Can We Talk About ASMR For A Minute?

You might be wondering what the heck is ASMR? Well it stands for autonomous sensory meridian response. It is a tingling sensation you feel on your skin. It is usually felt in the scalp and upper spine. It is the result of certain audio stimulus. Why am I talking about it? I am talking about it because I’ve had this response to certain sounds ever since I was a little kid. I am so happy to finally know what it is and know that I’m not alone.

I used to think this sensation I had was a weird quirk of mine. I’ve always had this kind of response to certain sounds and the way some people talk. I had a doctor growing up as a kid that had a low soft voice. My Mom would almost always have some kind of question or conversation with my doctor as he would be checking my heart lungs while standing behind me. I’m not positive this is ASMR related, but his voice would tickle my lower back. I would squirm and he would apologize for this stethoscope being cold. I was a little embarrassed to tell him what was really happening. I finally told him one visit when I felt bad after he admitted to purposefully warming up his stethoscope for me. He didn’t have any information or anything to say about it. Of course this was the 80’s and ASMR was not even a term you could look up yet. He just made sure not to talk to my Mom while standing behind me.

Now like I said that experience may or may not be ASMR related. It doesn’t matter because I do in fact get the head tingles. I just didn’t know it had a name or anybody else had it. I get these newsletters from different mom groups and such. One of them had an article about it. I could not stop searching Google and Youtube. I find something new every other day.

It made me feel less creepy about this one video I keep watching over and over about coloring you hair. I don’t really watch it for the advice so much as how the girl is talking in it. It was just so relaxing. It was a one time kind of thing for her though. She didn’t sound like that in any of her other videos. Now I know what to look for, I have a huge variety of videos to watch.

The role play can make me feel a little weird. Then I put myself in the shoes of the person doing the video. I mean what are they supposed to say or do for thirty minutes or a whole hour? It makes sense to do a little role play especially the hair salon. I’m always telling my stylist that I might fall asleep. People already associate relaxing with spa treatments and hair cuts. So yes, I can see why those videos would be popular. There was a local access channel in Little Rock, AR, way back when, that showed this guy cutting hair in his salon. I would just sit and watch the whole show just to relax because he talked with such a low, soft, calming voice.

Now the more I read about ASMR I find that a lot of people associate Bob Ross and his painting show with it. My Mom used to watch Bob Ross, but it was for his painting. I wouldn’t say he gave me the head tingles. I did like the sound of his brush on the canvas though. I also discovered that this term, ASMR, has only been around for about eight years. I wondered this as I wondered where these videos have been all my life.

I keep reading more and more about it. One thing I can tell you is that I’m hooked. I listened to a video the other day after fighting with Hubby. I was short fused and the kids were being kids. I felt like I might snap at them so I let them play while I watched a video. I could feel my fast beating heart immediately calm. I didn’t even have to watch the whole thirty minutes. I just needed about ten to fifteen minutes and I was good. I came out so much more calm and better able to handle the kids AND Hubby. I am really grateful to have found this.


What Is Talking In Absolutes?

A long time ago someone said something to me that I knew was not one hundred percent true. I’m sure this person had my innocence and best interest in mind. This person told me that ALL men were only after one “thing.” I knew this wasn’t completely true because I had a father and a brother that I admired. They were good, decent men. Unfortunately as a young woman dating I grew up to experience a real truth which is that SOME men only want one “thing.”

There were so many more things said to me in absolutes that I knew were not true. Quite a few of them were stereotypes. Now if you don’t know what I’m talking about when I say absolutes consider the above statement about men. It is an all or nothing kind of thing. A black or white world. I would like to think my world has many more colors including all different shades of grey (and I’m not talking about popular books either).

Here is where SOME of the posts my news feeds on social media have been bothering me. I have been seeing SOME posts using a lot of absolutes. People from this particular country are ALL criminals or sell drugs. So let’s make it harder for them to enter our country. People from this particular religion are ALL terrorists. So let’s keep them out of our country too. ALL Democrats are really violent a-holes and not the bleeding heart tree huggers they want the world to know. Or ALL Democrats are “snowflakes” or “libertards.” ALL Republicans are greedy, racists, sexist a-holes. Or ALL Republicans are “conservasses.”

You see I have several friends on both sides of the aisle. You know what? I don’t agree with either side all the time. I like and respect MOST of my Facebook friends. I hope I have never made an absolute statement about someone on social media because I know how it feels to be categorized and pushed into a lump of people who I do not agree with at all on SOME topics. Just because I might agree with them on one small point does not label me. At least that is the way I feel. It just really makes me sick and want to scream at the person making the post, but I’ve seen how that goes.

So how about you? Do you think it is an all or nothing world? ALL women tell the truth? ALL women lie? ALL men are guilty? What ever happened to the word “some” or “most?” I kind of like using those words. I feel that they are a lot more accurate.


The Potter Family

A few months ago Hubby saw that there was a very good price for a Halloween 5K. He got an email and showed it to me. It was for the Nebraska Furniture Mart Halloween 5K. He asked if I thought the whole family could do it. It didn’t take me long say, “Heck, Yeah!” I mean we know that the kids can do a 5K now and I love Halloween. So I jumped on my computer and signed us up.

Fast forward a few weeks and here comes the rain that we missed all Spring and Summer. I mean buckets of it. I was so worried that it would be cold and rainy during our run. Luckily the rain seemed to stop. Little Lady reminded me how the rain came for our Running With The Cows Half and stayed away for our Mother’s Day run which was exactly what I wanted. I was hopeful. The forecast for race day looked cloudy but no rain.


The kids already knew what they wanted to dress as for Halloween. They requested to be Harry and Hermonie from Harry Potter this year. At first look it seems like a pretty basic costume. The main thing is the robes. I didn’t go all out and try to get the Gryffindor symbol on everything. That cost quite a bit extra. The only thing we already had was black dress pants for our boy. We have at least one suit for him which unfortunately has been worn a lot to funerals. Everything else I had to buy new. At least I thought the white button up shirts could be worn year round if they chose to. I bought my Little Lady a grey skirt and I skipped the grey sweaters. I mean they didn’t always wear the sweaters in the movies. So between Amazon, Target, and Walmart I got everything we needed. Oh, we also had glasses and a wig. Although those turned out to not work so well. The glasses are too googly and we can’t get the lenses out of them. The wig makes Little Man look like the “fifth Beetle” or the “fourth Stooge” according to my Facebook friends. We did spring for wands though.

The packet pick-up for the race came around pretty quick. They decided to do it at the store. Nebraska Furniture Mart is near a shopping area in the metro called the Legends which is a little ways from us. We decided to get up earlier to get our packets on race day. There isn’t really anything out there that we travel to see.  We pretty much have everything we need close to us.

The kids and I got up and promptly got dressed. I worried about them getting too cold or too hot. We did different combinations of leggings and such. Hubby just slept. It was quite a chore getting him up and out of bed. When I told him we might miss the costume contest he put the pedal to the metal. The kids decided that we should match them. So Hubby dressed as Serious Black in jail attire. I was Professor Trelawney. Hubby already had the old fashion jail uniform from Halloween many moons ago. I also had the stuff for Trelawney from another Halloween way back when. When we got to the parking lot outside the store we got our packets and then lined up for the costume contest. There wasn’t many people there.

Getting our race packets

When we first lined up the little girls from Girls on The Run were so happy to us. They knew exactly who each of us was supposed to be. The award for funniest costume was someone with underwear over their running clothes. I guess they were Captain Underpants. The award for scariest was Beetlejuice. This guy went all out. I mean he was definitely a really good Beetllejuice. When they huddled for the overall award we kept hearing, “Harry Potter! Harry Potter! Harry Potter!” It was a little surprising that they gave the over all award to a dog that was dressed in Wonder Woman stuff. The dog was cute though. Then we saw they had two other bags. They gave us and another family each a bag because they loved our costumes as well. We were the Potter family and the other family was the Incredible family.

We stopped and got pictures done before we headed to the car to get our bibs pinned. Little Man was not amused. He could not stop frowning. The funny thing is that as soon as we got to the car he was all happy and talking about how everybody loved our costumes. Little Lady was having a blast the whole time. It wasn’t long after we got everything pinned we heard the kid’s race start. Our kiddos were doing the 5K and not the kids run. So they waited with us. I later saw that some kids did both races. Maybe we will do that some day if the kiddos want to. It wasn’t that long until we lined up in the street outside the store for the start of the 5K.

Hubby and Little Man took off as Little Lady started to have issues with her leggings. She was wearing some warm hand me down leggings from her cousin. At home they looked like they fit, but I guess once she started running it felt like they were riding down her bottom. I know that feeling. I lifted her skirt to check out how bad it was. They looked like they were in place. I guess it was just uncomfortable for her. She kept walking and getting frustrated. An idea finally hit me. I took one of the safety pins from my bib to pin-up her leggings. It worked but she just wasn’t into running at that point.

At first I was annoyed, but after I asked her some questions I discovered she didn’t really like the cold. It wasn’t very cold, but cold enough I guess. We walked most of the race. There were two turn around points where we waved at Hubby and Little Man. He looked happy unlike Little Lady. She got fired up when we saw the people cheering toward the end. I got her to high-five a few people. Then we ran all the way to the finish.

I told Hubby later on how she was pumped up by the people cheering, and he said Little Man was the opposite. He said a lady came catching up to them and cheered “Harry” on to the finish. He said she was very nice, but he didn’t seem to appreciate it much. She was running the race too and crossed the finish line with them. He is just so much like his mommy. I was more introverted when I was little too. What’s funny is that I actually responded to a Hogwarts Running Club post a day or two earlier in our local FB group. A lady named Chelsea, I think, was the one asking who all would be running it besides her. I said we would be running it, and I told her how we would be dressed. She said she wasn’t dressing up for it. I posted one of our pictures to the same thread later and she said she was the one that ran across with Hubby and Little Man. I went back and forth with her discussing her interaction with my boys. I tried to tell her to not take my little guy’s response personal. He had a blast. He just gets a little embarrassed when attention is called to him sometimes.


We did okay. Little Lady asked to be in front of me for the finish. I checked our chip timing. She finished in 49:31 and I was 49:32. Hubby and Little Man were 44:30. We got muffins and water at the end. They were giving out individual medals while we got our food. We went back to the car and ate. We got a ten-dollar off coupon in our packet for the store but we had to spend forty-nine to get it. I didn’t think it was a good idea since we didn’t have something already in mind to get. I was right. I forgot Nebraska Furniture Mart sold TOYS!

Boy! Were we in trouble. It felt like we were in the store forever. The kids wanted toys. I saw some cool games like Harry Potter Trivial Pursuit. Hubby got the smaller travel size game instead of the big board game. We got the Little Man some kind of Jurassic Park toy which was pretty cool. We got Little Lady a pretty pink doll that we thought was about almost half the price it really was. More about that later. We thought we still had to spend something to get our discount. So we looked at movies and found the Jumanji sequel. I was so happy to leave. Hubby wasn’t real happy because he didn’t get anything. I think he either couldn’t decide on something or it was too expensive even with the coupon.

Hubby mentioned something about how the total price seemed higher than what we thought as we were walking out of the store. When we got to the car we noticed the price on the doll was a lot higher than what was listed. I went back in the store and took a picture of where the doll was hanging with a whole bunch of other dolls just like her. I waited in line at customer service and explained the situation. The lady asked if I could get a close up picture of the SKU to see if it matched. So I did. She saw that the SKU did not match. She showed me a picture of what the doll really looked like for that price. Well I felt a little duped seeing how there wasn’t just one doll on the rack under that price but several. Usually places with good customer service give you that price, apologize for the mix-up, and go and correct the issue so another customer won’t run into the same thing. Did that happen? Nope. She just stared at me. I then told her she needed to have someone move all the dolls so it would not happen again. She just thanked me and told me to have a good day. Oh well I guess.



We decided to go to IHOP for my free birthday pancakes and get scary face pancakes for the kids. Let me just pause here and mention a few things I hate about some coupons since this was the second time I used one that day. I hate when a coupon says it expires in X amount of days from the date it was sent. I would much prefer a clearly marked expiration date. I guess they do that in case there is a hiccup with the email or something, but it is just so much easier for the customer to have that date. I also hate it when a coupon says you have X dollars off but only if you spend X dollars. I mean they are fine if you already have something in mind to purchase, but to purchase something just because (like we did) is not a good thing.

Anyway, we got our pancakes. Well Hubby got a sandwich and the rest of us got pancakes. What was weird is that the waitress wanted me to forward my email to the store instead of verifying my email on my phone. I just thought that was strange. I’ve never had that happen until now. We ended up being away from our house most of the day. I was soooo happy to get home. I think the kids might have found another run they want to do again.

Mt. Rushmore Half Marathon, Uncategorized

Batteries Drained

Wow! What a weekend. We planned to do the zoo run since we signed up for the Sweet 16 Challenge ages ago. Then we found out about the Billy Joel concert a little after that, but at the time we didn’t think anything of the fact that it was the night before the run. Then of course we had a Chief’s game scheduled on Sunday the same weekend. Now I think I’ve mentioned before that I am kind of on the border of the introvert and extrovert spectrum. Well, I’m probably a little more on the side of introvert. I’ve gotta tell you that a weekend like that can totally drain me. I’m not just talking about the physical aspect of the race. I’m talking about all the going out and around town with all the people. I was so spent that I really wanted to do absolutely nothing when Monday rolled around.


Sunset at Kauffman

Now don’t get me wrong. I’m usually at home alone (looking for another job since the kids are in school full-time now). So I like getting out once and awhile with other adults. I was excited about Friday. My mother-in-law and father-in-law usually spend the night before an early morning race to watch the kids anyway. This weekend was kind of a twofer. I grabbed the kids and headed over to my sister-in-laws where the rest of the family was. My kids ate dinner there and my mother-in-law and father-in-law took them back home to bed. Hubby met me over there right after work. We took our oldest nephew and met his dad close to Kaufman Stadium. His job had him out there anyway. We grabbed some Pepperjack’s phillies and headed to the stadium.

It was kind of cold. We ate in the parking lot as if we were tailgating. Quite a few people were doing that. I had a feeling of worry that I wouldn’t know many Billy Joel songs except the hits. I felt that way when we went and saw the Rolling Stones a few years ago. I actually learned that I know more Stones songs than Billy Joel songs. It was a good show though and we had awesome seats. We were right in front of the stage! It lasted a while and I was tired. I noticed a lot of women in cute shoes. I wore cute shoes to a Black Eyed Peas concert once and I about died. I wore really comfy loafers to this concert and my feet still hurt. I don’t know how these other ladies do it.


All the phones during one of his slow songs.

The next morning came fast. Even though the race didn’t start until 8:30 AM. I knew we needed to be there fairly early because traffic around the zoo for this race is . . . well like a zoo! I was excited to try out my new Sparkle Skirt in the race. I bought it a few weeks ago. I did a regular run in it and I really loved it. I got mine with a BibBuddie just to see how it did in a race. The pockets are so big in the undershort. I was going to try to run with my phone in one of them instead of in my arm band. I was showing my pockets to my husband when he jokingly told me to shut up. I think he was jealous.

We got there in plenty of time. The traffic wasn’t too bad. We parked and stayed in the car to stay warm for a while. I put my bib on when we finally decided to get out to walk to the start. They always put the start a little ways away from the zoo in front of Starlight Theater. I was worried that my bib might fly up and my number wouldn’t show for a picture or something. I decided not to stick any pins in the bottoms holes and try it as is.

We walked to around the ten minute mile mark group and I think that is where we stayed. I heard some ladies talking about the Mt. Rushmore Half Marathon. I turned and had to ask if one of them ran it. The one lady said no, but she wants to do it next year. I told her Hubby didn’t want us to do it this year since it was the first year. He wanted them to work out the kinks before we went. We talked about a few other races until the “National Anthem” started. We walked up as each wave went out ahead of us. There weren’t many. Then we were good to go. I have to say that I was passing quite a few people at the beginning. It amazed me since I was so tired. I was doing real well and then this guy kind of irked me.

When you sign up for the run there is a notice that at some points of the run the trail gets a little tight like a real trail run. It is because you are actually running through the zoo. Well during one the turns where it gets tight I was leaning into it a bit. I realized this and I purposefully tried to go out from the turn so I wouldn’t crowd anybody on the inside part of it. Apparently this guy in a neon green shirt didn’t think I was out enough for him. Did he say, “Can you please move over a bit?” No “Can you please give me a little more room?” Nope. He said using a rather rude tone, “Can you give me some room?” So, yeah, I gave him some room and blew past him.


You can see Dixie straight ahead.

Now I’ve got my eyes set on beating him. Oh, this was after I actually stopped to take a picture of the giraffes and zebras. This year’s run was dedicated to the giraffes which are my son’s favorite. We even adopted the baby giraffe, Dixie, that was born this past winter. We got a little stuffed giraffe wearing a little purple sweatshirt (my son’s favorite color). We got a birth certificate and some cute photos. I mean she really is a cutie pie. Her dark tufts of fur on the top of her head is so adorable.

Anyway this green shirt guy wasn’t running THAT fast. However he also wasn’t stopping at any of the water stops. I felt pretty thirsty so I just had to stop. That started a back and forth thing between us. Oh, and I was sure to give him pleeenty of room when I passed him. I ran all of the race except the water stops and one or two hills towards the end. Even with doing all of that I could still see green shirt guy. I didn’t beat him, but I wasn’t too far behind him either. My time was pretty good for me with all that stopping and such. I finished the four mile race in 42:20. Hubby finished in 39:00.


My bib never flew up as far as I know. I mean I have pictures. I’m pretty happy with my skirt. It did ride down a bit with my phone weighing it in my pocket, but it didn’t go down far. I didn’t notice any more sliding down during most of the race. I loved the fact that I have two pockets, and when I got warm, I just took off my arm warmers and put them in my other pocket in my undershorts. I mean how awesome is that!



We got home and my in-laws were ready to take the kids to their school carnival. We made it home in time to them ourselves, but we still needed to shower and what not. We told them we would relieve them soon. My mother-in-law woke up not feeling good, bless her heart. We got cleaned up as fast as we could and met them at the school. They took off home to get her some rest. My kids were having a blast with all the inflatables, games, and prizes. The day didn’t end there. Nope. Hubby and I decided to take the kids to IHOP for lunch. We mostly at breakfast items because Hubby and I hadn’t really eaten anything yet except some wonderful Shatto milk at the zoo run. We had a cinnamon roll too at the run, but it was just okay. Did we rest after IHOP? Nope. We took the kids to see The House with a Clock in Its Walls. It was a cute movie. I like Jack Black. He can be pretty funny.


I had planned on making a blue cheese bacon potato salad for the tailgate the next day, but we didn’t have all the ingredients. I was dead-dogged tired too. Hubby was supposed to go grocery shopping after the movie. I was then going to make the potato salad as well as dinner. Well none of that happened. I think we ate leftovers and decided to give money to the person who was doing most of the food the next day at the tailgate.

The kids were supposed to go to their grandparents to go to church with them while we went to the Chief’s game. My mother-in-law was still sick. So we took the kids to my sister-in-law’s house to stay with her and her two kids. Our brother-in-law and oldest nephew (yes the two from the Billy Joel concert) were supposed to go with us, but they wanted to sleep in a bit. We told them we would meet them at the game later and we left the kids there with their aunt and other cousins.


It was a good tailgate. I probably had a little too much of the adult beverages. I also forgot sunscreen. I was a nice warm day, but once we got in the stadium it was soooo hot! Our seats were in the sun and we got fried. So yeah, if it hadn’t been that I normally do laundry on Monday I would have just went back to bed once I took the kids to school. Talk about a crazy weekend.

Note: Sparkle Skirts did not compensate me in any way to say any of the things I said about their product. I just really like their skirts. They make men’s shorts too. I bought Hubby a pair that should be in any day now.


When I Was A Kid

I remember being a kid and constantly hearing this standing joke told by my elders. It was something along the lines of kids my age having it too good because people back in the day used to “walk to school, with no shoes, in the snow, uphill . . . both ways!” Now that I’m the older one, all I can think of is how they might have been right. We did have it good back in my day. We seem to have been a lot more free as kids. Don’t get me wrong. I wouldn’t want to roll back any progress we have made no matter how big or small in the areas of equality for genders, race, etc. I just see how some things used to more simple.

Like parenting is all about the styles and labels. You’ve got helicopter parenting, tiger parenting, and this new term lawnmower parenting. Now if you grew up in the 70s or even part of the 80s you are familiar with free-range parenting. It was a world where you could tell your parents that you didn’t want to go into the store with them and they would let you sit in the car with the widows down on a cool day. Back then nobody kidnapped you or took the car and you were fine. We could ride our bikes or walk to school alone. I remember running around the neighborhood with my friends until I heard my Mom whistle that dinner was ready (my Mom could whistle really really loud!). I also remember it was a time when you read something in the newspaper or saw it on TV and chances were good that it was probably true. If it wasn’t, there was a retraction, someone got fired, and/or a lawsuit was slapped on them. Oh and news anchors were like celebrities.

I actually like the first Anchor Man movie. I didn’t see the second one. If you haven’t seen either one it was a comedy about the male dominated news anchor business. The funny part for me was how cheesy the lead anchor acted and how everybody treated him like a movie star. Just based on my memory, I would say maybe the downfall of the media might have started with the trashy tabloids and magazines. You know the ones you look at while in the checkout line. The ones where someone was abducted by an alien or someone else had an affair with a ghost. Men in Black jokingly referred to them as the “hot sheets.” You know because it was a movie about aliens so the “hot sheets” had the best investigative reporting as opposed to the regular newspapers. That is what made it funny. In the real world it really wasn’t that hard to tell the difference between the real news and the “fake news” back then.

Speaking of regular newspapers, I had a friend on social media try to shame me for getting news from the New York Times! The New York Times, ya’ll! That is a newspaper that has been around for about one hundred sixty-seven years! So what I’m I supposed to do what instead? Am I supposed to believe some website that popped up in the last five years or better yet some meme that was posted by who knows a few months ago?

While we are talking about posts let’s discuss social media for a bit. I have a real love/hate relationship with it. One minute I’m inspired and crying in a good way. The next minute my stomach hurts and I want to pull my hair out and scream. I understand some people have strong feelings about hot button topics, but is it me or are the internet trolls multiplying? Why can’t we be civil? I recently unfollowed (I still feel like the unfriend button was too harsh) some people because they were constantly lumping everyone into only two camps. Well I’m sorry, just because I feel one way about one topic doesn’t automatically make it true that I feel a certain way about another topic. There is also no need for name calling. You feel strong about your opinion? Great! Voice it if you like, but could you use your smarts and do it in a way that isn’t attacking a large number of your Facebook “friends?” Well, unless of course that is your intent. I know social media isn’t all “unicorns and rainbows,” but a little humor can go a long way.

I’ve seen tons of people say they are taking a break from social media. Then boom! A day or two later they are back on social media again. I mostly use it to stay informed about the kids’ school, some of our social groups, and events in our area. I actually don’t have a whole lot of time to just browse my news feed. When I do have a minute or two, I go back to the whole love/hate thing. There are days I hate it more. I put my phone down the other day feeling totally deflated, tired, and pessimistic. There was so much bickering from everything to parenting, relationships, and free speech. I love having a wide range of friends. It ensures I’m not in that “bubble.” You know, where you only surround yourself with people who agree with you. It sounds nice, but there is always a use for the devil’s advocate. There are always two sides to a story. Don’t worry about the friends I unfollowed the other day. I’m in no danger of being in a bubble. It was only two people. I guess the beauty of social media is that you can always put your phone down and just live life. If you are my age you can go back to sitting in your rocker on the front porch and yell at the kids to get off your lawn. Also if you are my age you’ll get the joke.


What A Day!

I am actually writing my first rough draft of this post the day after the Four on the Fourth race, and I have to say I am exhausted. The kids and I slept in this morning and Hubby had to work, bless his heart. We had such a full day for the Fourth! Let me go back and tell you about the packet pick-up for the race first.

I had some family drama on the third. My mom and sister were not having a good day. I got some phone calls while the kids played inside. I was so busy with talking to my family, doing laundry and watching the kids that I almost forgot to get our race packets. Hubby was working from home that day. So I left the kids at home with him to get our packets. Surprisingly they were not upset about that. They asked to stay home. I thought that weird since they always make out like bandits at the packet pick-ups. So I headed out in the early afternoon to get them. This year they gave women a choice of a regular shirt or a tank! I was so happy I wasn’t forced to get a tank. I’m actually wearing my shirt right now. To the race directors, thank you, thank you for no tanks this year!

So with no in-laws in sight this holiday we got the girl down the street to babysit that morning. The kids love playing with her. They were up when we left which had me worried. I mean we left pretty early and they were supposed to watch fireworks at the Royals game later. I knew they would be tired later.

We made it to the race with plenty of time. I saw some tents up and wanted to check them out before we headed to the start. Hubby pinned and unpinned his race bib about a million times!!! I was so frustrated. I mean, who cares! You are running. When a picture is taken you’re not standing perfectly still. Nobody is going to say, “Oh! Look how perfectly straight that race bib is! How wonderful!” Right?

Anyway, no exploring for us. I finally got Hubby out in time to walk to the start. We were back a ways from the starting line and worked our way toward the front a bit. It was still a tight squeeze for a while trying to pass people when the race started. Then of course a ton of people passed me as well. It leveled off a bit by the time we hit the first mile. At the second mile I was passing some people. I saw Hubby about that time. I caught glimpses of him here there until the end. I almost caught to him toward the end. It’s funny how you noticed some people when you run.

I passed some people never to see them again. Then there were a few here and there that would pass me and then I would pass them. Back and forth we would go. I ran the whole race expect the two water stops and one hill. I got some water and walked just to drink and then started up again running. I also walked a bit after the second hill toward the end. I mean the first hill is pretty big, and it levels off for what seems like no time at all before you do another big hill around the corner. After I made it up the second hill, I ran the rest of the way to the end.

My chip time was 45:31. I don’t think that is my best time. I’m kinda of in the middle of my age group. I mean there was one hundred twelve women my age and I was fifty-eight. Hubby did it in 44:33.  Hubby said he wished it rained like last year. I didn’t want that! It dumped on us last year! He does better in the cooler races. The heat really seems to zap him. We got our root beer floats after cooling off in the shade. Even though it wasn’t raining we were soaked. It was so hot. We didn’t stay long.

Hubby and I came home and paid the babysitter. We got the kids ready for the yearly neighborhood Fourth of July parade after drying off a bit. They did really well this year. They rode their tricycles the whole mile and half to the pool for ice cream. I thought about getting them big kid bikes for their birthday, but they said they still like their trikes. Even after the parade I asked them if they wanted big kid bikes and the answer was that they still liked their trikes. Hubby thinks they are getting too big for them. We’ll probably get them bikes for Christmas or the next birthday.

The kids got ice cream, and Hubby and I had our second helping that day. They really wanted to go to the pool, but we had plans to meet friends at Oceans of Fun later. We went home and relaxed a bit because our friends’ little ones still take naps. I thought we should go ahead and get ready since our friends live closer to Oceans of Fun. That way we would get out there the same time. Hubby was wiped though. I almost thought we were not going, but then we finally left. Just as I suspected, our friends were out there before us.

My boy just got over getting splashed and getting his head wet. He has started to jump in the pool in our neighborhood even if it is with a pool noodle. He has had several swim lessons. I thought he would deal with Oceans of Fun better this year. Last year was terrible. He didn’t want to do anything but the baby slides then. It started to look like he wasn’t going to do anything this year as well. I found Hubby and Baby Girl and traded with him. Baby Girl and I went down Aruba Tuba twice. When we came back Little Man was having fun and doing stuff like going down little slides that he wouldn’t do with me. Thanks to Hubby what would have been a bad visit for me and Little Man turned into a great visit for all.

Our friends left to go eat pizza with their kids and we stayed to ride Fury of the Nile in Worlds of Fun. Baby Girl and I had to go back and change into our dry clothes even though you can get wet on Fury of the Nile. There was a sign that said no swimsuits in Worlds of Fun. The boys just needed shirts and they were fine with their swim trunks. Funny thing was that after all that Baby Girl and I got the wettest on the ride. Ugh!

Baby Girl and I dried off before we knew it because it was so hot. Hubby and Little Man changed clothes and we were off to the Royals Game. We were a little late and hungry. Hubby didn’t want to pay stadium prices for food so we stopped on the way and got something quick to eat. We got to the game already in progress. Little Man was so wiped. He acted like he really wanted to go to sleep. He did crawl in my lap at one point to snuggle and get a quick cat nap. I looked at Hubby and his eyes looked so tired. Baby Girl was in his lap snuggling but she was awake. I’m sure I looked wiped as well. I was yawning quite a bit. Little Man was awake for at least most of the firework show. Both kiddos were out cold on the ride home. I’ve gotta say, Mommy and Daddy were pretty tired too. What a day!



Where Is My After-show?

We had a rough weekend. It should have been a nice date night. My in-laws took the kids to their place to stay the night this time. We went to the Royals ball game with another couple, but Hubby and I got into it before we went. Hubby bounces back so quickly after someone offends him or at least that is the way he acts. I mean less than five minutes kind of bouncing. It takes me hours sometimes days especially if I’m really mad. I felt like I did a pretty good job of still having fun at the ball game this time.

We tried to get to bed as early as we could. The Royals won, but we left a little before the game was done. We kind of knew our team had this one. So that helped our bed time a bit, but we did not eat at the game. We had greasy food later. I was concerned for the race the next day.

Hubby and I got into again the next morning. I try to communicate as best as I can. You would think after almost ten years of marriage that we would know how to do things without offending each other so much.

We left at least fifteen minutes later than we intended. Hubby was a little worried about catching the shuttle to the start of the CCVI Trolley Run. It’s a one way race from the Waldo area to the Plaza. There was a huge line for the buses. Once we got parked in one of the garages we had a bit of a walk to find the end of the bus line. Even though the line was long, it moved fairly quick. We were on a bus in no time.

The lady at packet pick-up told Hubby there was no lady cut shirts this year.

We were still on the bus when the race was supposed to officially start. It was a lot warmer for this race than the last two weekends. It was still a little chilly and Hubby wasn’t a big fan of waiting around for the start. One of the other things we do not have in common is sense of time. For me all this tardiness made me stressed and nervous. Our pace group had not left yet when we walked up to the corral. A lady had a rope and looked like she wasn’t letting people through. We could have run with the other pace group, but I wanted to run with the 40 minute pace group. She let some other people under the rope. So we went as well. I think for Hubby all this was perfect timing to him. No stress for him, but super stressful for me.

Nothing to report that was out of the ordinary during the run. I passed the bacon stop and all the water stops. I just wanted to finish. That and I still had a lot of anger and energy to burn. You would think that would have given me a good time but I finished in 41:20. Hubby finished in 37:55.

The after party isn’t too bad. We skipped the pizza this year. We got chocolate milk, lemonade, water, a roll, and I think what was called power balls. The band was good. Hubby was kind of piddling around and I wondered why since we bought tickets for the Avengers: Infinity War movie a few days ago. We had tickets for the 11 AM show that day. By this time we were good with each other. I reminded him of the time and he admitted he thought we were watching the noon show.

We booked it home to shower and get ready for the movie. We probably could have gone straight from the run because it was closer, but we had some time. The movie was good, but man, that ending! I won’t spoil it, but I will say I needed like an after-show to process everything I just saw. You know like Talking Dead with Chris Hardwick that comes on to talk about The Walking Dead. Whew! It was rough.

After we left the show we met my in-laws to get the kids. They informed us that they rented Coco but they had not watched it yet. We saw it in the movie theater with the kids, but my in-laws had not seen it. We decided to all go back to their place to watch it. We had pizza for dinner with them and then headed home.

The day started rough but we ended on a good note. We had two tired kiddos when we got home. After we put the Littles to bed we actually watched Fear The Walking Dead and of course Talking Dead after it. There he was, Chris Hardwick. Thank goodness because Fear had a big loss as well. I’ve never had such a rough day of losing so many beloved fictional characters. I mean you know they are not real, but dang! You still get the feels.

Sidenote: I forgot that this wasn’t published and left it in my drafts. This was written before all the accusations about Chris Hardwick went public.