Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Shit Teh German Said #26

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I stretched while handing something to Teh German.
Teh German (tG): AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH SAVENYA....  (the intro song to The Lion King)




After cooking shrimp and grits.
tG: OO we should have added kielbasa, then it would have been surf and turf.
Teh Megan (tM): It is often served that way.
tG: Schwein und Shrimps.




tG, very seriously, to Roomy (the Roomba): I would really appreciate if you would stop getting tangled up with that lamp.




There was a tree in a neighborhood we drive through to get home that had put something like aluminum foil over the fruit on their trees.  It was quite bizarre to me.
tM: I wonder what that is.
tG: What?
I point to the tree but Teh German doesn't look.
tG: Eyes on the road!
tM: I'm like a bird, it was shiny and I had to look!
tG: I was more concerned about driving through the sharp curve.  Also, that's how birds die.




tM: Whew, glad you finally gave me something for your post this month.  It was looking pretty bare.
tG: That was a late entry.







Shit Teh German Said Edition 123456, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26

Monday, November 12, 2018

Weekend Review {11/12}

FRIDAY

School, work, gym on Friday, then I headed home and Teh German and I opted to go out for dinner (I know, surprise).  We opted to go to Olive Garden since we've had a gift certificate sitting in the bowl on the island for idk how long.  Additionally, we had something to celebrate!  Our immigration interview has finally been scheduled!! WOOOOO!!!

Meri and I snuggled while I waited on Teh German to finish getting pretty.

Lemoncello beverage, stuffed chicken marsala with mashed potatoes, with a side of fettuccine alfredo (since it cost about the same for a side as it would to sub the mashed potatoes.

I haven't been to Olive Garden in a long timeeee (like since Teh PT Wife and I went last year or earlier this year?  IDK, but I was craving some breadsticks.. And I will not lie.. That side of alfredo was worth every.single.penny.  As in.. I'd do it again soon.. and I'm very anti-chain restaurant in Charleston where we have so many options to choose from, so I'm semi-ashamed, but I had forgotten how good Olive Garden is.

After dinner, we came home, watched 2 episodes of Shameless, then it was bedtime.


SATURDAY

Saturday was a slow start, then homework for me.  Teh German went out on the bike to meet up with some other bikers and then ended up at the Rockabillique Festival in Park Circle.  When I finally emerged from homework hell around 1:30/2, I called Teh German to tell him I was going to ride down to James Island to try a burger for Burger Week.  There were food trucks at the event he was at, so he said he was going to stay there.  NBD, I ain't afraid to eat alone.

The Mack Burger
I thought it was going to be like a Big Mac, but there wasn't enough "mack" sauce on it to overpower the pickle flavor...
Oh well.


I headed home after my late lunch, where Teh German had already arrived.  We were generally lazy (Teh German watching his videos, me finishing up a book), but did eventually shower and get ready for a neighborhood gathering.  While I was taking a bath (because riding makes me cold in my bones), Teh German came in and handed me a very official US government document.  I had no idea what I was looking at and then I started at the top and saw the header...

TEH GERMAN RECEIVED THE LETTER THAT HIS WORK AUTHORIZATION CARD IS INCOMING!!!!!!!! YYYYYYAAAYYYY!!! This is the document that makes the biggest difference for us since it means he can get a job in the US without the company sponsoring his visa.  It means he can work for any company in the US and it doesn't cost them money for his visa.  For real, ALLLLLL the praise hands emojis should go here.

At the neighborhood gathering, the resident doggy and I hung out, one of my favorite habits.
This is Cooper (not Copper, as I want to call him).  He's fuzzy and soft and I think a golden doodle or something, but he's the mini version. 


We headed home around 1015 because we tired and promptly went to bed.



SUNDAY

Sunday, run-day!  Teh German got up with the beasts, who then decided that it was snuggle with Mahm time.  I tried to go back to sleep, but was mostly unsuccessful.



Part of my sleeping in was hoping that the temp would raise a little since it was in the 40s.  It did, but barely..  So I finally rolled out of the bed, much to Meri's dismay (boo, my pillow!) and Pax's delight (yay more space!).  They both thought they were going with me.  They were quite disappointed when they did not get to come with me, but Teh German and I arranged to go on a family walk after my miles were completed.

 Mahm, you gonna take me wifs you??

Lady, I'm ready for my collar.  Here's my nose.
Let's do dis.

After 5 miles, I came home and Teh German had the beasts ready to go.  We did the long (1 mile) loop and both dogs were pleased.  When we got home, I showered and started the laundry and got to add a "things I thought I'd never say" to my list.

I was sorting the laundry and Pax came over the dark pile, picked out a pair of my underwear and started to walk off with them.  I said, "Don't take my underwear, you dirty old man!"  He dropped them, but then didn't even look a little ashamed when I called him a panty-snatcher.  This is my life, People.


I made a meal plan for the week after getting laundry started.  I also went into the office to do computer things and finish up my audiobook while Teh German put together the fish tank stand and remove all the stuff we've received from the boxes.  My dinner idea hadn't thawed, so we ended up going to Texas Roadhouse in search of a veteran's meal, but turns out they only due lunch.  Ugh.  Oh well.

Since we were home from dinner by 6pm, we opted to watch movies to entertain ourselves for the evening.  First we watched Elder Millennial, suggested by Teh PT Wife, which we both laughed out loud at, at least once each, although I laughed more than Teh German did.  I want to love Iliza, but I only kinda like her.  I struggled with her belly shirt this time, like... it was distracting me.  Well really, her outfit in general distracted me...  I did, of course, like the points she made about women's body image, so I mean.. easy home run there.

After that, we agreed to watch a movie and when I saw Fantastic Beasts on the Plex, that was the decision.  Teh German tried to keep scrolling and I'm like, "Uhh, no.  I just made a decision.  It's not even animated." 


Pretty good movie.  Also, Muggle > No-Mag errday.  Ugh, stupid Americans.  When the movie was finished, it was 9:30, which is when I need to be IN the bed.  I still had to do some laundry and then brush my teefs, etc.  By 10:10, I had made it into the bed.  As I was falling asleep, I told Teh German, "I'm tired of being a Muggle."  He laughed and then we fell asleep.  But for real, where do I get my house elf?

______________________________________________

It felt like this weekend flew by.  I'm certain that it was just the calm before the storm that will be next weekend (Route 66 race weekend).  I did as much homework as I could without bringing myself to frustrated tears and then I had Megan time.  It was nice.

This week looks quiet, but I feel that's a deception. 

Wednesday, I'll be doing a German essay early since I won't be in class on Friday since my flight to Tulsa departs at 11:30.  As I was considering my Friday situation, it's going to be a time crunch to go to my computer science class to take my quiz, but maybe if I get there early, the instructor will let me take it so I can head out to the airport and not interrupt class with my leaving after the quiz?  IDK, I'm sure it will sort itself out.

BTW.
IT IS HOODIE WEATHER, FINALLY!!!!!
I am in my element people. 

All summer, I suffered, silently, while I was melting, about how hot it was, very seldom/when prompted, mentioning that fall/winter are the best seasons ever.  Now all these people who love summer won't STFU about how cold it is and how much they miss summer and I want to get on my soap box and scream, STFU! I suffered through your favorite season (that went on for like half my life this year), so if you could stop counting down the days until my favorite season ends, I'd appreciate it.  Just call me the Queen of Bitterness.  Also, yes, I know I live in the "wrong" place.  There are reasons for that.  I.e.: Teh German.


Friday, November 9, 2018

Five on Friday #172

EINS - Random Shit

You know how they say life is like a roller coaster?  Well, I'm ready to get off for a while and just sit on a bench until this nausea passes.  So much happening this week in my world and I'm struggling to maintain my grasp on everything.  I'd laugh about it, but I'm past that.

Teh German thangs..

Sunday night when I got home, Teh German had checked his USCIS status and our interview is being scheduled and we will receive a letter in the mail with our interview date.  This is what we've been waiting on since July.

But on Tuesday, the roller coaster finally crested the hill.  I won't share the details here because he doesn't really appreciate me sharing his shit to the public, but Teh German came home on Tuesday with a work announcement.  Now he's come home from work before with shitty news from/about his Company and I tell him that it's fine, we adjust the sails and sail the course, and endure whatever we need to.  This time though, I didn't have those words of reassurance.  This time it was, "You do what you need to do."

But I've thought about his situation more and more and imagine this...
Imagine you have a job and things may not be going well and if this job doesn't work out, you could lose EVERYTHING.  Not just your job, but EVERYTHING.  Like, your house and your family and everything you've worked for over the past 5 years.

^^^That's (probably) what goes through Teh German's head every time something happens with his job/company.

Fortunately, if things with his Company were to be so bad, his green card stuff is in the works, so he wouldn't have to go back to Germany and he wouldn't lose everything.. but just imagine if that was a reality?  That's some stressful shit.  I could tie this into current politics, but I won't because this is about ME and Teh German, so you're welcome.

We didn't talk about it on Tuesday night.  Teh German was waiting on the results of the election to come in, I was doing a millionty years worth of homework that I disregarded all weekend (it was worth it).  Teh German distracted himself by opening up the boxes that had arrived with the fish tank stuff.

I'm an avid supporter of avoiding your problems until you cannot, so Wednesday morning before he left from work, I told Teh German that he should do whatever he needed to do regarding the situation at work.  I know that Teh German worries about providing for our family and financially contributing for his half of our life.  But I reminded him that we are prepared for emergencies, that we had worked hard to ensure that we were prepared, so taking care of himself was more important than the money.  I know he knows this, but sometimes he doesn't KNOW, KNOW this.  The reality is, if one of us is going to endure employment transition, NOW is a good time.



Moving on to election related shit...

While I'm glad that the Dems took control of the House, this is a double-edged sword.  It means shit like furloughs when the budget can't be passed because Congress can't agree on anything.  But, it also means less fear regarding what does get passed in terms of immigration and health care and most other "blue" issues.

Florida passed the amendment to ban greyhound racing.
Here's why I have a problem with this.  This ban goes into effect January 1, 2019.  All these "pro"-greyhound groups (GREY2K) spent sooooo much money on advertising, but those groups will not be there to assist with moving these dogs from the tracks to couches.  It will be the non-profit rescue groups who are mostly volunteer ran.  At this point, there is no plan on how to deal with the ban.. just that racing greyhounds will be illegal after Jan 1.

What makes me sick is that banning greyhound racing will not stop people from racing the dogs.  No longer will the breed be regulated and, I imagine, that "backyard" (i.e. unofficial) racing will be more prevalent.  Just like banning dog fighting doesn't stop people from doing it.  With a plan in place, I might have been more supportive of the amendment, but there is no plan and I'm afraid for the future of one of my favorite breeds.

After Phil, I always planned on having a greyhound.  I mean.. remember that one time that Teh German said, "We're a greyhound family," and he had named our new family member (Pax) within 15 minutes of him being in the car with us?  Yeah.  We planned on having retired racers for the foreseeable future.  We'll see how this changes those plans.



School things...

I had all A's and B's at midterms.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed (and putting forth the effort) to maintain that, but each day has become more and more of a struggle and I'm sooooo over it.

My cybersecurity class instructor thinks that we're on his Red Team and that we have all been programming and dealing with networks since childhood.  I'm glad that he's so knowledgeable, but I strongly disagree with assignments that are well-above my knowledge level because of the assumed knowledge he thinks we have.  On my most recent homework, I got all of the answers wrong and I have no idea how and the worst part is that... I don't really give a fuck anymore.  I should, I know I should, but I can't.

My computer science instructor announced that if we turn in an assignment within a week after it's actually due, it's only marked down by one letter grade and whatever you miss.  FINE.  I didn't turn in an assignment that was due on Wednesday and it was liberating.  I could have stressed about it.. but I didn't (mostly because I was stressed about too many other things, but that is neither here nor there).  I've asked for assistance from someone who has already taken the class and I'll work on whatever assignments I need to turn in over the weekend.  #YOLO.  Our last test had an 11 point curve because so many people missed 3 specific questions that were worth 11 points total.  I'm not complaining about my curved 88, but if you need to curve like that.. is your test really fair?

My german class is actually fine, but I'm stressing out about it because I was behind from skipping class on Friday, then not doing my HW for Monday, and we had a group project to present on Wednesday (that the freshman in our group completely took over and did it all herself, by choice, so it wasn't really stressful for me, but not helping was actually pretty stressful).  I'll get back ahead of schedule this weekend and that makes my brain happy.  This is one of those classes that I feel obligated to do well in for obvious reasons, so when my average is only 100.4, instead of 103.8, I am not impressed.

My online class is still just as much bullshit as it always has been.  I've stopped giving fucks and I've not posted responses to classmate's discussion posts in 2 weeks.  IDGAF.  I should probably, but I do not.  If the teacher cannot be bothered to participate in the discussion boards, I cannot be bothered to give any actual fucks.  Bare minimum is my new self-requirement.  When I see my grade start to dip because of my lack of fucks, then I'll care again, but I'm feeling pretty confident about not letting this class hold me down.

My circuits class is... complicated.  It's not a difficult class, but the one day I was late to class (a few weeks ago) really threw my game off and I feel like I haven't been able to catch up since.  We have one more partner project that I'm not looking forward to and one more homework and a test and the final exam.  So not really all that much, unless you consider the weight of all those assignments and what happens if I don't do well.



Normal shit...

-One more week till I'm reunited with Teh Running Bestie and Matilda!!!  We're taking over Tulsa for the Route 66 Half Marathon.  #HurtsSoGood #TeamBrokeAsses (well 2 of the 3) #WillRunForBling

-It doesn't feel like Thanksgiving is in 2 weeks.  It feels like it's still the September that never ends.  Then again, it was 80°F this week, so maybe that's the problem?

-I'm off of school for the entire week for Thanksgiving and I don't even know what I'm going to do with myself....... after I complete all my homework...

-One of my coworkers is quitting at Company and going to join a project with others who have quit at Company.  I'm actually pretty sad about this because this person was one of my faves.  That said, I'm not overly surprised based on the project he's been working on since I've worked at Company, it's the pits.  We would chat regularly about all kinds of things and he never made me feel like because I was young enough to be his daughter that I was inept.  He will be missed.

-When my one hour massage starts almost 10 minutes late and the masseuse has to leave in the middle because their new person doesn't know how to ring up a gift cert, and the massage ends at exactly the hour mark... It makes me disgruntled.

-Voting Things:

I love not stupid Google Doodles.

Civic Duty: CHECK.

We waited in line together for an hour and 20 mins.
It was her first SC election!
Also, Teh PT Husband's Mom has been deemed: Teh NY Chef.

Day after outfit choice...
#LadyPower


-I've been having a butter debacle after the general practice doc told me that I should switch from Country Crock to REAL butter because it's healthier for you, a few months ago (when I initially went to the doc for my hot flashes).  I bought a tub of regular butter and a tub of whipped butter, thinking it would spread easier.

Well, Gentle Readers, I WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS CLUMPY BUTTER SHIT.  In fact, I'm certain that everyone who has to deal with me on a daily basis has heard about my fucking butter debacle and THEY were probably ready to buy me a tub of Country Crock to shut me the fuck up already... Specifically, Teh German, but he would never actually say to me, "Shut the fuck up, it's butter."  I think he tried to hint at that once, but then realized I was being irrationally angry about this shit show and just left me to stew in my rage.  Smart.

Dear Butter,
FUCK YOU and your clumpy shit.
I will be buying some Country Crock this week because I'm tired of this fucking shit.
-Disgruntled Consumer
PS.  I thought whipped mean it was easier to spread?

We are back to Country Crock and I do not have clumpy problems any more.  I guess now I understand why people leave their butter out all the time: so it's soft and actually spreads...  I also understand why Teh Mom always used Country Crock or it's equivalents.


-My circuits partner, who has been trying for weeks to get under my skin (same cadet who switched up my pens and randomly jerks my papers when I'm writing notes), FINALLY succeeded.  Petty Officer MaidenName came out and lit him up.  Lawd, it felt good.

He wanted to start shit about our last project grade (an 80) in front of the people who were in the classroom waiting on class to start, including the professor, and I have been over his shit for a while, but had been trying to maintain professionalism (haha, I know).. But if you've made it to this point in the post, you're already aware that this was NOT the week to fuck with me.  I loudly, and with many expletives, made him aware of this and gave him the option to take it outside if he wanted to discuss it.  He didn't seem overly interested.  The Professor (a former army officer) didn't even react.  I think we were both surprised that I made it as long as I did without going off on him.

When I finished up the homework I had been working on when he had come in with his shit, I made my way back to my desk and, to him only, said, "Maybe if my partner didn't wait until 11:45 the night before the project is due to actually do the project, I wouldn't have such a difficult time writing the report for the project."  Crickets.  Yeah, that's what I fucking thought. 

-When there's an 8 minute wait at 6pm for grilled chicken at Bojangles, you will NOT be getting my business.  Especially after I've already waited in this drive through for almost 10 minutes.  Nope, nope, nopppppeeee.

-I hate it the most when I feel like I've completely got my shit together and then later, when it's too late, I realize that I completely forgot something and had sufficient time to accomplish it, had I remembered.  Specifically, homework.  Extra specifically, homework that a quiz the following day is based on.  #MeganFail

-This is how I've been spending my post-homework evenings, it's been glorious:






-Dear Cleaners,
Never have I ever put out mismatched sheets to be put on the bed.  That should have been clue #1 to being in the wrong location for clean sheets.  Additionally, these dog sheets are located in the footboard of the bed, NOT UNDER the bed.  Lawd, send me patience.



PS. I know it's an epic first world complaint, let me remind you that I'm grateful that we can have cleaners come to our house to do the shit I don't have time to do and that Teh German fights me so hard on when I ask him to actually do.  That said, when I trust someone to do a job, ANY JOB, me having to redo it, especially if I've paid you to do the job, makes me grumbly.  There were also some other unsat conditions that I found, which always sucks because I hate calling people out on their shitty work. 

PPS.  Thanks to Teh Running Bestie for listening to my crazy lady mismatched sheets rant.  I'm glad you understand my mismatched sheets angst.

-It's insurance sign up time...  Another year for Teh German where I will not be providing him with health insurance, but I will provide dental/vision for him.  To add Teh German on my medical insurance would cost me $3429 for a high-deductible plan and $5236 for a "normal" health insurance plan.  I would rather save my money each year and let him pay for his possible once a year urgent care visit, when he inevitably ends up getting sick at the end of the year and, oh so kindly, gives me his disease right around the time exams end, so I can enjoy the sickness TWICE.  Once while he had it, and again when I'm actually inflicted with it.  Generally, it's worse for me when HE is afflicted with the sickness.

Office all-hands for our benefits presentation.
Yay free lunch/Boo.


ZWEI - Money Shit

-Gym
-Food/gas for a weekend away
-NCSU bookstore self-presents
-Kindle ebook from Ilona Andrews
-water bill
-Post-race massage
-groceries
-lunch
-dinner
-breakfast
-sweet tea
-gas


DREI - Random Photo Shit

Howling Wolf

Teh German likes this German song and it sounds like they are saying something about llamas in it, so I call it The Llama Song and he knows exactly which song I'm talking about.  He was legit disappointed that I did not bring this mug home (even though we have too many mugs as it is and I resolutely maintain a Disney theme for our mugs).

After 6 months... it has started.


#GoatDogs attack again.


Willow is emailing me about my washer fluid being low.
I REPEAT:
MY CAR IS EMAILING ME.

So much satisfaction from Willow's new addition.

Teh German has started to unveil the anniversary tank.
Sadly, the base was scratched up by a busted silica packet, so it needs to be exchanged.
These crazy mushrooms sprouted up on campus and they blew my mind.
They were not there then they were there the next day.  CRAYYYY.



VIER - From the Internet Shit




In case you needed the reminder (like I did):


"The you that seems to be under constant storm clouds."Stalkers.



FÜNF - Things that made me happy this week

  1. A post-half marathon massage on Tuesday, even if there were some factors that weren't so good.  My body felt MUCH better afterwards.
  2. The ability to vote and getting to be there with Teh NY Chef as she cast her first SC vote!
  3. Free lunch at work on Thurs for our benefits all-hands.
  4. Rain.
  5. Long sleeves.
  6. Husband's flexibility when the evening plan (i.e. dinner) doesn't come together like it was intended to.
  7. Meri and Pax snuggles.
  8. Getting asked about life with greyhounds.
  9. Less than one month of the semester remains.  
  10. An audiobook and an ebook in my inventory almost completed.


Happy Friday, Gentle Readers.

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

Just in case...

Just in case no one told you (and you're an eligible American)...

GO VOTE.


What cool kids look like when they vote,
you could be like us:
 
This was from June, but you better believe there will be another selfie from today!
 
 
 
 
 
 
That is all for today so you can focus on your mission.

Monday, November 5, 2018

Weekend Review {11/05}

FRIDAY

Friday felt it would never arrive, but it finally did.

First was my CS class, and then I opted to skip my German class to go to work "early" since I was planning on taking a half day so I could drive to Raleigh.

Husband,
Reminder: I love you very much, but you only get the whole bed for 2 nights.  Love, Wife

I got on the road around 1:15 and had to stop for lunch because of poor life choices.  Of course, the McDonald's I stopped at was spontaneously crazy busy at 1:30 in the afternoon.  Why wouldn't it be?  With a cheeseburger and tea in hand, I made my way back to my car (since going in was going to be faster, or so I mistakenly thought) and headed to Raleigh. 

I made it Teh Advising Sister's house after 5:30 and I got the grand tour of her new house and then we headed out to dinner at an Italian place called Gravy (don't worry, you are not the only one who is confused by that). 

Some delicious fall apple cinnamon moscow mule type of drink.

raspberry limoncello martini

The only accidental photo I took of my entree.
It was really good, but I didn't realize it was a red sauce base, so that had my indigestion acting a fool.


As always, I saved room for dessert, but not much room and we had to take this sweet baby to go.

When we got back home, we hung out with a neighbor and did a few shots and hung out while watching The Matrix.  I started to fall asleep on the couch around 11, so by 12, we called it a night.


SATURDAY

Saturday was sleep in day.  When I finally got out of bed, after 30 minutes of reading Comments by Celebs, Teh Advising Sister was already up.  We had coffee and chatted and then we got ready to face the day.  Due to time constraints, we didn't manage to get breakfast/lunch, but it was ok.

I met up with Teh Running Bestie at our AirBnB to drop off her car so we could have adventures.  Our first stop was Smash Waffle.  Similar to Holy City Waffles, but a it different.  No stick, not as many flavor options, but equally delicious.


#BestWifeEver duties completed.
Stickers for the beer fridge acquired.

After waffles for lunch, we drove through NCSU's campus for a car tour, then we headed to the bookstore so I could look around and spend money.  Money spent, I gave Teh Running Bestie an abbreviated walking tour and we checked out the Wolf Ears.





The Wolf Ears are places 40 feet across from each other and when you sit inside them, you can whisper (or have a normal conversation) and you can hear each other.  It's a fun thing on campus and Teh Running Bestie loved them.

After our campus tour, we headed to the City of Oaks Marathon Expo to pick up our race thangs.  We happened upon the Charleston/Myrtle Beach Marathon table and they had the 2018 CHS Marathon towels that Teh Running Bestie had been super disappointed she didn't get.  I fixed it and bought her a towel since she had to defer her run last year because of being a broke ass (aka surgery recovery).

We also got to preview the medals for the 2019 race.  WOOOOT!

Me: Look how big it is!
Teh Running Bestie: IT'S PINK!!!!!!!

After the expo, which was smaller than we anticipated, we had some time to kill and nothing really to do.  I messaged the AirBnB hosts asking if we could check in before 4 since we were lacking entertainment.  While we waited on a response, we hit up a Pier 1 near the place to kill time.  By 3:20 they said we could check in early and we were in the house by 3:35 being lazy.


After some coordinating, we ended up having dinner at Bad Bob's Burgers, which was a SOLID life choice.  I might go so far as to say that Bad Bob's was better than Sesame (in Charleston), unfortunately, just as expensive.  Womp, womp.  While we were at Bad Bob's the NC State vs Florida State game started.  This weekend also happened to be homecoming weekend at NC State, which Teh Advising Sister had warned me of, but I had forgotten. 

We finished our dinner and headed home during the 3rd period and we I (someone fell asleep) finished watching listening to the game on my computer (since we couldn't get the damn game to stream via the Chromecast).  NC State hasn't been particularly good this season, or in the last couple of years, but we slaughtered FSU, which brought me immense joy.

As is tradition, when we win certain athletic events, the Bell Tower is lit up red instead the standard white.  I had told Teh Running Bestie that if we won, I wanted to walk to the Bell Tower and check it out, since I'd never seen it red, in person before.  She agreed and after putting on warm clothes, we headed to the Bell Tower, which was a 2 minute walk from where we were staying.

When we arrived, it was still white, so I plopped down on a bench to wait.  As I was debating how long I'd actually wait to see this thing turn red in the "cold" and Teh Running Bestie and I were chatting, it turned red!!!!!

We were so excited.
Like we've never been in my house before when the lights have changed colors. LOOOOOL.



After taking some pics, like I do, we headed back to the house for sleeps.  We were both exhausted from walking around all day and since we had to get up early, despite gaining an hour, the extra sleep was not a bad idea.


SUNDAY

Sunday, Teh Running Bestie let me sleep in until 0605.  We had agreed to be at the start line at 0630 since the race started at 0700.  No one was in the corral, so we were able to get a start line photo.  Teh Running Bestie's Sister met us at the start line to send us off and then went home for a bit and came back to greet us at the finish line.

 
This is a hill.
Fuck hills.
Specifically, fuck run/walking up hills.

I found a little library while Teh Running Bestie was taking care of some business.

We ran onto Meredith College's campus.

Saw this disgruntled hound around mile 11.5 and it made us laugh.

ANOTHER book store.

And a final library for my "hunt", Mr. D.H. Hill library, where I did NOT spend a lot of time at during my NCSU days.

WE REACHED THE END... almost!
Only 0.1 miles left!

MEDALS!!!!!!!


#RunningBesties
#TeamBrokeAsses
#WeRunThisState (all of them).

After the race, we grabbed a Krispy Kreme doughnut and some water and headed back to the house to stretch/roll and shower.  I also ran to the end of the street to grab my sweatshirt where I had dropped it off with a kind race traffic director.  They had already left, but they had left my sweatshirt on the corner for me.  YAY!  I was willing to part with the hoodie, but not having to made me happy.

We had agreed on The Flying Biscuit for brunch.  Our food took forever to be delivered and I was getting quite stabby about it.  By the time it came, I was fighting a headache and hangar and general disgruntledness since they were already out of the mexi-nacho special that I had wanted.

Southern eggs benedict:
Biscuit, pimento cheese, bacon, hollandaise sauce with grits.

After a millionty sweet teas, a trip to the bathroom, and paying for the checks, we were finally all headed our separate ways (Teh Running Bestie's Sister and Teh Advising Sister had joined us for brunch).  I had to make a stop at the bookstore to return some ill fitting sweatpants I had purchased, and had to deal with 2 closed off streets because of the race, which made me want to punch someone.  I finally managed to make my way across Hillsborough Street, had to search a million years for a parking spot and finally ended up in my "cubby" where I parked my sophomore year and huffed it to the bookstore.

Eventually, I did make it out of Raleigh and 10 miles after I hit I-95, I stopped for a nap because I was over everything.

When you take a nap in the back seat of your car because driving is too hard and the lure of your blanket and pillow being 5 feet away is irresistible.

After my 40 minute nap, I got back on the road, updated Teh German on my arrival time, and made my way down the highway.  I did have one tantrum and lost my shit when I got into a traffic tangle near Florence and everyone was stopping for NO REASON.  I pulled up Waze to see about avoiding it, and then Thomas (my Waze voice) started talking over Claire (I'm listening to an Outlander audiobook right now) and I completely lost my shit and started screaming at my radio console to "SHUT THE FUCCCCKKKK UPPPPP!!!!"  In fact, I screamed it twice because it happened twice and that was when I realized that I was NOT ok.  Additionally, Willow doesn't have a mute button on the steering wheel and that is something that Yurtle had that I miss... that and cooled seats (in case I hadn't mentioned it this week).

I did manage to get Waze turned off, after seeing there was no avoiding the traffic, AND realizing that we were stopping/slowing down for signs that said "right lane closed ahead" exxxxxcceeeppptttt, the right lane was NOT closed ahead and the signs had not been taken down.  If that's not an accurate analogy for South Carolina, I do not know what is.

The rest of the ride went smoothly.  I tried to figure out why I'd had a meltdown, but couldn't really figure it out (other than being exhausted from running over 13 miles earlier in the day and dealing with a headache and driving 4 hours home) and gave up.  Instead, I listened to my audiobook and opted not to turn on any GPS assistance for the rest of the drive.

Now that I'm paranoid about my gas mileage estimator, I stopped in Santee to get gas and got wallet raped since 1- none of the gas stations had prices posted for their unleaded gas, 2- There were cash/credit prices, which always makes me stabby, 3- Gas was $0.30 more in Santee than Charleston, and $0.20 more expensive than anywhere else I'd passed in SC.  For once, I didn't even bother to fill up the tank and only got $20 because fuck that.

Keepin' it classy, Santee.

The I-26 Charleston Bound Speedway was extra obnoxious after I got off of I-95.  More so than usual as it started raining about 5 minutes after I got onto 26.  Everyone was driving slower than the speed limit in the left lane and as soon as you'd get into the right lane to pass because you couldn't fucking take it anymore, the left lane would speed up. 


I eventually made it home, Teh German gave me a long, much needed, hug, and helped me carry my stuff inside.  I spent some time making up for lost time with the dogs.


After Meri had given me a sufficient sniff down and we played and I petted and she whored and I tossed her mousy, I headed to do adult things, like make the meal plan and grocery list for the week.  Teh German had turned on the TV to "whatever is on Fox" and after checking to see that he was, in fact, NOT watching TV, I told Alexa to turn off the TV. 

Probably during my tantrum/meltdown, I had lost the ability to handle noise.  The TV was just that and since Teh German wasn't assisting with the meal plan and actively trying to concentrate, I made the decision that was enough TV.  Additionally, I was confident that the TV had been on for whatever time that Teh German did not spend in the garage this weekend, so the TV probably needed a break since it's not use to that kind of activity.  The noise intolerance continues on, as I almost told all the loud people who came into the lab where I was working this morning to STFU.  I went to my class instead and had to turn around and tell the guys behind me that they were, in fact, sitting right beside each other and did not need to project quite so loudly before helping them understand a homework question.

With a halfass dinner plan created (all I want is super bland food that will not upset my delicate flower belly/indigestion problems), I lugged all my shit upstairs, unpacked, stretched and rolled again, took care of my pre-bedtime activities, and put myself to bed.

Teh German is participating in Movember, so he did some facial hair reorganization that made both of us keep simultaneously keep giggling and saying, "It's just sooo weird."  Maybe Friday's post will include some transition photos.  Side note: Teh German has never NOT had facial hair since I've known him.  Thus, I have recently learned that Teh German has very soft cheeks (and I don't mean his butt).

After all the adventures, it was finally past my bedtime.

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A very fantastic weekend in the books.  I got to hang out with Teh Advising Sister and Teh Running Bestie and her sister and we had such a good time.  I had more anxiety about the race than I needed to.  My gimp toes were hurting, but not unbearably so.  There were a LOT of hills that I wasn't really prepared for, but we handled that shit like the bosses we are.  Our time was over 3 hours, but our medals were awesome, and that's why we participate anyways.

It was nice to have a school-less weekend, but I'll be making up for it this week and next weekend, since there's another race weekend in 2 weeks and Thanksgiving break is coming, which means the last push before the last weeks of the semester after Thanksgiving break.  Praise Allah this semester will end in a matter of weeks.

Tomorrow is Chaos Day for this week.  There is no class, and I will be working from home since the HVAC company is coming to replace the drip/drain pan with the hole in it.  I have a massage scheduled for 0930 (post-run massage) and I will be voting tomorrow, after hopefully determining my candidates before the end of today.

The rest of the week should be quiet other than the regular chaos daily school-work schedule. 
Wish me luck.