Happy Thanksgiving
some (ok, not so many) of you MAY have several questions concerning my thanksgiving trip to florida. as miriam, aj, and my mom have all flown north, i am ready and willing to answer these questions, and more...
exciting questions like...
"did you have a nice drive south?"
yes. very nice. long, of course, but nice.
"was thanksgiving dinner delicious?"
oh yes. very nice and yummy
"did you buy any legwarmers over the vacation?"
yes, i did. i wore them to a road race as part of a very convincing 80s costume.
"80's costume, you say?"
yes. my brother ran a ten mile race, while my mom, sister and i *ran* the 5k. the original plan was to run these events in atlanta with thousands of other people at different levels of fitness. miriam and i (ok. mostly me) though it would be a good laugh to dress up and just goof off throughout the race. this plan would have been perfect EXCEPT that we ended up running the races in beautiful DeLand, FL, where aparently only serious runners go at 8 am on thanksgiving. And only about 500 runners at that. So as we park the car, we realized this. There just weren't enough cars around to provide us the cover we needed. as it were, we just looked like freaks. this is where the legwarmers come into play. from bottom to top, i had sneakers (only because i couldn't walk three miles in gold, shiny pumps) green socks, black legwarmers, spandex shorts under a uber short denim skirt (yes. skirt), giant purple sweatshirt with shoulder cut out over a fuscia tank top, scrunchie on the wrist, multiple scrunchies in the hair, red lippy, purple eye shadow and eyeliner/mascara in a furious combination. miriam looked only slightly less ridiculous as she refused to wear eye makeup. we registered and pinned on our race numbers. the running was unsatisfying for me, though miriam tore off ahead in a blaze of thunder and left me in the dust. at least i tried to run ultra fast so i could catch up, thus passing a ton of regular, normally dressed runners, only to have them pass me when i decided at about mile one to stop and walk.
"did you win any prizes over the vacation?"
yes. after the race, they had door prize drawings (what door exactly, i dont' know) and i won a buck knife. the best part was ripping through the crowd to claim my winnings. AND immediately after, miriam had to run through that same crowd (which, face it, HATED. US.) to collect Her prize - a garment bag!!!
"did you figure out why you're single?"
yes. according to my grandmother, i (and my sister) am single because we are waiting for prince charming who will never come, as well as the fact that we don't wear perfume and we don't know how to flirt. my grandma did snag my grandpa at the age of 18, so i should be listening. when in frustration i asked her "grandma, how did you ever stand to wait until mom was 25 for her to get married?" she had no real response.
"did your sister say anything memorable to your mom?"
yes. after a brief fight over the front seat of the car, miriam shreaks at my mom (mostly in jest) "you are such a selfish woman! how did you ever spare your milk?!"
all in all, a very great vacation. i don't want to drive home tomorrow, but it can't be helped. at least i have christmas decorations waiting at home to be hung. if you're in the atl on the 10th of december, you are invited to my christmas party. this is going to be the best holiday season ever.
i am trying to insert a photo of me accepting my prize at the race, but i am not sure if it will work.
exciting questions like...
"did you have a nice drive south?"
yes. very nice. long, of course, but nice.
"was thanksgiving dinner delicious?"
oh yes. very nice and yummy
"did you buy any legwarmers over the vacation?"
yes, i did. i wore them to a road race as part of a very convincing 80s costume.
"80's costume, you say?"
yes. my brother ran a ten mile race, while my mom, sister and i *ran* the 5k. the original plan was to run these events in atlanta with thousands of other people at different levels of fitness. miriam and i (ok. mostly me) though it would be a good laugh to dress up and just goof off throughout the race. this plan would have been perfect EXCEPT that we ended up running the races in beautiful DeLand, FL, where aparently only serious runners go at 8 am on thanksgiving. And only about 500 runners at that. So as we park the car, we realized this. There just weren't enough cars around to provide us the cover we needed. as it were, we just looked like freaks. this is where the legwarmers come into play. from bottom to top, i had sneakers (only because i couldn't walk three miles in gold, shiny pumps) green socks, black legwarmers, spandex shorts under a uber short denim skirt (yes. skirt), giant purple sweatshirt with shoulder cut out over a fuscia tank top, scrunchie on the wrist, multiple scrunchies in the hair, red lippy, purple eye shadow and eyeliner/mascara in a furious combination. miriam looked only slightly less ridiculous as she refused to wear eye makeup. we registered and pinned on our race numbers. the running was unsatisfying for me, though miriam tore off ahead in a blaze of thunder and left me in the dust. at least i tried to run ultra fast so i could catch up, thus passing a ton of regular, normally dressed runners, only to have them pass me when i decided at about mile one to stop and walk.
"did you win any prizes over the vacation?"
yes. after the race, they had door prize drawings (what door exactly, i dont' know) and i won a buck knife. the best part was ripping through the crowd to claim my winnings. AND immediately after, miriam had to run through that same crowd (which, face it, HATED. US.) to collect Her prize - a garment bag!!!
"did you figure out why you're single?"
yes. according to my grandmother, i (and my sister) am single because we are waiting for prince charming who will never come, as well as the fact that we don't wear perfume and we don't know how to flirt. my grandma did snag my grandpa at the age of 18, so i should be listening. when in frustration i asked her "grandma, how did you ever stand to wait until mom was 25 for her to get married?" she had no real response.
"did your sister say anything memorable to your mom?"
yes. after a brief fight over the front seat of the car, miriam shreaks at my mom (mostly in jest) "you are such a selfish woman! how did you ever spare your milk?!"
all in all, a very great vacation. i don't want to drive home tomorrow, but it can't be helped. at least i have christmas decorations waiting at home to be hung. if you're in the atl on the 10th of december, you are invited to my christmas party. this is going to be the best holiday season ever.
i am trying to insert a photo of me accepting my prize at the race, but i am not sure if it will work.