Friday Brain Dump. And Weekend Plans.

Welcome to my Friday brain dump.

On this Friday I'm thankful for a husband who looks forward to date weekends as much I do.  I think that's a good sign.

Lone Ranger anyone?  It's on our plan at some point in the next two days.

Also, we'll be buying more plants this weekend and finishing up our new front garden, which is super exciting.  Except we have some random vegetable vine plant that sprung up on its own so we're waiting to see if it's a pumpkin, a squash, or a watermelon.  I've ruled out cucumber because we planted a cucumber and the leaves are different from the one we actually planted.  

Of course I'm hoping for it to be a pumpkin vine because how cool will Halloween be with pumpkins growing in my front garden? 

Otherwise, we'll be eating a lot of zucchini bread...

I jumped at a dream, with a little trepidation because it's easy to dream and say, "I would be awesome at that," but it's a whole other issue to actually go for it.  When you go for it you face the possibility of facing rejection and being told to keep dreaming, honey, because you're just not going to cut it in reality.

Except, thankfully, I wasn't told that.  But I have two months for that dream to fully materialize and then I can elaborate on it more.  I don't want to count my chickens before they're hatched.  Mostly I'm just thankful that I wasn't told I'm not good enough.  

That makes me a happy girl.

Have you heard the new Miley Cyrus song?  It came on the radio while I had The Circus in the car and Brynn asks, "Is this Justin Bieber?"

I can see how she made the mistake.

Lately I've been itching to push my body again.  I was thinking of getting back into a routine to train for another half marathon but then I had a fabulous idea.  Hey!  I know, because the half marathon didn't kick my trash enough, maybe I should train for a triathlon?

But then luckily I remembered I don't own a bike so that saved me from that insanity.

Half marathon training it is.

Maybe next year I'll actually make it to Vegas to run with my cousin in the Rock and Roll Half.

Also, RIP fish.  We had good times, didn't we? (Here).  It died peacefully in it's bowl on my counter in it's sleep, and not on a camping trip, just in case you wondering.

This weekend is busy

Lone Ranger

Finish planting garden

homemade ice cream with my parentals and hopefully siblings

Girl's Camp meeting yo

The Man's tux fitting for his sister's wedding

Group project meeting for communications 1010 blah

dentist for the entire Circus

The great clothes clean out... times six.  Or in other words, the beginnings of school clothes shopping

What's on your plate this weekend?

Happy Friday ya'll.

I'm Just Happy. It's All Little Stuff.

The Man and I joined a family gym not far from our house.

We walked up to the place and I started bouncing in my shoes because, guys, it has an outdoor pool.

We walked in and the place was gorgeous.  Faux leather couches and rugs right along side the basketball courts, indoor track, and machines galore.  And that was just upstairs.  Downstairs was the free weights, the chiropractors, the massage therapists, the tanning bed, and the hot tubs.

And they're family oriented so bring your kids along, oh, and your kids are old enough that it's cool if they want to use the machines too, or join you in the classes (yoga, zumba, cycling, and weight training).  Or they can just swim in the pool while we do our thing.

I died.

At the end of the tour there was no question that this was something I wanted to sign up for.

And The Man was super supportive.  He says, "obviously she wants to do it so where do we sign up?"  I love him.

Here's how crazy excited I am about this place: I woke up 15 minutes before my alarm this morning and it was like Christmas morning, I was wide awake and thinking about that place and couldn't go back to sleep.

So I totally got up and ran a mile and a half before work today.

What is that?  Who does that?

I watched the swimmers making laps in the pool through the big windows after my run...

After work I'm going to go buy a swimming cap and goggles.  It's been a while since I've swam, but I still have my training stuff.  I don't know if I want to be jumping into the water at 5:30 in the morning (brrrr anyone?) but we plan on going over there as a family in the evenings and I could totally jump in then.  And on Saturdays.

And the classes... I can't wait!

And McKell, I would like you to know that I planted two tomato plants.  In the front flower bed so the sprinklers will water them and I won't have to.  I might need some canning recipes from you (do you have a recipe for tomato sauce?), although I think it's safe to say that one day of canning will do just fine for me with only one plant, unlike you who will be canning for a month straight.  Though I do envy you.  I want to be like you and support my family from my garden.

Baby steps.

And.  And!

I have an assignment for my communications class that I have to do use my personal network to find a person that I don't know who works in a career that I'm interested in and do a face to face interview with them about their career.

I've been silently drooling over thoughts of working in publishing at Deseret Book because frankly, when I read a poorly written book, it pisses me off.  I want to be a part of putting well written books out for people to fill their minds with.

I didn't want to do this assignment, and seriously thought about faking my way through it, but then I made a phone call to a friend, and got an email for speaker we heard at Girl's Camp a couple years and a few emails later, I have an interview with a VP of Deseret Book (to emphasize not for a new job, just to interview her about her career for information).  I'm shocked that this networking thing worked!

And I'm once again amazed at what just doing my homework can accomplish.  I complain about general's, but I've learned some pretty cool stuff with them.

I don't know what it is, if it's the endorphins from starting my morning off with a run, the fact that I've been eating better and actually drinking water, the prospect of the Deseret Book connection, or what... but man alive, today I feel so happy.

Random thing:  somehow a grasshopper made it into our master bathroom and perched itself on a pair of jeans that I had on the floor.  I couldn't bring myself to let it die, but I couldn't bring myself to touch it either.

I did the only logical thing possible: I hung the jeans out the bathroom window for a day until it finally jumped away.  Outside.