Is it possible to die from eating too much Halloween candy? Stupid candy.
Do you ever have a day when it seems every picture turns out perfect? Days like today are rare in Dallas. It was the perfect fall day. We ordered this tire swing from Herb at My Tire Swings and it has been the best fun! If you are in the market for a tire swing, Grandpa Herb makes them best. Tell him Runner Susan sent you.
Not only did the wrath of my girlie parts come back to haunt me as I predicted they would RIGHT BEFORE THE MARATHON, I had a dental appointment. And what was supposed to be a routine cleaning ended up with a psycho telling me he was going to drill holes in my jawbone and implant permanent teeth.
Long story short, I never grew two permanent molars, so when I was sixteen I had the baby teeth removed and bridges put in their place. It’s very tragic genetic deformity, although sadly, it never qualified me for handicapped parking at the mall.
So, ummm, nooooo, even though the current bridges are rotting and cracked, I don’t think this jaw drilling thing is gonna happen.
First, I signed up for Facebook. And I have to admit – I’m having a difficult time with it. Not because I can’t do it, but because it doesn’t give me the satisfaction that blogging does. It seems untidy to me. Like I’m cheating on myself. Peer pressure made me do it. I’m so easy. Just like Facebook.
Second, I bought Uggs. The ugliest shoe ever made – next to Crocs, of course. I have no excuse other than they are warm and will be comfortable to walk in after the marathon. And shiny patent red boots are not made for walking. Well, at least not on concrete for hours on end.
This must be what a breakdown is like.