Well, most of you who even stop by here already know... I did it!! We finished all 203.5 miles of the Running Relay. It's been about 3 weeks since, but I'm still feeling fondly of the whole experience. Actually to be honest with you, I was MISERABLE the entire time, I complained, I cried, I whimpered, and I even snapped a few times. Hey, you go 40+ hours with only 3 hours of sleep (and not in a row, we're talking 10 minutes here, 20 minutes there...) But, after a good 13 hours of sleep the following evening, and a scarfing of a Chili's Chicken Sandwich with a ginormous bowl of chips and salsa, and a salted margarita the size of Texas, I was fine. Well, as fine as one can be in a sleep-deprived/food coma.
Let me just say it was the worst fun I ever had, and I can't wait for next year! Ragnar Rules..!
Let me introduce The Hot Messes:
Dani... Super hot, and our lone wolf. Traci... Our fearless leader, don't let the smile fool ya, she'll kick your ass and then book it for all to see.
Alexis... Who I like to call Sleeping Beauty. How did she manage to get 6 hours of sleep during the race? Kate... My Bff, touchstone, and attitude checker..! Oh and you should ask her about how she met Jesus himself during leg 2.
Christine... Our wild card, who can kick any hill's ass. And me, who now goes by the name of poopy pants. Yep. Literally. Don't ask.
Van #2 (minus two members... see, I'm truly a hot mess!)
Kristine... she loves yogurt. Not. Sandy... a sweetheart who falls down. Not what you want to do when running 203.5 miles.
Chris... our resident model. Cheryl... our resident bartender. Both good to have as teammates.
We also had Amyand Lyndsey, both who helped us get to the finish line, but for some reason escaped my camera lens.
It was a long 40+ hours of no sleep, little eats, lots of pain, a few tears, and a while lotta cracking up and almost peeing my pants, but we pulled through. All 12 of us Hot Messes had our ups and downs, but in the end we crossed the finish line, got our medals, free beer and called an end to our experience. For me, it was quite a journey. I went from being a 5 year couch potato to running 14 miles between the 3 legs. (wait... that didn't come out right) I joined a gym, and got my butt moving again after 5 glorious long years of non butt moving. I did it. My life has been changed. You could even say transformed. I also met some fabulous ladies, all whom I admire, and respect for their efforts as well. It was completely worth all the training.
And now I don't ever have to fear that I "can't" do it. Because, I CAN.
Here are all the pics from our Ragnar adventure..!!
I failed big time on the whole American Idol updates... but you already knew that. As far as I'm concerned, the top 4 have been selected for weeks now and I'll be shocked if the following won't be battling it out in the end...
Jessica(so so good for that tiny tiny little body), Phillip (so so adorable and a true artist), Joshua (hands down, my fav...)
Colton (who can sing, but is not even on my radar this year)
I was rooting for Deandre big time, I just think he was just too unique with that falsetto, that most people just "didn't get him." But, if you're a fan of Prince then you should have. His voice IS AMAZE. Especially for being only 17 years old! But, he's already gone and I didn't really have high hopes for him, so I guess I'm not all that disappointed.
I'd also like to go on record to say that this year has been one of the best years in a very long time. My opinion of course.
My finger is tired from all the voting for this guy... Love!!
Joshua isn't quite MY Elliott, but he's very very close... "I love you Joshua... call me!"
I've been MIA (again)... But, trust me it's all been for a good reason. I've been running and running and running some more. Then I've been napping and napping and crying and crying and then napping even more.
You guys... Running is hard. But in 11 days (and counting) I'll be smack dab in the middle of it all and there won't be any turning back..!!
Well, they're back. What season is this anyway? 11, 12, 29? I'm confused. I'm also old. When you hear one of the 16 year old contestents say that she's been dreaming of being on this show since she was 6 years old, and that it's all she's ever wanted to do, her whole life... that, my friend is reality check time. She has no concept of a world withOUT American Idol... oi. and vey.
So let's jump right in. Here are your Top 24
Top 12 Boys... Oh, did I skip 1, is there really a Top 13? Oh well, the Gentle Giant is a VERY sweet boy, but a non player in my opinion. (sorry Gentle Giant)
Aaand your Top 24 Girls... (and by the way, it's a good thing American Idol has a lot of money. They're going to need it to keep these girls in the blonde hair dye.) bah-duh-bum-bum, I'll be here all week...
I won't really go into much detail here, as we won't know until later tonight who's staying and who's going, but let's just say after 8 years of recapping this show, I do not usually agree with America, and only 1 time has the person I actually predicted was going to win, actually win. (and that would be Carrie Underwood and now looking back, I don't think that was too difficult and worse that now I don't even like her.)
I will wait until next week to critique and praise the Top 13, but I will tell you, I have my top 10 already and if I had my way, they would be the following...
That's a total of 14 miles people. That I will be #runningwalkingcrying. Oh and that Leg #2 up there... just know that it's on a trail, going uphill some of the way and will be AT NIGHT. In the dark. Just me and the coyotes. And the snakes and bears. And probably the boogy man too.
I swear if I make it out of this thing alive, I'll consider giving up vodka. (I didn't say I would give up Vodka, only that I'd consider it).
PS... Please pray for me.
PSS.. That is NOT me in photo above. But, you already knew that.
I'll be back soon... Currently get"n my ass mov"n. Just know that my body is not happy with this decision and is currently calling me a bitch...! But I'm a fighter, so it can suck it and eventually will get in line. Because I'm the boss around here and it's 2912 and the year of being awesome...!!
Last year I introduced you all to the Traditional Breakfast that my family has had year after year... but this year, I'll be making Breakfast not on Christmas morning, but on Christmas Eve, so I figured I'd try something of the non-traditional kind.
Check it out... Pioneer Woman to the rescue...
Picture "borrowed" from the Pioneer Woman...
Sleep'n In Omelette...
■6 whole Onion Rolls (I plan to use that sweet Hawaiian Bread)
■1 cup Grated Cheddar Cheese
■8 ounces, weight Cream Cheese
■1-1/2 stick Butter
■10 whole Eggs
■2 cups Milk
■1 teaspoon Chopped Chives
■1/2 teaspoon Dry Mustard
■1/2 teaspoon Salt
■1 dash Cayenne Pepper
Generously butter an 9x13 baking dish.
Tear onion rolls into chunks and place them in the bottom of the baking dish. Sprinkle with cheddar cheese, then tear cream cheese into small pieces and place over the top. Cut 1 ½ sticks butter into pats and place over the top.
Mix remaining ingredients and pour over the top of the dish. Cover and refrigerate overnight.
The next morning, bake at 325 degrees, covered, for 45 minutes. The remove foil and continue baking at 350 for 10-15 minutes.
Growing up my grandma Bert always made this fudgey candy called Aunt Bill's Candy. It was always around the house when we visited her in OKC. And, the few years we didn't go to OKC for Christmas, she would always send us two batches. One for the family and one for my brother Scott. Wait, he got his own? (why I never complained about this I'll never know, but then again, knowing me I probably did complain and it just fell on deaf ears.)
Let's fast forward about 25 years and there I was in OKC visiting my dear friend Alison for the Thanksgiving Holiday, my dear grandma Bert long gone and many years of sadly, no more Aunt Bill's Candy. Alison, was at the time managing an upscale kitchen store, with all kinds of fancy dishes, pot and pans, and beautiful items to fill up your kitchen. I was standing around waiting for her to get off of work and I looked over on the counter and saw a box of "Aunt Bill's Candy" for sale. I stared at it for several minutes and then let out a little yelp. I asked her,"How in the hell did these people get MY Aunt Bill's Candy recipe..?" She was obviously confused at first, but then I said, "I thought Aunt Bill, was, like, MY Aunt Bill, someone in like, MY family, like a relation to grandma Bert..." I've never heard anyone (anyone) laugh so hard. Alison, my sweet lifelong friend (who was like a grandaughter herself to my own grandma Bert) laughed her ass off at me. And finally after all the tears had cleared, she said, "Sorry, sweetie, Aunt Bill is of no relation to you, she's all of our Aunts. It's just the name of the candy." To this day, I'm still a bit miffed about that...
Anyway... I've had the recipe in my box for years now and have always gone right past it due to the thought that it was probably too hard to make. With my history in the kitchen, something like candy would surely result in either the house burning down or several of my friends and family ending up in the emergency room. Either way, I didn't think it would be a good idea.
This year... I'm feeling a bit more brave. (So suck it, friends and family!!)
Taylor is now 10, but still excited to get her tree I'm sure...
On a side note: When I texted miss Taylor to ask her what her favorite color was and that I was only asking because Santa Claus asked me to, her reply was, "I don't believe in Santa anymore Aunt Jill..." Even though I teared up a bit, I knew that was just her way of letting me know she's growing up, because I know deep down we ALL still believe in Santa!!