I went to bed remarkably early for a Friday night.
Then, out of no where, the dogs start freaking out around 2:30am.
My brother had made a surprise return home.
There are all sorts of details that aren't mine to tell regarding that situation,
so I simply ask for prayers concerning my brother and his new wife.
That being said, his arrival woke me up
and unable to go back to sleep,
I got online to check blogs, twitter, etc.
The first thing I saw was a new blog post from a favorite blog of mine.
Summer is an amazing woman who lives in NY with her husband.
They have had a ridiculous amount of trials and pain over the past several months
and her blog has been an amazing display of strength and encouragement.
Anyways, her late night post was about a neat idea she had seen on another blog.
The blogger simply wrote:
"I promise to send something handmade
to the first 3 people who leave a comment here.
To be eligible, you must also post this in your blog,
offering the same thing to 3 other people.
The rules are that it must be handmade by you and it
must be sent to your 3 people *sometime* in 2011."
Summer, being the kindhearted woman that she is,
decided to do the same.
I commented, and well,
here I am.
How could I pass up such a neat and original way to brighten someone's day?
And by someone, I mean you!
I'm jumping on the bandwagon folks.
And if you ask me,
I think I'm in for a pretty rewarding ride.
leave your email,
and I will send something homemade your way before 2012.
In high school, we were required to run at least a mile every morning for drill team.
I was ALWAYS the last one finished.
It was embarrassing.
I HATED it.
Once I graduated high school, I assumed that I'd never have to run again.
And until recently, I was completely okay with that.
But now, with the wedding roughly 22 weeks away,
and my body about 22 pounds from where it should be,
I've decided that maybe I should give running another chance.
Starting tomorrow, I will be attempting to complete
Robert Ullrey's "Couch to 5K" podcast workout program.
Eek. 9 weeks of running.
I'm going to die.
Or become a marathon runner.
I'm also changing my diet completely:
No fried foods.
No carbonated drinks.
Little to no bread.
No food after 9pm.
Water, water, water.
Ready for a healthier, not necessarily skinnier, me,
(although that'd be nice)