- Sneezing in the car. You know what I'm talking about. You're driving along, probably in some kind of traffic. Out of no where the 1812 Dust Bowl hits your nostrils, sending you into a sneezing fit. The rapid fire kind, where you can't hold your head up. Bam. Bam Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam. Yes, bless you. That scares me, driving drunk driver like, watery eyes, so close to the guard rails. But it always makes me giggle
- The open-ended comment "You look different today". It's the sister comment to "You look tired" AKA: you look like crap. When you provide me no additional info, it leaves me thinking: Does my outfit not work like I thought it end? Maybe I shouldn't have gotten a haircut?? Is there glue in my hair? Or boogers, for that matter? And then I have to decide on how to answer it. With a thanks? Or a smile? It makes me sweaty thinking about it.
- I've come to the adult realization that I will never be a single consistent size. Nope. I come to accept this and dress my body how I want. Chalk it up to a weird body shape. Case in point:
I give you some pants. Just a sampling of some current faves. Ain't no shame in my game. I will proudly walk into a store with a 4 and a S top on, and leave with a 12 and an XXL tunic. But it's weird.
-Tomorrow starts my Spring Break. Oh, the freedom of Spring Break. I have missed all-day pajama fests. Let's all hope it doesn't start with a little clean-up, again.
- To christen said Spring Break, I went for a run. Man, I was huffing it. Trying to steadily run as fast as I could.
4 miles in 37:21. Thank you Jesus. And then I almost barfed on my shoes.