It has to be said...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUSBAND!

Running is hard

So, I started this 8 week program to 'Run effortlessly and with ease' thing. I have graduated to week 3 recently and suddenly things are rather difficult.

The past two times I've been out, I hated it. Sorry, rather strong words for something so new to me, but I can't help but hate life while running. I'm not running effortlessly or with ease. It's more like I am a two ton elephant and every step is not breezy and airy, it's more like a stomp. Followed by another stomp. I don't even think I'm going that fast. I try to keep a good pace without over doing it, but I want to get a good workout in and feel like I need to at least jog faster than I would walk.

I start out the run with a positive attitude, thinking 'this is going to be great' and by the time I get home, my attitude stinks (as well as my feet).

Anywho, I know there are at least a couple of veteran runners who read this lowly blog, so do you have any advice for me? I really want to do this, so I think that is half the battle, but any encouraging words would be much appreciated.

Oh-I have not forgotten about my WOM selections for August or September, I am just waiting for husband to down load some super rad pictures I took of the selections. I know you are all waiting on pins and needles for my advice on semi-decent cheapy wine, so I promise I will post soon about it.

She shoots She SCORES!!!

Well, technically I didn't really do much to SCORE A TICKET to see this lady on October 3rd for one of her comedy shows, but I do have a ticket none the less! WHOOP WHOOP! I am beyond excited to see her show. I love love love My Life on the D List so to see her in concert is going to be great. It is actually a funny story how I came to get the ticket in the first place. Last week, Husband sent me an e-mail, it said 'so do you maybe want to go to this concert thingy?...' It didn't register with me right away so I replied 'What is it and where?' Only after I sent that reply did I scroll down to see an attached e-mail from one of husbands' co-workers saying that she had to sell her ticket because of some family obligations and maybe I would want it? Umm...let's think together...YES. I quickly replied back 'YES TAKE THE TICKET I WANT IT I'M SHAKING TAKE THE F**KING TICKET' K, maybe I exaggerate but you get the gist. So I now am the official owner of one ticket, the other person she was going to go with I sorta kinda know but not really 'cause who really cares I'm going. Jealous?

Also, last week, I went to see Family Groove Company in concert, here's a little sampling of their music. And a little some thing extra. Heeheeheeheheee...

They are excellent in concert. I highly highly highly suggest going to one of their shows. I'm so proud to say I'm related to one of the band members.

Later bitches!

Clues you have been sitting in front of your computer too long

Your wine glass is empty.

& your butt is throbbing, and not in a good way.

The End.

Why Super Kid is so great.

So I thought I would elaborate just a little as to why I think my Super Kid is the best.

I am semi-serious about training for this 5k deal in a couple of weeks and have been walking/jogging lately. A couple of days ago, it was nice out and my allergies were under control so me an Super Kid went out. Him on his scooter and me trudging along.

I usually walk around the neighborhood in the same loop and have done so with Super Kid many times. I uneducatedly think it's about 2 miles. But I'm probably way off. No matter, we do this loop a lot.

We get about half way, my face is beat red and sweaty even though I'm jogging at a snails pace, and Super Kid looks over and says 'Mom, you look very beautiful today'. I know. Priceless isn't it?

Another 10 minutes pass and we are on the home stretch. Now I'm breathing rather heavily and say 'I think we need to stop'. Super Kid then offers me his Hot Wheels scooter and even goes as far to say that he will put it up on the highest handle bar setting so I don't have to hunch over. Yeah, I know again.

So just in case you were wondering why I gave props to the little guy on TIHLSWLS, this is why.

On an unrelated note, KC, this is the song I wanted you to hear. Mama likes. Which is strange because nothing this 'artist' has done before has really been that appealing to me.

Enjoy.

TIHLSWLS

• I have mad plumbing skillz.
• I have the best kid on the planet.
• Acquiring phone paparazzi talent is not difficult when you work 2 blocks from the Vikings training center.
• I also have no idea why I care so much.
• Me and husband speak the same love language.
• Super Kid has obtained husbands fashion sense.
• Customizing the Google homepage was way more fun than I thought it was going to be.
• Doing this at work is a no-no.
• I don't understand Facebook.
• I can't keep track of all my 'I'm sure I'll remember that' user names and passwords.
• Tom Brady is nursing a major boo-boo.
• I wish I was that boo-boo.
• I mega heart Tom Brady.
• I mega hate pollen.
• My feet stink, like real bad.

This is for you

Just call me Betty. Betty Crocker.

Ehm! Attention!

I, Mrs-All-I-Know-How-to-make-is-Microwave-Popcorn, has done the unthinkable. Braved new ground. Unmasked a new hidden talent.

I have made two things in the same day, without failure.

Drum roll please.

The first dish I made was

POT ROAST!

Ahhhhhhh, I can't believe I made this and it turned out no less. Most people know it's not very difficult to make pot roast, but usually when recipe's are explained to me and there is a 'and then all's you have to do is' I get eye glazed and start tasting copper so for me to do this, well Bravo to me. It was even good to eat. I even ate some WITHOUT dousing it in a gallon of ketchup. I EVEN got a huge thumbs up from husband and super kid, without asking thank you very much.

K, the second thing I made yesterday was a nail biter indeed. It is a made from scratch recipe handed down about 4 generations on husbands side (no pressure).

2nd drum roll please.

Cinnamon rolls. Yes, cinnamon rolls from scratch. Meaning I made the dough. From scratch. Yes, me. I did it. Again, most people know that these things are easy peasy to make, but I did it. I undercooked one batch by a little bit but I hear that is the trickiest part.

So, anytime you want me to whip up a batch at your next party function, you just let me know, I will with a smile on my face.

Bravo to me!

I took some pictures of my own in the process, I'll post them some other time.