Stop being lazy and put your crap away

 

The Run:

Another rainy, gloomy, craptastic day here in the Midwest.  And seeing as I am a fair weather runner, to the gym I go.  A big day for me today, so I got my flabby butt out of bed at 6am in the DARK to work out. (I thought I was on a staycation?) Not cool.  At least Bob and Tom are on the air by then.  Three miles later in a quick 30 minutes and I was in the shower to get ready for a “meeting” at Cracker Barrel.  Oh, how I love thee!!!

This wasn’t my breakfast but it could have been.  Sign me up for biscuits.

 

The Crap:

Why can’t people put their shopping carts in a corral after using them?  Is it too much to ask a human being to walk an extra fifty feet the put your cart back?  Or would that strain you too much?  Be an adult and do follow the rules you set for your children, put your crap away.  I do.  I don’t want dings and scratches on my car and I’m pretty sure you don’t either, so help each other out and quit being so lazy.

And I’m wondering if the “Mullet” is back in style?  Billy the Exterminator sure likes it, every other person at Wal-Mart rocks it and Little Girl #1 thinks she needs one too.

I’m liking it!

If you are looking for a good laugh go here.  I always do when I’m feeling down and want to feel better about myself, though I am always slightly worried I will show up on this site.

In case you were wanting to know I ate one of these, and it was delicious.  You can judge me all you want.

All home made and delicious.

Do Frogs get Squatters Rights?

 

Why can’t I get on a routine? Geesh Louish, I need to join the military where my day is laid out for me and I don’t really get to choose what to do or where to go, those guys have routine down pat.

 

The Run:

I made it to the gym by 8:00am today which means I got to feel like the super athlete next to all the blue hairs.  It was something like three 10 minute miles or ten 3 minute miles.  Let’s just leave it at, it felt like a lot.  After that agonizing 30 minutes I managed to perform a 20 minute elliptical interval workout that left my butt feeling like mush.  That’s a good feeling in case you were wondering.  During said workout I abandoned music for the Bob & Tom radio program.  I just wonder if people wonder what's going on in my head when I’m laughing out loud while running. “That girl is crazy, don’t go near her” or “I’m never getting on a treadmill next to that one again”. Probably. 

 

The Crap:

Why are sports bra’s so unflattering?  You have two breast that you would rather look like one?

 

 

I’m just oozing sex. Can you see it?

What ever happened to lift and separate?  Maybe I might feel a little better about my self if I didn’t feel all squashed and confined.  Thanks “sports bra” for being such a jerkface.

 

There is a squatter on my property.

I assume you’ve mailed the check?

It’s his third summer rent free in my white trash pond.  He runs when ever the landlord gets near and always has a great excuse why he can’t pay. “I’ve got kids”, “I lost my job”, “Stripping doesn’t pay as well as it used to”.  I don’t care amphibian, you could at least eat some flies for us.