sweaty sunny saturday.

I’m probably due to write a Spring Break recap (that phrase sounds as if I had an MTV-esque vacay, but it was more VH1-esque) but I am too *busy* soaking up the sun to think that hard right now.

I went for solo run this afternoon at the greenway while the husband pretended he was playing at The Masters played golf and just to enjoy the sun shine a bit longer and really increase the racer back tan lines decided to enjoy a lemonade on the patio at Starbucks. Insert yuppie joke here. Aside from the yellow film of pollen covering the city, life is grand (hey, it is the weekend!).

Here’s to the rest of the weekend… Hope it’s a sunny one for you, too. Cheers!

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chicken powder?

I’m not in the habit of posting pics of what I eat. But I can’t help but post what I saw in the cafeteria today (not part of a school lunch… but probably not far from it).
Ladies and gentlemen… I give you Doritos Ranch Dipped Hot Wings.


Eww. Chicken powder? Is that like the ashes of a chicken? Chicken pixie dust?! On Doritos?!?! Don’t get me wrong, I love a guilty pleasure as much as the next gal, but chicken powder and chicken fat on my chips are not for pleasure…

Just when I thought Takis were as gross as a chip could get. For those that don’t work in a middle school, Takis are “mini corn tortilla chips that are rolled up like a small taco (similar to the deep fried taquitos).” Source: mexgrocer.com

welcome back. having my cake and eating it, too.

Well I guess it’s time to reintroduce myself. I took a brief hiatus from the blogosphere (is it even called that anymore?!). I didn’t mean to stop writing my blog. I would like to blame it on the busy-ness (or just the plain business) of my new job as a school administrator but the reality is that I became super busy at work AND I chose to neglect writing my blog. How often do we (mostly me) say that we just got too busy to __________ (fill in the blank with your favorite thing to do that you often put to the side when life gets busy, or stressful, or whatever)?

I know that I fill my proverbial plate with way too much work stuff (just ask the husband). When the helpings of work stuff begin to overflow my plate, I often push my servings of things I love to do to aside. The good stuff like blogging, running, reading for fun (if I remember what that’s like) often get sent to the (also proverbial) dessert plate as if they aren’t important. The truth is the things we love to do aren’t extras. They are just as important– if not more. It’s time to make my plate more balanced. I need to make the choice to balance it. After all, who doesn’t want to have their cake and eat it, too? But I won’t forget to count the points for that piece of cake :) more about that soon…

will run for craft projects.

This morning I was reading an article about newbie racing and it mentioned something about what to do with all of those race bibs and race T-shirts that are piling up. Hum… I haven’t noticed the pile yet. I do have a tiny modest collection that sits on top of the refrigerator with coupons that I forgot about have expired in a basket (they probably expired because they were tucked away *safely* in that basket).

The article mentioned having a bag made out of them. It mentioned a place where you can send them your race bibs and for a hefty fee, they will make it for you. I found the site incredibly hard to navigate (cursive fonts in ALL CAPS are as useful to me as Chinese). After a bit more research, I found these instructions (the photo is courtesy of her site, too– thanks!) for making one yourself. :)


  • My inner craft-goddess twirled around in delight shouting, “I can make one, too!!!!”
  • My inner runner goddess hopped around screaming, “I have race bibs!!!!”
  • My inner voice of reality dropped her head and reminded all of us, “Hold off on that trip to the craft store… We don’t have quite enough bibs… Unless you’re just making a change purse.”
  • So if the satisfaction of finishing a race just isn’t enough… There is always the lure of a craft project around the corner.

    I’m off to look for races now!

    A note about the author: although multiple personalities may be eluded to in the post above, the author is perfectly mostly sane.