jet ski across the pacific ocean?!

My friends Garret & Tyler retweeted directions for iphone users to use their 'google maps' to get directions from Japan to China and then to look at direction #43.

It was AWESOME!!!!!

phewwww....it's been a week.

do over

today was not a fun day. at all!!
i'm thinking it's a good time to go to bed and try again tomorrow!

this and that

Fall is Yummy!!
I love the colors, the smells, the sounds. Mmmm, I love it all.



To those of you who are wondering...Yes, Tobey is still alive. I've walked him, fed him, played with him, talked in the ooey gooey you're a good boy voice. He made a comeback and ate a full meal, finally, on thursday night.



Though he did go on a food strike again today; and i'm surprised I haven't keeled over dead from the gas that is emitting from his bottom. Yeah, too much information, I know. He really wants his moms back. But honestly, so do I. I really miss my besties; they're my safe place. But I'm glad that they are getting some much needed R&R. They deserve it.

Tomorrow I bake cookies for the Halloween party at the Y. I'm excited about baking. I need some much needed baking and domesticity in my life. I think i'll bake in my sexy heals. Yeah, I said it and I'll do it.

tobey is a dog, people! {ahem, Rebecca}*

*please refer to previous post!

zzzzzz...

i am so very tired. crazy tired. loopy tired. not only am i tired...

i looked a hot mess today.

my friend jamie, in the kindest way possible said, "you look deflated today". basically she was saying..."gurrrl, you look toe-up. go home and try again"!! and yes, i agree. it was one of those days that you catch a glimpse of yourself and you wish you could find a whole to crawl in to until it passes. i went back to her office later and said, "you were being kind!" Her response, "well, i didn't know how to say it and i didn't want to hurt your feelings".

why am i tired, you ask?

well let me tell you people. poor {not so} little tobey has been sad that his momma's are gone on a carribean cruise for 2 weeks. so he is stuck here with me who is not his momma. more like his lovable aunt, but not his momma.

how do i know this?

well, he's not been tobey-like. and he keeps going to the front window looking out investigating and i'm sure he's thinking, "hey, that's my mom's car." he then runs upstairs to the room and looks around. realizing mom is not there he slumps his head, walks over to his spot on the floor and plops down. other telltale signs include, but not limited to:

not eating

following me around everywhere--i know the pain of mother's who can't shake the kids on their hiney

not sleeping--oh the not sleeping, help me Jesus

still not eating

upset stomach--in which the rumbling literally woke me up this morning

depressed

mopey

shall i continue? no? fine.

we are only on day 3 people. day 3!!!

the poor {not so} little guy needs to shape up and realize he's stuck with me until their return--11 more days!!! and that he'll also realize i will take care of him. love him. feed him. take him on walks. here's to hoping we find our rhythm so he gets comfortable. but more importantly as its all about me, i'm hoping i get to sleep soon. i don't do well with no sleep. i get sick. i get cranky. i become crazed! so for tobey and my sake, lets say a prayer that his sadness will pass soon and that...

i. get. some. SLEEP.

shhh....

I have a secret.
A good one.

Really.
Nothing harmful.
Something exciting.

Very.
I can't say a thing.
I'm sworn to secrecy.

Girl Scout honor.

Pinkie promise.

A couple more weeks.
I'm bursting at the seems.

I have a secret.

Doo-dah, doo-dah!!

i just felt like runnin' UPDATE

I survived the race on Sunday, which was a grand feat for me. Especially since I forgot my inhaler on the chilly and rainy day and my lungs were BURNING!!!



Jill Carter is one of the best friends I have and she loves me well. She could have easily went on ahead, as I told her it was okay because I run at turtle speed, but she said it was not about winning, but running with me for a good cause. So we respectively came in last place together at a speed of 37:09 minutes. Granted there were only 12 5k-ers. Everyone else was doing the triathalon!! So, we kept it under 40 minutes even with the asthma/burning lungs/save me Sweet Baby Jesus I can't breathe moments.

Here's a pic of Team Crossroads--(minus Adam who was already on the biking portion of the triathalon)...



I believe the team was able to raise around $1700 for the first grade school in Mumbai, India. Check out more information on Crossroads International and the Alpha Care program, by clicking HERE or the link on the sidebar of my blog.

Go Team Crossroads!!!

testing, testing

1, 2, 3, 4


hello?

i just felt like runnin'

on Sunday i run a 5k

normally, i'd say no way

but it's for a good cause

so i did not pause

to jump right on in

though i know i won't win

unfortunately i'm sure i'm gonna die

or most likely, i'm definitely gonna cry

because on Monday i ran to Africa and back

well maybe that's a bit dramatic as a matter of fact

and my ankles got all blistered and bloody

and definitely the new shoes got all kinds of muddy

all this said

i hope i get out of bed

on sunday morning

or jill will come roaring

because she's my running partner

and i don't want to cross her

how and when will this poem end

here's a good place to put in the word backbend

adios, arrivederci, later, goodbye

now it's time for a little chocolate pie