Jenny On the Spot: Caffeinated mom, lover of dancing, glitter and glitter.

So.

I am training for my first Olympic distance triathlon. It is in 11 days. I got back from Blogher ‘08 3 days ago. Another name I have given BloHer ‘08 is “Calorie Fest-O-Rama” .

While I was there I met 2 triathloners – Kathleen of Forging Ahead and Catherine (yes I need her URL so I can send some linky-love!)… Kathleen has her first tri coming up very soon! Go Kathleen!!! I was blessed to have met her the first morning and we got to spend lots of pieces of time throughout the weeknd getting to know each other, talking “shop” – tri shop :) I met Catherine the last night, and learned she did her first tri last summer. I did the same one – the Seattle Danskin! We have a special connection I will need to share in a whole other post. It’s remarkable.

I usually try to train 5 to 6 days a week. During BlogHer week I got in 3 days of semi-decent training. I will not tell you the horrible tales of my consumption while away. Suffice it to say I came home to an extra 5 pounds. Blech. But, the happiest-gained 5 pounds I’ve ever met.

But now I am trying to get back on track – since there are only 11 days left on the track! On Monday I rode 14 miles and ran 3.5. On Tuesday I ran 4 miles and took 2 naps for all the exhaustion that overwhelmed me. Today I swam 1 mile and ran 3.5 miles… then walked around Seattle All. Day. Tomorrow…. I dunno. My butt hurts! I am totally serious!

I am thinking Dara Torres never acted like I did 2 weeks before her races, but then again – I don’t have 2 stretchers nor hopes of ever having abs like hers. I do have ab muscles (I can feel them!), only they just are well-insulated… my own special bubble-wrap, if you will. And if you really think about it – what makes people more happy – rock-hard abs or bubble wrap?

Never mind.

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… and because I am entertaining family so I can’t dive on into the BlogHer wonderfulness that fills my mind with post-loads of things to write… Instead, I give you this – a mirror I found while browsing the local downtown shops with my sister and mom:

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This is why I suspect my level of intellect is closer to that-of a preschooler. Me like pictures. Oooh, shiny…

Sewwwww…. beitsince my last great number of posts have been primarily boring ‘ol words, I’m gonna “Go Visual”. Oh, and for those who are fans of “The Butt Series“, this should be fun… 

Warning: butts in picture may be more pixilated than they appear…

Why-oh-why do I keep wearing white shorts?

Hello?! Fashion police?

A little pixilation never hurt anyone…

Umm… does this WORLD make Lisa’s (The Blozulfog) butt look big?

Whut? With all her hotness…

Maybe it proves she has the the hottest In. The. World! Sha!

Not a butt pic… yet still related to anatomy.

These pictures were taken at a 4th of July festival-of-sorts…

With a backyard parade…

I have no idea where there was a Sun Bra.

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I landed in Seattle around 10:30 last night. As I made my way to the baggage claim, I realized I was surrounded by airport strangers who just weren’t as excited to meet me as I was to meet them. Whut? I know! So, I saw fit that I have a little talk with myself as I came down from my BlogHer ‘08 high. Perhaps, I had overdosed – or at least gotten reeeeeeealy comfortable with extreme extroversion. So much.

Somewhere between the Newbie mixer on Thursday night and leaving the city of San Francisco  Sunday morning, I became all too comfortable with saying “Hi!” in excitable ways, reaching out for hugs to warm-looking strangers and just striking up conversation with any-stinkin’-body, ‘cuz… That. Was. Why. Everyone. Was. There! Fear of rejection – No! OK, I might add that the evening mixers also included free liquor – nothing helps bring people together like a little drinky-drinky. I digress.

ANYwho… On the long walk for my baggage (literally, not figuratively) the following is the discussion that was taking place in my head… These types of conversations are especially easy to have when an individual has more than one personality:

Continue reading ‘Back from BlogHer. Back to reality.’

Tired.

Thankful.

340 unanswered emails.

My husband rocks.

I hope my plane is on time, but if not – at least there is free wifi!

Greetings to all my new BlogHer friends! I can’t wait to visit your sites! How many cards did ya’ll get? I haven’t counted them yet – not sure I can count that high. Math was never my strongest subject :) 

Peace out.

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Because I just got 2 mood rings – some swag from PBS at BlogHer ‘08 – and they are NEVER the same color.

Just wondering…

photo courtesy of… my iPhone :)

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right now.
I am sitting in my first break-out session here at BlogHer ‘08!
Gotta go take notes!
Wish you were here!

From Sacto… from Sac-Town… From  Sactcy Sacterson…

I digress.

I arrived at Jen’s place yesterday! We are heading out to San Francisco shortly – hoping we’ll be there in time to catch the BlogHer Newbies Mixer! ***crossing fingers***

But before I got to here… I had to get on a plane and fly here… and you know what happens on planes… don’t you? You meet people. And you know what happens when a blogger meets people… don’t you? She finds a story.

I met Cody on the plane. He was a fella in his early 20’s who openly shared about why he got fired from his last job. He shared quite a bit about his love of alcohol and how his granny used to help him pack his suitcase full of liquor they’d buy at the commissary and she’d send him home with gallons of liquor. When he was 18. That’s Granny, always lookin’ out for her boy :)

I learned so many things about Cody and his young life in our 1.5 hours in the air. Like, how his jaw was broken when he joined in on a street brawl and was slugged by a guy wearing a pair of brass knuckles. I also learned a little about genetically modified corn. Whu? Yep. I did.

My favorite moment was when we got our 100 calorie pack of cheese crackers. He looked at the bag, looked at me, looked at the bag, held up the bag and said, “This is so dumb! What’s up with 100 calories?! It. Is. SO. Jacked. Up!!” I was all shaking my head up and down and from side to side because I was so confused. Where was he going? The ladies – we luv us some 100 calorie pack snacks, so I wasn’t following.

Then he said, “I mean – without calories You. Are. $%^ed!!!” He dropped another of many f-bombs…

True that Cody. I think he should be the new spokesperson for say, Hostess. He could hold up a a box of Twinkies and exclaim, “Without calories you’re &*^%ed! Eat Hostess cupcakes and save your life!!!”

Gosh. What am I not a hot-shot in the advertising world? I am On! Fire!

Our family went to a concert at the local waterfront last night.

Living in a small town, the chances are good you will see someone you know – or many someones at the waterfront concerts. Last night we saw many someones. It was fun hopping from friend to friend… catching up, giggling, etc, etc, etc…

A friend’s husband pointed out the fact that at one point I’d be hanging out “here”, and then “there”, and then I’d be somewhere else. I did notice I was spending more time moving about than sitting on the lawn chair – I didn’t mind… but I kind of wished everyone was sitting together so I could be in one place and hang out with everyone…

Not a minute later, my 6 year old came up to me and asked, “Mom? How can you be in 3 places at once?” I thought she was setting me up for a joke, and I said, “I don’t know? How can you be 3 places at once?”

She tipped her head back and breathed a lightly-frustrated “Aaah!” and said, “I don’t KNOW! I just have Ella over here, and Hannah over there and Molly over there. It’s so hard to be with them all!”

Sister, I know. I know…

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