That Curl can RUN!

 I deleted Facebook. Again. May 2018 I decided to quit Facebook. I sat in my OB/GYNs office discussing anxiety and worry and all the other issues that a mid-30s gal might face at that time. At some point I said '...and then I see all the news, real and fake on Facebook and I just get bogged down'. I had said many things before that, but to that she said 'You know you can quit Facebook if you want.' Of course I knew that. Didn't I? I had thought about it. I had considered it, maybe. Did I know I could actually do it?...... So I did. Well, I deactivated it. Same thing, no one could find me. I did have a business profile though, I kept that to manage a small public service that I provided and the page was used for scheduling and announcements. No friends. I didn't follow anyone.  For 8 years that business profile has stood alone. I no longer use it, I no longer provide my service, but I still had the page. I joined a local PSA group for road closures and ribbon cut...

Where in the world is Carmen SanDiego? 

I died last night. For about 2 hours I was super dead with my major headache induced nap. Eyemask, curtains drawn, snuggly blankie. Mmmm. I missed dinner...you know it's a bad night if I miss dinner. I did get a sweet awakening, and thank the Lord, my prayers were answered, my headache was gone. ________________________________________________________________________  Kicking back I didn't run, obvs, because of my weakened condition. Oh, stop, you didn't run either. We did go for a walk, and that probably did more good for me than a lonely, angry, painful run could ever do. There is something about the still of the evening, taking a stroll, and having a nice chat that can make your entire day turn on it's head. Yesterday was Monday, in every way. I needed a break. Thanks for the mini-vacation. Monday Morning Monday afternoon Monday evening As you can see, my Monday started and ended about the same. The pile...

HAPPY NATIONAL RUNNING DAY!!! Go run today. It will be like you're running with me, and I know you wish for that all the time. Who's ready for the mid-week blues?! Me!!!!! While this week isn't really dragging, it sure seems burdensome to me. Where's my weekend? Speaking of weekends, what are you looking forward to? I have some irons in the fire, I'll let you know what heats up. __________________________________________________________________________ Caught in the Act  Oh Simon. You are so silly. Trying to buy the power of the Holy Spirit with money. Hahaha! I can read that and think "what a fool! why would anyone think that? you're so dumb." That is probably what I would say to someone right now if they asked. Acts 8:19-24 gives the account of Simon asking to buy the Spirit, being told to repent, and asking for prayer that he may not be cursed for his wrongdoing.  A eunuch from Ethiopia was found reading the book of Isaiah,...

Happy Wednesday to you.   As I sit here, I'm noticing my cupcake top. I don't have a muffin top, as I stay away from those things. They make you fat; at least the good ones do. Mmmm, chocolate chip muffin.... Cupcakes may make you fat, but it sounds cuter. I also just found out that the cupcake shop in town sells good coffee so I'm can't nix cupcakes now. So out of shape! So very, very, out of shape. When did I get so far away from my routine? I'll tell you who's fault it is. Mine! Wanna here what I planned for last night? he: ...it's a no-go, so we can do whatever. me: I'm home doing nothing. As per usual. he: what do you want to do? me: wanna watch Tombstone, eat Chinese food, and not work out? he: yes. Good job me. You're really gonna hit those goals. *eyeroll* (I really want that to say eggroll) I need to get focused, but now I have a blister on the top of my toe that is keeping me from running. I wore heels for the first tim...

Tuesday has arrived. It's cloudy, it's humid and it's payday. I am not as excited about that as everyone else. Why? You know why, because I'm the payroll lady! I do get lots of compliments on this day, I get the good parking spot, and someone usually offers to get me lunch. It's not 100% bad, but ooooh, talk about things that put me out on that ledge . Enough about that, I've been busy over the last week. You look like you're ready to read, so here we go! __________________________________________________________________________ Totes ma Zotes I sweat. A lot. My sweat is not made of lavender oil and unicorn glitter, like I wish. It's gross. It stains things. Barf. I know you probably think I'm super perfect because I sound so amazing in my blog. My life is so awesome that you should have plastic surgery to look like me, and you spend countless hours journaling about how you want to be me when you grow up.  Accounting is your life goal, tur...

Tuesday... what can I say? How is your day so far? It's really not bad here. Oh sure, there are negative things I could dwell on, but I want to focus on the good stuff. Let's be honest, there really is a lot of good stuff. __________________________________________________________________________ Who's a runner? Me? You've got to be kidding. I haven't run in a week! That doesn't mean I'm not a runner, I still am. I'm just on a little break. The weather hasn't helped much either. You know I hate that dreadmill treadmill, but with the rain we have received, and will receive again, I may be chugging it out on the belts. Tomorrow. We'll see if I go tomorrow. For today we have sun, and today we road run! Runner friend and I have our weekly date night, and plan to get a few miles in. Toes crossed that her feet allow it. ________________________________________________________________________ Praying for prayer How often do you pr...

Don't you dare be chipper today. You are not allowed to read this if you got enough sleep. I'm running off of very little. Let me just tell you about it. After a long Saturday night (see fairytale section below) I was up at 8am Sunday planting Co-garden. I was gone Friday and Saturday while attending the BGCO Women's retreat, causing me to miss the better opportunities to plant. They were dying on the counter, something had to be done! So, plant, shower, off to worship. Chicken strip bonanza lunch. NAP. Mmmm, you know I like me some naps. He calls it face-down-couch-time. Good name for it. Mine is more slack-jawed-drool-time. Do you drool? I do. A lot. It's not the same as spit. It's cuter and endearing. Yes it is. ...yes it is. On to church workshop, then laundry-fest. Whoopie! After some visiting and a bit more napping I came to the realization it was not late at night, but early in the morning (like 1:20am early). My sheets were still in the washer, damp comfor...

  It's Khaki Thursday everyone! We made it another week. Time to look back and reminisce, relax, and re-enjoy! Run love! Out where the crickets chirp. Rinsed that rig off. Not a total Betty, but a vast improvement. You never know where it might lead