Go, Aimee! May this be the start of a proud-making collection! No one will laugh -- even at my most serious triathlon, I distinctly remember being cheered along by my fellow participants, who were also trying to run in 108 degree temps yet sparing a breath to tell me I looked good, and feeling buoyed by the support of strangers.
ION, I would like for the Universe to arrange that I be paid a dollar every time a student asks me if there's any way to have a book sent here to our library from another library on campus. Jeez, people -- we live in CA, it's a lovely day out, and I can't understand why everyone thinks you're all so smart when you won't seize upon this excuse to go out and enjoy it.
Hopefully it's just those grungy third-graders.
Yeah, the big stinkers.
it's a squick.
Amy, that's it, exactly--the squick, and
my lack of confidence, which I really think grows out of my maternal guilt complex. Since my Ben's birth, I have always had this fear that I'm going to be lazy or stupid and miss something I shouldn't have missed with my kids, and something horrible will happen to them, because of it.
I've learned to recognize it for the craxy it is, but once in a while it pops back up and bites me in the ass. I've been having a long talk with myself this afternoon about it, reminding myself that this certainly isn't THAT, because it's only icky, not OMGPOLARBEARDANGERWILLROBINSON!
I should really get in the shower. But I really don't want to.
not OMGPOLARBEARDANGERWILLROBINSON
Exactly, babe. Worry if they run out in traffic, not if they get lice. It's yucky, but it won't kill 'em.
Overheard in - well, on the sidewalk right behind me actually. Things I'm glad I don't know the details of:
Girl says: "His was like the size of a peppercorn, and it
hurt.
Mine's like three times that, and it won't come out.
That's funny, brenda.
It prompted me to check overheard in new york. Guess what the second quote was?
Son: Is there anything we can do to get Buffy back?
Mom: Well, we could join together in prayer.
Son: Uh huh. Is there anything useful we can do?
Mom: No.
Even though I'm not actually running?
I am also terrified I'm gonna get laughed at for my walking.
Um, no. You won't be laughed at. 1) It's the Komen Race - so it's not uber-competitive and there are lots of walkers, lots of people who can't actually run yet. 2) Walkers are a lot more accepted in regular races these days. 3) Everyone else is too busy worrying about their walking to laugh at you.
It's all love on race day. All love.
YAY!!!
I am so excited about it! I'm buying new pants!
Man, you don't check in for a while and Stuff Happens...
So, get this - she just asked me if I'd fly with her to Portland and back to help her with the boys on the plane and then I'd be totally free to do whatever I wanted in between. And she'll pay for my plane ticket!!! Will you be around October 12-16th?
Yes! Come play with me????!!!????
Now back to my regularly scheduled catching up.
Look at me! I'm dancing crazy posting from the bar. I feel all like Scola and shit.
