Whine and Wine Wednesday

Mercy me.  So much to catch up on.  Let's just get right to it.

WHINE:

Nothing to whine about really.  Except for our continued lack of motivation.  And the fact that the top of my mouth is raw.  Not sure what that's about, but it hurts.  Oh yes, and sick kids.  That's about all I've got. 

I had a fantastic, fun filled weekend.  Saturday on my birthday I played motorcycle mama and had a good time.

We started the celebration with Bloody Marys at the lake!

Doug needed something a little more manly...like a strawberry daiquiri.

After moving outside the most attractive picture ever was taken of me.  I can't decide.  Am I sneezing?  Talking?  Thinking of strangling someone?  Passing gas?

Then we vamoosed over to Farpointe Cellars for lunch and a wine tasting.

We shared this huge platter of tasty goodness for lunch.  Cheese, hummus, two types of sausage, crackers, bread, olives....OMG GOOD!  The wine wasn't bad either!

Then it was home for a quick nap before Audrie's soccer game and a family dinner of gluten free pizza!

Oh yes...

....and I got this kick butt shirt from Audrie and Alessandra!

Sunday brought the Heels, Hills and Him Half Marathon.

The crew was not our typical obnoxious selves.  Talia was sick.  Randee was uber bitch.  Brittany was focused on a PR.  I was just determined to not have a personal worst.

Talia and Brittany were looking super cute in their black, white and pink.

Randee was totally jealous of my lime green compression socks.

IT'S TIME!

Randee and I were doing pretty great at the half way point.  We had not killed each other.  We were both still smiling, and running and hardly even bitchin'.

Around mile "my feet hurt and I'm ready to be done" we passed this sign.  Then we both agreed we had to turn around and take a picture.  Webster's Dictionary has already hit me up.  They are looking for a good definition of "oxymoron."  I'm holding out for Urban Dictionary and the term "bull shit."

Around mile 10 we found Talia suffering.  She was sick and not feeling well.  In my quest to NOT have a personal worst I pushed on and left Randee and Talia behind.

I was able to finish strong and not have a personal worst.  Goal achieved.

I was bib #34.  They had my age wrong, and still had me showing as 34 years old, even though I had been 35 for a good 24 hours.  I placed 34th in my wrong age group.  My gun time was 2:34 (thankfully my chip time was a couple of minutes off of that).  Very strange how many times that number popped up!    By no means a PR.  However, I wanted it to be an easy training run before Chicago.  That is was.  My legs are in great shape.  I'm ready!

Brittany rocked her race getting a PR with 2:04, and 3rd in her age division.  Randee and Talia finished. :)

WINE:

Enjoying a glass of this AWESOME wine while I write this blog...that seems to be taking me FOREVER! 

Let me just say the purple section was empty, so this is some of the GOOD STUFF!  I love when that happens!

Alright, now for some VERY important business.  It's now less than 2 weeks to Marathon Sunday!  Taper is in full effect.  Well, actually it has been for WAY too long now!  My last decision is which outfit to wear.  I'm gonna let my two remaining readers choose.  If no one votes I'm just gonna go naked.  So, for the sake of the millions of people in Chicago, PLEASE VOTE!

Option 1 - This was our original outfit.  If I wear this, Randee and I will be twinkies.  (Just ignore the glowing boobs in the TV screen.)

Option 2 - I just ordered this from Nike.com.  I was looking for more color! (Once again, pay no mind to the UFO boobs.)

With either outfit I would also be wearing...

This white sparkly glamor band from Chica Bands and...

...these white compression sleeves from Zensah.

The phone lines are open.  You may vote as many times as you would like.  No limits here.  The only rule is you must be drinking wine while voting.  Whining while voting is also allowed.

Happy Whining, Wineing and VOTING!

The BOOK

According to this...

It's my BIRTHDAY!

Apparently 35 years ago...

These were the hippest napkins money could buy for a baby shower.

I was looking through my baby book this morning.  There are about five pictures in the book.  However, I did learn that I started yellow vegetables on November 29 and green vegetables on December 22.  WOW mom, you made me eat nothing but yellow veggies for almost a month?  And for those of you who have always wondered what in the heck was wrong with me.  It would appear that on November 21 I fell off the bed and was taken to the doctor, and on March 21 I had diarrhea.  It's all in the book people.  No denying it.

Look how spiffy dad and I looked for Easter.  Not sure what we were both smoking that kept us from being able to open our eyes.  However, it would seem this was the bests of all the pictures taken that day if it made "the book."

After church I changed into something a bit more comfortable so I could show off my amazing abs.  Now mom, what the heck were you thinking?  A bonnet and half shirt?

My 1st birthday! I'm totally expecting a ton of gifts today with gigantic pre-made bows just so can reenact this picture.  Notice one of my uncles in the background with a shirt showing the year I was born.  I wonder if they still have that shirt for our reenactment?

For my 2nd birthday it looks like I had a PBJ sandwich on a fancy paper plate.  And what about those yellow chairs?

I must say it's been a wonderful 35 years.  I woke up this morning to my daughter making me toast, coffee and....

The coolest birthday cake EVER with only 17 candles.  She didn't want to burn down the house!  That my dear would be a two layer chocolate cake with two types of frosting and all kinds of crazy decorations.

Now we are about to take a motorcycle ride with friends to the lake.  Then a wine tasting.  After that it is HYDRATION time!

Heels, Hills and Him Half Marathon tomorrow.

I'm in deep thought. Today I turn 35. Tomorrow is my first race in the new age bracket.  My bib number is 34.  35 would have been totally AWESOME!  Why 34?

Alright, I'm off to have a super, spectacular day!  Happy Saturday!

Good Times!

Super fun time last night!  We celebrated birthdays.  We celebrated wine.  We celebrated celebrating.  Much fun was had.

The details:  12 adults.  0 children.  1 Hotel.  1 Wine Festival.

Sexy forehead wrinkles

Today was an easy 8 mile run.  Well, as easy as 8 miles can be in 90% humidity.  At least it was not crazy hot.  We did our Starbucks run, an out and back.  Little Brittany smoked us as usual.  Randee and I had not seen each other all week, so we had a lot of chatting to do.

Talia found herself a boy toy, and we haven't seen much of her since.

Tonight we have a fun night planned to celebrate my upcoming birthday.  At Starbucks we discussed my oldness.

We have a 1/2 marathon next weekend. (The reason for the early celebration!)  I will move up to a new age bracket.  What an exciting birthday gift!

Randee kept reminding me that she is 1 1/2 years younger than me.  BFD.

She was teaching us sexy tricks you can do with toothpicks and Starbucks cup thingymabobs.

I'm pretty sure Little Brittany learned a lot from Randee's sexy lessons & can't wait to try them out.

Or perhaps you only need the sexy tricks when you are old and wrinkly.  Oh well, I'm gonna celebrate every moment.  Perhaps I'll have a shot for every year.  Or maybe not.  That might kill me.  Just know there will be wine.  There will be friends.  There will be live music.  And there will be much fun had!