Monday, September 24, 2012

Alright stop... collaborate and listen..

Because I'm suffering from IEP writers block right now, I felt the need to share with you a couple of incredibly important things I need you to invest in, download, and listen to likerightnow:

1) The Charity Miles app; available for the iPhone and apparently Droids? And idk what else. If you have something other than an iphone, do everyone a favor and trade in your crappy phone for an iphone- and then download the free Charity Miles app.

This free (and freaking ridiculously amazing!!!) app uses the GPS in your phone to help keep track of however many miles you run, bike or walk. For each mile, Charity Miles donates 25 cents to a charity of your choice. Last night I did a piddly 2.7 mile run just to try this bad boy out. I ran for ASPCA, and when I clicked on "impact," it told me that my less than 3 mile run was enough to provide vaccinations for 8 puppies or kittens. (You're welcome, Sarah McLachlan.) ASPCA isn't the only charity you can choose from- they offer sponsorships from Habitat for Humanity, Autism Speaks, FeedAmerica, Pencils of Promise, and more. There's NO excuse to not have this, people! And in addition to this, if you're looking for a little extra incentive the next time you're not feeling a work out, just swipe through the different charities you could be giving back to, lace up those kicks, and hit the road!

2) Masked Intruder.

They're pop. They're punk. They're doo-wop. They wear masks. They make me reminisce about That Thing You Do. AND they sing about stalking girls and over all bad-assery with incredibly catchy, toe tapping beats and beautiful, harmonious voices. Call it a gimmick, I call it amazing. It's like a ginormous guilty pleasure, without the paranoia of it ACTUALLY being a guilty pleasure. Free. King. Luff.

3) Trader Joe's Savory Crackers/Chocolate Chip Dunkers/Vanilla Meringue Cookies/Creamy Tomato Soup.

So what are you waiting for?! Grab your (perhaps new?) iPhone, throw on your sneakers, be active for a charity, while jamming out to Masked Intruders, then come home and refuel with Trader Joe's snacks and a bowl of soup. Sounds like a winning evening to me!

Happy Monday, friends!! Hope you have a wonderful week!

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Sometimes I feel I've got to away..

Now taking donations for these suckers....

Happy Saturday, friends!

It's been a lazy, lazy day on my end. I'm not very proud of it. Sure, Donnie and I cleaned the entire house, did all the dishes, made delicious grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup for lunch (eeeeek it's FALL!!!!) and gave myself a (badly needed) mani with a new fall shade, but I didn't do the MAIN thing I wanted to kick my weekend off with: I missed my morning Team run. It's ok to shed some tears. I have.

I was SUPPOSED to go for a 10 or so miler this morning and I'd been psyched for like a week for it! The route was going to take me through this park that I have been jonesing to run through for like a month now. Donnie doesn't like me logging tons of miles on an out and back type course because he thinks it's not safe. Sometimes it makes me really mad (...ok, not REALLY mad), but really I think it's very sweet that he cares so much. So this morning, my dream was going to come true: FIRST autumn run of the season, awesome park, hill work, team bonding, AND I'd be done and ready for my day by like 8. Win, win, win, right? WRONG. Guess what idiot woke up feeling like complete and utter dog crap? (Hint: this kid, right here.)(...I'm pointing to myself, you just can't see it...) And I didn't even drink last night! UNFAIR. 

It takes a lot for me to admit to Donnie that I'm not feeling well enough to make a run happen. If I ever tell him I'm not running because I don't feel good, he usually won't let me do anything active for like at least 3 days. a total bummer. So this morning, I contemplated for a solid 10 minutes (because that was all the time I had left for myself to get ready) before I swallowed my pride and said those awful seven words: "I think I'm too sick to run..." Perhaps I should add in here that Donnie was going to come with me on this morning's run. While he isn't on the team (nor does he have any desire to run 10 miles...or do a half ironman), he was going to join me at the park and do his own thing while I did mine. So, while I was selfishly contemplating my own run's fate, poor guy had gotten himself out of bed (5:45 on a Saturday, folks) and was in the middle of putting on his running clothes when I decided to break the news to him. What. A. Champ. He didn't even seem upset with me. (Or maybe he was and I just had my head so far up my own ass that I didn't notice any one else's feelings but my own of defeat). 

Needless to say, I'm pretty sure my husband gets the "Fella of the YEAR" award today. He let me wake him up to run for nothing, he let me sleep it off until like 8:45 while he was awake, making biscuits and getting stuff done, he helped me clean the whole house this morning, AND he just said the most beautiful words to me: "So...what time are we going to run tonight?"

Donnie O'Neil- you sir, are a gentleman. And a scholar.

Oh, and also, Trader Joe's opened in Houston this weekend. That'll get it's own post, perhaps after the completion of this evening run.

Cheers to the official start of autumn, and one of the last long runs I do in my old running shoes!

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

'Round here..

As is rather apparent due to my 2+ month hiatus of blogging, things have been a little bonkers lately. BUT it seems to be slowing down....or maybe I'm doing something wrong...? Here's a little recap of my life as of the past few months...

1) I went to New England with my dear sweet love and was reunited with my fabulous parents and my UHmazing friends whom I miss so dearly!!! While in New England, our list of adventures included but was not limited to:
A- Donnie, my mom, my dad and myself spent a day in the beautiful mountains of NH.....
We went to The Flume Gorge, where we gawked and hiked over waterfalls, and Rita found a big leaf...
We visited to top of Cannon Mountain, where Donnie proceeded to give me heart attacks by walking right along the edge of ledges....
Donnie and my dad bonded..

B- The 4 of us visited Salem, MA and learned more about the witch trials. ...and by "learn more about the witch trials," I mean we walked around the town, which has completely commercialized witches, trials, and anything that could possibly be related, and watched a couple of hoakey reenactments of witch hunts, witch trials, and witchy shenanigans.
But the beach was really pretty...

C- I was reunited with this gem- to which we celebrated our togetherness by making tutus, color running, mustache wearing, and binge eating junk food all the while.. Miss her!

Making tutus makes us pretty

There's no wrong time for a snack for two... Yes, we were well aware that we looked like a couple. Wasn't the first time, probably won't be the last..

Pre- Color Run ("Look at all the white people!.........")

Post- Color Run ("Look at all the colored people...ohhh.....")

I mustache you a question...but I'll shave it for later..

D- I went to Cape Cod. Wellfleet, Eastham and P-Town, hell yes! I thought I was doing ok spending the summer in hot, concrete Houston. And then, I came here.....
My old roommate Pat, and the whole gang at Cooke house, was kind enough to let me crash with them and invade various bedrooms throughout the house for a few days. Pat made me an espresso every morning. Out there, on the other side of that house, is the Atlantic. We could whale watch while eating breakfast from our table. You know what I can watch from my living room here in Houston? The heron, that has mistaken my backyard for a swampy wetland. Cape Cod- 1, Houston- zip.
It was a cloudy and blustery few days on the beach, so I figured it would be acceptable for me to jump up on the stand and guard in my street clothes...and anchor bikini. It's ok, I'm a lifeguard. (And, quite frankly, I would have done it if it was sunny out, too. Pullin' the GS-6 card whenever I can!) For some reason, whenever I was sitting in my street clothes with my old loves (ahem, exhibit a- KELSEY!!!!), patrons would direct their questions at me. I think it's a sign that I belong on the beach..
Being reunited with this girl is like walking into a surprise party....and then staying there for 30 years. made sense when we took this picture.... Mattie Fowler, you are a class act. A lady, and a scholar.

Go here. STAT. Clearly I quickly learned I was indeed NOT ok in Houston..

E- My flight got delayed, then delayed again, and then cancelled. That's what I get for scheduling a late evening flight in the middle of ...thunderstorm season?
I'm frowning because I'm only assuming my luggage is getting rain soaked sitting out in the rain for the second time this trip. Assumption confirmed 24 hours, 2 ruined textbooks and wet suitcase full of mildew smelling clothes later...

2- I made it back to Houston eventually, and the whirlwind commenced. Three different job offers, 3 certification exams, 2 interviews and a disastrously organized paperwork filled office later and it's official........

I am officially hired on as the Special Education Resource teacher at an elementary school. I have the best kiddos ever, and my new school is off the chain! (The other day, my principal gave me a key chain just for being the first person he met in the hallway that day.... NUTS!!) (In the off chance you can see the bags under my eyes in this picture, please be aware that I had just finished up 3 weeks of ridiculous stress (and perhaps some over ambitious wine consumption to help offset said stress...) I don't normally look like someone has smashed me in the face with a burlap sack full of rocks...I don't think...

3- One of the finest ladies I know, with one of the best kids I know, told me that whenever I wanted to take her kiddo for the day I was welcome to. Well. Now that he's not my student anymore, I'm totally posting this picture on my blog. He is the sweetest, cutest, most fantastic and fun little boy you will EVER meet! My heart aches not having him as a huge part of my day anymore, but I know his new school is fantastic for him. And his mom is SUPER at keeping me in the loop!! Such a wonderful, wonderful family!
Yup. That's love, folks. Look out, Donnie...

4- I joined Team in Training and began training for the Oceanside 70.3 Half Iron Man! That's another post in and of itself. But I will say- it's been SO fantastic so far! The people I've met are absolutely wonderful!
My girls Claudia, Misty and myself after a leisurely 20+ mile ride last weekend. Go Team!

So, needless to say, August was a complete whirlwind. But now that it's over, and I think things are slowing down (and summer is FINALLY nearing an end!!!), I can look back and say it was one giant blessing. So cheers to autumn, folks! May your pumpkin lattes be perfectly mixed, and your mornings be crisp.