The Smell of Cookies

I just love the way a house smells while baking. It's probably the number one reason why I buy vanilla, hazelnut, and toffee candle scents or something along those lines. mmm.

I ran 2.5 miles today. I decided to work on speed one day and distance the next. On Monday I ran one mile, walked .2 miles, and then timed a mile at 8:23. While not spectacular, I was impressed with myself. Friday will be another speed day.

Tomorrow, I'm going down to a neighbor's house to help her clean. Her husband is retiring and she wants a clean house.

Sirius found a new BFF. The next door neighbors left their dachshund out and he decided to come into our yard. He was very timid, skinny, and cautious. I finally got him to come up to me, but he was so scared. That made me sad that he looked horrified. I'm not sure why it bothered me so much since my dog is the biggest squirrel when it comes to people he doesn't know, but it just felt different I guess.

I'm finally starting to get used to my car. I've liked it all along, but it just hasn't felt like me. I feel like some kind of adult in it though. That might be why I've taken 5 weeks to get used to it. I don't know. It's a slow growing up process I guess? Well, I'll keep telling myself that anyway.

No Readers

Even though I know that no one reads my blog, I still have some things to get off my chest.
1. Stop freaking tanning. Do you realize how wrinkley your face currently is from abusing those UV's since you were 14 or 15? Think of what your face will look like in 5 more years? 10 years? 30 years? You'll be able to hide things within those face flaps.

2. This is in regards to Facebook. Not everyone wants to know everything that happens to you. We don't need an update when your baby poops. Go figure, babies AND adults all take dumps. surprise. We also don't care about all the stupidity that you do with your friends. A funny thing or a serious comment as a status once in a while, but seven or eight times a day? More? WTF. Last thing with the postings. Don't whine about crap because someone's probably got it worse. And in the event that you got yourself into that situation, even if it was long time coming, suck it up. grow up.

3. Close minded people really irritate me. Politics irritate me. I like political debates when the participants use tact. However, the close minded people that almost always make the news are those that have the ability to create a cult following. You're right, I do want to drink your Kool-aid of stupidity. Thank you.

I suppose that's all for now.

Do Good-er

I feel like I'm back to my do-good self again. It's been a long time, but I think I'm creeping back to loving others.

4 1/2 years of college was nothing but LACY. I made time for others, helped my friends out, socialized, but I stopped doing anything to help a general group of people. I disliked the way clubs were run or certain people to do with a club, it was always something. I guess it was that, 'Find your way,' philosophy or something. I shared everything from birth to college. When I lived in the dorms, it was me and another person that I didn't get along with, but when it was only me, I decided I really liked everything to revolve around me. I bought what groceries I wanted, decided what TV show to watch, what to play on my computer, ME, ME, ME.

I was isolated in the Spring. I hated it. I felt like it was only me, not about me. I moved back to Norman and started doing my own thing again. This time, it was different. I've grown up a lot. I guess you have to eventually. As scary as it is to me, I'm okay with it. I ran Race for the Cure with some great friends for a great cause. I'm continuing to run. My manager at work asked me to be Team Captain for Relay for Life. I had no idea that there was so much for the people on the team to do because our previous captains have never said much. I'm going to own my role and make it fun. or something...



I feel better. finally. Small steps.

Weekend Visit

Ashley came and visited. We shopped, ate, watched "Eat, Pray, Love", and ate some more. Good time.

I cleaned my room. I had two papers due last week, so I was overwhelmed with getting everything done, on top of being behind already. Sunday evening was properly used to prepare for the week. There is so much more room and organization. I can breath again.

This week, I have to read a book and start a paper (due Monday I believe). Graduate school, graduate school. . . I'm kind of bored with the monotony, but I guess it's better to be that way that overwhelmed and drowning to my failing class death.

I'm looking for satisfaction. Why am I not satisfied with this? what. a. conundrum. hah.

Appropriately playing is, "Money, Money, Money" Thank you Abba and Mamma Mia!

Eyeball Blisters

Alluring title, aye? Yes, I had to go to the eye doctor this morning. Go allergies!

Anyway, not the point of my blogita today. It is a little past mid-way in the semester. I am dragging. 6 hours and I'm about to fall apart. It's not even hard work. I have a giant mess in my room, have stuff everywhere because I'm still in transition (yes, 3 1.2 months of this), and just don't give a flying flip. I find it hard to be nice to people who are even the slightest bit irritating. I would just rather move on from their stupidity.

I'm in an awful place. I know where a lot of it stems from and I'm hoping that will calm. Only time will tell. Running is not as comforting as it once was, but I think I'm going to start pushing myself to do more. More time running to music, less time thinking? And I'm picking up knitting. I decided that maybe something chill would be nice to relax too. The only down side of it is that when I do have a free moment to be still, I want to be completely still.

I need to get my crap together. Lots of things need to be organized. I feel like I try and try and try, but it is still a swing and a miss.

I type this while I should be working on my paper. I'm a little frustrated with it, so I'm stopping for right now. I'm going to get up early, run, and work on my paper a little more. Go to work, then come home and FINISH it.

Eartquake

Oklahoma had an earthquake yesterday, which is the first I've experienced here. I remember one from Alaska when I was little, but that not thought of to be uncommon since it's on "The Ring of Fire." Here, we live on a little fault line, but nothing that is world renowned.

Race for the Cure

I did it. A lot of room for improvement, but I did it. Then went to Waffle House, the Zoo, worked for 5 hours, and went to Bricktown. All in all, yesterday was success.

Photo credit: Dallyn M.

Almost There

Remember my birthday goal to be completed by birthday 24? Run a 5K? I'm signed up to do Race for the Cure on Saturday. What? yes. That's correct. I've been working towards it since the end of June. Week 6 of the "Couch Potato to 5K" kicked my butt three weeks in a row. (yes, I tried and tried!) Then, I decided I would run to my Latino Jams list. Running to Salsa and Meringue (did I just spell the dessert topping or the dance style?) is surprisingly delightful. I decided that while I was running more consistently (distance wise), I was also cutting my time short since I was finished when I said I was finished instead of when Robert Ullery told me to stop running. So, What did I do? I switched back to evil Week 6 after 3 weeks of Latin music. I accomplished Week Six Day One. 5 minute run, 3 walk, 8 run, 3 walk, 5 run. I knew I could do that day since I had done it before.
I visited Jessica and Melissa. They were going to run a 5K, but I had to work (and was NOT ready). They told me about Race for the Cure. I decided I would suck it and BE ready.
I finished Week 6 Day 2, Run 10 minutes, walk 3, run 10. Bam.
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And then Week 6, Day 3. 25 straight minutes of running. And the mean thing about this day is that it (on the podcast) last 2 minutes longer than Day 2, and 1 minute longer than Day 1. THE HARDEST DAY OF THE ENTIRE PROGRAM. After it taking me about 10 weeks to defeat that day, I finally did it.
Week 7 was 25 minutes each day, week 8 is 28 minutes (about 2.75 miles according to podcast) each. I just had to cross that stupid hurdle I guess.
I am running in the morning, and then the race is Saturday.

My Morning View:

Okay, so that's not my morning view, but someday I'll have a great one.