Friday, January 30, 2015


So I got food poisoning from some BBQ I had for dinner Wednesday night. Thursday was excruciating. Everything was coming out the basement, andnot the attic, so I knew it wasn't the flu. Still, I am so worn out from it. I have to finish up working Friday and then I can die all weekend. I plan to do just that.

I was 187lbs yesterday when I checked, but I figured that was because I wasn't eating and my body decided to evacuate everything from my system. 

Funniest part about yesterday was when I was in the shower, my dehydration addled state made one of the shower loofahs suddenly turn into Yoda from Star Wars and start talking to me! I got out of the shower instantly and guzzled 64 ounces of Gatorade. 

So, I guess this was the universe getting me back for not getting food poisoning from Disney. I probably could have done without. Ugh. Time to drink some clear fluids and take another Imodium!

Tuesday, January 27, 2015


So, Scorpion got renewed for a second season. I rather enjoy the show. Smarts are to be valued, even if being that smart makes you seem weird. Of course you know, now that I have expressed an interest in the show, it will be cancelled after said second season. Sorry.

Thursday, January 22, 2015


Writing, blogging, notating, story telling..... I just haven't been doing it as much as I used to. I blame that on having a job and taking up running long distances for charity. Back when I was unemployed, I had time to peruse the news channels and light on some topic that I felt I could add to with my oh so meaningful opinion. As I got older, I realized no one really gives a shit what my opinions were and I was just another annoying screechy voice in an internet full of trolls and cats. 

Now that I've had a few more years under my belt, (11/13/2007 was my start date) blogging has taken so many twists and turns. I got sponsored to write for a few companies with the accompanying swag. I set up a meet up/con when someone I knew from blogging moved to Florida. I joined a women's roller derby team and blogged about it. I fucked REALLY BADLY in 2013 and eventually blogged about that. The ups, the downs, the really weird.... I blogged it.

I used to write it every day. Now I'm lucky if I get to it once a week, It's not that I've lost the drive to write, I just lost the time. I train running at least 24 mikes a week when I work a closing shift. Add that to my kids all being teens and needing me for car pool, events, etc, and then of course wanting to spend time with HHH. That leaves precious little time for me to put an idea to paper. Of course, I usually can't remember my ideas for a post after 20 minutes if I don't write them down immediately. 

So what can I do? Maybe a photo blog? A one liner summary of my days? Who knows? 

I don't, but then, I just wrote a post about how I'm not writing posts, and that in itself is ironically hilarious.

Ba dum dum CHING!

Sunday, January 18, 2015


This weekend.... how can I describe it?

It blew chunks.

We had a Disney weekend planned since December. Just a quickie. Family, fun, frolicking in the most magical place on Earth. There were several things wrong with the weekend, and I will list them in order:

  • The school district threatened failure to any student who missed school during exam week. Yup. And we scheduled our trip for exam week. Maybe it's just me, but why would you give exams AFTER the kids have been out for 2 weeks for winter break?? So that made us have to leave a day later than planned.
  • When we arrived at Disney, our room wasn't ready. HHH signed up for a text alert system where when the room was ready, we'd get a text from the hotel and could come on over and check in. Yeah... never got the text. We finally got tired of waiting and just drove over. The room had been ready for a few hours already. Gee, thanks.
  • The room we didn't get texted about? It was dirty. I'm not talking about dusty or cobwebs, but full on dirty, gross, nastiness! There was hair on the bathroom door. The bathtub had a scummy ring around it. There was a sign taped to the air conditioner vent that was from the Disney Marathon Weekend that was over 7 days ago! And the topper? Was this... A fingerprint on the back of the bathroom door made in poop. POOP! We went to the front desk and told them about how filthy the room was and we were moved immediately to a preferred room up by the front rather than the BFE we were in. They also gave a $100 credit to us as well. I just wanted a clean bathroom. Also? I left my pillow by accident in that room, but no one was able to locate it. Boo.

  • The security gates around the resort were malfunctioning. ALL THE TIME. We'd get stuck in a long line of cars who were just trying to get to their rooms after a long day at the parks, but at least 4 out of every 6 cars couldn't get the gate to open with their magic bands. Talk about frustration.
  • The one restaurant we were looking forward too was the 50;s Prime Time Cafe in Hollywood Studios. We'd eaten there before and the food was sublime. The fact that the entire place is decorated in 50's/60's decore is as nostalgic as it is creepy! The tables are right out of your grandmother's kitchen and the waitstaff all call themselves Cousin... oh and they'll yell at you to keep your elbows off the table, make you say please and thank you, and won't let you play with your walkie talkies (cell phones) at the table. It's an immersive restaurant that sticks in your mind.
  • At 3am, the first person started puking.
  • By 8am 3 out of 5 of us were sick as a dog. Eldest and I escaped the plague, but that was it for us. We started packing. We got up and out while we were still alive! We cancelled out fast passes at Epcot and headed home before something else happened!
Now, I know I'm picky. I'm a housekeeper by trade, so I expect the most impeccable service available. Usually Walt Disney World delivers. They have every other time we've been there. This weekend was just a horrible comedy of errors! Between the room, the bad food, and the resort mishaps, I'm going to be crossing Coronado Springs off my list in the future. Unfortunately, I think that's the resort my running group is using for the Princess Half Marathon. Perhaps I'll just stay their alone and put up the family at Port Orleans where we've gotten good service. 

All I know is Mickey better up his game!

Monday, January 12, 2015

8 Mile

No.... not the Eminem movie, my distance today while I was running!

And the kicker?  Every one of those miles was under 14.30 minutes a mile.

February better watch out!

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

By The Numbers...

6 more miles down.
48 more day to go.
13.1 miles to conquer.
1 woman who refuses to give up.

Time to kick it into a higher gear.

Sunday, January 4, 2015


So I have 49 days till the Princess Half Marathon at Disney.

Dear Lord!

Thursday, January 1, 2015

It's A Trap!

She may be 18, but my girl seems to have escaped the 'growing up' trap.

That's my girl!