Dinner tonight.
Not the Extreme, not the Chocolate.
Just the regular old billion calorie carton.
Posts Tagged: magnum
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Mar 11
Us Tiger Moms Better Keep Running Shirts Tucked
In search of a vicarious endorphin high, I imposed running on my 10-year-old daughter. I registered us for the Atlanta Women’s 5K in March — then worried non-stop that I’m turning into a non-compromising, no slumber party-allowing Tiger Mom.
1
Mar 11
Musing on just the right word.
I had to do something.
Look to the right on the tag selection. See where it says..
Madison Makes Me Crazy.
It’s not Madison Makes Me Crazy. It’s
(All things) Madison and (things that) Makes Me Crazy.
But since they are together alphabetically is looks like…
Madison Makes Me Crazy.
Which of course it does sometimes, but not nearly often enough to warrant a huge tag.
So I had to think of the perfect word to insert between Madison and Makes Me Crazy.
* Magnet
* Macroeconomics. (No, that wouldn’t work “c” comes before “d.”)
* Maelstrom (Had possiblities.)
* Mafia (Close second choice,)
But I went with….
Magnum.
So we will see how long it takes it to become…
Madison Magnum Makes me Crazy.
Only time will tell.
This image could give me nightmares.
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Feb 11
Musing on serious foot injuries.
The last time I ran for any length of time was almost two months ago at the Disney Half Marathon.
Because I ran with my messed up right knee, I messed up the second toe on my right foot.
Do you know how incapacitating a pulled tendon of the second toe is?
Of course not.
No one in their right mind would end up with such a stupid debilitating injury
Except me.
Now it hurts to walk and I am having to walk for exercise because of my bad knee.
The bad knee that messed up my bad toe.
The bad toe that’s painted light blue.
Sometimes it’s the little things that exhaust me.
And I refuse to take a picture of my ugly, light blue toe.
Because I’m very mad it at right now.
So there.
