I'm impressed. Did Mel B. get kicked off?
I have to read Speak again for my class.
I'm also going to read Boy Toy.
Tomorrow I'm going to make cranberry sauce.
I should be writing about death.
Instead I'm trying to watch project runway online but it's not working.
What do you think about the bachelor?

I don't want to take away from your scary story, but this story is sort of scary, too.

We were watching DWTS last night (figure it out) and Mel B. (Spice Girl) did the splits four times in a row.

Tod: Wow! That is hard!

Me: It's not that hard.

Tod: Can you do the splits?

Me: Sure I can.

Tod: Do it.

Me: Right now?

Tod: Yeah.

So I did. I broke into the right side splits right there on our bed. He nodded his head then kept watching the show. I am 98% certain I injured myself. I'm not sore today, just injured. This is a secret, though, because I need to be as good as Mel B.

I'm glad your little man is okay. And just count your blessings that your hamstring is in tact.

My little baby almost died during Relief Society today. He started choking (really really really choking) on one of these little guys. I started bawling. He wasn't making any sound and I was hitting his back and I'd swiped his mouth and the lesson had stopped and everyone was sort of holding their breath and the pediatric nurse sitting right in front of me didn't grab him. Then he started sort of crying so I thought he was okay so I took him into the hall and then he started convulsing. I have to go now because he wants some yogurt but this is to be continued . . .

I'm back, so he was sort of convulsing and the first counselor had come out and was trying to take him from me and I was cry yelling "Get Carrie" (the pediatric nurse) but first counselor wasn't paying attention to my hysterics. Instead, she took him and she made a little knuckle and told me this is how you do it and she did the heimlich on him. A goldfish came out. In tact.

Later Carrie told me that's not how you do it for kids under a year and that you're supposed to do this other thing but I was sort of numb and so glad she did do it even if it was dangerous because then he could wail like he wanted to wail and then he hugged me but not really and then when I went in the mother's room to calm down he tried to get off my lap to see what the paper towel dispenser looked like from the bottom up.

After I got my druthers together and went back into the RS room to get my stuff, I told the Relief Society President that we should have an enrichment on CPR and choking techniques. I even said, "I think that's a lot more important than learning how to make bread." She agreed.

He slept that night from 5:00pm to 4:00am. He drank a little at 5:02 and then went back to sleep until 7:30. He was truamatized too.

Pump it up

I just want to say I am very excited for the race. For several reasons. First of all, we were all pregnant last year and now we are racing! I am also excited to swim in this huge pool. Zig zag. I want to tell you to pump it up this week. When I say pump IT I mean the volume. Pump up the volume and tell everyone that Saturday is the day.

Good luck tomorrow with treats. I may eat a piece of candy but I honestly like to cut out crap the week before. Do what you can. I am adding an inspirational picture from last year's race. I took this picture. He is the real deal.

I hope this race will be the beginning of years of racing. Eventually the Ironman. Right, Ann Dee? Or maybe we could do it relay style. In Hawaii. See you Friday, ladies. I'm proud of you.

DO you REALLY think she faked it? Does she really have it in her?
I can't wait to see you.
Even if I have to die to make it happen.
Die in the pool or on the road, it does not matter.
My last reeses will happen tonight. And maybe a late run.
Or maybe not.

Did you see the horror star flicks? Have you seen leprechaun? I'd like to watch it.

Did everyone stop posting because of the new color scheme? Be honest. Ann Dee -- thanks for getting the bikes. Milli, thanks for commenting on our blog. I'd like to thank T for watching L while I run. Jog.

In other news, I think she faked it.

Update

I biked yesterday and it was hard. Today I will try to run. No, today I will run. Here is the problem: I eat a lot of candy.

Here's another problem: yesterday at ROSS our cashier had 1. a beard (female beard)(but shaven), 2. bad acne, 3. a lazy eye AND 4. spoke with a severe stutter. Just having one of those is bad enough, but she had all four. Go back through the list and really picture this person. So those are my main problems right now.