Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Yoo 635 - Fixed

We have a kitchen light again! It's a lot nicer than the original light, too. No complaints there. BUT, I'm bugged by the kitchen cabinet they rebuilt.

The doors are lopsided and installed too high.

Look at that picture and tell me it doesn't drive you nuts. You can't.

Oh it's driving me nuts.

But popcorn ceilings drove me nuts and I got used to ignoring those real fast. Plus, I heard the guy installing that cabinet and I wasn't about to ask him to make it better. Not to mention he gave me his extra fish sandwich one day during lunch.

I've been working from home for three days to let the contractors in and I never thought I'd say this but...I'm ready to get back to work. This will change promptly at 9am tomorrow morning and I'll miss my pajamas and dog and not being around people. I'm a grass is greener person.

Now, more excitedly, Greg and I started howling last night with the intention of getting Roscoe to join in and HE DID. It was one of the coolest things that has happened in a while. Pups has such a convincing howl. It reminded us of our dog sledding trip and we high-fived remembering what a great mushing team we made.  But anyways, I wish I could train Roscoe to howl on command. That and dance.

Well, I'm glad everything is all fixed but cross your fingers we don't have any other house disasters for a while. I need time to save up for the next one.

Have a great day :-)

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Yoo 634 - Nebraska: The Sibling's Games

This was the main reason we took a weekend trip to Nebraska: the games. I've missed out on a lot of my youngest siblings' lives since I've been out of the house for almost 10 years. It was time I saw Jordie play volleyball and Munce play football.

The area schools have merged since I played high school sports so they weren't wearing my colors, but there were still familiar faces nonetheless. Jordie's junior varsity volleyball coaches are actually girls that went to school with Morgan, in crazy news. And my old volleyball coach was still on the sidelines, though in a decidedly less vocal role. Then I realized that all of the preschoolers running around when I was life guarding are now in high school. GASP. So fun to be there and they won!

Also fun was buying sinfully delicious cookies and exploring the new high school weight room. I love weight rooms. And then I had a dream about my own high school weight room. It was a dungeon but I spent a lot of time down there.

And, for documentation purposes, here's Jordie during the varsity game:

Adam's football game was beautifully staged. The brand new stands face west so we witnessed a heartlands sunset while the teams warmed up. Greg missed the sunset while he drove back home to retrieve the forgotten camera. Mom brought a thermos full of hot chocolate and I carried the sleeping bag and blankets to keep warm.

It was thrilling to see my brother run out on that field, all dressed up in his uniform! I've never paid so much attention to a football game in my life, constantly trying to spot his number 33 in the pile-ups. There were a few times I wanted to beat up the other players after they tackled him but then the logical part of my brain kicked in and I wanted Greg to beat them up.

The game was a massacre, not in their favor, but still a blast to watch. They were playing last-year's state champions. Adam wasn't in the mood to stand around and pose for more pictures after though. Actually, it was more their coach that wasn't allowing any dawdling.

I'm really glad we were able to watch their games. Totally worth the drive. These kids are growing up too fast!

Have a great day :-)

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Yoo 633 - Diarrhea

This post's unifying theme is: diarrhea!

First, pups. We awoke to a very staccatoed bark on Tuesday morning. It was 2am. Roscoe was moving all about the room, hurried and erratic. I asked him what was wrong and he replied with another bark. Later, Greg translated this into "iiiiIIIIII NEEDTOPOOP!!!!" and the thought of the scene still makes us laugh.

But our poor dog! Greg took him out and sleep eventually resumed.

Until 4am.

And again at 6am.

Big props to whoever owned pups before us! The only way he could be more house-trained would be if he knew how to use the toilet. Even through all those emergencies he woke us up and waited to be taken outside every time.

I'm not sure what caused his GI issues but he's all better now.

Second, this black bean soup.

Striking resemblance, right? Guess what it's going to be for Halloween...

I made it on Monday. Followed the recipe exactly. Turned out nothing like the picture. It doesn't taste bad but it does murder your appetite  on sight so it's hard to get down.

We've been eating it for lunch most days this week. I can't wait until it's gone. Greg especially can't wait until it's gone. No more black bean soup in this house for a while! Next week's lunches will be frozen orange chicken from Costco. It's safe and was on sale.

Other mentionables not relating to  diarrhea:

I saw a coyote on a trail run and it was really really cool.

Costco is out of greek yogurt and my heart hurts for it.

Our water damage is getting repaired next week and we'll be getting a kitchen light again.

Roscoe loves puppy lattes.

Have a great day :-)

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Yoo 632 - Malaquite Beach

Greg met me in Corpus at the finish of Capital to Coast, after I'd joined my team in an appetizer gorge-fest at some Mexican restaurant. We'd had plans to camp at a State Park but then someone forgot the state parks pass so we ended up heading for the National Seashore on Padre Island. It was early evening and I was beyond tired. I wanted nothing more than to put down the back seats, lay my sleeping bag out, and die for 10 hours. Luckily we found the camping area at Malaquite Beach and there were still spots left so we could set up the tent NOT on sand.

There was a sunset stroll on the beach but it wasn't quite as romantic as you'd imagine because Roscoe needed to be tranquilized. He was going nutterballs with every creature sighting which was exacerbated by the fact that he was attached to Greg's arm. After he got in one with a crab, we just went back and crawled into the tent.

But then Roscoe was all confused. We were in our 2-man tent which is just big enough for me and Greg. Roscoe walked all over us like "where's my spot?" eight times. Even after I'd made him a spot at the foot of my sleeping bag. Not to mention the fact that we hadn't put the tent fly on so he could see outside and every little thing that moved outside. I was tired enough that I slept through most of his shenanigans but I don't think he slept the entire night. I did wake up a couple times to him licking my face, which was weird. He's such a funny dog.

We got up just as the dark was becoming less dark, left Roscoe to finally get some sleep in the car, and hobbled along the beach for sunrise. It was spectacular. My favorite part was watching the pelicans and joking with Greg about possible CD names for their imaginary band.

Breakfast was a cheat because we Dutch-ovened tubed cinnamon rolls but it was still a step above pop tarts. The family camped next to us was originally from the Czech Republic. They had 3 adorable young girls with the cutest accents who kept coming over to pet Roscoe and talk.

In closing, I love running and camping and my husband and my dog and food and the hours buffering sunrise and sunset. It was a great weekend.

Have a great day :-)

Monday, October 20, 2014

Yoo 631 - Capital to Coast 2014, Part 2

The night running was awwwwwwwwesome. Cool temperatures and much easier to focus. I began my second leg on the shoulder of a busy highway just as the sun was setting. It was a beautiful 15 minutes until complete darkness. I felt a lot stronger than expected at that point in the day, too. 

My pace held up pretty well for all 7.77 miles. I handed off thoroughly spent after 1:05:51 with an average pace of 8:29. There was a nice gas station at the transition so I took a quick baby wipe bath and got cleaned up for the next few hours.

Onward supporting the next runner!

The next couple runners went by quickly. I drove the van and got out every couple miles to hand off fluids. It was after my "shifts" ended that fatigue set in. NAP NEEDED.

I got maybe 15 minutes of sleep? An off-road leg and adventure to retrieve a lost cell phone that was actually still perched on the van's bumper woke me up.

Around 2am our last runner finished and we drove to Beeville for some rest. At a Whataburger. I jealously watched everyone down their burgers while I munched on a Cliff Bar. As first runner, I did not have enough time to digest a burger before my next run!

We tried to sleep in the van. It was a lot warmer than it should have been outside so all the doors were open for venting. Three grown men sprawled out on each bench seat, a couple trying to sleep in the captain's seats, and me on the floor. Not the most refreshing shut-eye. And garbage trucks are SO LOUD.

At 5am we headed further south to Skidmore where I'd take over from van 1. My calves were so tight I could barely walk. We waited at a gas station right across from the transition and I hobbled into that bathroom at least 4 times before my run. Caffeine happened. So did BUTTer. There was chaffing and when I finally got the gel applied it stung SO BAD! I almost cried. It was like doing the splits over a thousand angry beehives. Though it only lasted a few minutes and I survived. Better prepared for the oncoming friction, I set a stretch goal of 9-minute miles and tried to loosen up.

Last leg!

It began with the van fending off loose dogs about 2 blocks in. My first mile was just under 10 minutes. I wasn't moving too swiftly. But I caught my first road kill! I sped up a bit because I didn't want them to pass me.

The rest of the 7.35 miles were gorgeous as the sun was rising off to my left. They were also uncomfortable as I was really pushing myself, certain the person behind me was going to make a move and pass at any moment. It was about 5.5 miles into it that I realized there wasn't anyone behind me...

I set my sights on the horizon and counted paces just trying to gut out the final miles. It finally ended after 1:04:07, an average pace of 8:43/mile. Stretch goal met!

Same story, third verse. We kept running/supporting.

Pit stop.

Hours later, after the day got really warm and many more runners had finished their legs, we got to Corpus.

We waited around the corner from the finish for our last runner to appear. During this time I watched a man shove his entire arm between two parking meters. It was a big arm. After that and much twiddling of thumbs, our runner rounded the corner and we all hobbled to the beach together.


Last runner cooling off!

Such a fun relay and an awesome team. I had a blast with these guys! I've known several of them for years. They're like big brothers. But others I'd just met that weekend. The camaraderie happened fast and the whole two days were hilarious. Secretly hoping there are more injuries next year so I can fill in again...

Have a great day :-)