I May Have Gone Crazy This Past Weekend

On Friday Emily came into town and we hung out. We went to Maudie's for some Mexican food and margaritas (I love both from there).

But something MUST be wrong with me (and Emily) because we both could only manage to drink 1.5 margaritas. Neither one of us have ever left some of our margaritas on the table. And the only explanation I can think of is that the lack of drinking ability is directly related to the increasing age of the drinkers. But I am open to other interpretations of this latest disturbing trend...

Afterwards we stopped by the gas station to continue on with our "crazy" drinking of the evening and got ourselves one six-pack to split (that I may add we didn't even finish). But the ONE man in front of us had what I can only estimate to be a billion lottery tickets (I may be a little off, I have always been bad at ball-parking numbers, but I think it's at least a ball park of the ball park).

Anyways we were fine with it and chatting away and not really caring that there seemed to even be a second worker sitting behind the counter doing nothing but read his newspaper. And it really wasn't a big deal that no one even apologized or even acknowledged or presence. We were fine talking and laughing.

Until one of those automatically spraying air fresheners sprayed us from six inches away.

And that might be when the hinges came off for the both of us.

After we recovered from our impressive leaps in a failed attempt to get away from the nasty spray we might have expressed our distaste for the proximity placement of such a product.

And then we might have mentioned the awkward placements of several of their products.

Especially the fuchsia over-sized pocket knife.

To which Emily responded with, "Actually I like the knife on the other side (it was a "fancy" turning display case) better, I've seen it come around seven times, if you wait twelve more minutes it will come around again and you will see it for yourself."

And I responded with, "Oh no, I can't wait here another twelve minutes because this spray may be set on a fifteen minute timer. And that would be just cutting it too close!"

About then is when the gas station attendant became available to check us out miraculously. It's funny how when you start to lose it, people then become aware you are annoyed.

And then we went home, drank 2.5 beers each which naturally led to us trying on all my old bridesmaid and high school formal dresses.

Naturally.

Okay so we had a reason. Next weekend we are each going to a Murder Mystery dinner party and the theme is a beauty pageant. And the invitation literally says wear an old bridesmaids dress.

Which must have been what everyone must have been thinking I was going to do with the dresses when they said that I could re-wear them again.

Haha, I kid!

(Or not?)

But anyways, I layed out the fourteen dresses (I've been in a couple of weddings and kept a few high school dresses) and between Miss Alabama (Emily) and Miss New Jersey (me), are set for the party! Dresses to be revealed at a later date...

Other things of note from the weekend, my roommate and I went to see "The King's Speech." We both really enjoyed it and I recommend it to anyone (old enough to hear some foul language). But I love movies about royalty, WWII, that are true, and with Colin Firth; so it was probably going to be a winner in my book no matter what. However, I was VERY impressed with his performance and I am happy he won a golden globe for it and wouldn't be surprised if he won more awards for that movie!

Last thing, I must have a few screws loose because somewhere along the way this weekend I decided that it would be a great idea to run a half marathon in a month. I haven't run more than two miles in A LONG time. But yet, get to 13.1 in four weeks seems reasonable to me???

But the half marathon is in New Orleans and I happen to know someone to stay with that lives right next to the starting line.

And they have Hurricanes (the drink) there, in case you weren't aware. That was a major selling point for me when deciding which city to run a half marathon.

AND... I have managed to convince not just one but TWO other people that this is a rational idea. I am not sure why they are following my lead, and what they are thinking, but dear God, please let them make it through this injury free and not hate me at the end of it.

So in my first attempt to prepare, yesterday I "ran" (and by that I mean, mostly walked) five miles around Lady Bird Lake.

And today I feel awesome.

IF your definition of awesome is moaning and groaning every time you move a muscle.

I'll get through this though. And if not, I will get a few hurricanes out of the deal. What could be so bad about that?