I figure whatever I’m missing will show up right after…

I was reading an article in Outside about the most recent rock slide on El Capitan this last September 27th, just a few days ago.  El Capitan is well known for being a rock climbers dream and there were approximately 30 climbers on it at the time the apartment size sheet of rock came careening down.

The article linked to another page that was more of a chat page where climbers logged in with their personal user names and they clearly knew each other. They posted photos and what they knew of the rock slide so far. People were upset and worried about friends and fellow climbers. There was one woman posting (judging by her user name) and the rest were men or you were guessing gender but everyone was equally distraught at the obvious disaster that had happened and their concern for friends. One climber died in the accident, with 30 climbers up there it would have been much worse.

where am I going with this? At the end of the stream of conversations where 16 people are equally distraught and exclaiming profanities at the loss of life and the possible loss of friends, one guy comes on at the end and says to the known female, “take it easy… (and then names her specifically)..” and then proceeds to explain to her what the situation is and why this happened.

I wanted to reach through the computer. Why not take it easy to the fifteen others who were just as upset?
I can’t tell you how many times someone has said I was “hysterical” or “freaking out”. Um…no.
She was legitimately upset just like everyone else was. It’s not like she was running through a room screaming uncontrollably.
I have so little patience for people treating women that way. I get talked to like that a lot because I have more energy than the average person and it tends to be misunderstood. Energy does not equate to hysteria. It just means I can last longer than you can. Drink more coffee and see me later but don’t bring your condescending attitude.

It’s possible this has bothered me for awhile.

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This has to be the best and the worst story of the day.
Alma couple rescues dog missing for five weeks off Mount Boss

Their 14 year old lab/pit bull mix, Chloe, went missing while they were hiking Mount Boss. Five weeks go by and they are sure she is gone for good. A new couple is in town and they’ve gone hiking and by chance at the end of the day they hear some barking. They stick around, determined to find out where it’s from and they find Chloe…barely 1/3 of her original weight but still alive.
I’m so happy for little Chloe and her parents but the poor girl. What a miserable 5 weeks she lived through. I hope she’s sufficiently pampered every single remaining day of her life. And I hope it’s on satin pillows.

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I get it, this is a cat. I couldn’t find a dog. We take what we can get.
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I’m feeling ridiculously ahead of the game, very organized and prepared for the wedding weekend in 9 days (8 days now I think).
Something must be wrong.
Let’s not panic. I’m sure it’ll come to me eventually.
Meanwhile, I have everything carefully timed out in a timeline for the days we need it. The addresses we need, the costs associated with each task and who needs to be where.
I honestly don’t know what I’m missing.
Sheesh. It’s probably something huge like…clothing or a person.
Let’s not think about it.

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I was really careful about eating yesterday but something definitely didn’t like me and my stomach was super grumbly. Probably just life. So I hung around the house until it was too late to run outside and figured I’d do the treadmill. Then it was like….ten o’clock and I was pretty determined to do that and then I was yawning and wishing I could sleep. I was also having multiple conversations with people.
I bailed.

#myworkoutwas
10,000+ steps
20 squats which isn’t many but I was killing time while I was cooking chicken. I KNOW> don’t yell at me, Geez.

It’s a cop out workout but whatever I did it.
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Today I am on my way to get my hair done (Princess Anna!). Since I didn’t run yesterday I am DEFINITELY going to today because I miss it already.

Now I’ve jinxed it.

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Run on…

Mother’s Day is just not my favorite.

So,  it’s okay if it’s your favorite, I have no grief with that. I personally love Valentine’s Day and I’m positive I’m totally in the minority there.

Mother’s Day has just never been my day. It doesn’t spin my wheels.  Shaughnessy is a mom now so she should get to have her day, too.

Every year Andrea and I think we’re going to escape for Mother’s Day weekend and it just never happens…we thought it would this year but no. And you know what? I’m just not feeling anything this year. This year I’m feeling very hang out and go for a run just do what I want to. Isn’t that what Mother’s Day is all about anyway? #MotheroftheYear #mykidsarethebestkids #yoursareprettygoodtoo

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Day two of my new phone. 
The jury is still considering its options.
It’s very frustrating to me after the wonderful world of Android that now I have to work with the world of Apple or should I say work within the boundaries of Apple because they limit you. They make you do what THEY want. They’re so bossy.
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It’s frustrating to be dealing with a company that prides itself on the individual and yet limits their ability to customize the phone.
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I hate conforming.  #stepitupapple
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It POURED rain here all.day.long. It was cold. It was wet. It was not welcoming to the runner at all. Also my head hurt so I slept very very late into the morning. I have a Botox appt on Friday which explains the migraines this week.
Not loving this. I’m trying very hard to kick this out so I don’t have any sign of the migraine when I go get the Botox.

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My friend posted this yesterday and you have to watch it, it’ll take the stress away from the Trump crazy.

Mason is an ancient, battle-scarred feral cat with advanced kidney disease. Instead of euthanasia, we felt he deserved to live his sunset months in comfort, free from pain. What happened next will make your heart melt. <3 See additional videos of the adorable interactions between Grandpa Mason and "his" foster kittens at TinyTuxies. And please remember that spaying and neutering is the only way to prevent unwanted cats and kittens like Mason and "his" kittens from being born and suffering. Contact your local shelter or SPCA if you need assistance with spaying and neutering… most have free or low cost programs, and are happy to help. More about the rescue work we do: TinyKittens.com

Posted by Tinykittens on Sunday, May 7, 2017

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I did a HIIT workout yesterday because of the pouring rain. The rain discouraged running. I’m going to try and run today. Still major rain planned for today but I’m going to try and run through it. I just can’t stand the thought of not running at all. At least some workout will be done.

Also…I see Princess Anna for hair. My hair grows so fast. What’s that about??

This was real deal this morning. I turned my alarm off and everything with intention of not going. my body woke my ass up and dragged me in, anyway.:
Run on…

the music of running.

Listening to the sound of my footsteps on the pavement as I run is one of the things I miss the most. I do run with headphones but I can hear my feet hit the street in a soft soothing rhythm that is a meditation of my own kind. Some of us don’t do well with the sitting still, closing our eyes, shutting off our brain kind of meditation and this is the way we commute with the universe. The line on my treadmill I read when I feel myself forgetting is to “run with quiet feet” and this just reminds me to listen for the pattering of my shoes on the belt as I go, careful to not let it become something loud and unhealthy to my ears. I miss the sounds on the pavement. I miss the sounds of the streets. I miss the city sounds that become music.
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Today was slightly crazy with a drive to Colorado Springs to get my hair done and a three hour drive home thanks to multiple accidents on the drive back. I spent the whole time listening to real life murder investigations on podcasts.  I left at noon for a hair appt and got home at 6:30pm. That’s a lot of murder. Full disclosure, I did make two stops. I stopped at the dirty scrapbook store ~Simple Pleasures Rubber Stamps & Scrapbooking~ (They aren’t actually dirty, they are perfectly respectable, it’s just a name thing with me). They are a GREAT store and I love to visit them. We hardly have any scrapbook stores anymore so it’s nice to have one to pop into. I never get there anymore. My other stop was for cat food which doesn’t sound exciting except Skosh was ready to eat my leg off. It’s not polite to starve the cat.

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My leg seems all ready to have its stitches out. The doctor said come back on Friday if the cut is all dried out which sounds gross and I’m sorry but hello..this is Colorado and I have sandpaper skin. He said if it doesn’t happen by Friday just keep checking it every day. Dude…overnight. It was dry overnight. It was drying out within the hour. SANDPAPER SKIN>
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I miss moisture.

I did kind of want to smack him when he said, “it still hurts??” like…wow…you’re kind of a wuss.

I restrained myself.

We’ll see what happens tomorrow after I stop in and get it taken care of. I also have my OTHER doctor appt tomorrow when my OTHER stitches get checked. Just a little prayer would be good, you know…PLEASE let all my stitches be fine and dissolved and ready to come out and whatever and sigh. I’m a medical mystery, I know this.

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What is a best friend for? Well I chatted with Miss Andrea about a recent issue and she totally called me out on my bad ass and said…no. You are dumb. Stop doing that. Duh. Sigh. Okay, that’s what best friends are for. I totally do the same thing with her so it was good to hear it and handy to have her around. Something to think about…I think we get all caught up in the whole…a best friend is to always have your back, agree with you no matter what, listen to you vent and take your side and …well you get the picture. But Andrea and I don’t have that kind of relationship. We’ve always kind of been there to say…um…I don’t think so. I think you’re probably doing this because of such and such and we do it without judgement because we both have been there for the other person’s lowest moments.  DAMN. She knows me really well. ha. We don’t have to do it very often because we mutually think the other person is fabulous but occasionally a “come to Jesus” moment is required and I’m grateful to have it.

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Run on…

See, I got all excited for nothing.

They so did not take my stitches out of my leg. He looked at my leg and said…”whoa”.

That translates into “I don’t think your leg is healed well enough to take the stitches out so we’re going to make you leave them there and have you come back and check it every two days for the rest of your life. I hope that’s not an inconvenience”.

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Really though, the first doctor who helped me out ten long painful excruciating days ago told me to put something on it when I put the bandage on, like Vaseline or something..Neosporine, you get the gist. Today a different guy said…no…it needs to be dry. Don’t do that.

Okay well, do you guys want to confer and get back to me? That would be great.

So I am spending the next two days working on mentally telling my leg to heal. I’ll let you know if that works.

Stupid stitches. (I’m bitter)

  • Ivanka Trump took a job at the White House. I.Am.Shocked. Wait…no I’m not. I’ve given up on any form of decorum or ethical behavior at all coming out of the White House and now I’m just biding my time. Either someone will figure out some way to get his ass out of there or we’ll just remain in this shocked phase for the next four years.
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    Also…we need to be loud and screaming our heads of. But hey..that’s a side note. See what I got for my car? Yep. Stickers for my car…I KNOW> ME,  Stickers! It took two months because these people are seriously backlogged and doing this by themselves (We got your back ALTUS Ntl Park Service!) but we are fierce supporters of the National Parks and their protectors so I’m proud to put these stickers on my car. Plus, my Jeep has already been through some troubled times so any damage by crazy Trump people who don’t like the stickers probably won’t be noticed…hahhahaha
  • News and Guts and Politito reported this morning the Energy department has “banned” (only really it was a strong suggestion to not use hot button words…::eyeroll::) the words “climate change”, “emissions reduction” and “Paris Agreement”. It’s so frustrating and painful to read this. Anyone can see there’s damage to the environment and we’re causing it, it doesn’t take any kind of actual education it just requires being kind to the earth. It hurts so much to watch this administration undo everything Obama did simply because of hate. And I believe that’s why he’s doing this. What must it feel like to be so consumed by the hate for another person or group of people? What an ugly way to live.
  • I get to see Miss Anna today to get my hair done…
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    (interpret that as you will…I do love Anna that much! LOL)
    …and I think I’ll stop by the scrapbook store so I can resupply. I am getting projects done slowly. It’s not my favorite way to get projects done but getting projects done is my favorite thing so I’m kickin’ some slow productive ass. ha. Very…slow…
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Hiking meme #hiking @mrsaddventure:

It’s gorgeous outside for one day. Tomorrow brings the cold back (in Colorado…)

Run on…

What’s in a name…really?

It’s a sad day when you have this revelation.

The doll’s name is Fawn.
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eah, that’s what I said.

I think, anyway. Her hair is REALLY red. But her eyes are very brown so…I don’t know. Maybe her hair is bleached from all those months at the crime scene. That’s what you get when you google but you don’t investigate further. So.wrong.

I am sad.

Really, Fern is much better. Maybe I’ll stick with Max.
Pfft. Fawn. ::shakeshead:: What a freakin’ weird name.

What do you guys think?
Let’s take a poll:
1. Fawn
2. Fern
3. Max
4. Other (of which you have to tell me because “other” is a stupid name and no it’s not happening -eg. Boaty McBoatface

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Yesterday I had a craving. Truthfully it was for Carrot cake but realistically I just didn’t have it in me to make that from scratch so I didn’t even attempt it.  I bought a little gluten free yellow cake mix and baked it in my brand new 6″ cake pan from Wilton and holy COW that’s a great pan. It made the freaking cutest little layer cake and it fit on my tiny little pink cake pedestal and I very nearly didn’t eat it.

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I know you guys were all like…did she eat it??? On the edge of your seat with anticipation.

But of course I did. Because…cake.

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Now, there should be a link to the following story, however, I ACCIDENTALLY got ROUTED to this story and there will NOW BE A BREAK FROM MY BLOG TO ALLOW FOR THERAPY for the next month because NOPE NOPE NOPE> So rather than even subject my loyal readers to what could only cause them pain and suffering I simply stole the headline and I will allow the source in there. DON’T CLICK THE SOURCE LINK or you WILL BE GREETED WITH UNFRIENDLIES> Consider yourself warned.

Park Rangers in Santa Monica Mountains Ask Hikers to Be Aware of Tarantula Mating Season – source

NOPE
I learned two things from this headline. Possibly more than two.

  1. I will never ever in my whole life ever ever EVER be visiting the Santa Monica mountains.
  2. EVER
  3. it’s possible to get physically nauseous from a photograph
  4. I don’t care about anything else. Time to change the subject. ::shudder::

    GROSS

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This blog is so delicious and wonderful. You should read it when you are sad. It will make you so much happier. He had to restart it because it became so popular so if you scroll down a little you’ll get to his first day at Target and his view as a cashier.
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It’s Mark Harmon’s birthday. ::swoon:: I love him.
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Don’t tell Sean. It’s okay. He’s been too busy to read anyway. He didn’t know who Max/Fern/Fawn was.
No Forgiveness.
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I just turned on Friends and it’s the episode where Monica’s credit card gets stolen and the person is living this adventurous life on Monica’s dime.  Monica decides she’s not doing enough and she should live more. This is the best episode. We all should live more. We should definitely dance all the time. 
I love to dance and if I had my way I would dance every single day.

I would dance in the kitchen.

And down the street.

And on the deck.

And in the grocery store. Everywhere.
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Also, this is the episode Joey decides he should change his name for his craft as an actor and if that’s not comic brilliance I don’t know what is because I nearly died laughing and this was a night I needed it.
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We had ridiculous wind all night long on Thursday and running Friday morning was really out of the question. I had no time.  I spent several hours on the interstate coming back from Colorado Springs (hair appointment) due to an
accident…about 50 of us just pulled off in Monument and went to Starbucks.  By the time I got home I think my inner self just too exhausted from the day. The whole day seemed off and I couldn’t seem to grasp why. The universe seemed off so I went to bed.

When I don’t get to workout (I was just telling my sister this) I get sad. People react different ways but for me it’s sad. I cry easier. I get quiet and I definitely get more tired and I need to sleep and feel the need to regroup. I really just need a run. A run and a good solid adventure. Life is too short to not adventure regularly.

By the time you read this, it’ll be Saturday morning.

This is a new day and a new running experience.

Let’s get moving.

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New year new resolutions.

::I wrote this on Saturday::
I got my run in yesterday. It was a very painful 3.1 miles done for the Virtual Resolution 5k.  I am using their Facebook page because their website is still having issues. It was cold, I was sick and every step felt like 1 mile so based on that I ran approximately 6,200 miles. That’s what it felt like…

I’m not sure what I’ll do today but I think perhaps a lovely walk is in order because I don’t want to run and you KNOW I don’t feel good if I say that.

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Okay, so it’s the end of the day and I think this ridiculous allergy issue is passing. Finally. Man what an awful reaction. My sympathy and empathy to everyone who has to deal with allergies. I don’t have them very often but when they hit they knock me out for days. I think tomorrow I’ll finally be pretty close or actually normal.

I took my allergy sneezing itchy nose self to Colorado Springs for my hair appt to see Princess Anna today. It’s been 8 weeks since my last appt because she had the nerve to have a baby. Can you believe it? so rude.  My hair is in horrible shape. It’s incredibly dry and breaking off.We are growing it out a little (we figured out the super short hair wasn’t helping it any…it was still ruined just…short) so back to some length. We made a decision not to highlight it because we’re afraid it’ll break right off. So all over color it is.

She made it kind of dark and I don’t think it looks terrible but I’m not sure I love it. I’m at that age where I’m afraid the color job is so obvious it’s a color job I would be better off to stick with the lighter and the highlights. It always looks natural and nice. Very low key. I just don’t want to be that older woman, dyed hair, thinning, short hair..you know what I’m talking about.

You’ll tell me, right? Cause I don’t want to be that person. People always say, “oh yeah, I’ll totally tell you”…then they let you walk around with spinach in your teeth.

Ya’ll better tell me.
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It’s a new year and everyone is looking back at last year’s resolutions and forward at the new year…

I have said in the past I don’t generally like to set resolutions and if I do I really don’t enjoy doing it publicly.  Hello, public humiliation when you crash and burn? I have so much of that anyway …

There are a few things, however, I’m perfectly comfortable saying “out loud” that I’d like to work on.

I did get several projects done last year that I wanted to work on. Some went well. Some didn’t.
This year I want to finish more projects.

Always more projects. I will say though…I totally hesitate to start projects anymore. Now I think about the task involved.

Is it worth it?

Will I have the time, inclination and passion to finish what my imagination started? 

I can only really think of three…maybe four if I’m brave enough. Though that fourth one may end up like recycling bin project…it’s one of those that really didn’t want to work from the get go. No love for me.

Other than that I’ll just continue working on me. It’s not a resolution. It’s just a decision

The physical me

The emotional me.

The spiritual me.

The running me.

I am a neverending project.

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These resolutions I can probably do…

Run on and be awesome…