Thursday, June 7, 2012

My parents should just keep me in a bubble sometimes...a nice, clean, safe bubble



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There are many, many things that I am being called to do.  Getting rid of stuff I don't use anymore is one of them.  As a sign God for real wants this to happen, two of my pairs of shoes from work have busted in the last week or so.  Yep, I even hotglued a pair.  I have yet to part with a pair from high school.  I know, I know...I will get rid of it soon enough.

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Why the Civic Theater let me into their Green Room is beyond me.  It only took me 20 minutes to try on a $5 dress.  I then badgered my mom no less than 20 times to take a pic of me in it and put it as her phone background.

As for the race...a few more totally awesome things.  I am going to have to use a wetsuit (I have never even tried one on) and I got a Hep-A shot yesterday.  Thankfully, my bicep has FINALLY stop hurting.  Haha...for better or for worse, here it comes!

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