For Stacia

No introduction needed....

Keep that beautiful smile and keep your hands off my lucky charms!

Sick can kiss my natural white butt

OK Sick. You are I are going to battle. The gloves are coming off! You have interrupted my life this week and it is unforgiveable. Just when I think I conquered you, you pulled a fast one on me. I appreciate your fighting spirit but may I remind you that I am a wildcat and will not hesitate to claw you crazy! GRRRRR not PURRRRR.

If you mess up my training then you better pack up and leave town because you will go down. I worked way too hard (well, not that hard but still!) to have you ruin it all for me. This may work against you because being mad makes me better at physical challenges. Didn't know that did you?!

And you're lucky I have the coolest Supervisors ever! They have a philosophy (that I need to get used to) that if I'm sick then I need to stay home and get better in lieu of toughing you out. What ticks me off the most about you is that I have stuff to do at work, I don't have time for your nonsense. Today was an important day at work - why couldn't you just leave it alone? Why must you always have the last word? Well check this out buddy - I got a new prescription today and you are SO going down. I'll be patient and watch you suffer while I conquer you.

And we've already been over this in the past - remember when you made me miss my presentation in 9th grade? Then my teacher made me do my portion after school a few days later in front of the boys cross country team. You thought you were pretty funny didn't you. Remember in college when you hit me so hard that I had to cut off my matted hair and get a long lecture from the Doctor for waiting too long to turn you in? Which wasn't my fault - you wouldn't let me walk, sleep, drive or speak in coherent sentences even. And I still haven't decided if you played a part in my broken tooth or not, but if I found out you did...just watch yourself.

Sure, I'm good at ignoring you. Really good actually. I will push you aside and do what *I* need to do and refuse to let you get to me. I will get my run on, my work done, enjoy my beer and snow shoeing. But you have been completely unfair this week. You hit me with a new punch that I was completely unfamiliar with and it hurt. And when I thought you had hit the mat for good you returned with a sucker punch. Do you see my nostrils flaring?

Well, this is my farewell. By this time tomorrow you better have left town. My Mother's side gave me the side of crazy and it's been dormant for a while but don't think I won't wake it up to dominant you! There, you have been warned....

But since I don't want to end on a mad and bitter note (even though I'm mad and bitter about being sick right now!) I'll leave with a cute picture of Baby Schmuck. Look at the expression on his face! haha I swear I wasn't scaring him. That was such a good night. I held Baby Schmuck on my lap and drank some wine while talking with the Schmucks in the kitchen. He was drooling all over and I think it's because he wanted some of my wine. A craving he most likely got from his Mother Momica. And later? He rolled over. That's right! And next? Cartwheels.

PS - Sick can kiss my natural white butt!

Quick notes

*A big stinking CONGRATULATIONS to the Gagne's! They are officially pregnant. I have this image of a baby girl that loves to wear camo, shoots animals, spits ten feet, can talk to dogs with her eyes and is a famous chef by the age of ten. But Mike insists that he'll have a boy that will wear lots of camo and will be driving a boat by the age of 3. We'll see who's right. But really - I love happy news like this. Mike and Alicia - you deserve the best. Life gave you some challenges but you both persevered and didn't lose your good attitude and faithful love for everyone around you. Now is the time to reap the rewards. Love your guts you two!

*I can't stop thinking of Geotrax. Have you heard of this? My nephews love this and now I'm hooked. This picture is one I found on the internet but I'm obsessed in my head to buy more components for it so we can see what else we can build! Joshie's birthday is in late December. I don't think I can wait that long.

But while were on the subject - aren't my nephews stinking cute?


*Thanks for the Gillinghams for the post-Halloween party! Drunk Derek - it's been way too long haha. And why didn't I take a picture of Big D in her Wheatie's costume? She looked awesome. I'll have to see if Ben has an edited photo I can borrow...
Oh - and see Derek? I don't *ONLY* blog about Alan the Ogre, Big D and Shia. Your name is now on here for everyone to see so stop your b*tchin'....and you're the best. Shoot - I forgot to tell Melanie my "Mom Story". We need another party now...but without the Smirnoff Ice. Party Foul.

*Did 9 miles tonight after downloading more running music. Heck ya it felt good. Half-Marathon is about a month away. I usually feel good in training and then on race day come 11th or 12th mile I start cursing myself stating I will *never* do another race again. We'll see what I decide. Something on my run happened today though - I had to give my confession to Derek, Alan the Ogre and Big D. If you're like them and have heard my "Mom story" there's nothing too private to share anymore.

*And finally: I told myself to have my place cleaned by 11pm and you see what I do? I go on the computer to distract myself from cleaning. I refuse to have my Mom over to help me clean though. It's not like I'm 26 anymore...