Monday, September 26, 2011

Race Recap: Nashville Women's Half Marathon

After getting up at dark o' clock on Friday morning, after essentially no sleep because someone decided that the bed would be a fabulous place to go potty at midnight, I headed to Nashville!! I flew through Chicago, and just as a side note, have you ever been through the Chicago airport!? The toilets in the bathrooms have a rotating plastic cover that renews itself after every use! How cool is that? The germophobe in me thought that this was the greatest thing since sliced bread. I'm not going to lie, I kind of stood in front of it for a couple of minutes and waved my hand in front of the censor and just watched in awe. I know, I know, I'm like a five year old. It really doesn't take much to capture my attention... Anywho, I left Chicago and landed in Nashville, where I most definitely hit up Starbucks, saw the fam jam and then headed to the expo. This was my third half marathon and by far the largest expo. Compared to the other two halfs that I've ran, this was a huge event, even with only like six thousand people. And I got a little overwhelmed and slightly claustrophobic, I'm having a hard time imagining being involved in a larger race.. But it was super fun none the less, tons of estrogen and tons of pink. And a fairy runner as the emcee.

I did get sucked in, and spent some money... call me a sucker, or maybe just inexperienced with expos and way to excited with all the merchandise. But I got a 13.1 magnet for my car, to which Rod says, what does 13.1 mean? And I bought an iFitness belt. I've been wanting one because I generally carry my phone in my sports bra.. which probably isn't super smart considering how much I sweat, cause that puppy is expensive to replace and water (sweat) damage is detrimental. But I bought the small one and it held my cell phone, ID, credit card, and my iPod as a backup. It's a win in my book. 

After the expo, we went to the flea market. If you've never been to the Nashville flea market - you should go. I'm not really a flea market kind of person, all the stuff, again, it overwhelms me. I don't do well with clutter, and what is a flea market but a bunch of old junk cluttered together. But it is HUGE! And some of the stuff is really neat to look at. By this point I was starving, pretty sure my stomach was starting to eat itself, and I was ready to use little man as a small snack. So we went to Loveless. It did not disappoint. I do not have a picture of the food, because it was inhaled. I'm not even sure if I chewed. But we ate early enough, that it was a great pre-race carb loading experience. 

It's a little blurry, but you can just see the happiness on his face that can only come from a meal of fried chicken, mac & cheese, fried okra and mashed potatoes. 

We hit the sac pretty early, about 10pm, but the nerves set in and a small bout of insomnia and I was up at 12am and then again at 2 am and then again at 4am and finally at 5am right before my alarm went off. I have a serious fear of over sleeping. I am notorious for just turning my alarm off... all three of them, or just plain setting it to PM instead of AM. (I never claimed to be the brightest crayon in the box.) We had to be super quiet so as not to wake the small child that was still asleep, because when you're nervous and trying to prepare yourself to run 13.1 miles, it is super hard to entertain a 14 month old. I ate my banana, almond butter, and honey english muffin in the bathroom. And we were ready to go.

These are the shirts the sister had made for us. Mine is a little bunchy, but I was correct, it did have to do with cake. It says One more mile and that cake is history. Amen sister, Amen. I run to eat. So glad that the parentals were able to come up and go with us, and mainly because Rod is the best chauffeur anyone could ask for. And he's willing to wake up at the crack of dawn to make sure we get there on time.

Race time! We got there right around 6:15, which gave us 45 minutes. There was plenty of parking so close to the start. And my nerves were getting to my GI so I ran to the bathroom. There were tons and tons of port-o-potties but the lines were still outrageous and it took about 20 min just to get into one. There was also no hand sanitizer or anything - yuck. We hugged Rod bye, gave him all our junk to hold, and made our way to our corral. This was also the first race I've ran in that had corrals.   

Lots and lots of ladies, all ages. Everywhere!

Bright eyed and bushy tailed. Ready to go!

The weather was absolutely perfect for running. Sunny but a nice cool 55 when we arrived. I was cold but new that I'd soon be sweating like a pig so I sucked it up and didn't wear a jacket. I found the 2:30 pacer group from Nashville Striders and figured we'd just try to stick with him and hopefully make our goal. But I also had NO time goals... just finish!! I knew the hills would be a killer. Rod had studied the course map, which I hadn't even looked at, yet another reason we like to have him around, he is always super prepared and knows every small detail. He informed us of what to expect mile by mile, I think to make us feel better... And then the gun sounded and we were off. 

We did great the first 4 miles. Stayed with the pacer, and I was feeling really good. But the hills, oh my hills. Mile 5 slowed us down a smidge. We ran through the park, and after living in Nashville for 8 months I finally saw the Parthenon. I would have stopped to take a picture for y'all but that would have just been too much trouble, and it was still pretty tight. I think that was my favorite part about being involved in what to us, was a relatively large race, you were never alone. There were always like 50 other people surrounding you, so you felt okay about your pace and what you were doing, not being passed my a million people, only to be left completely alone, thinking, am I last!? We were doing good, and kept pushing. Luckily, Greenwich is an extremely hilly place and I've been running up them, and down them and figuring out ways to get around them for a couple months now, and I think I was a little prepared for them. So around mile 9 the sister finally told me to go on. I was mixed. I was feeling, um we signed up for this together, we did the Seaside half together, we have matching outfits! How can I just go off and leave you. But I did... After a couple of minutes of oh my gosh I'm the worst sister ever, and now my sciatic nerve decides now would be a great time to start sending shooting pains down the back of my leg - was this punishment for wanted to go on and slightly be competitive and just run and see where I could end up!? But then I just settled in and ran. My mantra the whole time is "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me, I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me, breathe..." I got to mile 11 and the nice man with water was like you're almost there, it's all down hill and in the shade from here.. Lies. Complete lies. The "I will hill" was left. We rounded the Titan's stadium running up the bridge, AKA the "I will hill" to which I was beyond happy to see a majority of people walking. I saw one sign that said dominate or some such thing and, thought gag me you inspirational sayings I just want to be done. So I bent my head down and just put one foot in front of the other. And thought, breathe,  breathe, breathe. After that, the last .7 miles were all downhill... and I just booked it. I saw Rod, Juls, and little man - I did take a small pause to pose for a picture and then ran on. Always super happy to cross the finish line! So I made one of my goals! I finished and I was running over the finish line! Great news too, I didn't PR but I beat my Seaside Half time by 8 min! I made it to the fam jam, and not too far behind me was the sister! I was so happy to see her!! So was the little man!! 

We survived!! And landed some pretty sweet bling to boot! Such nice medals, they're huge! I'm hoping to find out my second goal soon, if i took a good picture or not. I should know by early next week, and I'll be sure to report back to y'all. And post race - I had more fried chicken - this time chick-fil-a. Again no pictures, because I inhaled this meal too. Never been so happy to see a waffle fry. 

As you can see, I came back home to Greenwich. Although the pull to go back to Florida was huge, and would have been so easy - I would have missed seeing these cute faces 


All in all, it was a great run. An extremely well organized race, in a cool city with a great medal. I had a good time with my family and a good run with my sister. And we might be back... perhaps ready to tackle the hills with a vengeance this time. Or just to have a good time again. 

A big thanks to all the volunteers and the bands along the course and the Women's half marathon series!!

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Goals for the Nashville Women's Half Marathon

Tomorrow morning I will be getting on an airplane heading south to see this bunch - minus the sister's husband.

It'll be like old times, all the family vacays before we got married and had babies.. except for the small minor detail that there will be a very cute baby hanging out with us. I can't wait to see him!

This weekend will be a little something like this -
I woke up at 2 pm today - I am hoping to be in bed by 11, perhaps 12 at the latest. Insomnia is the name of the game y'all. I get on an airplane to Nashville at 7am. I don't even know what getting up at 7am is like anymore - it is a foreign concept.
Once I get to Nashville, I plan to hit up the Starbucks in the Nashville airport and then head to the expo. This is the largest race I've ever ran and the expo is supposed to be pretty big with lots of vendors. Like ifitness, Nuun, sweaty bands, spibelt, etc etc. I'm hoping to score some goodies.
We will then be heading to carb load somewhere. I'm debating if Loveless Cafe and fried chicken are a good pre race meal. I might find out, and I might let you know how it goes. 
The morning of the race I plan to eat what I always eat - banana, honey, and almond butter english muffin - some tea, and then head downtown for the coup de grace... definition: the deathblow. Thanks 
After the race we're heading to Clarksville for the Austin Peay vs Eastern Kentucky football game. Rod knows people in high places, ie: the head coach at Austin Peay. Rod played football back there back in the day, it is his alma mater and this will be the sister's and I first time ever to the campus. I'm pretty excited. I haven't been to a college football game since the Florida vs. Florida State game November of 2008. Woo!
Then I head back north. Not that I want to leave the hubs and puppy and kitty up here by themselves, but I'm debating not getting back on the plane, and instead just get in the car and go home with my mom and dad and go hide out on the Noble's compound for a while... But I'll make that decision Sunday morning.. I'll let you know, if I start posting tons of pictures of the beach and books and I all of a sudden have tons of free time, you'll know what I decided. 

Goals for this weekend:
1. Finish. At least be running over the finish line
2. Take a good picture. Seems a little silly, yes, but I never take a good race picture, I'm never smiling and I don't want to look like I'm dying. 
And that is all. I have no time goals. Again, finish. Finish. Finish. 

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me 
Phil 4:13

let us run with endurance the race that is set before us Hebrews 12:1

Proverbs 16:9

Monday, September 19, 2011

Main Squeeze Mondays: A little of this and a little of that...

Happy Monday!! The best day of the week! Right!? My work week starts today and ends Wednesday! Raise your hand if you love being a nurse! And put your hand down if you work nights and live the life of a zombie and never see your husband, your dog, or your friends and you only talk to your mom on the phone on your way to work... Am I alone? Anyone? Hello!?

Remember last week when I posted that I won some Texas honey from That Pink Girl - well it came!! Woo! I do love getting mail - a letter or a package it doesn't matter. There's just something about snail mail that is so satisfying!

And in true Pink Girl fashion - the honey was surrounded by pink - what a great way to package things and make it oh so fun for the receiver -

She even sent a sweet note along with the sweet honey! I don't know about y'all but I love me some honey. It started with Jimmie Dean breakfast sausage sandwich mini's that I used to eat at my Granny and PawPaw's every morning for breakfast, I would douse them in honey. Now I put it in cereal, in my tea, I eat a honey, banana and almond butter sandwich every day. I love it. I'm so glad that I am now able to enjoy some Texas honey and feel a little piece of the south every time I use it. I miss home A LOT at the moment...

I was also able to enjoy a pedicure last week with my dear sweet friend Lauren, who was on her first outing away from her little twin babies. 

I am probably their worst nightmare, because I generally show up after a run, sweaty and wearing running shoes. I'm sure they wonder why I waste my money on a pedicure if I'm just going to put socks and shoes on right over it. I also got my eye brows waxed and I'm beginning to think that I should stop waiting so long in between those visits because I swear no matter where I get them done they stop, stare and I hear an "oh wow" and tell me to come back soon... I'm attempting to make the unibrow the new "thing" okay? Since people do look to me for all the trends.

Today we received our juicer in the mail. We have been doing some research and want to start adding a drink here and there to our daily diet and maybe attempt a juice fast for a week. Or just 5 days. Or maybe just for one whole day. We'll see how it goes. The hubs and I love a good meal of carbs... we might starve.

Our grocery cart has never looked so green and colorful in all our two years of marriage. And we gave the juicer - we'll call her Agnes from now on - her maiden voyage. Neither one of us are huge veggie lovers and don't like to try out of the box things so our first juice consisted of 2 apples, some kale, 2 carrots, and alfalfa sprouts. It was actually delicious. The apple really over takes over flavor wise of every thing else, for which I was glad because alfalfa sprouts tend to over take everything else most of the time. We also bought a pomegranate, celery, pears, arugula, and a beet. We're going to take the next couple weeks and try different mixtures, see what we like. I wish we liked peppers because that tends to be in a lot of juicing recipes, but yuck. No thank you. But, I'm sure you'll be seeing and hearing a lot about Agnes in the near future (Despicable Me anyone?).

And just because..

The kitty kitty has recovered nicely from having his 2 k-9 teeth removed last week. Knock on would he appears to be like a new cat. Moving a little more swiftly around the house, and running some sprints to run from the refrigerator to his food bowl. Maybe I should take a little lesson from him on speedwork... I could probably handle a sprint from the refrigerator to the kitchen table to eat.

Just because he's cute. 

Do you juice? What is your favorite recipe?

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Top Ten Tuesdays: my bucket list

When I say bucket list.. I don't plan on dying anytime soon or anything, not that anyone really plans their death, and these aren't really things that I want to do before I die in the true sense of a bucket list but these are things that I want to do in the next few years, and/or lifestyle changes I'd like to ease into/just try out to say, I tried that. I'm not really a dive in head first kind of person, if you can believe that. I came across this quote in my web perusing,  “Every man dies – Not every man really lives.” by William Ross Wallace. He was a poet. I'm not sure if it's original to him, I'm pretty sure they used it in the movie Braveheart as well, but like 100 years later. I didn't do too much research, as I'm not to concerned with validity here or anything, just know that I'm not creative enough to come up with it by myself, but borrowed it from my pal William. Because my main thought behind this quote was that I want to really live, so that when I enter the gates of heaven my Jesus can say to me, "well done my good and faithful servant".  Some of my bucket list is for me, but I'm hoping to glorify Him in all that I want do.  I also put this quote up on facebook a couple of weeks ago, but I love it - "Better to love God and die unknown than to love the world and be a hero; better to be content with poverty than to die a slave to wealth; better to have taken some risks and lost than to have done nothing and succeeded at it" Erwin Lutzer. I want to take some risks, so..

1. Run a marathon. I don't plan to be fast, maybe one day, but my main goal would be to finish in an upright position, without the help of medical personnel. And perhaps eventually finish with a time around 4:30, that would be like a 10ish minute mile... I think 2012 is my year. Once I learn to commit and be disciplined. 

2. Go to Alaska, I want to see the northern lights. How cool would that be!? And just be in the vastness of God's creation.

3. Get my neonatal certification, so I'll be a "specialized" nurse. So that I can perhaps mentally prepare myself for my GRE and MAYBE grad school... its out there... on the world wide web.. just know that I'm not 100% what I want to be when I grow up, but babies are my passion and I want to learn more so I can teach others how to care for them - which leads me to...

4. I want to go on a mission trip to Africa (don't tell my dad y'all he'll freak). I am praying for an opportunity that may be possible in 2012... because  "Religion that is pure and undefiled before God, the Father, is this: to visit orphans and widows in their affliction, and to keep oneself unstained from the world." - James 1:27 and "...Because everywhere I send you, you shall go, And all that I command you, you shall speak" - Jeremiah 1: 5-10

5. Attempt to be a vegetarian for 30 days... and see if it's a lifestyle change I could handle.. again, y'all don't tell my dad, or my Nobles' family, they might disown me!! And I do love a good piece of fried chicken... We did order a juicer and are going to attempt a juice cleansing diet..

6. Re-try yoga and zumba. I'm pretty sure yoga brings out the 8 year old self-diagnosed ADHD child within me, the one that can't focus and would just like the class to hurry up, and why must I be quiet for 60 minutes!? And as far as zumba goes.. I mean all I can say is this white girl can't dance. But people promise it's fun. 

7. Keep in better touch with my friends and family. Skype more and text less and ie: not talking on the phone for 6 months even though we always start right where we left off. Maybe even attempt a get together so I can at least see my people more often!

8. Be a better wife. Maybe actually cook dinner at least once,  twice,  okay, three times a week. And keep an acceptably clean house...

9. Actually visit the beach next time I'm in Florida. Not, like a drive by, but an actual visit. Me, a chair, a good book, some sun shades, a big floppy hat, a float, and a cooler fool of snacks. Bliss. 

10. Road trip!! I don't really care where, just get in the car and drive... well maybe somewhere I've never been before. Up the coast to Maine, or maybe fly to California and drive up the coast and stop at vineyards... Oh or maybe through Montana, the Dakotas, Wyoming and all of those least densely populated states - get away from people and again just bask in the glory of God's green earth...

11. and just a little extra - save save save for a nice camera (used or new) so that I may learn to beautifully document with something other than my iphone.

There it is. This is just what came to me at the moment... at 3 am as I write this and everyone else, animals included are fast asleep. Oh to be on the night shift schedule. If anyone wants to join me, besides obvs the hubs.. on any of my endeavors please let me know =)

I did a bloggy link up again with

Hurricane Harley

Remember when I posted this picture last week. Of a  little puppy, who was being so sweet and still and calm and asleep as I read my bible. 

Well when I woke up Friday afternoon, before I had to go to work, I woke up to this...

This was my Bible. On the living room floor. In many, many pieces. I'm beginning to think that he was just biding his time, just waiting to get his teeth on the leather cover...

This is what is left of the Bible that I have had since my sophomore year of high school. To top it off, when I got on Amazon to start looking for a new one, I found the exact same bible. I was so excited that the same one was still available, because I do hate change. Lo and behold, there is ONE copy left with this binding in all of the world wide web, and would you like to know how much this ONE copy is going for? $168. Yes my friends, my bible, the very same one that I paid $20 for almost 8 years ago could be mine for the price of $168. Yikes! So, needless to say I found a very pretty purple one to order. Now I am so not opposed to a little duct tape, but sadly I am missing a few pages that I believe are being digested as I write this in a certain animal's stomach. While, yes, I was mad at Harley, I also realized that my bible is just a thing. Yes, I need one because my memory is so not what it was when I attempted to do bible drill when I was 10, but I carry His word with me in my head and my heart. It just hit home for me that there are so many millions and billions of people that have no access to a bible, and here I have a huge, excessive world wide web outlet at my fingertips to look and browse through hundreds, and it is going to be delivered to my door step, no less. It is eye opening, to know what I have available to me, and how I want to make all that I have available to others...

I'll just leave you with a picture so you and I both can forget the destructiveness of my puppy... I think he's sorry. 

**the title of this post was recently edited because I became more creative 12 hours after the original post**

Proverbs 16:9

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Shoes Shoes Shoes!!

While in the midst of searching for new running shoes, I also, was on the hunt for comfortable, casual flats. Say it with me folks, comfortable, casual, flats... that also go with everything. I am on a never ending search for flats that I like. This is a near impossible feat if you are as picky as I am. I'll drop a pretty penny on shoes that I'm actually going to wear, but in a flat, I need cheap, and I sincerely hate flats that show to the toe butt crack. You know, the crease with your big toe and second toe when they're crammed into a shoe... Yeah I need that to be covered. It just bothers me. It looks like a butt crack, y'all, on your feet! To those of you that really know me, you know that my wardrobe consists of scrubs, nike running shorts, t shirts and more scrubs, so why the need for flats. I mean hello people, I rock crocs quite often and I am not ashamed. But alas my search is over. I am also probably the last person to jump on this bandwagon and I am okay with that. I'm a fashion follower, not a fashion leader. I finally bought a pair of Tom's.

And they came today!! These are taking the place of flip flops in my casual world, because y'all I haven't had a pedicure in months, and if you remember, I am missing a toe nail at the moment.. No one needs to see that. It would scare the kids. I realize that a majority of the population finds these shoes ugly, and I must admit sometimes I do too. But its for a good cause, and I am all about supporting a good cause. I buy a pair of shoes, and in return a needy child gets a pair of shoes. A win win. Even the hubs thinks they are ugly. But lucky for me, he knows even less about fashion than I do, so I technically don't have to listen to his opinion. Anywho - I ordered the silver morocco classics -

I really like them, and I cannot wait to wear them! And I can wear them with anything. And even better they don't make my already massive feet look like the boats that they are. I also needed a good closed toe shoe for when the temperatures start to drop, like below 60, because for this Florida girl, temps in the 50s = winter, and in a different post all together we'll chat about how I can't wear boots to keep my feet warm, so I have to have a good flat. Anywho, thanks TOM, I am uber excited and cannot wait to rock these out and about - since I do have a full social calender.. 

In other news, the kitty kitty went to the vet today. We have one sick cat on our hands. And to make things worse the poor thing got attacked by a dog (not Harley!!)! Not like full on, but the dog definitely nicked him and in return the cat tore the hubs to pieces, so the vet had to doctor on an animal and a human today... The Doogs is on a raw diet and antibiotics, and blood work should be back next week. I think Harley had a feeling that Doogie was going to the vet and was going to have a rough go of it and he just sat at the door and waited and cried.. He's a good brother. 

Edited - PS y'all I won Texas honey from that pink girl this week!! She was doing a give away and all I had to do was leave a comment with my favorite book as a child growing up.  Which was N-O spells NO - not the most engaging of child reading BUT I did learn to spell NO!! And I won!! I was so very excited, I've been reading her blog for a little over a year now. Yay for honey!!

Proverbs 16:9 

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

My new kicks

I have been in a serious running rut. I'm not even really serious enough in the first place for this rut to be considered a for real rut. If I were as serious as I needed to be about to run my third half marathon, I would be in a rut. But for reals, I am lacking some serious motivation. Partly because I hated my shoes.. I loved them at first and then I lost a toe nail, and am about to lose a second. I don't know about y'all but losing a toe nail kind of hurts. So I have been on the hunt for new shoes, I love Asics, I am generally a loyal customer, I have been since high school. But the Nike lover in me thought that I needed to just try Nike one more time. I know that Nike isn't exactly made for people with wide ogre-ish feet like mine but I just needed confirmation.. again. I got that confirmation after my first toe nail fatality. I don't have cute feet to begin with a now I'm a toe nail short.. Not Cool. So with all the labor day sales happening today I purchased these beauties - 

The Asics gel Keyano 17. I bought the Keyano 16 last year, just in time for my first marathon. I loved those shoes. I ran in them all the way through April I loved them so much. They make me feel like I'm running on a cloud. And the best part - Asics makes shoes for people with ogre-ish feet, and to date I have never lost a toe nail while wearing them. And they come in pink. I am once again a happy runner. And what better way to find your mojo than to invest in a great pair of shoes!

Also in preparation for the Nashville women's half that the sister and I are running in three weeks, she had shirts made for us - it's a surprise what they look like but I'm pretty sure mine says something along the lines of I run for cupcakes or some such nonsense. But I know that it is pink and that it matches these - !!!!

These are fun - so much fun. Not that we're going to need something to make us stand out in a crowd because I'm pretty sure we'll be bringing up the rear. I mean someone has to finish last right? These will serve the purpose of reminding us that we are out there to have fun. We don't need to win anything, just so long as we cross the finish line in one piece, whether it be crawling, walking, or running...

And just because he is just way too cute, I have to share this picture of Wyatt braving tropical storm Lee. I might be slightly biased, but he is absolutely the cutest cheesin' little boy I have ever seen. Don't worry or call DCS just yet, he wasn't alone - his mommy and daddy were out there with him.. Someone had to take pictures.

Proverbs 16:9

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Main Squeeze Monday: And then there was August...

I believe I am on a path of recurring patterns here... like one year ago when I recapped my August and then I disappeared for months and months. I promise not to do that again. I blame it on the heat, the lack of AC, starting work and just plain laziness. I've said it before and I'll say it again and again, I am sincerely inconsistent and lack any sort of self discipline leading to a lack of blogging, lack of cleaning, lack of cooking, and lack of any sort of productivity that normal people do in their day to day life. Without further ado, here's what  I did for an entire month, for those of you that care..

- We didn't have AC for almost 2 weeks. In August. It was h-o-t hot! I can't really complain because hot in Connecticut was like 85, but still with no AC it is highly uncomfortable. Every home improvement store, Lowes, Costco, Home Depot, Wal-mart, Sams etc within 50 miles of us was SOLD OUT! SOLD OUT of AC's in August because they were getting ready for all the FALL merchandise like an apparel store would do. IN AUGUST no less!! I'm sorry, I don't care where you live, but moving out summer items in the hottest month of the year is absurd! Someone call the head honchos, who probably don't even have to worry about not having central AC, and tell them that it is absolutely ridiculous and someone needs to remedy this situation ASAP. But we now have AC units and I felt like Miss Skeeter and her mama in The Help when they get their first window unit in the heat of Mississippi and just stand there and let the cold air blow on them... I did that.

- I started back at Westchester, and it feels like I never left.. kind of. Besides the ohh you're back questions - which if you're truly interested, grab a cup of coffee, come find me, sit down and get comfortable and I'll spill my life story to you... but yes, I'm back. It was kind of like riding a bike, you don't ride one in forever, but you just hop right back on and keep riding like you never stopped. Or, like a really long vacation, where I worked somewhere else.. But I'm glad to be back, this is where I belong. For now. Unless I win the lottery in which I wouldn't even give 2 weeks, but be on the next plane to Florida where I would by a house on the beach and become more of a recluse than I already am...

- I am unpacked!! For the most part. We have more room than we've ever had, I have 2 completely empty rooms, which my lack of creative self starts twitching and having heart palpitations when I think about having to decorate and fill them.. But I will just take it one day at a time. In the mean time, I did hang curtains! Where I used my eyeball judgement and fingers as a measuring tool... needless to say they are slightly crooked and not without flaws... but I'd like to think it just gives the place a little character. My curtains are green. Avocado green. For this white, black, beige, and navy blue girl, avocado green is a welcome color to my bland decorating palate. I love them. They are loud and obnoxious.

- I have been reading A LOT. More like, re-reading. I read The Help again in preparation for the movie, which I still have not seen, but I'm working on it. I also re-read the first two books in the Tea Rose series by Jennifer Donnelly because the third book has finally come out and I am awaiting it in the mail as we speak. If you like time period books, and the early 20th century interests you, these are great books. I highly recommend them. And I re-read Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers. I LOVE LOVE LOVE that book. If you've never read it, or consider yourself a non-reader this is a book that you must read. The most wonderful love story of all time. It just makes me happy.

- As for running... I am getting back on the bandwagon, considering I am running a half marathon in 3 weeks. THREE WEEKS!!!!! And semi - contemplating signing up for another one 2 weeks later. It's the Westchester half marathon and it was my first one, so I kind of feel like as an homage to my first half I should run it a second time. I mean I am here and all... I also usually stay super dedicated right after a race and think that it could be a good race for me, knowing that the hills of Nashville might give me thoughts of death and crawling into a hole and not coming back out again...

 Here is my favorite picture, since I'm too lazy to dig for more, and a blog with no pictures is kind of boring, and I would certainly hate to bore you and make you feel like you've wasted 10 minutes of your life...

He was being so sweet as I read my Bible. I think he was asking for forgiveness for chewing the corner earlier in the week...