Full o fun ;)

So...the weekend of craziness is over. Friday started out with a bang. Megan had a field trip to the "school of the deaf". I decided to be cool and left the school early to pick up coffee for a few of the moms and said i would meet them there. I spent my first hour at the school wandering around the entire campus. I thought that 25 6 year olds would be a sound easy to pick up considering i was in a school that was stone silent. It was like being in a horror movie. It was errily quite for a school. And i somehow ended up in the basement which had these rooms that looked not unlike padded cells. I finally (the last five minutes of the tour) found them...in the greenhouse?

Than it was off to help at the lasagna dinner. This was an all afternoon, all evening event. Good times had by all. I sung a song for the talent show. I changed the words from "mad world". It was funny. if i don't say so myself.

i left that at 10 (skipping clean up...scandalous i know) to go home and get in bed because i had to get up at 6:00 to go pick up mike and get to the half marathon.

we pulled into downtown and there were TONS of people. i have never been to something like this before. i started making fun of those people that run before the race. you see them jogging around and think "dude, you're about to run 13 miles...take a break!". of course mike was one of those guys. ha! (i guess when you're shooting for 6.15 minute miles you MIGHT need a big of a warm up :) anyway, i left his group of running freaks to meet up with the other two people i knew running. both of them were named mike as well. when we were all in homegroup together it got very confusing :) anyway, i ran the race with mike carroll. i like to think i could have gone faster, but he sprinted at the end and beat me. it was windy and rainy and everyone was soaked by the end. the people who were there to cheer everyone on were worth it just to watch. i loved it.

i finished in about 2:12. that is about 10 minute miles. i was shootin for that. i left to meet up with everyone at bob evans and while attempting an illegal turn got smashed by another car. so than i look like a total dork dripping wet with a wrecked car. good thing i'm such an old hand at these kind of things. the woman who hit me didn't have insurance. since we only keep minimum coverage on our cars it wasn't really a big deal, and she was profously happy when i told i didn't need to call the cops. she hugged me and told me i was her gaurdan angle. ha! the tow truck guy had a little scrappy dog in his truck that commadeared my lap when i got in for the ride and remained there for the ride home. justin told me that i would NEVER EVER EVER be allowed to own a motorcycle. sad.

by now it's about 12:30 and time to head to the "baily bash" which is the school's big fundraiser. I spent two hours braiding little girls hair. we than walked home (i love walking home from school), packed up michael and left to drop him off at a sleepover. (where the turned on indiana jones: temple of doom...the one where they cut the guys heart out with a knife? michael FREAKED. they turned it off. seriously. temple of doom for 7 year olds? oh my.) anyway, at this point i am starting to experience first hand the theory that when you run a long race, your immune system shuts down. i had a sore throat in the morning. by now i have lost my voice. we head to a friends graduation from college/birthday party. i stand around justin and listen to him talk about cars. since i can't strike up a conversation of my own. ha!

we come home and i fall into bed. sunday morning is "neghiborhood clean up day". it's raining. so i get a text that it's cancelled. but at 11:00 when i emerge from bed i see them all out there working. i go out and help. still no voice. the rest of the day is wash. i lay in bed. emmet pees all over the hosue. i feel horrible and exhausted.

monday i felt ok again. tuesday i work the polls. you have to be there at 5:30 am sharp. i set the alarm. the alarm doesn't go off. i wake up at 5:25 and SPRINT. when your day starts with an exclamation of "OH SHIT!" it is sure to be interesting :) seriously, it would have been impressive to see a person get going as fast as i did. i make it in time. spend the day playing the young whippersnapper with the old peeps who are working the polls with me. i love old people. they have the best sense of humor. they know what's funny and when to laugh.

and that...in a nutshell has been the past week. good times. good times :)