“So we ended up doing a 10K.”

What am I grateful for this week? I didn't think I would get to see my boyfriend at all this weekend because he was originally scheduled to work Saturday, and I was doing a 5K in Lansing on Sunday that he didn't sign up for, but then at the last minute he ended up getting Saturday off. So we ended up doing a 10K. Um and it was like closer to where he -- where he lives which was more interesting to him, and um the 5K used to end in the ballpark, which he liked and a lot of people liked, but they stopped doing that. Anyway, so I went there Friday night and we did the race Saturday. So that was a lot of fun. We both came in second in our age groups. He was the sixth male to finish overall, and I was the third female, and we were both happy with our performance. Neither of us, like, felt great at the end. He said, he was like, "Yeah, it hurt the whole time." I'm like, "But you" -- like he went out super fast as he was trying to keep up with these really fast guys, and then I think that kind of like threw him off for the whole race because he went from just standing there to like sprinting and then he -- like he slowed down and I think that just kind of messed him up for the whole race and made him feel overtired. But his time was still like 42 minutes. I didn't feel yucky until the second half. I might have been like dehydrated or something, or I might have worked too hard too early in the week, because like I didn't know I had a race, so I was working super hard earlier in the week. The first half was okay, like the middle was not as much. I, like, was kind of alone for a lot of it, like there were people ahead of me and people behind me but not like near me at all, which I didn't really like. So I ended up slowing down a lot, but I didn't walk, which I was happy about, but by the end like I was shivering, which is weird, 'cause it was like hot outside and I had a really bad stomach ache. But I still finished in 49 something, so under…

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“… nasty spicy olives and then a cousin who doesn’t know how to let an unwanted event go.”

Have I ever accidentally eaten something that I shouldn't have? Um. When I was a kid, oh my God, so when I was a kid -- so I love on like olives and pickles. So when I was a kid, I had gone to this like graduation party for a cousin, and it was kind of like a ritzier branch of the family, and they had these like giant olives and I was like, "Oh my God, like, giant olives, I've never had that before," and I was thinking it was just like regular olives, but like big. I didn't realize it was like -- like spicy or I don't know if it was like peppers stuffed inside. I don't know what, but, you know, I took a big bite, and I just had this like sour like, puckered like, maybe even like teary eyed like face. It was just like so spicy and hot, and I was like -- and, you know, one of my cousins was like sitting across from me, and I rarely ever see her. And I was just so embarrassed, and plus she was like really pretty, she's always been really pretty, and I'm just really embarrassed, and now like whenever she sees me at like -- and this is rare, like at a funeral or something like that or get together, which is like rare, like years in between. She's always like, "Careful with those olives!" and I'm like, "Oh..." And it's like, ugh, so yeah, nasty spicy olives and then a cousin who doesn't know how to let an unwanted event go.

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“There had to have been 700 people come to my mother’s house to visit with my son.”

Have you ever made a backup plan for something just in case your original plan didn't work? Yeah, doing parties, there's always a backup plan in case it rains. When my son graduated high school -- oh, it was so funny because he was a very popular boy, very popular. He belonged to two churches. He was -- belonged to two youth groups. He was a football player. He was a star football player. He was homecoming king he was, um, you name it, he was it. And I had made out a hundred and one invitations for him to send out in the mail. And he came back to me and said, "Mama, do you mind if I make up a flyer for my -- and I'll just pass out flyers for my party." I said no, "I don't mind. How many do you need? I'll make them for you." He said, "Probably about 350," and I laughed at him. So, fast forward to his -- his party day, the most torrential down fall there ever was. I was outside with an umbrella, between me and my husband, cooking hot dogs and hamburgers, and all the graduation fare that you you may -- you can imagine, and there in my poor mother's house because we were having it at my mother's house. Inside her house, it was wall to wall people, all day long. There had to have been 700 people come to my mother's house to visit with my son that day. It was absolutely incredible. I'd never seen anything like it.

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