Meme-tastic

What is your current obsession? Running, running, running...

What are you wearing today? Blue strapless dress, fringey flip flops.

What’s your favourite meal? Filet Mignon, hands down.

What’s the last thing you bought? A basket full of crap at Target. I'm always doing that.

What are you listening to right now? The Decemberists

If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go? MASSAGE

What do you love most about where you currently live? Pretending like I have a Wiskahnsin accent, eh.

What is your favorite colour? Red

What is your favorite piece of clothing in your own wardrobe? I own so many clothes. Don't ask me to choose.

Describe your personal style? Casual with a bit of quirk.

If you had $300 now, what would you spend it on? I'm already on my way to Anthropologie. Wait, I don't actually get the $300?

What are you going to do after this? Tweet about it.

What is something about you that most people don’t know? If I wanted you to know, you would already know. Did that make sense?

Your favorite smell? I dunno. Probably something food-related.

Do you collect anything? Vintage clothing, Alice in Wonderland stuff, anything celestial

What makes you follow a blog? Humor.

What’s your favorite drink? Water. Or shiraz. Depends on the time of day.

What’s one thing you dream of doing? Owning my own vintage clothing store.

What is your biggest regret? Why you trying to bring me down?

What is your favorite thing to do on a rainy day? Sit on my porch with a beer and a book.

Do you have a tattoo? Nope.

What are your favorite books? The Time Traveler's Wife, Mists of Avalon, Lord of the Rings

What is your favorite fruit? Apples. Can I dip them in chocolate?

Blackberry or iPhone? Google Android phone, baby!

What/Who inspired you to start your blog? I wanted to blog my pregnancy. I guess you could say I've come a long way since then.

Who Am I?

So, this past week I ventured out not once, twice, but THREE TIMES to be social with people I met on the internet IN PUBLIC. Weird, huh? Dateline warned me about meeting people on the interwebs but Stone Phillips be damned I didn't pay attention. I've been a member of Daily Mile for a few months now and after chatting with a fellow runner Anne, who lives in Bay View for a while I finally met up with her at the Badgerland Striders marathon build up last Saturday and we had a great 8 mile run together. She introduced me to another runner there and we ran again this weekend for a whole 16 miles. Yup, I said SIXTEEN MILES! It felt so awesome but truth be told I felt a bit like my body was entering the early stages of rigor mortis a few hours afterward. Despite this, I am feeling right now that I am soooo going to kick some marathon boo-tay.

So in addition, I somehow mustered up the courage to go meet a group of Milwaukee Twitter users at a Mexican restaurant for margaritas on Friday night. Like, by myself. Only knowing the aforementioned Anne and maybe two other people on the guest list from their Twitter usernames. Whaaa? I was afraid that I would be the n00b crashing their little social media gathering but everyone I talked to was super cool and didn't smack me when I said I hated Star Wars. Oh, and if you're wondering what a bunch of Twitter nerds do at a tweetup? They totally tweet about what's happening. Right at that moment. Hilarious.

MOVING!

Jason is moving my blog around. God, it's ugly right now, I know. Traceysspace.net will still get you here but give me a couple of days so clean up this monstrosity. Ew!

Chicken or Egg?

More deep thoughts from Ava:

"Mom, how can a baby get born if there is nobody born before them?"

Whoa! I guess I should be happy she didn't take the question in another direction.

Laying Down the Law

So.... Juliana is grounded. On the first day of summer vacation. Wait, let me clarify- she was actually grounded on the afternoon of the last day of school. *Sigh* I won't get into the nitty gritty but it involves her teaming up with her BFF and some shenanigans and badness ensued. What? It's okay if your friend is doing something bad and you tag along because they make some sort of buffer/bubble around you that protects you from getting caught and/or being punished? I certainly never bought into any convoluted logic like that before. (Snort.) Now that my initial anger has subsided and I've spoken to BFFs mom to compare stories I have to almost feel bad for the kid. Ava is prancing around like a pretty pretty princess because if my girls love anything, it's basking in the glow of their siblings punishment. Plus, Ava got to go on a trip to Chicago with Steph and Maddie today while I dragged Juli around on all my errands. The horror! If anything, I'm hoping that maybe at least this way she can learn her lesson right off the bat that I am not about to take any guff this summer vacation. I'm laying down the law because frankly, I don't want to be sitting on Maury Povich's couch in five years watching Juli wave her finger at the audience and yell, "SHUT UP YA'LL! YOU DON'T KNOW ME!" Hopefully I can tame her now so the worst I'll have to deal with is her she starting a Facebook group about how her mom totally suxx.

Oh, the Third Grade Drama...

Juliana: "Hey Mom? Did Aunt Stephy ever stab you in the back? Like not really with a knife but do you know what I mean?"

Me: "Uh, no I can't think of any time she stabbed me in the back. Did somebody do this to you?"

Juliana: "Yeah, well this one time, Ella said she would give me her cupcake for my Doritos but then she changed her mind and gave the cupcake to Kai for NOTHING."

I Am Invincible

Take THAT half marathon! You don't scare me!

The best part of my 13.1 mile run this morning was when during mile 12 a little bulldog with it's tongue hanging out started running along beside me. After a bit I started to wonder where it's owner was so I stopped and turned to see another pony-tailed blonde with sunglasses running after me with a leash and saying, "I thinks she thinks you are ME!"

Good thing I took my ipod off and checked because that puppy was so going to follow me home.