it for some reason. Fire and all that…but I managed to do it, and I will continue to do it now. The kids like it way better than the oven and it keeps the heat outside. So blah blah, watched tv, went to bed. Big finish there. Sorry.

Now it’s Wednesday, and I really do have to get my butt to the store. Time is ticking and I want to be back before the kids. It’s still hot. I know, no one can probably believe this. But it’s true. I sent the boy to the bus, and walked Stevie (her idea) and a good one, because it loosened up my legs just enough so that I didn’t look like a complete handicap trying to “run” around the trail. It was not pretty. And I did not complete the circuit. Again. I hate my out-of-shape self. It also doesn’t help when you have some Marine guy running around the track, looking all buff and Marine-y, passing you twice going in the other direction! And he wasn’t even from around here. He’s driving around in his big, red, truck with out-of-state license plates. Marines. Showing up in Illinois and exercising just to make us look bad!  Plus, I have the pressure of the Warrior Dash on the 19 th of June. It’s looking like a Warrior Dud. I am going, but it will not be mighty. As for today, I started off strong, said to myself, slow and steady. Slow and easy. Just casually go around the track. No rush. Just run it nice and easy. Nice and easy. Nice and easy. And it worked! I made it all the way to the 2½  mile mark! That is right in the middle of the sun spot. No cover. Someone kindly repainted the mile markers in bright red numbers. Nice and big and correctly I assume. They are not in the same places as the previous markers painted in yellow. Turns out each quarter mile is just a little bit farther than they were on Monday. But I really did make it to the 2½ spot and I tried for more, but I couldn’t do it. I half-jogged it every few paces but I was pretty much done for. At the 3½ mark I kicked it up for that .10 mile and brought it home. Too bad I had to park my car near the entrance today, so I had to walk even more just to collapse out of sight of the more athletic types who were just dashing around looking all happy and fit. Next week. Next week.

Again, not happy. But it is pretty funny and it makes a good story. Isn’t it better than, “Oh today, Monday, ran 4 miles. Tuesday, ran 4 miles. Wednesday, ran 6 miles and did an obstacle course…blah blah…” My version has that gritty-real-life-down-in-the-streets kind of attitude. (Because I am gritty, from being, literally, down in the street, weak and tired).

Also, in my defense, I am on the pre-week of my “cycle”,  notoriously makes me exhausted and hungry and not able to do alot of energy requiring things. I hate when it coincides with my plans for higher living, and race events like the Dash or the 5-Mile. Next week though will be different. I tend to be a heavy “exit-er” (if you catch my drift without me being too graphic on the technical details part) but I get my energy back and I’m not hungry. So I should just be flying around that trail with no trouble at all!

On a happy note, I have maintained my weight for one whole week despite the period problem. So that’s really good. Course it does help that every time you step outside lately the sun and heat suck away all the moisture you have in, on, or near your body.

So I am all cooled down and my pants will probably slip on now…I had eaten a sammy (healthy bread, turkey, lettuce, tomato, onion–love the onion–not good for the breath tho) and a banana, felt like vomiting…for real. I held it in. And I think I’m good to go there too. I would have been so mad. I haven’t made an actual sandwich for myself, like that kind with stuff on it, for a long long time and I would have been super-mad if I just threw it all up. But I am better now.

It’s one p.m. in the city. I will be back later with some coins and cars and pictures. I’ll probably throw something on top of this…but I don’t know what yet. It will be a surprise for all of us!

Enjoy the sun, apparently it’s here to stay! Toodles.

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Happy Birthday Amanda!!

July 17, 2009 at 10:29 am (Day to Day, Flowers, Phone Camera, Pictures, Warrior Dash) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

It is Friday the 17 th! My sister’s official birthday! And I see we are reading this webpage a little more regularly now. Thank you! AND making comments. Thank you again!

So, I never got back here yesterday because normal people stuff takes up more time than I thought, which is probably why I don’t do it on a regular basis. But I payed the bills, bought some groceries, tidied up the house a bit…we even had an overnight guest (the kids friend). Next up is laundry—have to get that dang pile down, posting more exciting things from yesterday when I was out in the world (Dodge Challenger…oooh) and basically waiting for my sissy today to come over!

The plan is for her to come here. We are going to have as nice birthday dinner while we can still eat through our mouths and not the feeding tube they will have to put in along with the full body casts that they put on when you break every bone in your body doing some crazy athletic race-type event because you think it’s cool. Then we’ll leave at 5 in the morning tomorrow and prepare for an all liquid diet for the next month! Kidding, I’m sure. We are highly trained athletes. Used to extreme adventures and bad terrain. WE ARE WARRIORS!!

Here are some true excerpts from the e-mail we got:

Warriors,

Brace yourselves for the wildest 3.75 miles of your life, a battleground full of dangerous and insane obstacles!  Warriors, prepare to battle.

That doesn’t seem to bad, right? Then it’s all blah, blah, details about packet pick-up, parking, etc… And then this:

Danger Warning

Please understand portions of Warrior Dash are truly extreme – your best judgment and respect for every participant is expected and appreciated.

This is no joke:  there really will be fire, swamps, extreme hills, etc.  We urge you to take special caution when entering the forest immediately before Splintering Spools because the hill is extremely steep (too steep to run down) and there’s limestone jutting out of the hill in several areas.

Excuse me, while I go poo in my pants. “Splintering” spools doesn’t sound too bad, you know, splinters in my knees and hands maybe…unless it’s like giant shards of wood sticking out…It’s the “steep hill” and “jutting limestone” that concerns me. I would like to NOT crack my skull open on a piece of extreme rock. Fire, swamps…I guess if I’m wet already I can’t technically catch on fire right??

At any rate, I’m getting a stomach ache thinking about it!

So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISTER!! We are going to have SO much fun tomorrow!! I’ll make sure Mom gets us a room at the hospital together!!

Here are some flowers from my front wildflower landscape thing I tried to create! Aren’t they pretty? Won’t they be soothing to look at through giant, swollen, teary, puffy, black and blue eyes?? Ha.

For all you other folks who can only imagine…check out the web here for the actual event,

And here for the Face Book Link.

I don’t have it but some of the comments are funny.

Here’s your pictures Amanda! Happy B-day! Love, Me!

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Running Wild in Illinois on the Best Day of the Year so Far

May 8, 2009 at 2:03 am (Day to Day) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

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.

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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??)

“Rock & Roll RockStar”

Give me a devil-horn-hand-gesture and let me pass out. Vodka Rocks! Woo-hoo!

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May 1, 2009 at 2:20 pm (Pictures) (, , , , , )

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GO BULLS!

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