General St. Patrick’s Day Themed Musings

Tomorrow is one of my favorite holidays!

No expectations, no fancy costumes, no presents to buy.  Just green beer, corned beef and cabbage, and general revelries. And maybe some kissing and/or pinching if you are so lucky!

I’m actually not in any way Irish.  But tomorrow, it won’t matter because I will be celebrating with the best of them (at least a little bit)!

I have been beyond busy this past week (and I’m actually feeling super exhausted), so all I can do is come up with St.Patrick’s Day thoughts in little, tiny increments. That, and March Madness is going on.

General St. Patrick’s Day Musings:

1) I met my husband on St. Patrick’s Day in 2008.  We were sitting next to each other at the fire pit at a party and talked for a couple of hours.  He didn’t end up asking me out for a couple of months (which is a good thing since he was dating someone else at the time), but I pretty much decided I was going to marry him that night.  And hey, here we are!

2) I am really bad at drinking Irish car bombs.  I can’t gulp down fast enough, and by the time I get to the bottom of the beer, my Bailey’s has curdled.  Curdled Bailey’s and beer is pretty awful to slurp down.

3) I had no idea that Shamrock Shuffles/St. Patrick’s Day races were so big.  It seems like everyone I follow is doing one in different cities all over the country.  I will personally be running my 10-miler this weekend!

4) My 10-miler race is the morning AFTER St. Patrick’s Day.  Not cool, race people.  Combine that with soreness so bad that it hurts to turn my steering wheel from a kick-boxing class I randomly decided to take on Wednesday (idiot Amy did a man push-up with every burpee and there were about 10,000 of them) and feeling blah in about 10 different ways AND windy/rainy weather conditions after a week of perfect 70’s… I’m thinking that this race will not be my finest hour. 

5) On that note…I was icing my calves this morning, and apparently my Capri pants weren’t quite long enough to completely cover my skin, and now I have a big, red ice-pack burn.  It isn’t too bad (no blisters or anything), but it looks really ugly and kind of feels like a minor sunburn.  This is not a running injury I anticipated getting.  Ice Pack Fail.

6) My mom is making Giuseppe a kilt.  Giuseppe IS Scottish, and I totally understand that Scotland is an entirely different country than Ireland, but I feel like this is his holiday anyway and I need to help him celebrate accordingly.  Kilts are also pretty Scottish (though I guess people in Ireland do wear them according to Wikipedia), but I’m hoping people will think he’s so cute in his little kilt that they won’t judge me too much for mixing stuff up. 

7) I LOVE corned beef.  The color is pretty disgusting, and I think it is probably not something that people should eat if they want to avoid clogged arteries.  But oh my goodness does it taste good!

Ok.  Brain is done musing.  I hope that you have a fantastic St. Patrick’s Day (well, first, I hope Saint Mary’s wins their game tonight against Purdue)!  And GOOD LUCK if you are running a race this weekend (hopefully your race organizers were nice and scheduled it for Saturday).  I look forward to lots of green race pictures in days to come!

May the sun shine, all day long,
everything go right, and nothing wrong.
May those you love bring love back to you,
and may all the wishes you wish come true!

-Irish Proverb

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Leap, Leap, Leap!

Happy Leap Day!

{LEAP!}

Did you know:

It takes 365 days, 5 hours, 49 minutes, and 16 seconds for the Earth to make a complete revolution around the sun? But who’s counting?

So, because even adding in an extra day every 4 years doesn’t quite do the trick,  the first year of a new century only gets to be a leap year if it exactly divisible by 400.  For example, 1900 was NOT a leap year, but 2000 was.

I did a quick Wikipedia search this morning. How did anyone know anything before Wikipedia?

So, because of this pesky, uneven earth revolution, we get an extra day to train for New York/Boston/Chicago/whatever race we are doing than we normally would.  We also have to wait an extra day before it is socially acceptable to play Christmas carols.  So, it is a give and take situation.

Also, any ladies out there who are sick and tired of waiting for a ring can get down on one knee and pop the question ala Amy Adams in Leap Year. (Adorable movie by the way).  All of you boys with girlfriends better watch out! (UPDATE: apparently this is only the case in Ireland.  But in this day and age, I say go for it even if you aren’t in Ireland!)

Plus, it just feels special to celebrate such a rare occasion.

So get out there, take advantage of the extra day of life, and make it the type of day that only exists every four years.

It’s Beginning to Look A Lot Like Christmas

Can you believe it?

In one week from now, the Christmas parties will be over, the presents will be opened, the cookies will have been eaten, and the magic, engery, and excitement will be fading.  I’m trying really hard not to think about it because it makes me sad.

So until then, I plan to cram as much Holiday Cheer as possible into my hours.

We’ve made our wine stop at our favorite winery, Casa Rodena, which was decorated for Christmas!

My house is finally all decorated.

The Christmas shopping is *almost* done.  I only have 1 more thing left to buy. Aaron on the other hand hasn’t even started…. (typical).

The Christmas cards have been sent.  And thanks to my mom the photographer, and Minted the amazing photo card design company, they are looking quite spiffy I must say.

Project Gingerbread house is on schedule to be finished by Friday evening.

Now all I have to do is wrap presents, and watch Love Actually/It’s a Wonderful Life/Miracle on 34th Street/Home  Alone/Eloise at Christmastime/The Polar Express/How the Grinch Stole Christmas/The Christmas Story.  In fact, the only Christmas movies I’ve watched this year (aside from the Hallmark Channel/Lifetime ones) is Home Alone 2: Lost in New York and The Holiday.  I have a lot of  catching up to do.

And baking.  My goal is to make 2 varieties of cookies and 1 batch of cupcakes by Saturday. Sometime, in between work, sleeping, half marathon training, finishing my gingerbread house, cleaning the house, hosting some friends for a gathering, prepping some food for said gathering, wrapping, and helping Aaron with his gift purchases, I will do the baking!

Christmas music will be played non-stop unless a Christmas movie is on. Here’s to a very Christmas 7 days left of Christmastime!