Spring Fever

I already have it and it isn't even March yet. I know that I am getting the itch when my students begin to annoy me for no reason. It's not their fault (at least not all of it.), I just am in the mood to be outside, sitting in the sun reading a good book and worrying about absolutley nothing.

By the way, YES we did complete the half marathon with our full marathon numbers. It really wasn't that big of a deal. They just marked a huge red A across our chest when we finished...Not really. It was great. I will post pictures (and would have sooner) when I can figure out my camera. It's not new really, I just don't remember how to make the pics appear on my computer. I thought that I was going to be really amazed with my skills whenever we finished and I thought that I would want to brag to everyone that I JUST RAN 13.1 MILES!!!! but I didn't really feel that way. Mainly I just wanted to brag about not having to run ever again if I didn't want to! I didn't run all last week and I actually got the urge to hit the road again on Sunday but I didn't. I think I will start running again...in fact, I am declaring that this Wednesday will be my first run since the half marathon. There, I said it. Now I can't back down...or can I?

6 Weird Things...

Actually, I don't think they are weird, I think they are totally rational but other people might think they are a little strange.
1. I am deathly (obviously a bit of an over statement) afraid of grasshoppers. I believe I have explained this fear in a previous post so I won't go in to great detail. If you need more info I will share.
2. I am equally as fearful of fish. Not fish in my fish tank at school...that would be silly. I am afraid of being in the lake with fish. I get anxiety every time someone mentions going to the lake. I absolutely refuse to just swim in a lake. That is not fun for me at all!!! Anytime I have ever gone water skiing I look like a complete idiot because when I fall I splash like a freaking psycho until I get back in the boat. I am not 100% sure if I am more scared of the fish or the unknown. There could be a 12 foot baracuda swimming right underneath me and the thought of that makes me wet my pants a little as I type this...
3. I like to swallow gum. Not little pieces of gum, I can handle those. I am talking about bubble gum (Bubble Yum to be exact) when I put a big juicy piece of gum in my mouth it takes all my will power not to swallow it. I used to do it all the time. Then I had some issues with my appendix and someone told me that swallowing gum can cause those types of problems and I stopped...but I still get the urge every now and then and I have to spit it out immediately.
4. When I find a bra that fits really well I wear it until it falls apart. I think I have some bras that are like seven years old...that is kind of gross when I actually type it out and put that information out there. I hear Victoria's Secret calling my name.
5. I love to fall asleep during movies. I love the way it feels when you are fighting off sleep because you really want to watch the movie but then you just give in because closing your eyes feels sooooo goooood. Ryan does not really enjoy this about me.
6. I have weird superstitions when I play tennis. They used to be really bad when I played in high school. Like one time, I took my watch off during a match and set it on the back of the court by the fence. I won the next two games so when I went to pick it up because we were changing sides I noticed exactly how it was sitting and instead of throwing it in my bag I took it to the other side of the court and set it up the exact same way. I did that for the remainder of the match...there are others but they get a little wordy and I am tired of typing.

Now it's your turn!

BIIIIIIIIGGGGG MISTAKE

I made a HUGE...huge mistake this week. I am used to making small mistakes pretty much everyday but it has been awhile since I have screwed the pooch as bad as I did this week. I would like for you to take a minute and think about the last time you made a huge mistake. I'm not talking about something bad that happened TO you, I'm talking about something that YOU did, something YOU had control over. ( If this is bringing back terrible memories, please forget your mistake and live vicariously through mine.)

Ok...so, we have been training for a half marathon since about October. I have known since then that we were going to run the Austin Marathon, which is this weekend, since OCTOBER. We have been running every week, long runs on the weekend, I checked the website to see how much is cost to register, I even saw that there was a date when the price went up and I told all of my friends so they would be sure to register on time. ( do you see where this is going already?) So, even though I have known for approximately 5 months that I would be running this particular half marathon on this particular weekend...I forgot to register. So, I get on the website this week to see when late registration is and the half marathon is FULL and they are accepting NO MORE ENTRIES!!!!!!! WHAT???!!!???? I flipped. Not just a little. I am talking panic attack, flip out. I called Ryan and I think I hung up on him in mid-sentence so that I could call my mom and I was able to choke out what happened and I was so delirious that I couldn't find my Dad's number on my phone and almost called Durham bus services because it was right below Dad. Finally, I composed myself and called the Austin marathon people and said surely this is a mistake, I mean, I'm nice, I screwed up and can you PLEASE let me in??? Did I mention that this means Ryan isn't registered either and we are meeting my sister, dad, sister's friend, Audrey and others to run in this thing. So it's not like this just affected me and Ryan. I just wanted to let you know what type of screw up scale we are talking about here.

So we are still going. We are still running. But we are registering for the full marathon because there are still 850 spots for the marathon. Are we running the full marathon uhhhhh...no. We are just paying $120 each for the full marathon (instead of $60 each for the half) and we are only running the half. Sounds cool, right? I am such an idiot.

Sometimes I'm a little bit awkward...

I am not really that good at small talk, this is when I tend to say the awkward things to people. I am not sure what makes me think that I need to fill silence with random words but I do. For example, one night Ryan and I were eating out and we saw a couple that we knew. I had heard that she was pregnant so I asked her about it and she told me that she was due on Christmas day. So what do I say? "Oh, so you are going to have a werewolf?!?" Yes, you just read that right. But you can go back and read it again if you want to. I don't know why I said it. It just came out. I'm not even sure if that is true but I think I heard an old wives tale once that said babies born on Christmas were werewolves. Can anyone verify this? Dad, are you reading this? But even if it is an actual "old wives tale" that isn't even the point!! Who says that??? Normally when I say weird things Ryan at least gives me a courtesy laugh and then tries to direct the attention away from my awkward moment but even he couldn't help me.

So, because I am such a poor small talker I actually fear situations where small talk is going to be necessary. Another example: If I see someone I know in public, I immediately get anxious and turn bright red. It is not because I don't like them or I am embarrassed, it's because I am worried that I won't be able to come up with something meaningful to say. I have diagnosed myself with small talk anxiety disorder. I just can't do it. And if there is a time when I am actually being successful at "small talk" I go on and on for so long about random subjects that it actually becomes "long talk" and no longer falls under the category of "small talk" anymore. And those of you that know me, know that I am completely capable of "long talk." But even then, I think that I have a disorder because I will come away from a conversation and think, "Did I even let the other person say anything??" So if you have ever fallen victim to my small talk anxiety disorder or have ever been completely overwhelmed by a conversation you have had with me because I didn't let you get a word in edge-wise, I am sorry.

Yes, this is random...but at least I am blogging again.

I don't even have a good excuse...

So you aren't going to get one. I was trying to decide what to blog about for my return to the blogging world. In the past I have just done one big update on my life but that sounds way to involved and a little bit boring. So I am just going to pick a random topic. Hmmmm...

Okay, here is my list of pet peeves (sp?). Actually they may not all be "pet peeves" but they are things that bother me:
1. Water around the sink. Because when you are tall you lean over to look in the mirror and the water gets on your pants. Plus it just looks gross.
2. Morning breath.
3. Shaving my legs and having them immediately start to grow back as soon as I step foot out of the shower.
4. Cutting myself shaving...I mean seriously, I have been doing this for about 15 years and I still can't get it right?
5. When my students ask me where they turn in an assignment. They have turned in assignments TO THE SAME PLACE ALL YEAR...figure it out!!!!
6. I take the time to paint my toenails then I go run and they are all chipped and stupid looking.
7. Having to charge my cell phone. They should have created something by now that just works forever.
8. Waking up at the crack of dawn every morning. Of course my school district would decide to change the middle school start time to 8:30 NEXT year when I might not be there any more...thanks so much.
9. Getting a blow out and not really knowing how to change a flat but trying to pretend so that hopefully someone would stop to help me. Trying relentlessly to pull the spare out of the trunk and saying a bad word right as a nice man walks up to help me, reaches in and unscrews a cap keeping my spare tire in place...the tire then came right out.
10. The fact that I still have to look at the keys to type because if I don't then my sentences might look something like this: Me love you long tim... Me lobe you long time... You are ruining my joke, get out of my offive. ( Please tell me that some of you watch the Office...)

Sorry this blog seems sort of negative. I am actually in a very good mood and I hope this just made you laugh and wasn't actually a downer to anyone! Have a great day!

"Thanks for finally posting, Meredith."

You are welcome.