Too Perfect

OK... so I don't normally watch the Bachelor or the Bachelorette. And that really is the truth not just me being afraid to admit that I secretly love it. However when I do get into it, I get into it. Of course I don't believe in the premise. There is no way that it can work out since these days people have the commitment level of 3 year old playing soccer. Anyway... so the bachelorette got rid of Jake this week. JAKE!! He's an adorable pilot from Dallas with a rock hard body and a great personality. He also happens to be super sweet. Jillian (the bachelorette) thinks this makes him "too perfect". Umm... hello... no such thing. If he's perfect KEEP HIM. I wish she would have just said, "I'm letting you go because I like to be treated like crap". I feel that would have been more accurate.

Side Note... if anyone happens to know this "jake" guy who lives in Dallas and flies planes... I know of a great available girl who is looking for a perfectly nice guy!

Facebook Announces its New Recycling Program

So I've been thinking how nifty facebook is lately. While my friend Angie was away in England it allowed me to see what she was up to and check out her pictures. I've been able to send out event invitations super easy, I've connected with old friends etc. Its been pretty great.

Here's what hasn't been great.... the recycling program.

There's somewhat of a phenomenon that maybe only occurs after you get past the age of 25. It generally happens after you break up with someone, someone close to you gets married, or your back up plan finds love. Its called contacting all the people that you might have had a chance with and testing the waters. This might not be such a bad thing if things had ended between you and these people amicably. If it ended in any other way.. DO NOT CONTACT these lost loves... here are a few examples.

1. If it ended by you just vanishing one day with no explanation of why...
2. If it ended with her finding out you are secretly married with children and you might have an abusive past...
3. If it ended because you were soliciting sex off the internet...

These are just a few examples, I'm sure there are many many more. I'm all for recycling in the environment, but let's recycle with caution in matters of the heart.

My Court Date

Yesterday I went to court. Here is the conversation I had with one short, bleach blond, sweaty, tatted up guy.

Guy: So what'd they get you for? Speeding?

Me: No, expired registration and inspection.

Guy: Why'd you let that happen?

Me: I don't like to deal with anything related to my car

Guy: Surely you have a boyfriend or husband that does that for you.

Me: I don't like to deal with those either.

Guy: Ah c'mon it can't be that bad.

Me: Its about 50-50 and right now is proving to be pretty bad

Guy: (not noticing that I just insulted him) I like to make new friends, maybe we could hang out and be friends?

Me: That is possible, but not really probable.

Guy: (still not noticing that I have insulted him)well maybe I can get your number or you can get mine

Me: Oh my phone just died

Guy: Well I'll get yours

Me: (reluctantly, and looking for a way out of this) ok mine is...(insert fake number)

Guy: And your name?

Me: Carrie, spelled like the movie (evil grin)

Guy: You probably just gave me the number for Jack in the Box

Me: Yes I did

Guy: (still not realizing what I have said) So what do you do for a living?

This talk went on for awhile. I was doing everything I could to avoid eye contact with him and get away from him without losing my place in line. He was standing so close to me and he touched me a couple of times. Ewww... during the course of this time, he implied that we would go out and I would beat him up, that we would have kids together, and that I need to branch out on what I watch on TV. I kept looking for someone to help me out but there was no one there that cared. One guy I think was definitely laughing, and one guy (who turned out to be someone that I knew) was laughing watching the whole thing. My only saving grace was that I was in line two people ahead of him so I took care of my stuff and RAN to my car to get out of there.

I heart the Weepies

If you haven't listened to the Weepies... do it.. do it now...

I've been listening to this song over and over... LOVE IT!!


"Take It From Me"

What can I compare you to, a favorite pair of shoes?
Maybe my bright red boots if they had wings
Funny how we animate colorful objects saved
Funny how it's hard to take a love with no sting.

But come on take it, come on take it, take it from me
But come on take it, come on take it, take it from me (we`ve got a good life).

What can I compare you to, a window the sun shines through?
Maybe the silver moon, a smile rising
The magic of the fading day, satellites on parade
A toast to the plans we've made to live like kings.

I lose my breath despite the air
When the rain falls down I give in to despair
Pink magnolia in winter she doesn't care
if you don't show up to have another cup.

What can I compare you to, when everything looks like you?
I get a bit confused with every Spring
Flowers that bloom your eyes, hummingbirds side by side
My heart won't stay entirely in this rib caging

I am proud of all my friends today...

My best friend Angie had one of her essays published online... read it... I know you'll love it.

Angie's Essay

This one is for the Moore's

Ok so I was told that I don't blog enough... so here's some interesting information.

After school I go and run on the treadmill in the gym at my apartment. Its small and there are only two treadmills. The space is kind of cramped. Its almost as if you are running on top of the person running next to you.

The past couple of times there has been a guy in there running... wearing the same red shirt every time. The first time he was in there I thought "wow I don't want to run right next to him I'll use the elliptical". So I get on the elliptical and turn it on. It asks me for my weight which I put in, then it asked for my age. Now... don't get me wrong, I love being 29, so far its been the best year ever. But, I knew this guy was watching what I'm putting in, there's a freaking mirror right in front of us. So I lied... I lied about my age on the elliptical machine. And it wasn't even a good one. I put that I was 28... whoa big difference.

So yesterday I go in to run again, and again, he's there in the SAME red shirt. So I decide to just run on the treadmill next to him. So I'm running, listening to music, running, running. I get finished, he's still running. I pick up my phone and start to walk and text at the same time and BAM I run smack into the door right in front of red-shirt guy. I hit the door so hard that my nose is actually bruised.

This leads to two questions, (1) how many people has he told about this incident? (2) does my nose stick out so far that it actually hit the door before I did?

My Marathon!!

I ran a marathon!! I RAN A MARATHON!! I just keep saying it over and over again... me, Carrie, the person who hadn't run more than a mile since probably 7th grade. It feels so great to have actually trained and had the discipline to do something that I really never thought I would do. Even during my training I had questioned whether or not I would actually do it.

So here's how my marathon week went...

Saturday before the marathon - I ran my last long run, it was just 6 miles and it felt great. I actually have started enjoying my runs... let me tell you, its all in the shoes

Sunday before the marathon - Marilee and I volunteered at the USAFit marathon. It was a great marathon deemed "Everyone's Marathon". This marathon was specially created for those that couldn't get into the Houston Marathon or couldn't finish in the six hours. it was a great day for the marathon, nice weather and great location. It was also great to see people actually finishing it really helped me start to visualize how my finish was going to be. After the marathon, Marilee and I drove the marathon route. It took FOREVER and started to make me a little nervous for this weekend.

The rest of the week I completed my timed runs and tried to calm my nerves by picturing what it would be like to finish the marathon. I pictured it over and over again.

On Wednesday, Marilee and I went to the Fort Bend Fit Pasta dinner. Time to start loading up on Carbs! Jeff Galloway was the guest speaker and after listening to him Marilee and I came up with the plan to divide the course in to 4 parts and start with 2-1 intervals then increase to 3-1, 4-1, and 5-1. The last two miles were going to be a free for all, just finish however you can.

Saturday I spent the day just getting things ready and going over the plan over and over. Hub came down at about 6pm. She came into town to watch me and Liz in the marathon. So Saturday night we watched "Run Fat Boy Run" (which wasn't as great as people said it was) and went to bed. I had a hard time sleeping. I couldn't decide if I was nervous or excited. But either way, come Sunday morning I was running :)