1. I’m currently obsessed with Imagine Dragons right now. You’re welcome.
2. So, I fell a few weeks ago in NM. It hurt at the time (there may have been some rude words uttered) and continues to hurt. I noticed last night that there is something not quite right with my pink fanger. I see tape in my near future.
3. It’s Hatch Green Chile Festival time around here and that means moar green chiles on everything! In my eggs, on my pizza, on a sandwich, in soups, casseroles, tacos, you name it. Green chile salsa, pesto, cream sauce and don’t forget, just plain ole eatin’ roasted green chiles. Bomb diggity.
4. Seeing donkeys on my ride never gets old. Not ever.
5. I swam 2500 yds for the first time ever this week. It didn’t feel as far as I feared it would. 4224 is still a long way off.
6. I’m still wary of the lake. Sunday, Sunday I have a date with the lake. It is so on, lake.
7. Heidi and I are going to see Willie Nelson. To be clear, I adore Willie Nelson. Adore. I’m hoping he’ll let me braid his hair. I’m bringing hair bands JIC.
8. I get so frustrated when I can’t do things right. Tried to change the line in my string trimmer out all by myself and apparently, did something wrong. Turned it on and bam, deep cut to the shin, my shin. Lotsa blood. Nothing like a power lawn tool injury to shut down the lawn maintenance. Fortunately, Willis fixed it for me and I’ll be able to get back to business this weekend. But I might wear pants. Ouch.
9. I’m allergic to melons and wool. And maybe the lake.
10. Yesterday was Make a Baby Day in Singapore. So there's that. Sorry if you missed the celebration. I'm pretty sure they condone observing this particular holiday the entire weekend.
11. A wasp flew in my house at 6:15 this morning. We wrestled for a bit then he climbed in the air vent. So I did what any Pink Girl would do, I taped an Ulta bag over the vent. Hoping, he wouldn't figure out all the vents are connected. Duh. He did, and was waiting for me when I got home.
12. Apparently, I have the body type for a trampoline gymnast. You know, a Tramp Champ. That’s me.
13. Witnessing the sunrise never gets old. Never ever.
13. Witnessing the sunrise never gets old. Never ever.
I was most like a mexican boxer (male) and an italian fencer, woman, thank goodness.
ReplyDeleteI also have to get over my fear of OWS as well. I have just about 3 weeks to get over it. That's when I have my first oly tri. In the ocean. yikes.
That sunrise is pretty sweet! :)
Ummm yeah you're going to need some tape for that pinkie! I am most like a guy from Kiribati that runs the 100m! At least he runs!
ReplyDeleteHmmmm..... apparently, I can compete in the MEN'S 4x400 relay. Wow!
ReplyDeleteOuchers! I can only imagine how much your leg hurt! Hopefully it heals quickly :)
ReplyDeleteYour finger looks painful!!
ReplyDeleteooh, excellent song!!
ReplyDeleteTake care of that finger... and leg... maybe just take care of yourself :)
I love that donkey! little squisher face <3
ReplyDeleteMy Olympic body type is that of a Taekwondo male competitor.. awesome. Seriously. Get your finger fixed.. don't make me send you a pic of my janked up broken finger that I never got fixed!
ReplyDeleteI freaking love you, my favoritest Tramp Champ.
ReplyDeleteI freaking love you my favoritest Tramp Champ. Have so much fun at the Willie Nelson concert, wish I was there! If you do braid his hair, please send me pictures.
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