2. Last night my friend Jessica and I tried to go to our usual Sunday afternoon yoga class, but as we pulled up we were astonished to find both the main parking lot and the overflow parking lot completely full. I have never seen so many scantily dressed hipsters carrying yoga mats, walking down one street before in my life! The only thing I can figure is that it is January and everyone is full of resolutions and good intentions about working out so they all flocked to yoga class to begin their physical transformation of 2012. Well, even though I go on and on about the benefits of working out and how everyone should do it, I guess what I really mean is this: By all means please work out as long as it does not affect me in any way shape or form, OK? We opted to skip our class instead of being crammed like cattle into a hot room. It is one thing to roll around in my own sweat but the thought of having to touch someone else's sweat while trying to hold triangle pose made me throw up in my mouth. Here's to hoping people give up on their new years resolutions quickly so that I can have my non-crowded yoga class back as soon as possible.
3. Never, I repeat never, make important life decisions on your 5th glass of wine. By this I mean, it is not advisable to go to Bunco Night, drink 3 glasses of prosecco and 2 of red and, while basking in the glow of your $10 cash payout, commit to running a half marathon! I am kidding a little.... I did have that much to drink at Bunco but I was fully with it enough to know what I was committing to. One of my friends here in the neighborhood was signed up to run the Divas Half Marathon in Myrtle Beach in May and when I found out I immediately committed to doing it with her. I have needed a kick in the pants for my running for a long time now and I figured I wouldn't find a better chance than this. Running a fun, near-by race with someone else instead of by myself. So, I signed up and now I have to get running. Officially I have no goals but to have a good time (They have feather boa and tiara stations along the course and firemen who hand you roses at the finish line so I think "fun" is a done deal!) Unofficially, I would love to run it under 2 hours. Even if that means 1:59:59.... Just sayin'.
4. Noah has a 3 day school week this week, and then he gets Thursday, Friday, and Monday off. Excuse me, but didn't we just have a 2 week holiday?! Oh well, we are using the super long weekend to head to Atlanta and see my Mom. Five hours in the car with Liam... I'll let you know how that goes.
5. Oh, and speaking of my Mom. She sent me this picture a few nights ago and I almost crapped my pants. I knew that Liam looked more like me than Wes, but I had no idea how much he looked like me.
I think my direct quote back to my Mom was, "Holy Crap, it's Liam in drag!" Wes is totally creeped out.
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I am about to pee myself laughing at "Liam in drag." It's kind of scary how much he looks like you. But it's okay, because he's totally cute and doesn't look feminine. Nor do you look masculine, so it's a win-win. ;)
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