The Chafing, Oh the Chafting!

I'm finally able to keep up with my training schedule. Largely due to:

1. Icing my shins every friggin night and foam rolling whenever I remember  
2. The fear of disappointment beaten into me at a young age. Nothing makes me more ashamed than disappointing.
3. Finally, it just feels good to run. Except when it doesn't.

Perfect example of #3 was Sunday, I was completely let down by my favorite shorts. Holy chafing! It started hurting around mile 7, but since I only had 1 more mile to go, I just ran through it.  All the while, checking every half mile for bleeding.   In order to get the shorts off as fast as possible, I ran home instead of walking while seriously considering if I would get arrested for running without my shorts.  Unfortunately, the shorts are one of those built-in-underwear types.  So it would have been half streaking?  On they stayed.  You can thank me for not taking naked pictures later.  In the end, 9.1 miles with the last 2 miles in chafing hell.

The rest of the weekend was full of woodworking.  I used a miter saw for the first time (the husband gave me instructions and pretended not to supervise while he hovered nearby).  Even the B "helped". 

Look Mama, I can sand with my eyes closed!

The B got all bent out of shape because we would not let her draw on the table.  She became especially whiny when she saw that Daddy was allowed to.

You two are such hypocrites.

We got the plans from http://www.ana-white.com/.  All her plans are free and super clear.  The doll bed was one of her plans as well.  The best part of the coffee table is that it is a trundle and the whole bottom piece is one big box on wheels to stuff all of the B's toys into.  At the end the table is supposed to look like this:

The 20 Second Tidy Up

The B's Vocab Update: Her new favorite words are:

1. Butt
2. Bite
3. Noooooohhh, No NO No No No

Options and Milestones

There are many reasons I love my husband.  Usually his sense of humor doesn't make it to top 10 on the I-love-you-because list.  His humor is usually the kind that you don't really get, and once it's explained, it's more of an eye roller.  Today however, I busted out during the lull of a meeting and everybody stopped to stare.  I feel I just have to share the email below.

So we have a slight problem.   We're going to have 4 days without a sitter.


Option 1: I take that week off as vacation
Option 2: you take those 4 days as vacation ( I think that Friday is your 9/80)
Option 3: we try out that sitter city service
Option 4: we take a trip somewhere like the grand canyon, Minnesota/south Dakota, or northern California.
Option 5: we leave out a bowl of food and loop sesame street on the tv


Thoughts?

I vote for Option 5.  Although she has been a lot more fun to be around these past few weeks.  You can actually see her learning and she's mimicking words and gestures.

B's Vocabulary at 19M:

1. Animal Noises (Mooooo(cow), aaaaah(sheep), squeak(duck, chicken, pig)
2. Mama/Dada
3. Uuupah(up)
4. Baaaaa(bug)
5. Dowwww(down)
6. Baba(Bonnie)
7. Shoooo(shoes)
8. Nooohhh(no)

This brings me to midyear milestones.

Milestone #1: Words
The biggest milestone for all of us is that the B is starting to use words instead of screaming.  Don't get me wrong, there is still screaming.  A lot of screaming.  I feel bad for our neighbors.

Milestone #2: Battle Stories
Another big milestone this week was the B's first battle wound from a playground bar fight.  A boy about 5 years old came up to the B and bit her in the belly.  According to the sitter, the mom was on her cell and when she was told what happened she was only offhandedly apologetic.  If I were there I would have ripped her a new one.

Battle Scar #1

Milestone #3: Bloodless Watermelon Fruit Basket

For the midweek 4th of July we went to a BBQ at a friend's house.  It felt so strange for both my husband and I because we only got Wednesday off.  At any rate it was my task to bring the fruit salad and wine.  The conversation with the husband went well.

Jason: What are we doing for the 4th of July

Me: We're going to a BBQ and I have to bring fruit salad and wine.

Jason: Great idea, what are you going to do about the fruit salad

Me: I'm going to carve a watermelon basket.

Jason: . . . . . that's not a good idea . . .

Me: Why not?

Jason: You and a knife, really?  It's not a good idea.

My husband has such faith in me.  To be fair, as many times as I've run to him with a bloody hand, I'm lucky to have all my fingers.  Luckily, we were able to have a tasty fruit salad.





Mama did such a good job carving, Daddy has no idea what he's talking about.

Do you think they'll notice if I sneak a blueberry?

mmmmm stolen berries are the best!

Milestone#4: Catching Up With Technology

I've finally discovered Instagram!

Wild World Can Eat It

On my long for me Sunday track run, I started getting bored and began to over-analyze the lyrics to songs.  In particular I was getting irritated with the song "Wild World."  Don't judge, I use Pandora and IT picks the songs.  In case you aren't familar with the song, the lyrics are below.

Now that I've lost everything to you,
you say you want to start something new,
and it's breaking my heart you're leaving,
baby I'm grieving.

But if you wanna leave take good care,
hope you have a lot of nice things to wear,
but then a lot of nice things turn bad out there.

Oh baby baby it's a wild world,
it's hard to get by just upon a smile.
Oh baby baby it's a wild world.

I'll always remember you like a child, girl.
You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do,
and it's breaking my heart in two,
cause I never want to see you sad girl,
don't be a bad girl,
but if you want to leave take good care,
hope you make a lot of nice friends out there,
but just remember there's a lot of bad and beware,

In addition to being way too slow to run to, these are the reasons I found the song irritating:

1. The guy doesn't want his girl to go so he insults her by not having faith in her abilities and thinks that she just gets by "just upon a smile"
2. At the same time he suggests that she has "at lot of nice things to wear."  Seriously? WTF does that have to do with going out into the wild world?
3. As a parting blow he says that there is a lot of bad out in the world.  Well Mister, it doesn't seem like you are adding a lot of good into her life either if you are trying to hold her back with fear.

If you read this far, then all I have to say is "I'm sorry" but I did warn you that it was over-analyzed. 

Bean-Face says, "That was a total waste of time, and I didn't understand a single word"

Well maybe this will give you a bit of a chuckle.

What do you think about when boredom hits you during a run?