Wordless Wednesday. Except I use words.

Good News: I didn’t cry at all today.
Bad News: I ALMOST cried when I let The Hormones talk me into eating a bagel at a meeting today and I felt like CRAP afterwards. CRAP.

Good News: The sunset tonight was AMAZING.
Bad News: I saw it from the car. It was the fourth hour I’d spent driving my car today. My butt was numb.

Good News: I looked pretty cute today.
Bad News: Bloating, cramps and Spanx do not mix. TRUST. Also, 13 hours in high heel boots. UGH.

Good News: The feeling when I took off those boots.

Bad News: Tomorrow is not Friday.

And I am exhausted. GOODNIGHT!

Mostly it’s the endorphins.

I don’t know if you know this but I’ve started running. Specifically, I’m on Week 3 of Couch to 5K. If you follow me on twitter and Facebook you know this because every time I do a run I’m like HEY EVERYBODY I RAN LOOK HERE IS HOW FAR AND HOW LONG AND HOW FAST AND I AM SO AWESOME YEAH!

Mostly it’s the endorphins posting.

Mostly.

It’s also partly that I just want the acknoledgement that I actually went out there and moved myself forward in a fast pace. Faster than my normal pace which is NO PACE.

There seems to be a lot of bloggers that have found a love of running and my most favorite by far is Miss Zoot. I LOVE her attitude. She’s REAL about how HARD it is to run. And I understand there are people out there that just have a body that RUNS. It just WORKS. I do not have one of those bodies. I get HORRIBLE shin splints if I don’t wear my neoprene wraps on my legs. If I don’t hydrated REALLY WELL and make sure I have a good amount of calories in me, I bonk hard on the last sprint or two.

I might be there one day. I’ll strap on my shoes, plug my headphones in, hit the trail and be zen. For now every step is a battle, every sprint is a war and at the end I feel like the motherfucking badass that stormed the castle, killed the giant lizard and wins the heart of the princess.

Mostly it’s the endorphins. They are totally awesome.

Also awesome? The tan lines…

Wordless Wednesday. Except I use words.

In a more perfect world, these girls wouldn’t live 200 miles away from me.

HALLOWEEN 2011

How many days into NaBlPoMo do you think I’ll make it? My guess: 4

Set low standards. On day 5 I’ll be a winner while all the rest of you high standards people are weeping when you miss day 29.

God, I love my logic.

You guys! How was your Halloween? Mine was AWESOME. Mainly because I got to spend it with Julie who is one of my favorite people ON THE PLANET. Why you ask? Because she does stuff like this:

She glued individual hairs to her face. She doesn’t just dress up, she BECOMES her Halloween costume. People that know her had to ask if it was her.

Also, there might have been some alcohol involved.

Which might be why this happened:

I, like, am the most classy person you will ever know.

EVER.

Most of the time.

I know those sounds kind of braggy (because I am totally bragging) but I make CUTE OFFSPRING. Are you allowed to call a tween cute?

TOTAL TANGENT ALERT: For a few years now I’ve been calling her The Tween, formerly The Princess, sometimes still The Brat. But in a week she is going to be an ACTUAL TEEN. Minus the W. Plus LOTS AND LOTS OF GRAY HAIR. AND CAPSLOCK. HELP!

Anyway, for the last few years we’ve been getting Cassidy’s eyes checked the week before her birthday and every year it’s the same. “Congrats! You have 20/20 vision! You didn’t inherit your mother’s awesomely bad eyesight! That’ll be $20.00, have a good year!”

Then this year I went in expecting to get the same news, pay my $20.00 and get out of there fast enough to run my car though the drive through car wash. I love the drive though car wash. CHEAP FUN!

Instead it went something like this: “Congrats! You have 20/20 vision! You didn’t inherit your mother’s awesomely bad eyesight! Although you do have an astigmatism and that’s why your mom has been telling you for a year that your 0′s look like 6′s and doesn’t SHE feel like an asshole for not realizing it and making you redo your problems all those times because they looked WRONG to her but RIGHT to you. That’ll be $100.00! Have a nice year!”

Jerk.

Cassidy has really started to form a… unique sense of style. Basically, the less that matches the better. It’s endearing and sometimes blinding with the BRIGHT COLORS. Above all, she does NOT WEAR PINK. The glasses I bought last week, BRIGHT PINK Juicy Couture. I pointed them out to her today and she did the finger-down-the-throat gagging motion.

TWEENS!

So I know right away that:

1) Her glasses would be blue.
2) I was going to hand her as many pink pair to try on as possible to see how many different ways she could demonstrate to the room how much disdain she possessed for her horrible mother.

At one point the lady helping us pulled me aside.

Lady: I don’t think she LIKES pink.
Me: Oh, yeah I know, she HATES pink.
Lady: Okay…

10 seconds later.

Me: TRY THESE REALLY CUTE PINK ONES!!
Cassidy: *death glare*
Me: I love you.
Cassidy: I hate you.
Me: Awwwwwwwwww! *hugs her*
Lady: …

She ended up getting these adorable blue and black Candies frames with little flowers on the side with rhinestones in the center. But only because she couldn’t find a decent pair of “Urkel glasses”.

When we were leaving she had a big grin on her face.

Me: Your glasses are really cute.
Cassidy: Thanks! I really like them.
Me: I’m glad.
Cassidy: Thanks, mom.
Me: You’re welcome.
Cassidy: I don’t hate you.
Me: I know.
Cassidy: Most of the time.

You guys, this kid.

I love her so much.

Most of the time.

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иконописBecause I don’t have the energy for a long post, here is my birthday weekend wrapped up in pictures.

Breakfast and my favorite place with my mom, Cameron, Ben and Cassidy. Eggs Alexandria and Los Gatos Cafe.

My new Emeril copper bottom cookware from Cassidy and Ben. Even more special than the fact that I’ve wanted these FOREVER, is that Cassidy was so proud to give them to me after chipping in her own money.

My big present from Ben. YOU GUYS, I have wanted an over the range microwave FOREVER. We have a countertop microwave and it takes up so much room and I hate that something we use MAYBE once a week takes up so much room. It gets installed next Saturday. WOOHOO! Thanks so much, honey!

Cake NOMS!

Got all dressed up for a fancy pants dinner with my mom, Cameron, Ben and Cassidy at Shoadowbrook. It’s one of my top five meals of all time. FOR SERIOUS.

My extraordinarily handsome husband got dressed up too. <3

It was a beautiful day. Good food, my awesome family and some pretty amazing gifts.

Hope you all had a good weekend!