The Insanity Continues...

Nine days until the Wisconsin Marathon. Why is that insane? Because in 3 days I'll be running the Country Music Marathon in Nashville. :)

Julia sent the motivational pre-race email and said "Have an Awesome Marathon - Remember you have...." Between that and the Awesome Sauce, I'm golden! :)

Monkeys and Frogs

The things I find while procrastinating...
This one's about as catchy as the "Llama Song"...

And while this is entertaining, I think most of my Frog Chronicles could beat this next one. (Who wants to help me make a video? We could road trip to the Hinsdale Oasis!)

Mixed Tape

I was at the gym this morning. After my work out, I took a shower and was blow drying my hair. I glanced down the counter and someone had left a mixed tape. It's still 2009, right? I could see a rogue CD, but a tape? It's really weird. Does anyone still have a tape deck?

The best part of all this...it was labeled "The Bitch'n Mix".

**sigh**I only wish I knew what songs were actually on it.

Spring Break?

Facts:

• It's April.
• I'm on Spring Break.
• It's snowing, blustry and all around crappy out.

What the hell?!

My Milkshake Brings All the Boys to the Yard...

I was in Greek Town, getting Melissa some dinner from Mr. Greek. She had been sick (and still is) and I offered to pick her up some dinner. I wasn't really hungry, so I just ordered a milkshake and some fruit for myself. They put the two drinks (my milkshake and Melissa's Diet Pepsi) in a drink carrier.

As I was walking to the car, this homeless guy (who had asked me for change as I walked into Mr. Greek), ran up and snatched my milkshake from the carrier and took off!

I stood there, on Jackson Ave. looking bewildered thinking "Seriously?! Was I just mugged for a milkshake?! Really? Am being punked?"

He clearly wasn't even going for my purse. It was on the other side of me, securely under my arm. This guy was going for the food. I couldn't believe it! And it's not like I was going to chase him down. I mean, he's homeless. He probably needed it more than I did. Besides, could you imagine explaining that one to the police:

"Ma'am, Why were you beating this man?"
"Because he stole my milkshake."
"You're beating a homeless guy over a milkshake?"

See my point? And I don't think "Well, it was chocolate!" would be considered a valid defense.

It's too crazy! If he had asked for it, I would have just given it to him. Fortunately, I wasn't hurt (aside for spilling a little Diet Pepsi on my arm), and my purse wasn't taken. So, once I got over the fact that I was with out a milkshake (just fruit isn't the same), I thought the whole thing was pretty funny.