snow day. and snow-ish day.

Much like the rest of the Southeast, Charlotte was stuck in snOMG this week.

  • Monday was the looming thought of snow.
  • Monday night we started to get antsy. Get bread.
  • Tuesday morning was a total waste of time. All mobile devices in the upstate were in constant refresh mode on
  • Tuesday afternoon school released early (There was still no snow). Get liquid bread.
  • Tuesday night there really was actual snow. Just check all social media outlets and you’ll see. We also got the glorious “CMS is cancelled” notification.
  • Wednesday morning there was still real actual snow. That began to melt. Pavement actually looked dry.
  • Wednesday night there was the “CMS is cancelled” notification, again. Strange but true.
  • Thursday. Snow is melting. It’s cold.

Wednesday and Thursday: Snow days. Really it should’ve been, “Wednesday: Snow Day. Thursday: Snow-ish Day. aka we don’t want to have kids sleep in school like hotlanta.”

So what did I do on my Snow and Snow-ish day?

  1. Watched the Today show. Love to feel like a housewife.
  2. Bought new running shoes via amazon. In a very un-like Jaime move, I bought the same shoes that I just wore out. In a new color. And it’s the older model. But let’s be real. The Mizuno Wave Rider 16 beats the new 17 any day.
  3. Painted my nails. I’m a bit obsessive about this like Rosayln Rosenfeld from American Hustle (here’s a dossier from I love that I’ve actually seen an award winning movie before it won those awards. So very hip of me.
  4. Filled out my new running log/training plan for the upcoming races. (Are you curious?! No launch date announced today. I’m just going to let you know when I let you know. Call me Beyonce.)
  5. Made a new crock-pot recipe that I will not make again. Too much work, not enough taste. Does anyone else think the crock pot sucks the flavor out of a lot of stuff?
  6. Found a new website for running gear that I love: I might be far behind. Speaking of which, these “randies” are on their site. I have to have them. I’m a size xs if you want to buy them for me. And if you believe that, we are not friends.
  7. Researched sunglasses for running. I have been super-unsuccessful at this and don’t, but want to. I’m thinking about the Smith Pivlock v90. Then I also saw them on the Oiselle site. Maybe it’s a sign.
  8. Read some of Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn. I’m not loving it so far, but I’m still reading because I’m curious.
  9. Concocted a new popcorn. Here’s the recipe: fresh popped popcorn (The Cuisinart Popcorn Maker might be my favorite kitchen gadget) splashed with Crystal Hot Sauce. I’m not even a big hot sauce fan, but it is amazing. Now we’re out of Crystal’s. I’m not sure if it should be called “Hot-Corn” (not super descriptive) “Crystal’s Corn” (sounds like some country-bumpkin recipe) or “Pop Crystal” (a champagne cocktail or an illegal drug). Whatever you call it, I don’t care (“Jimmy crack corn and I don’t care!”) just make it. And enjoy it. Repeat. (I did). 
  10. Made a vertical Snow Angel on the way home from dinner Tuesday.
Vertical Snow Angel! On a walk home from dinner.

Vertical Snow Angel! On a walk home from dinner.

Sounds like I’ve been productive, right? Right. I’ll keep telling myself that. I’ll tell the husband that, too.


Half crazy. My thoughts exactly.

We did it! About a week ago in warm and sunny Key West, we fell across crossed the finish line at the Key West Half Marathon. It was a fantastic experience and I will now entertain you with the details.

Disclaimer: I’ve read other people’s race re-caps and they somehow remember in what order things happened and give a nice organized details of “such and such happened at Mile 5.28” and “I managed a time of 4:08 on Mile 12.” I do not have any recollections of that sort. Maybe I have a bad memory. Maybe I don’t want to remember. Or maybe I had too many beverages in KW (to rehydrate, duh.)… So here’s a list of 13.1 things/thoughts/ideas from the race.

1. Before the race even started I about had a total-major-epic emergency. My fourth safety pin had jumped ship from my race bib (I was jealous of that little bugger about 11 miles later). Anyone that knows me understands my need for things to be “just-so.” My mind raced and I started to panic. *Insert superhero theme song music* The husband gave me one of his and sacrificed his fourth safety pin to shut me up save the day.


Before or after the safety pin catastrophe? The jury is still out.

2. “I should count people in tutus.” I lost count at 3. I still wonder about their aerodynamics…

3. On the outbound course, there were bubbles coming from a piano in Mallory Square: “this is magical!” On the way in… no bubbles: “this is not magical.”

4. “Smile for the race photographer! Suck in! Don’t look close to death!”

Throw the shaka. Smile. Look happy. My feet really are moving. I promise. I think this was around Mile 10 or 11.

5. There were musicians on the course which was nice. Gave me a break from my earbuds. I think the total was one bubble-blowing piano player, two steel drummers, a guitar player and his dog, and a partridge in a pear tree. I made sure to run extra slow by them to enjoy their talents *wink.*

6. I thought the race info said we’d see the sun rise but it was just up when I got the the ocean. I imagine this is because I was a bit “less fast”.

7. Race volunteers (mostly Florida retirees) manned the water stations and cheered: very encouraging and super nice. The Florida retiree runners that kept passing me throughout the race: not so encouraging, but super nice I’m sure.

8. Best shirt on the course: I run to drink beer. If you’re reading this, I’m going to drink beer before you. “Nice. Let me pass you.” Second best shirt on the course: Running buddy due in July. “Sure. Keep passing me, lady. I want your body that is busy growing a human and running a half-marathon to beat me.” I did get to compliment her shirt after the race and take her and her baby-daddy’s photo after.

9. Seeing the Southern Most Point was awesome on the way out. I captured this *super-awesome* selfie. Blurry from the sweat on my phone, not from some new Instagram filter. #nofilter,justsweat. I’m still smiling (Read: you know this was early in the race). Note the other selfie takers in the background. Note Cuba 90 miles away. I even multitasked enough to post to The Facebook mid-run.


10. Developed two blisters on my arches around mile 9. Guess it wasn’t a warm sweaty training season at home. Ouch. I also thought my knees were bleeding at one point. No fall. They just burned.

11. At one point my Garmin switched from training mode to just displaying the time and date. Had it given up on me? I switched it back. My thought, “It can’t believe I’m doing this either.”

12. I saw the husband (who had left me in his dust around mile 0.25) up ahead near mile 11. I was already way past empty at that point but I ran up to him and we finished disgracefully together.

13. Somewhere close to the finish, I kept seeing all the people that had finished. “I see you have your medal… and free beer… I know you finished like 60 minutes ago… I hate you…”


I finished, too. See my medal? My free beer? Yeah. That’s right.

13.1 Post race was the best part. More on that in the next post.

Bloody Marys at Half Shell Raw Bar

Bloody Marys are good for you. Look at all of those veggies.

Thanks for all of your encouragement and virtual cheers. I thanked you for the next few days in KW. Stay tuned to hear how…

Chucktown Recap and Goal Updates.

The husband and I spent a long weekend in Charleston, SC after ringing in 2014 on the couch asleep early. We did my three favorite things with my favorite person (the husband): eating, drinking, and shopping. Sometimes all three at once. We did a lot of all three and I won’t make you more jealous  share all of it, but here a few highlights!

Dinner at The Ordinary. Far from ordinary. (I’m sure that 87,234 other reviews use that same line, but for real. It’s true). We made reservations way in advance and it is a good thing. We never would’ve eaten. Just stared at hipsters eating their delicious food like these Oyster Sliders:


A fried oyster on a butter soaked bun? Please. And yes, I will have another.

And like this Shellfish Tower:


Mostly uncooked. And unreal.

And when I inquired about a dessert drink, the bartender whipped up fresh brewed espresso (chilled) and Averna (some fancy-dancy liquor) and made a drink just for me. Go there and order “The Jaime.” Then let me know what happens.



We also ate at Husk for lunch. Go there, too. Any place that infuses the butter with pork has to be good for you. But make a reservation. Or you’ll just watch more hipsters drink these:


Is that a pickled green bean and a piece of prosciutto in my bloody mary? Oh and it’s made with 30 ingredients? Delish.

Took a carriage ride. Very Charleston. Very touristy. Learned a thing or two.


This is Otis. He wasn’t our guide, but he sure is cute.

We even added 4 miles to the yearly goal and ran the Ravenel Bridge on a very cold and windy day. Brr! (Note the progress toward that goal!)


A fun run. A windy run. And a cold run.

A fun time for sure. As for the other goals…??

Goal 1: Run 800 miles.

Getting closer. Check.

Goal 2: Read for pleasure

Does reading menus count? Half check.

Goal 3: I will be good to my body

Define good. No check.

Goal 4: Blog

Here it is folks. Keep telling your friends. Check.

Goal 5: Pick up a new hobby

I did four things: Eat, drink, shop, run. Those aren’t new. No check.

Goal 6: Stick to my goals.

Two and half checks. Two no checks. I give this goal a check and that means three and a half checks to two no checks. On my way to a super 2014.


Todd & Margo

800 miles in 2014. and other goals.

It’s that time of year! All things blog-esque are buzzing about resolutions, changes, weight loss, organization, blah. I’ve noticed that a lot of them are actually going the anti-resolution route and just renaming making goals or lifestyle updates. I get it. I’m drinking the kool-aid and making a few resolutions of my own. And here they are… Because once they’re in print, I’m accountable (or whatever) and all of my 728,413 followers (ha! Do you believe that? Don’t. It’s not for real) will hold me to my goals.

Goal 1: I will run 800 miles in 2014. That’s from home to the Florida Keys. Maybe I’ll stay once I get there ;)

Goal 2: I will read for pleasure. Internet rubbish doesn’t count. Even though it is all true.

Goal 3: I will be good to my body (that’s the I will lose weight and I will eat better resolution hidden amongst the way I’m supposed to make my goal. You can put lipstick on a pig, and it’s still a pig.)

Goal 4: I will blog because I like it. Tell your friends and keep reading. And tell your friends to tell their friends. It’s like a pyramid scheme. It’ll be fun.

Goal 5: Pick up a new hobby. The husband has signed us up for a ukelele lesson this month. Not sure if that will be the ticket or not. It will be comical though.

Goal 6: Stick to my goals.

What are your goals? You COULD be entered to win a prize. That is, if I had a prize to give away…