We’re back for another day of Cookie Weekend, and I awoke to face this: This is what’s left of the butter after Day 1. Yep – that’s what’s left. And we went through it all today. But we started the day off right, with an enormous keg o’ coffee and music from The Folkers – Another Folkin’ Christmas. 🙂
Three women. Three days. Twenty varieties. Welcome to the epic-ness that is Cookie Weekend. Our Cookie Weekend tradition has been going on for at least 15 years, and consists of me, my mom, and my mom’s younger sister taking at least three days to create multiple varieties of cookies and candies. And since most people don’t understand its epic-ness, I thought it was the perfect time to document it on this here corner of the…
I’ve got a Thanksgiving day revelation for y’all – recognizing your limitations stinks. I’ve been out of commission for half-marathon training for nearly two weeks due to a strained hip flexor. It felt bad before the Hot Chocolate Run, despite going to the chiropractor the Friday before, and it felt REALLY bad after it. I visited the chiropractor the Monday after the run, and she confirmed my hips were still out of whack. She got me back…
Sunday was my first organized 5K as an official “runner.” And it was more than a bit of a rude awakening. I met up with my fit friend Jess outside Principal Park, as she’d been nice enough to pick up my race packet and my nifty fleece jacket. I met Jess’ friend Lisa, who’s a mother of three and has gone through a fitness transformation to become a regular half-marathoner. So, it can be done,…
Got back Monday night from a week in Las Vegas to watch the World Finals of the Professional Bull Riders. It was an awesome week, hanging out with my mom and visiting our family in Henderson in between bull riding events. There was a lot of this: Blackberry margaritas at Hussong’s Cantina. Yum.