Mostly-Mommy

Today has been a little rough on me. See?

This morning the hubs and I went running and I twisted my ankle. You know, AGAIN. At least it was the other one this time!

After we got home I realized that some scratches I got in the mud pit were infected, hence the Hello Kitty bandage.

Later on a 5-gallon water jug flung itself out of the back of the car onto my right foot. Um, HOLY OUCH Batman! Took some skin but was kind enough to leave some bruises. Been hobbling around ever since.

Looks like tomorrow I’ll be taking a day off. Hah!

5k to be exact! This 5k to be even more exact. And also let me tell you that when they say “You WILL get muddy in our larger mud pit for 2009!” they seriously were not kidding. They had the fire department out there mudding it up right. The 2008 pictures show people crawling through mud under some flags. Today… well today the giant mud lake soaked me real good all the way to my waist and threatened to keep my shoes for itself. They WERE nice shoes I guess. Let’s not talk about my undies. Let’s just say white cotton was not a good choice.

Even with all the hills, twisted ankle and MUD PIT we still managed to finish in about 38 minutes, which makes me pretty darn proud of us. We signed up for this as motivation knowing full well that just finishing the 5k was our goal. And we did it! Yeah! I’m thinking next year we’ll do another one and try to do better, and probably cleaner. Possibly a race where I don’t spend the next 12 hours and 30,000 gallons of water trying to get mud out of EVERYTHING.

We just put our socks in the garbage. Mud WIN.

Awesome.

So let’s just say, hypothetically, that a person is out having a nice morning run. As they are going down the street they come to an alley which a car is nearing the end of. The driver smiles and waves at the runner, clearly acknowledging their presence, and then all cavalier-like whips out into the street nearly mowing down said runner. It would be totally reasonable, hypothetically, to later smash in all the windows of that car with a brick right? Or would it be more appropriate leave a week’s worth of poopy diapers in their glove compartment? Any other suggestions?

Hmmm, turns out this is less of a Random Thought Thursday more of Random Poll of Awesome Acts of Vengeance.

Last week we took a trip up to Omaha with my mom and left the Babydaddy home to install quarter round in our bedroom. Win!

We spent some time playing around downtown (and I had the sunburn to show for it, meh) went to the Durham Museum, then checked into our hotel for some swimming. It is truly amazing the beating I took from my children while in that pool. Later we went to the Upstream Brewery for dinner which is pretty friendly to the little ones I must say. Or maybe it was the “brewery” part that was plenty friendly to me!

The next morning we ate the hell out of our complementary breakfast and headed out to the Henry Doorly Zoo. While driving down the highway my mom said, “Why does Zoey keep saying there’s a boy on the roof?” I found out moments later when my mom looked back at me with terror in her eyes — “Okay, don’t freak out,” she says to me. GUESS WHAT I DID. Just take a wild guess what happened when I whipped my head around to look at my headrest and the gigantic, flying, STINGING monster perched atop it. Thankfully my mom knows not to let an explosively terrified person such as myself stare THAT in the face for too long and pulled over on the shoulder. Turns out “Boy on the roof” = “Hideous insect on your headrest.” Who knew? They should give you some sort of translation manual with your kid. Hey, at least she tried to warn me.

Anyhoo, after that the day HAD to get better right? And it did! The Omaha zoo is AMAZING. It deserves every one of those capitol letters, people. AMAZING.

The Desert Dome

Inside the Desert Dome were these creatures, I don’t remember what they were called but they reminded me of fat lapdogs. They were high up on the cliffs:

So I’m looking up there and I am SURE those things are stuffed. Completely motionless, staring at some random fixed point, looking completely apathetic. A Zookeeper came by and I asked her if they were alive. She assured me they were then repeatedly clapped her hands and yelled at them. NOTHING. I’m still not sure I believe her.

The Desert Dome was amazing up top but when you got down below, deep in the depths of the Night Kingdom… wow. There is an entire swamp down there with alligators and everything. Just wow. And don’t get me started on the aquarium with the tube you walk through. I might have to go live there. I would stay in the Cat Complex, because seriously could there be a more perfect name?

Hila Monsters are just so darn huggable!

Nick and my mom rode the train but Zoey and I hung back, mostly from the terrified screeching “NOOOOO! I scary! I scary!” She rode the carousel instead.

The next picture is probably my favorite. We were watching the Peacocks tending to their adorable little Peacock babies darting in and out of the Prairie Dog holes when I noticed a little something else going on over on the other side of the hill.

Yes, dear friends, that is a vulture eviscerating and nomming a dead rat. This zoo is very educational!

I can’t leave you with that so here is a cute picture of the four of us enjoying an old-timey chocolate malt at the museum. Awww! Aren’t we cute!

(BTW, new pics up at Karrmedia!)