I got this in the mail the other day for running two Rock and Roll events in one year:  Phoenix and St Louis.  I’d run them again next year, but Phoenix is during my honeymoon, and my sister Leslie is getting married in Phoenix during the St Louis race.  Strange.

It’s rather less exciting getting an additional medal two months after the race.

Tonight I went to a blogger meet-up at Starbucks.  I was pleased to finally meet Kristen of the Concrete Runner (who brought her baby!) and to see Kara and Maria again.

I ordered a “Skinny Peppermint Mocha” and I’m sorry to say I didn’t really enjoy it.  I was trying to be lower calorie, but the sugar free syrups are just not as good, in my opinion.  Oh well.  I should have ordered what I wanted, an Eggnog Latte, but I used to order those non-fat and after many of them like that, last year a barista told me there was no such thing.  Who knows what I had been being served.  *shakes fist at Starbucks*.  Nonetheless, calorie wise I definitely made a better choice!  I see that a grande “non-fat” eggnog latte is 440 calories vs. the 130 I had.  Sometimes you just have to make those hard decisions.

(VOTE for my blog for best personal blog in St Louis)

I would like a cow watch!  One of you should give me one of these for Christmas!

My sister Leslie used to have a cow watch when we were little.  I think it was from Hershey’s Chocolate World.

And go Here to watch a delightful Homestar video!!

Transcript below:

(from wikipedia)

STRONG BAD: strongbad, underscore, email, dot e-x-e. Enter.

{reading}

Dear Strong Bad,
Why don’t you and The Cheat pull a
caper of some sort. It seems like
there has been little cooperation
between the two of you as of late.
James
Detroit Mi

{Strong Bad pronounces "Mi" like "me"}

STRONG BAD: {typing:} Well, you’re right. It’s no secret that The Cheat and I haven’t been getting along very well… since he screwed up our last caper.

{Cut to Strong Bad and The Cheat in Homestar’s house at night, stealing his newspaper.}

STRONG BAD: I don’t care about the crosswords, man, just the jumbles, the jumbles!

THE CHEAT: {The Cheat noises}

STRONG BAD: I don’t know, go look over there.

THE CHEAT: {The Cheat noises} {goes over to a table with a cow lamp on it}

STRONG BAD: No, look out! Oh, great, man.

{The Cheat knocks over the lamp, breaking it. A light turns on and Homestar comes out. He is wearing pajamas, and it appears he hasn’t shaved. Strong Bad looks hastily for an escape and The Cheat puts his hands in the air.}

HOMESTAR RUNNER: {sleepy} Hey, Strong Sad, Batman. What are you guys doing in my house?

STRONG BAD: We’ve been ID’d! Every man for himself! {he and The Cheat run away}

HOMESTAR RUNNER: Thanks for stopping by, you guys. Thanks for breaking my cow lamp.

{Cut back to the computer}

STRONG BAD: The Cheat, man. {Music begins} Where did we go wrong? It seems like just yesterday we were setting fire to Strong Sad’s underwears.

STRONG SAD: {offscreen} That was yesterday!

STRONG BAD: This one’s for you. {singing to the Compy’s music}
I got mad at The Cheat, uh!
For screwing up the jumble caper, uh!
I hope I don’t see his name in the paper, in the obituaries
Cause that would mean he’s dead.
{pulls back to show Strong Mad and Strong Sad standing next to the computer clapping to the beat. Strong Bad is standing on his stool, still singing}
The Cheat is not dead,
I’m so glad The Cheat is not dead.
The Cheat is not dead,

STRONG MAD: DEAD!

STRONG BAD: Ohhh, I’m so glad The Cheat is not dead.
The Cheat is not dead,

STRONG SAD: Dead!

STRONG BAD: So glad The Cheat is not— {stops singing, starts bobbing his body left and right on each clap} Just the claps! Just the claps… Strong Sad, I didn’t know you had any rhythm.

STRONG SAD: Oh, sure, I got tons of rhythm.

STRONG BAD: Keep it rolling for me guys, keep it rolling.

{Strong Bad runs out to the field where The Cheat is waiting for him. The Compy is still playing the music.}

STRONG BAD: The Cheat, I… I just wanted to say that…

THE CHEAT: {The Cheat noises}

STRONG BAD: Oh, I can’t stay mad at you!

{He rubs The Cheat’s head}

THE CHEAT: {The Cheat noises}

STRONG BAD: Aww, how about a little kick for old times’ sake?

{The Cheat places his arms akimbo and looks angry}

STRONG BAD: Nah, I’m just kidding, man. {makes several fake kicking motions; The Cheat prepares to dodge each one} Oh, what, watch me now! Had you there.

{The Paper comes down. About five seconds later, Homestar walks out. He is still in his pajamas.}

HOMESTAR RUNNER: You guys are so cute. {pause} Man, I should probably get dressed or something. What is it, like three in the afternoon? Looking good, Homestar.

STRONG BAD: Yeah, what’s the deal? I didn’t know you had to shave.

HOMESTAR RUNNER: Oh, I don’t. It’s cinnamon.

Today I didn’t do any of the wedding stuff I was supposed to.  Oops.  I did buy bacon with the idea of making these bacon cookies for a party on Friday night (it’s a party at my friend Kyle’s, who has hosted previous parties called “Meat Day” and “Meat Day Part II” so bacon cookies seem VERY appropriate.)  Chris has a run out tomorrow and my last student is gone which means my evening is rather free.  I figured making cookies was a good idea (if Mike is reading this, no I’ll totally be working out and steaming broccoli, not making bacon cookies.)

(If you didn’t know:  a run out is a concert out of town, but not like a tour.  It means you go there and back in one day.  )

(Do I use too many parentheses?)

Yes, today in my workout my trainer, Mike, asked why, when he logged on facebook, my entire profile page is dedicated to me writing about cookies.  He asked, do you make a lot of cookies or something?  I said…maybe…

I mean I also work out and stuff.  (Stuff being, you know, talking about planning my wedding and such.)

And I teach also.  On occasion.

All the cookies have absolutely no bearing on the fact that I have doubled in size since a month ago.  (Slight exaggeration.  Only slight.)  It’s cookie season anyway, right?  Rather than heating the house, you can just make cookies and let the oven heat the house!

Okay, I’m done talking about cookies right now (I have another recipe I’m sharing tomorrow or Thursday, but that will wait.)  What else to talk about?

We got our Christmas tree on Sunday, but haven’t decorated it yet.  It smells fantastic!  I will try to decorate it tomorrow and take some pictures!  (Or Thursday. We’ll see.  Bacon cookies and such.)

Nerdy, yes.  Does this actually happen when you plug it into Google Maps?  Mine gave some directions in Chicago.  Who knew that the Shire and Mordor were in Chicago?

It’s been over 30 days since my last search post, so it’s time for another!

Top searches:  Brooks Cadence and Brooks Cadence Review.  These are my fancy shoes!

Tri Color Cookies was a popular search!

But that’s not why you’re here.  You’re here for the funny, the ridiculous, the silly, the “what the heck” searches, right?

Ben folds cat’s pajamas blog (maybe there is such a thing?)

Hannah cokie time (do I have a drug problem?)

Mark O’Connor fiddle turkey trot

how+to+get+a+job+in+an+orchestra+without+going+to+music+college (same way you get to Carnegie Hall—practice, practice, practice.  Post on this coming soon!)

don’t need makeup quotes

violining (I though my friend Sarah made this word up.)

i am rich (this blog was likely a disappointment then)

things you can’t do without hamstrings (a thinker…)

sitting and eating bon (just the one?)

turkeys on the run (do you blame them?)

run shadowfax show us the meaning of haste (one of my favorite LOTR quotes)

wordpress violin teacher (I am a violin teacher from the interwebs!)

dear family who don’t call on thanksgiving (I guess you write them a letter instead?)

turkeys running track

cats and love (you know it!)

poop long distance runner boston martahon carolyn white (spelling:  hard)

“taco bell fitness course” (we are planning to run this again this weekend!)

 

use of the word can’t will result in a 10 burpee penalty (this was used TWICE as a search)

bacon truck (my life’s dream!)

is it wrong for me to spend thanksgiving with my boyfriends family (yes, you may only spend holidays with your family, even after you get married.)

working caturday (oh the horrors!)

i thought i had a high pain tolerance (I do!!!  Or not.)

why do people poop when they run marathons (same reason they poop ordinarily?)

about to pee my leggings (leggings are the new pants!)

 

Those are all the funny ones I noticed.  At least funny to me—though not as funny as last month.  Maybe my blog hasn’t been as ridiculous or surreal?  I would say I’ll work on that, but this month will likely just be lots of wedding and Christmas talk 🙂

As you all know, I love paper products!

I decided to go another way with my rehearsal dinner invitations.  I found something on etsy that I loved, and went with it!  Did I need to have printed invitations?  Well, NO.  But I love them.  I’ve gotten more than a few compliments as well.

 

I wish I could have printed invitations for every event in my life.  Sadly this is probably the end.  Of course, I’m still working on menus and programs! 

(I considered whiting out some personal information, but realized it’s all easily available on the internet.  Also I’m just not actually famous, am I?  The pictures with the whited out stuff just looked terrible, and my pictures are bad enough to begin with…)

Oh, and I have a FABULOUS dress for the rehearsal dinner.  I considered wearing the same one I’ll be wearing the next day, but instead chose something with color.  I can’t wait!  Not for the rehearsal dinner, but really, I can’t wait for all of it, I can’t wait to see everybody all together, and I can’t wait to get married!!

*try not to throw up over my cheesiness*

The stress is building though.  Planning a wedding is indeed stressful!

What a crazy weekend!  I am glad this weekend is over—it was great but stressful.  My students at the school had a recital, I played on two concerts and a wedding, plus several rehearsals.  WHEW.  Everything went pretty well, and I’m especially proud of my students.  I didn’t even have time to work out for two days in a row!  (Well, without working out on Friday night or getting up at 5 am…neither of which are true options.)

I forgot until this morning that my sister Leslie was running a half marathon!  Her fiance texted me a picture of her running.  I have invited her to write a guest post about her race so she can be internet famous like me!  She didn’t win, but she did well.  I’ll have her post soon.

We’ve been starting to get quite a few wedding gifts lately.  My parents sent their gift, which we knew was coming but we are nonetheless thrilled by it–

I love it!  We are almost ready to throw a real, grown up dinner party.  We are only lacking a table that seats more than two people…and some other stuff that IS on the registry.  Getting married is awesome!

Okay, I’m kidding of course.  I’m not that greedy.  I love getting gifts, but that’s not why we are getting married.  Speaking of gifts, one of my friends had a post on facebook about Christmas and Santa.  Evidently a school teacher told her second grade class that there is no Santa Claus. (Link to story).  What do you think about this?  Did you believe in Santa growing up? I never did, so I guess the story doesn’t bother me.  I knew kids who did but I thought they were a little bit silly—in fact I was surprised when I got older to find out there were people who truly believed in Santa.  Seemed a little farfetched to me!  Plus we were never home on Christmas, always visiting relatives, and opened our gifts early, before we left on our trip.  That just didn’t fit with the Santa story. 

The word on the street is that we might get snow or a light wintry mix overnight.  I’m fine without it!