Monday, February 24, 2014

Blog Reader Appreciation Part 19

My mom likes to tell me this story about three-year-old me.  One night before bed, I wanted something very badly (I forget what it was; presumably 5 pounds of chocolate syrup) and absolutely, positively refused to go to bed before I got it.

My parents are not ones to be bullied by a three-year-old so they told me, fine, you don't have to go to bed but it's bedtime so you're staying in your room until morning.  And I crossed my arms and stood next to my bed as they closed the door.

An hour later, my mom came back to check on me.  True to my three-year-old word, I had not gone to bed.  I was three though, and my three-year-old body couldn't resist falling asleep.  My mom found me standing in the same position she had left me, head face down on the bed, sound asleep.

You see, I came into the world stubborn, outraged to find that doctors were already trying to tell me what to do.  (To hell with "due dates!")  Sometimes, this personality trait serves me well.  Other times, like when I absolutely, positively must get in my scheduled long run despite being sick... I end up in bed for the rest of the day with only enough energy to register that I feel slightly nauseous.

On the bright side, because my 17 miler on Saturday took extra long, I had an extra long time to sweat out all of my sickness.  (That's how it works, right?)  So come Sunday morning, apart from being extremely dehydrated, I felt like a brand new woman.  A brand new woman who realized how painful stubbornness can be.

So this one is for the people out there who also suffer from a persistent case of stubborn.  I'd tell you that you're really going to like these links, but I wouldn't dare tell you what to do.

So relax: no matter what those numnuts out there are telling you, I've got you covered.

Yes you can.  And it's called the Nightmares Fear Factory.

A Haunted House Snaps Photos At The Scariest Moment Of The Tour... And I Can't Stop Laughing

Don't listen to anyone, not even your mother-in-law.  Unless she's telling you not to name your child "Phone."  Then listen.

An Open Letter To Moms from Kid President

No, but really.  Someone's telling you that.

7 Reasons Why You Will Never Do Anything Amazing With Your Life

Nonsense.  You can if you like your coworkers.  Or at very least, your misery will have some company.

The Ways Your Coworkers Know More About You Than Your Friends Do

Okay, well maybe they have a point with this one.

22 Adorable Before And After Pictures Of Animals Growing Up

Well, I'm here to tell you that you can... it'll just have to be an abbreviated one.

Derrick and I are in the middle of moving to a new place.  I love blog life and I love brunch, but both are probably going to be abbreviated for a week or two as we unscrew our curtain rods and clean out our freezer.

If it'll help you sleep though, feel free to add your own caption to our brunch pictures this week at our favorite local sports bar, George Street Pub.

Monday.  Again.

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1 comment:

  1. I love that story. I know exactly where you're coming from. I once bit my mother and she said to me: Laurie now how would you like it if I bit you? And so I glared at her and demonstrated that it hurts not by biting myself. Yup. There's all things wrong with that story.

    We're moving too and it gives me anxiety. But a brunch like yours? Might make it all alright.