I enjoy sticking things up my nose about as much as I enjoy running outside.
My days have been filled with nasal enemas the last three days [ya, thanks for coining that phrase coach....now I can't stop calling them that].
I've found my family is less than impressed with my use of it. every two hours. Everything from, "awwwww mom", "gross", "ummmm seriously", "a little heads up would be nice" ........... whatever - you are the one who decided to barge in the bathroom, I didn't call you in here.
In other not nearly as exciting as my nose news:
It's only 59 days until RNR Vegas!! I / we cannot wait. Ya, the Pita he's not missing this one. ;)
Jason & I have big plans to break out our finest "hammer" pants and mad dancing skills at the finish-line!
GO team TEXAS!!
Then. well. we have a sign that just made me happy.
The All Blacks have been winning [duh, right?!].
But that makes my house a happy - happy place to be. [Dang Dan Carter pulling a groin didn't go down well though.]
I'm quite certain it was from all his pant dropping undies ads.
This week is a high mileage week..............which I'm loving even with the snot fest.
so far this week. rest day tomorrow. loving it.
LOVED spending the weekend with my Peanut & Pita in Payson.
[holy letter P-fest]. Speaking of P-fest. Okay, okay.....I'll filter that story out.
Found this in my pocket last week. Which mildly freaked me out. It's from one of my favorite bloggers . . . was in a "king's cake" she sent me.
Peanut is wanting a brother or sister ---- like 4 yesterday's ago.
Well, that's all I've got for now.
to. . . .