Random Randomness

I just realized it has been a really long time since I treated all of you to the random tornadic-game-show-dollar-machine-whirlwind that is my brain.

Remember me?

Remember me?

I now you’re all just chomping at the bit to see what’s been flying around in there.  Far be it for me to deprive you of such idiotic interesting musings.  Let me just throw a disclaimer in here that I cannot be held responsible for the following drivel.  It just falls out of my brain all on its own.  No assistance needed.

brain vomit

1.  Sometimes I just want to do this to my previous home state in the middle of a polar vortex.  Just because I can.

Nah nah nah nah nah nah.  Nah.

Nah nah nah nah nah nah. Nah.

2.  I REALLY hate those itty bitty bugs that love to fly right in your face.

Stupid bugs.

Stupid bugs.

3.  The hubby likes to beep the horn whenever we drive by cows on our way to Disney.  He says they’re lonely and like the interaction.

Captain! I just don't know!

Captain! I just don’t know!

4.  We live on a lake that is the winter residence to flocks of coots.  They like to all float together in a big bunch in the middle of the lake at night.  It’s creepy.  Like a bad Hitchcock spoof movie kind of creepy.

Hey Harry!  Check out that hottie over there to your right!  The one with the really sexy beak!

Hey Harry! Check out that hottie over there to your right! The one with the really sexy beak!

5.  Wonder Mutt leads a charmed life.

Leave me alone.  I'm meditating.

Leave me alone. I’m meditating.

6.  I’m SICK of having knees.

Who needs you anyway?!?

Who needs you anyway?!?

7.  What do you think is going on in that head?

(insert Scooby Doo huh? here)

(insert Scooby Doo huh? here)

8.  Who was the idiot who said if a bird poops on you, you’ll have good luck?  I’m thinking you’ll just have a dirty shirt.

Ew.  Just.  Yeah.  Ew.

Ew. Just. Yeah. Ew.

So there you have it.  The top issues that are occupying my brain these days.  Aren’t you just absolutely thrilled I had the foresight to share them with you?  I feel so much less brain cluttered now.  Thanks.

 

Enjoy the ride.

Ever just feel the need to just pull the brain drain plug and let all the miscellaneous crap just come pouring out?  Feel better when you do?  What’s your opinion on the whole bird poop issue?

Nostalgia Has It’s Place

In case you didn’t notice if you were stalking me on IG and FB this weekend, I returned to the Place of All Things Happy.  All THINGS Happy.  Not all CHILDREN happy.  Oh yes, Disney World was definitely a place of all out baby stress this weekend.

screaming baby

I wanna Mickey muffin and I want it NOWWWWWWW!!!!!!

Thankfully though, we were able to escape said baby madness and keep things on a more adult level.  Well, except for a momentary kiddie lapse into Christopher Robin’s bedroom.  But honestly, who can say no to a hunny-luving bear and his bouncy sidekick?

Okay, who's got the hunny pot?

Okay, who’s got the hunny pot?

Once I returned home, unpacked, and played with the Wonder Mutt, I had some lingering house stuff to do that I’d been putting off.  This included going through a box of crap the hubby had filled with random, well, crap.  We’d recently cleared out our spare room and he had thrown a bunch of loose items into a box for me to go through.  I figured I better just get it over with and dug in.  Would you find it strange the majority of said crap in the box was a bunch of race bibs?  I have a habit of writing down the race location, date and my time/pace on the back of each bib.  What’s this?  A 5k with a 9:08 min/mile?  Say WHAT?!?

Whoooooaaaaa.....

Whoooooaaaaa…..

I even stumbled across the pics I ordered from last year’s WDW Half Marathon.  You know.  The one that made me stop running for the next four months, just to have a great training period and end up in a major crash and burn for the Great Disney Splash and Dash of 2014?  Yeah, that one.

Yep.  That was me.  Pretty much.

Yep. That was me. Pretty much.

As I weeded through all these race bibs, pictures of not-so-glorious race days gone by, ticket stubs to various vacation adventures, and the ever humorous photos of big, bad, hair days of the 80’s, I started feeling that oh-so-familiar rock in the pit of my stomach.  Images popped into my brain of a thinner, faster, fewer lines on the face girl who didn’t know what it was like to feel knee pain, couldn’t spell chondromalacia patella to save her life, or thought ITBS was a new grunge band from Seattle.  To say I started feeling a bit sad for those days gone by would be putting it mildly.  And – as always – the hubs knew exactly what was getting to me.  And – as always – he knew exactly what stupid thing to say to make me laugh, and let me know this injury is just a bump in the road.  But damn, these bumps get friggin’ aggravating, don’t they?

Ugh.

Ugh.

If there is one thing I can take away from my little moment of welling in self-pity, it’s this.  It’s okay to look back and wish for that thinner, faster, big-haired girl who’s biggest worry was getting her dupa out of bed by noon on the weekends.  But it doesn’t do anybody any good to wish for those days back.  Everything happens for a reason, and it’s not always up to us to know what that reason is.  We just have to live in the moment like the Wonder Mutt – whose only concern is whether or not Mom is going to drop a piece of that wonderful smelling food on the floor.  Because, well, DAMN.  Just look at how absolutely ADORABLE I AM.

I know, I know.  No need to say it.  TOTALLY adorbs.

I know, I know. No need to say it. TOTALLY adorbs.

Live in the moment Calypso?  Yeah, I got it.

Enjoy the ride.

Do you have one of those photos/race bibs/medals that always seem to hit you where it counts when you least expect it?  What was it from?  Were you proud of that moment or did it turn you into an even better runner/person/athlete?  Do you wish you had your dog’s life?

Hi Ho, Hi Ho, It’s Off To Disney World We Go!

Yep!  I actually DO have more interesting things to vomit out of my brain today, but since we’re going back to DISNEYWORLD tomorrow – yes, TOMORROW! – I can’t really concentrate on anything else.  Nor do I want to.  Because almost everything else becomes completely insignificant when one is about to embark on a quickie – STOP IT – to the World of the Mouse!!!

Yes Black Dog!  We're waiting just for YOU!!

Yes Black Dog! We’re waiting just for YOU!!

To those of you who have yet to see the light – you know who you are (dearest husband) – my barely contained excitement is something of a mystery.  Exactly how does one explain the lack of focus on mundane tasks, hours spent listening to Disney related podcasts, and ceaseless humming of It’s A Small World?

Can't stop humming it now, can you?

Can’t stop humming it now, can you?

To set the record straight, this IS just a quick little weekend getaway, and not a complete week-long immersion of all things Disney.  And even though I freely admit I wasn’t putting anything over on the hubs when I oh-so-innocently suggested that we need to build up some Marriott points and why not conveniently do that in Orlando – I’ll never be sorry for coming up with the first of what I’m sure will be many exciting, brilliant, Mouse-inspired ideas in 2015.

I'm going to Disney World!!!!

I’m going to Disney World!!!!

So if your life turns out to be incredibly boring this weekend as you try to convince your legs that they really CAN move again after last weekend’s Dopey escapades, feel free to stalk me on social media.  I guarantee at least a few daily images of all kinds of shenanigans.  Because…..why else does one venture to the place of all things magical?  For basic good times and baby meltdowns?  Oh HECK no.

NOT going to be me.  Until I have to leave.  Then all bets are off.

NOT going to be me. Until I have to leave. Then all bets are off.

So come along with me dear readers.  It’s going to be magical!!!!

 

Enjoy the ride.

How spectacular was your last trip to the Mouse?  Where’d ya go, what’d ya do, how many miles did ya run, how many cocktails did ya down?  Were Mickey ice cream bars and Mickey muffins involved?  Did anyone throw up on any rides?  Tell me!! Tellmetellmetellmetellmetellmetellmetellmetellmetellme!!!!