"OMG [feat. will.i.am]" - Usher

O

M

G-osh.

No way.

"No. freaking. way."

Yesterday.  I.  received.  this:

The packaging alone.

made
my
day.

But the note from Mr. ETR . . . . the note . . . freaking. best. ever.

Then a wicked huge smile [that I could not / would not wipe off] entered.

Chris.  I thank you.

Amazing.  seriously.

The term "thoughtful" doesn't even begin to cover it.

So while, I sit here typing, I feel like freaking WonderWoman-ish amazing.

and

I know my dentist is going to love it when they see  me walking in wearing this in 30 minutes.

YOU
freaking
rock.

I'm so happy & so grateful.

I love this freaking buckle.

"A Beautiful Morning" - The Rascals

This morning was the perfect morning.

Early.  Recover-ish run.

McD's made me some eggs & the Pita a few sandwiches.

Peanut's requests . . . .  waffles [ya, they don't sell those].  She's my girl.  How can I refuse?  Waffles.  done.

Lunches were made.  Kisses given.

A n d

what?!

20 minutes to blow before drop-off?!

I knew just what to do.

I grabbed my new favorite cereal.

And. it. was on.

She never saw it coming.  food.  fight.  fabulous.

Little guy was a little scared.

But
this
was
awesome.

You can run --- but hiding is for wimps!

Damaged ammo.

Slightly damaged Peanut.

Conveniently for her, we had to leave before "clean-up".  Chuy did help me out with the big scraps [the ones he could find]. 

Found three in my hair.  No.  Joke.

The conversation on the way to school went like this [I recorded it on my phone, just have no clue how to upload that]:

Me:  So how does 2nd place feel?
Peanut:  Oh.  Ohhhhh.  It is sooooooooooooo ON!

Me: [laugh]
Peanut:  How does it feel to come in 2nd?

Me:  I wouldn't know.  I was in 1st.
Peanut:  How does it feel to come in last?

Me:  I wouldn't know.  All I do is win. 

Peanut:  You're just a sore winner.  And a sore loser.  L [places hand to head] on your forehead.
Me:  w i n n i n g !

I
love
that
kid.

Happy Tuesday.

a n d

a HUGE - HUGE - HUGE thank you for all the donations. 

You guys amaze me.  I am so grateful.

Thank you.

"Thank You" - Jay-Z

Grateful. [doesn't begin to cover it]

Thank you.

Yesterday turned out being pretty freaking great.

Went to pick up Peanut.  We made eye contact.

and
she
started
running.

running to me, in my car.

P:  mom.  mom.  I got 1st place in the 200!
Me: [of course you freaking did, and I didn't get to see it] No way!  You rock kid!
P: it was fun!
Me:  awesome!  I can't believe you got 1st place!!
P:  Yep, first place out of three kids!

c l a s s i c .

That's my girl.

Fast forward. . . .The Pita had a basketball game. . . .fast forward . . .

In-N-Out [burger] Thursday!

yes.
every
Thursday.

Fast Forward . . . home.. . . .fast forward . . .

Pita: have your phone? Let me check something on your phone.
Me: you. bet. cha.
Pita: ummm, why is there a photo of a  .45 on your blog today?
[he reads . . . 64 people commented on THAT?]
Me: [glowing/happy/in awe] I know, right?!  They rock.
Pita: seriously.  People listen to you moan and complain and gripe then build you up?  I didn't even know you were having a bad day!

[he pauses]

Pita:  Do you have their addresses? 
Me:  Well, I may have a few on my phone due to RUN EMZ shirts.
Pita:  Should I send cash or checks?

loved. it.
we went on to talk for a few minutes about this.

words/thoughts I remember:

* cheaper than therapy.
* amazing
* supportive
* hand holding
* one crazy understands another
* endurance athletes = a whole other breed
* you should copy/print that
* lucky/blessed

Awesome.

Fast Forward . . . . this morning . . . .

I'm finally ready to show off this:

you bet cha. 

My price I paid for wearing 4.5" heels around Vegas for 2 days.

Only on my right foot.  Weird.

So. worth. it.

Well until my marathon this Sunday.  ouch.

Fast Forward . . . 5 minutes before school drop off.

Peanut:  Mom.  I like this dress. [one I'm selling] try it on.
Me: Ya, I like it.  okay, I'll try it.
Peanut: The arm holes are too big.
Me:  only as to accommodate my huge guns.
Peanut:  whatever. My muscles are bigger.
Me:  [uhhhh huuuuuuhh whaaaa?] let's have a contest!

{I know, right who has a bicep contest with their 10.5 year old? ----- me!!!!}

Soooooo.  who.  won?

You. pick.

But you better hurry.

Guess who just got invited to watch the last 1/2 day of Field Day?

Yep.  Me.

Who cares if it's from  my car?
I've got a great zoom lens for my camera.

I feel good

Loving this song, this morning.

I'm out.

I'm off.

Bib # 2037.  I'm liking that.

But first, I owe a big, toothy grin to someone.

What?!  I told you it was b i g .

Wish I could express in words how I'm feeling right now.  For once, I'm at a loss.  Just a heart full of emotion, thanks & gratitude.