Weather

I'm sure you've heard about the devastation that took place yesterday in OK. My heart just breaks. I could not imagine the thought of not being able to find my family. I saw an interview with a man who lived with his handicapped wife. He said they ran for their bathroom and prayed. He said God protected them. Something tells me he will never miss a Sunday in church. ha I kid I kid

I can't even imagine.

Squeeze your family a little more today.

on a lighter note

We are getting the severe weather that is moving from OK. Last night H and I went to bed like normal. around midnight I hear the rain, wind and thunder. I swear Dorothy flew by. Then I heard a familiar nose of the back door opening and closing. Of course my first thought was" Freddy Kruger is trying to find shelter from the storm". Of course I notice M is gone, so I quietly call him. you know not loud enough to wake up H. I don't know what is worse, finding ol Freddy in our house or waking H in the middle of the night. My money is on H.

I digress

I get up and see the back door open. I look out and my lovely husband in the back yard. He has set out his "weather watching gear" which includes his laptop, the dog and his "work desk" aka H's princess pool.

REALLY? did I mention it's 12am?

Me: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
M: Catching a storm

I'm sorry, "catching" a storm requires more than a princess pool.

He finally convinces me that the world was not ending and he was safe. So like a good wife, I stole my dog back and went to bed.

Apparently we are having bad storms all day. Did I mention we don't have basements here. Yes, let that sink in. Tornado's and no basements.

everyone be safe out there today!

Let me tell you a little secret about my friend

MARCIA-

 

Most people know my sweet running friend Marcia. She's cute, bubbly, hard working, loves the lord, chocolate, wine and JCREW. I couldn't ask for a better bestie.

 

What most people don't know is she has a small and by small I mean large unhealthy obsession with these guys:

So when I got this text:

 

I knew I better just clear my schedule for a girls STL weekend!!

 

 

17 Days...and counting

So here we are May 15th. 17 days away from Hospital Hill Run KCMO style.

Yes I have lost my mind. Who runs events with the word Hospital in it? Ha this girl. And I truly plan on dying completing this thing less than 2:10. Ok let's be honest, apparently there are hills at every mile. My goal is to finish this in 2:15. More importantly I'd like to have a decent race picture. Why do those turn out hideous. every.single.time.

It's good to have goals.

How's my training you ask? Ha, pretty much the same  as every race. You know wait until the last 2 weeks and train like a dang banshee.

This week I hit it hard. That's what she said  

Morning runs, long runs at night, I've even put the ol dreadmill at .5 incline. Which I'm sure is not a lot but this girl was dying at .5 incline 7.5 speed. Don't believe me? Check out my hair.. I'm all kunta-kinte.  Ha I kid I kid, but it's hot as hell in that garage.

It's paying off...guess who lost 5 pounds this week? This girl!

I digress..

I found this on my sole mate's blog.  I love it!

We are runner's ladies! We should be proud!

The New Gig

So, last month I got bit by the "You're not challenging yourself Amie" (work wise) So I took it upon myself to start applying for jobs. It all happened so fast and here I am a little over a week in at my new gig and I can say without a doubt I made the right choice.

True, everything is sunshine and rainbows right now but I really think I made the right decisions. I LOVED my old job. That's a bold face lie. I LOVED the people I worked with. OK that's another bold face lie. I LOVED half of the people I work with. Let's face it. That place was ran crocked and shit fell down from the top. It was time to move on.

I left on a very good note and I know I have made friends for life. Just check where I am on the 2nd Thursday of every month. I'm about 3 drinks deep in happy hour with old co-workers.

I digress.

The new gig is fantabouls.(yes I make up words) More money, more stability, more flexibility, No crazy boss, I'm appreciated, It's professional, I can wear scrubs, and did I mention MORE MONEY! I've already gotten a raise. #WINNING!

I am so thankful. God is so faithful.

Mother's Day Letters

Dear M,
Thank you for surprising me with a weekend away. It was just what we needed. It was so fun being just us. Thank you for my greatest gift, Hannah. She has truly changed our life. She is our pride and joy. I know today was hard for you babe. We miss your mom. We know she is above looking down on us. Probably shaking her head because I can't seem to get the humming bird nectar right.

Dear Mom,
What can I say? You are an amazing mom. We can't thank you enough for your dedication to your family. We love you so much. I am so glad you are here in AR for this short time. Thank you for being a great MIMI to H.

Dear Grandma,
I know I am very fortunate to have a grandma at this age. I don't want to take one day for granted. I can't wait to spend some time with you next time we are in STL. Thank you for your hard dedication to our family. Thank you for installing good Christian values in us. We love you.

Dear Jesus,
We've prayed and prayed for something that has been so heavy on our hearts. Today you answered our prayers. It truly brought tears of joy to my heart. My heart is so full of joy and love!


Happy Mother's Day everyone!

Finish the Sentence

 

 

 

 

Unlike my sibling(s) (that I love very much).... I swear, drink and occasionally miss church on Sunday. My sis, is a angel. No booze, in church every Sunday and the worse word she has ever said is "dang-it" She is an angel, an angel with a REALLY bad driving record" Girl can't drive....Like hit a park car can't drive.

My best friend says...I'm the best thing that has ever happened to her... duh..

 

People call me...bossy. they don't know what they are talking about

I most often dream...of the day when my husband comes home and says "Babe, you've  worked so hard for so many years. Why don't you go ahead and quit your job. Here is the CC, go buy yourself something shinny and diamond like"

The best part of my day...is picking H up from the sitter. Her face is priceless.

I really don't understand...why McDonald's #2 taste like heaven after a long night of drinking

I get really annoyed...when people don't say thank you

There's nothing like a...glass of wine, I mean a long run, nope I was wrong. A glass of wine. aahhh

Lately, I can't get enough... of the treadmill. usually I hate that thing but I've been doing most of my runs on it. It may have something to do with my addiction of TV. I can run and watch tv for hours

One thing I am NOT is...a saver. I just don't get the concept of saving money. YOLO! poor M

I spent too much money on...H's clothes. Have you seen Matilda Jane? It's dangerous!

 

 

I want to learn....how to hold my liquor. Ha...

If I ever met ___Channing Tatum______, I would...totally touch him inappropriately

I can't stop...signing up for half marathons.

Never have I ever...done any form of drugs.

 

 

Reese Witherspoon...just made an ass of herself. "don't you know who I am?"

 

 

 

 

 

So What Wednesday

It's so what Wednesday!!!!


SO WHAT....

If I've slept through my morning runs... (except Monday) I've ran every night...on the dreadmill

If ate the rest of H's happy meal. I've done good all week. That cheeseburger was calling my name

If M said he's so glad he married me and not "***#", It's a compliment and I'll take it.

If I plan on telling HR that I am trying to get prego so I don't have to have a round of immunizations or the flu shot. That stuff is overrated.

If I can't wear jeans at the new job. I can wear SCRUBS!

If I'd rather have money than a mother's day gift.

If we had to guide our neighbors dog in our house so Manny (our dog) would follow him in the house. #dangdogranrightoutthefrontdoor

If I'm super excited about the HH RUN!

If it's only 6pm and I'm so ready for bed

I think he pork chopped me..

Let me just tell you about the time I got reminded that I am almost 32 not 21..

You ready?

So, my bestie L came into town from Springfield. I could lie and say she only came to see me BUT she actually came because she lucked up and scored tickets to go see..

Fleetwood Mac.

Yes, true story.

No, L is not 55 she is also almost 32. Well that chic is actually younger but she looks older so we'll just leave it at that. don't believe me? just ask the random guy that kept buying us "Scooby shots" last night. He felt the need to tell L she looked 27 and  I looked 23. Ha YATZHEE!

I digress.

About 6 months ago, I got an email from L. "Hey Fleetwood Mac is coming to LR" you wanna go?
I instantly responded back with "sure!, but who is Fleetwood Mac?"

Remember that bubble I was raised in...yeah, TRUST me, the sounds of Fleetwood Mac was not flowing..at all.

So I asked M if he wanted to go. I think the words he used was Hell no, I'm not going to that geriatric concert....and with that we were out. Which was fine because L and her Hubs were in, and that meant they were coming to LR. Which is awesome!!


So they drive their happy asses 8 hours to come see me and Fleetwood Mac. Originally the plan was for L to go to the concert with her hubs. I was going to stay home with M and we were going to have a quite evening of him watching the game and me watching my DVR alone with a glass of wine. GLORIOUS.

Things quickly changed after our day of shopping. We brought the boys pizza and beer home. We ate and they ate and ate and watched the game. The more they ate the less they(L's Hubs) wanted to get up. So L's hubs was out and I was in.

L and I were college roommates. Even though she went to Fontbonne and I went to St. Louis University. I had all of one friend at St. Louis. Probably because I spent ALL of my time at Fontbonne. People thought I went there. L and I were nothing short of a hot drunken mess in college. We quickly learned that we can have fun no matter where we were.

So even though I had not one clue of who Fleetwood Mac was, I went. I sang and I drank. a lot.

We had a ball. I swear I sat next to Annelle from Steel Magnolias. She was sweet, country and a little sassy. She was so kind  to tell me the line up of the concert, like every song they will sing and in which order. Like I had a clue what she was talking about. I just smiled and happily drank my beer.

After the show, we decided that we weren't ready to end our wild and crazy old people night. So we found our self the most raunchy bar that Pulaski county could offer us. Yep, you know it. I really can explain the electric cowboy. All I can say is they serve their drinks in mason jars, real mason jars. Since it's the only bar that stays open until 5am it brings all walks of life. Gangster's, Cowboys, Grandma's who love to line dance, truckers who are just passing through, Chester the molesters, and let's not forget the girls who think just because they can get leopard pants on, they should wear them.

It's a shit show for real.

At one point I look over at L and she says " I think he just pork chopped me" He just pork chopped me. Who does that?

of course I died laughing.

It was like any other night out, we laughed we people watched, and then we lost our voices and remembered that we weren't 21 and took our happy asses home.

There is something about knowing your kid will be awake before 8am that makes you loose your buzz and want nothing more than a glass of water, my fat girl pants and my bed.

Thursday Thoughts

It's Thursday,

• I'm totally slacking with my blog post. Can you tell I've been busy at work? Work is the only time I seem to find time to write here. I really hope the new gig allows me time to work on my blog.

• I think it's time to contact Hubby Jack so he can make my blog pretty

• My bestie (and her hubs) are coming for the weekend. I think I'm more excited that they are "good enough" friends that I don't have to make sure my house is clean. I'll just pick up a little and call it a day. ha gotta love true friends

• I'm loving this few days home alone with H. I also love when she plays quietly in her room

• I think I can say I've seen  every Barbie movie know to man #shootme

• I loath buying dog food. I think M should buy it. Poor Manny is out and I feel like it's dog abuse to continue to feed him doggie treats and leftovers...ugh...off to the store I go.

• I'm pretty excited for TAOD SUCK DAZE I can't wait for Lauren to really experience Arkansas. Camo, Toad races, corn dogs, Stuck on a truck. It's going to be a hillbilly mess.

• M and I were having a deep conversation (again) we thought H was playing quietly, to our surprise she was repainting the walls/window's PURPLE. Yep. It was a hot janky mess.

• The closer we get to Mother's Day, the more M gets moody. I feel really bad for him. I know he misses her like crazy. I vote to just skip Mother's day this year. I lie, he should buy me diamonds and then we can skip over Mother's day.

• I know I don't know how to hold, load or shoot a gun,  BUT I am about to shoot this ghetto squirrel who hangs from the fence and inhales all the food from the bird feeders. That shit is expensive. That squirrel needs to keep it moving.

• I have less than 30 days for the HH run. This is going to be a hard race. I owe it to myself to properly train. Plus I had to sell my kidney for my plane ticket.

• What's all this talk about SPARK. Has anyone tried it?

Bittersweet Day

Today is my very last day at my current job. It's really bittersweet. I'll never forget my first day here.

We had been in AR, just over six months. I would occasionally apply for a job here and there just to appease M. Let's just be honest. I was enjoying my time off, unpacking my new home, and enjoying my freedom to just "jump in the car and head to STL"

I digress

My very first day, in this office was like no other. My co-worker (Missy) met me in the parking lot and gave me the biggest most comforting hug of all time. It was just enough to wiggle off those first day jitters. Everyone was so nice. They were a hugging bunch. Trust me, half of the office was wearing my Sandy Beige foundation on their shoulder. I loved every minute of it.  I was warned that this office was full of mamma's and grandma's and I would be Mother Hen'd to death. They weren't lying. When I was prego, they wouldn't let me walk down the stairs, pick up stacks of paper and I was always asked how much water intake I had for the day. (yes, on my nerve) It was all done in love.

We were just a bunch of ladies, trying to feed the children. Yes, we'd bicker and had our moments. Gesh, a office full of women is dangerous.

I truly enjoyed my time here. This is by far the most laid back office I have ever worked in. This was my first family away from home. They watched me waddle my grilled cheese eating butt around here when I was prego, they've loved our little H like their own. They have become family and I will truly miss them.