B and I took a super cute post-Turkey Trot photo but like a real idiot I didn’t have the memory card in, and am unable to pull it off of the camera’s internal memory card bc I do not own the cord Sony created for this dumb camera and refuse to spend $10 just to pull one (albeit great) picture from it’s inner death grip memory.
Didn’t you want to know all that?
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Other than the picture drama, our second annual Turkey Trot was a success. Well, in the way that freezing temperatures, stroller-filled courses, and accidentally lining up in the last starting wave goes. We both beat our goal times, even despite the elbow-throwing and stroller hopping. And I’m pretty sure I kept all my profanities in my head, so, WIN!
(That’s the true testament of a good race.)
((Audible profanities were made at NWM))
Our first solo-Thanksgiving was also a success, in a very non-Thanksgiving-y way. I didn’t burn anything or beckon the fire department, and nobody got food poisoning, so we’ll chalk it up as the second big WIN for the day. B dubbed the chicken (non-Thanksgiving-y, I said) the “best he’s ever had.” I dubbed the pumpkin cupcuffins worthy of breakfast/lunch/and dinner for the rest of the weekend.
(What’s that? You’ve never heard of a cupcuffin? Well I don’t make cupcakes, bc HELLOOOO they are unhealthy, so I make “muffins” and pour a bunch of cream cheese frosting over them. It’s practically a health food (with a little splash of sugar coma on the side) so it’s ok to double fist and/or eat them before 9am. (You’re welcome.)
Also, don’t I get some award for concocting and slaving over the “best chicken in the world” when I don’t eat meat? What a catch B got himself…
Anyways it’s over and nobody wants to hear about pumpkin or turkey anymore so heave-ho, onward to Christmas we go!
I Left My Bah Humbug In Ohio With The Snow and Cold,
UPDATE : Bought a camera cord on Amazon for $3.45. Turkey Trot photo will appear in 5-7 business days.
Dana Point Turkey Trot 10K : 52:36