Wednesday, February 29, 2012

60/366 Conditional love



That little boy who gave me a flower yesterday got into a bit of trouble today. As I walked him out to his dad's car I heard him say, "I'm never giving you another flower again."

Cracked. Me. Up!

I love the honesty of children!

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

59/366 Some days are just like that


You know the saying, "Mama said there would be days like this."

Well, it is true.

My husband takes great pleasure in the crazy people stories. Me, not so much. At least I have him to vent to.

Conversation of the day:

Mr. Southern Drawl: "Here Miz Lind. I picked a flower for you."

Me: "You are so sweet! I love it! I'm going to put it right here on my name badge."

Mr. Southern Drawl: "Nobody has ever given you flowers before, I reckon."

Maybe I did go on a little much for a dandelion flower.

Monday, February 27, 2012

58/366 Chewawa approves of the shoes



For the first time ever, I got a video analysis of my running completed so that I would know what sort of running shoes I should be looking for. And for the first time ever, I bought shoes based solely on comfort and not looks (which translates to plain-border-line-ugly shoes).

I felt two emotions - rather adult-like and depressed. I better not get blisters with these shoes.

I now have a new mission in life - to get Brooks to make some cuter shoes.

57/366 Race Day - Disney Princess Half Marathon



This was the most fun run EVER!

I had one emotional moment in the race corral before the race started when I thought back on the getting sick and then having surgery debacle. Honestly, I am completely humbled by the whole experience and I hope I never take the ability to run for granted again.

My girlfriends rock! I just wish I could have had ALL of them there.

Snow White, Ariel and I ran together and we stopped at most every photo op known to man. Seriously, we posed with characters that I didn't t even know! When we weren't taking photos, we ran like heck to the next character station. I swear, I could have run all day.

When we all met at the meeting spot after the race, we headed back home to shower, shave and shine! Then we ran all around Epcot whilst wearing our huge Princess medals. The fireworks at the close of the day were sensational!

This day goes down as a very happy day!

Saturday, February 25, 2012

56/366 The Day Before



Tomorrow, we run the Disney Princess Half Marathon. Today, we shopped and laughed. And we carb loaded.

It was an awesome day!

Friday, February 24, 2012

55/366 Chewawa stands in line



Chewawa gets to pose with the footmen.


The whole group (minus Rae - who was still on the way) with Chewawa and the footmen at the Expo.


I headed to Orlando with some girlfriends for the Disney Princess Half Marathon. We have had an entire day full of laughs and fun while riding in my friend's mini-van. Never having had a mini-van, I felt like part of an elite group and waved to all the other mini-vans on the road. We even held up signs that said, "We love your car!" Lots of blank looks ensued. Clearly, they need to work on their sense of humor.

While traveling, we found one of little Bud's toys - "Chewawa." Chewawa is awesome and has officially earned girlfriend status for the weekend.

Thursday, February 23, 2012

54/366 If it walks like a duck and talks like a duck...


Then it must be a duck!

My sweet husband has recently taught himself how to weld. He has made several things but this project is just for me. For most of my married life, I've wanted a pet chicken. Despite my begging and pleading, he has calmly said no -- instead deciding to make a metal chicken to satisfy my love of the feathered fowl. As the project progressed, the bird began looking rather duck-ish. This past weekend, I had the talk with the husband that the bird was not a chicken but was definitely a duck - and I love that funky duck. Since then, several people have come over and commented on the duck in the garage. :)

I love being right!

When the duck is finished, I'm having a duck naming party. Suggestions are welcomed.