Monthly Archives: April 2012

Weekend. Norman Music Festival.

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This weekend I went to my hometown for one of my best friend’s baby’s birthday party.  He just turned one and is getting so big.  It was good to see my friends because it’s so rare that we are all off on the same day to get together.

We met in nursing school and have stayed good friends afterward, even though our lives have taken us different places.  We try to get a picture together every time we are able to and we definitely got one this time.

I’m not even a fan of this picture of myself because it looks like I’m 4 months pregnant and am standing like I have to pee.  I do enjoy it because of the quick amount of time we had to take it in.
Photo: Ashley, Brock, Mandy, Me, and Melissa

It looks like a pretty normal picture of a group of friends, right?  If you haven’t noticed, take a look to the far left of the tiny legs in midair with no body.  That’s Ashley’s son Brayden.  He was throwing a fit because he didn’t want to go home and since I was insistent on a picture together before she left, she just stuffed him behind her back as he was yelling.  Good times. :)
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I came back home and went to the Norman Music Festival with T.  It was pretty crowded, but we had a good time.  We saw The Damn Quails, Other Lives, and Portugal. The Man play.  PTM was definitely my favorite, but the others were great too.  I love listening to live music, it soothes my soul.

This is another picture I’m not crazy about, and I’m sure T will kill me for putting it on here, but I have a reasoning for posting it.

Yes we look scraggly and sweaty, but it was humid and we were shoved in the middle of a billion people.

Also, if you didn’t notice…
I like a good photo bomb, and for some reason this guy’s face just cracks me up.  I may be easily amused, but there it is.

Oh and one last thing I cannot forget!

 YESSSSSSSS.

Look at this game winning shot by KD. Am-A-Zing.


 

Momma Bird Feeds the Baby Bird

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I’m sure most people have seen the video of Alicia Silverstone (The actress that played Cher on Clueless), feed her child food directly from her mouth.

It’s called pre-mastication and she does it to transition her baby from breast feeding to food.  I understand it’s been going on for years and so on and so forth, but it nauseates me.  I literally want to projectile vomit every time I see this video.

Hygienic or not, I couldn’t care less… it just grosses me the eff out.
Put your chewed up food on a spoon and feed it to the poor kid, there’s no need for a weird looking make out session thing to go on.

Her child’s name is Bear, which sets him up for a world of possibilities.

He could be cute and cuddly…

He could be mean and angry…
Or he could be this…

(Edited to add that when you type in “Gay Bears” in google, you will see things you cannot un-see.)

Ouch, Charlie!

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Being a runner, my muscles get sore and tight all of the time.  One of the things I like to use on a regular basis is Biofreeze.  If you’ve never used Biofreeze, it basically leaves a cool and tingling sensation that kind of numbs the area where you apply it.
Last Saturday, I had a longer run and I ran faster than I normally do.  My hip flexors and adductors were definitely feeling it, so I decided to apply some Biofreeze to the areas.

An hour or two later, I forgot that I had applied the Biofreeze.  It was pretty hot and humid, and I was chatting with some friends outside on a patio.  As the day went on it got hotter and hotter. I started to feel some burning, and not the therapeutic tingle of Biofreeze.  This was hell fire burning hot and it was amplifying by the minute.

Sweating + humidity+ heat + Biofreeze = Painful (<–understatement)

It gave a whole new meaning to FireCrotch.Lesson learned.

Finally, a Thunder sighting!

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Since I have lived in Oklahoma City and have followed the Thunder, it has been my goal to see/meet a Thunder player in person.

When the NBA lockout ended, I tweeted to a bunch of the OKC Thunder players.  I was psyched when I saw this tweet back from James Harden.

It doesn’t take much to excite me.

Last night, I went to meet T and some friends at the Biting Sow downtown.  Even though I drive downtown all the time, I seem to get lost easily.  I was driving around blindly with my window half way rolled down to hear the blues music and trying to find my way to the place.  I start driving down a street with a grassy median.  I’m slowly driving and there is a tall African American male, nicely dressed, about to cross the street in front of me.  He decided to stop and wait for me to pass.  He looked familiar so I slow down, and suddenly I realize who it is…

None other than Serge Ibaka, or Serge “IBlocka” because he’s a badass at blocking shots.

How am I so sure that it was Serge Ibaka?  I stopped in the middle of the road.  I didn’t slow down, I stopped.  With my window half way down. Staring right at him 3 feet from me.  Because I am so smooth and well-articulated, I said absolutely nothing.  I couldn’t find words.  He looked at me  like, “Lady, are you gonna drive on or not?”  I stopped and stared at him for a good 5 seconds, then drove on and called T immediately.  She was freaking out as much as I was, because he is her favorite Thunder player.

We considered going back to see if we could see him again, or as some would call it “stalking.” We decided against it.  You may think that a 26 year old woman would be more mature and not get so excited about such a small thing, but please don’t give me that much credit.

I leave you with this.
Helllloooooooo Serge.

Welcome.

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If you have followed me from my previous blog Sort of a Woman, I appreciate it.

I wanted to start a blog that targets other runners, people with Crohn’s Disease, string cheese lovers, and anyone else who enjoys my strange personality.

While talking to friends about starting my new blog, I had a few questions asked that I’ll share with you.  Think of it as a mini FAQ.

Why String Cheese?
Seriously? Why not string cheese? Honestly, I’m surprised that there isn’t a runner out there that’s blogging about string cheese already.

Why not just change your old blog?
My old blog needs to stay my old blog.  I’ll keep it for memories, but I needed a change.  Change isn’t always a bad thing.

You aren’t really going to use gifs are you?  That’s so 90′s.

Jessie Spano, AC Slater, and Kelly Kapowski think it’s a good idea.

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