Yesterday was one of those busy days when every one of the 4 people in my household each had their own place to be at around the same time and only 2 of those people can drive. After careful orchestration on my part, I had it covered. Which means... cue the sick child.
But I got to go where I was supposed to go. yeah me!
Before this year, I had never done a fun run, a walk for anything or even a turkey trot. Yesterday marked my second event for a charity (the first being the danskin.) I walked a 5k for the National Association for Mental Illness (NAMI) on a team urging NAMI to recognize eating disorders as a mental illness, because currently they don't. (okay. so if they aren't a mental illness, what are they? hmm?) Anywho. If you would like to vicariously support me (or my beloved team captain) you can donate here. It's not too late to donate.
Hope ya'lls weekend was swell. A big shout out to my "quasi" high school SV reunion mates in my tiny town in New York. I say quasi because I moved away in 6th grade, which means I knew them before their hair got really big. Maybe I'll make it to the next one and we can recall slumber parties on shag carpets listening to the Bay City Rollers and Billy Joel.
In other news? It rained and I made soup.