37.25 – AFC North Champs!
Yes, yes, my friends. The beloved Black and Gold has secured the AFC North. Now we rest. We rest and we focus on the tasks ahead. So let it be written, so let it be done. *bangs a gong*
I hope that you’ve all (or all of you who had it) enjoyed two short weeks in a row. I know that I loved it. It’ll be quite some time until I have another short week (well, MLK day that I’m taking without pay, Black Power) but after that, it’ll be a while. All of my time off/vacation focus is on Mexico right now. I’m thinking about it. I’m planning it in my head. If I try hard enough, I can picture myself there with the smells and everything. En Junio, mis amigos.
It’s time for my Facebook friend of the day. Today’s lucky winner is: childhood friend and up the street neighbor, Shirl.
Now, mind you, this isn’t a story about something Shirl did, she was just there when this happened.
Back in the day, I’d say when I was about 10, no matter how much it was forbidden, we loved to jump on the bed. Jump, jump, bounce, bounce, seat drip, front flip.
*sidebar – Who would’ve ever imagined that when it comes to flipping on a trampoline, it’s actually easier to learn to flip backwards than the forward flip that most of us grew up with?!?!*
Well, as Shirl, my brother and I were taking turns jumping on my bed (parents: putting your child’s bedroom downstairs means you don’t hear them jumping on the bed), my brother took a wrong bounce and hit the wall. With his head. Leaving a round dent in the drywall. I’m sorry, at that very moment, it was scary, but as I think about that almost-hole in the wall right now, I’m cracking up laughing. I bet that dent is still there.
I know that isn’t much of a story, but that little nugget makes me laugh. I mean, I also crashed her trike into a tree and almost broke my thumb off, but that isn’t as fun of a memory.
It’s once again time to run with a random exercise program. I’ve done Hip Hop Abs (loved it), Zumba (loved it so much that I got licensed to teach it), P90X (OMG so hard but I looked fantastic for my wedding), and now, it’s time to return to Shaun T and try Insanity. It’s about a three month program. I’ll time it just right to finish just as I pay off all of my credit card debt and for Lovey’s birthday. Go me! Of course, I’ll have to do it back-to-back to be in the proper Cancun mindset. Six months of work to eat every single thing I want for one week. Ev. Er. E. Thing. I’ll take pictures.
Well, I have talked to you until my champagne glass is empty. Could I refill and come back to you? Sure. Will I? No.
See ya tomorrow!