Back by unpopular demand

so i may or may not have forgotten my pass word to get into this space. and much to my dismay, blogger has made all of these weird and wild changes that are making it slightly difficult to navigate. so my unsincere apologies if this dribble is that much harder to read. where did i leave off? oh yes, dick clark was a young man, korea was one country and mc nuggets were a healthy white meat. yes, that sounds about right where my last post lived. so what have i been doing you might ask? i quit my job. best decision ever. seriously. it had been a long time coming and those of you who know me well know that it was not a happy place. i would equate it with cleveland. it was indeed a factory of sadness. so i quit that b*tch. i now have not one but two part time jobs. both of which allow me to work when i want. and dont interfere with watching ellen or napping with the dogs. its heaven. granted there is no pile of money waiting for me at the end of each week, but i can do without. thank gosh bobby is happily employed and allows me to be a slack a$$ wife. i'm award winning material in that category. i had the dumb luck to tear my hamstring right about march, when i toed the line to race an open half. timing for me is always impeccable. rather than quit at mile 8 when the pain was seething, i chose to hobble on, merely because i had no idea when the paddy wagon would come and find me. its slowly getting better. i may or may not have googled hammy transplant, just to see what my options were. and like any good dumb runner i have done three races in recent weeks, to the complete dismay of my PT. but i also tell him funny stories (like the time i messed up my gang signs and accidentally called a dude out...) so he loves me. the PT. not the dude. anyway not much in the way of long runs lately. or speed. so that is sucking. i raced a half IM this past weekend. much respect to you fools who do that on purpose. you can read about my suicidal experience here or i can sum it up... in my own special way... smelly town. dreams of bed bugs. yikes. breakfast of champions. lack of directions. my team rocks. bad ass aero helmet that i am so not fast enough to wear. wet suit legal in boiling hot water. conspiriacy by blue seventy. i am unable to swim straight. on the bike. rolling. love the bike. hear me roar. oh wait..hmmm thats odd. stop. thats odder. stop. bewildered on the side of the road. headset loose. four letter words. outside help. penalty. pissed off kari. ride harder. start running. bad. keep running. worse. sofreakinghot. lights out. game over. longest span of my life. i curse you half distance. the health battle still rages on. but that is depressing so we will pretend its a DVR'd episode of 2 broke girls and fast forward through the whole thing becuase there are no good parts. ever. i have attempted and failed at twitter. or tweeting or twittering. i am intimidated by hashtags. what can i say. nothing of consequence happens to me that i can sum up in 140 characters. no, its not that i'm so very complex. i'm that much of a bullsh*tter. i need an entire data plan to just talk about going to the grocery. so with that i will say good night. the next time you hear from me brittany will once again be crazy, we will be at war with canada and the hunger games trilogy will be available on DVD... or blue ray.

wait, its 2012? are you sure?

so yep. if you really miss all my way funny jokes and commentary on life you can pop on over HERE . its been awesome writing about something I love. i've taken alot of ribbing on the abrupt ending. and yes some of it quite funny, i give credit where its due, but please people, if you are going to diss make sure it plays out ok in real life and not just sound good in your head. i'm working on that too.

and well i'm busy watching the batchelor. admit it. so are you. who can miss such a hot mess.

on the TRI front, i'm back to some training, just trying to manage and most of all work the recovery so my old haggered and somewhat uncooperative body can get back in the saddle. some interesting things brewing for 2012 that hopefully can get tied up in a pretty little bow soon. stay tuned, if you care.

the other bulk of my life is spent right here. at the factory of sadness. errrr i mean work. i'm not sure if its gotten worse or if my tolerance has been maxed out. remains to be seen. but the happy side to that is once again the perk-a-lator is up and bubbling and quite possibly some changes might be on the horizon.

could i be more vague? probably not. and i hate those people on FB who post things like "i just got the worst news" OR "so excited about the new addition". so my apologies for sounding like my pet peeve.


signed,
snarky.


home made chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream a la bobby.


sweet new splish a la bradbury

thanks for both!

LOST

an actual post of recent events to come. just too much going on.. and the priority has been the other blog..this one got deleted and probably for good reason.. but i'm bringing it back.
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getting all wrapped up in the holiday spirit. here's my weekend up date version of the 12 days of christmas. sing it. really.



12 miles running (err ok 13)



11 bourbons pouring



10 ladies dancing



9 steelers winning



8 hours sleeping (all weekend)



7 elivs sightings



6 Who Dats saying



5 reeeeeee-ally strong drinks (the rest were merely mild)



4 swimming shrimps (in creole sauce)



3 Brees TDs



2 giddy girls



And a honey badger in the heisman hunt.



and the accompanying evidence....maybe later i'll write the full story.



or head on over to DAMIE.. she made me do it.



and i swear the party is almost over and training will commence momentarily. maybe.