You'd think I would grow up at some point, right?

WRONG. Given just about any excuse to be silly and have fun and you can count me in. For sure. It was the 50th birthday of a co-worker and I was not about to let a great opportunity pass me up. I was able to combine two of my favorite loves, cake and humor and turn it into something really special for the event. This, ladies and gentlemen is exactly the type of behavior that got my short story published in the Cake Wrecks book. Which, I have not even ordered a copy of for myself. Boo hiss on me. Any-who, I present to you my latest culinary challenge. Possibly better than when I did the boob shaped cheeseballs. Those were pretty good. Still, not quite up to the level of this little doozy. Don't worry. I'm not quitting my day job. Contact me for custom orders! :)

Columbus Marathon

The Columbus Marathon is one of my favorite days to call Columbus home. The race is a big one, and is a qualifying race for the Boston Marathon. So many people come out to support the runners, and it is so much fun to be a part of. We are especially lucky, because our neighborhood is along the race route, right at the 19th mile marker. Every year I get out my calculator and figure out about what time I can expect to go outside and see the race leaders go by. I have my little formula for doing this and for the last seven years my system has not let me down! (Which is more than I can say for Ohio State this season...) I have no idea why, but the combination of the camaraderie between the runners and the crowd always gets me fired up, and a little emotional. You have to admit, the time and dedication to go into preparing for a race like this is impressive. And to see the runners support one another mile after mile is really something to see. This year we got to see our friend Jurriaan whiz right by us! Rumor has it that he ran his personal best today!

Good job runners! Looking forward to cheering you on next year!

To be or not to be...

Noticed?
Whenever I get "serious" I know it is like throwing a curveball at people. I tend to keep these thoughts to myself. I'm just not a big one for inviting deep conversations. But I'll still share this one.
I was driving home today and turned at the corner. Just beyond the crosswalk there was a man attempting to get across the street, and no one was paying attention to the fact that he was trying to cross. This was a man who was visibly handicapped. Granted, he was crossing at the wrong point but it made me think.
Are we all so busy trying to get to where we need to be that we fail to notice the needs of others?
Do we overlook those people who WANT to be seen? Or those who need to be seen?
Is it too easy to not pay attention to people we perceive as invisible or those not wanting to be seen?
Guess I'll get off my soapbox now, but I can't stop thinking about that man and hoping the next intersection is not so unkind to him. For some reason it really bothered me.
My Volvo. Coming soon to an intersection near you.

I don't often do this...

But I'm going to talk in advance about what I'm reading tonight. I AM SO EXCITED! I have been waiting for this book to come out.

The New York Regional Mormon Singles Halloween Dance by Elna Baker

I have been waiting to read this, and it just came out today. Not that I was on the phone with Barnes and Noble ASAP this morning having them hold my copy. Keep your fingers crossed, but I already KNOW this is going to be a great read. I'll post deets on how much I enjoyed it. ('Cause I know I will.)

Sisters...

Let me tell you who I nominate for sister of the year. Tessa. That kid is a good sport. This past weekend was homecoming and all of the kids got together to do pictures prior to the dance. I took Caroline to see Tessa off on the big night and Caroline was just itching to get in on the action. One of the parents was gracious enough to invite Caroline into a group photo with all of the "girls" and Caroline could not insert herself into the group fast enough. All of the kids were so gracious about including Caroline. At one point Caroline thought she was not going to be in a group photo and she started BAWLING. Tessa had to come down a set of stairs to comfort her and lead her back in to the group. Love her.

When it was time to see Tessa (and her date) off, Caroline lost it. She really, really had every intention of going to the dance with her sister. When the realization hit that she was not going she told me it was the worst date ever and that she was never going on another date again. Whew. Although she did insist that she is going to prom with Tessa. Thankfully we have a few months to tackle that one.

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And the bride wore leopard print Loubies...

And let me tell you they were gorgeous. GORGEOUS. I can not believe I did not snap a photo of them. AARGH. Any-whooo, here's the deets. This weekend was the awesomely fun wedding reception for Al and Allison. No joke, the cutest and fun couple a girl could hope to befriend. My friend Kathy was my date for the evening, as she is also a big fan of the happy couple and was hoping (and requesting) that she could be my date for the event. So off in the Volvo to Louisville we went. And what could make it even better? Well gee, maybe if Kimberly could be there also. Mmmm hmmm... It was a bloggy smackdown evening. Fun any way you cut it.

I'll tell you the details as I remember them:

8:15- arrived. Late. Frazzled about that. Ugh.

8:30- Beer #1

Sometime later: DJ. More beer.

Sometime later: DJ, more beer, Lil Jon. Kimberly, tell Dave for the rest of my life this song will be associated with him in my mind. For real. Too fun.

Party ends, we decide to hop the trolley from another wedding back to their hotel. Why? Seemed like a perfectly fine idea at the time, and they invited us. So why not???

After the trolley ride: Walked to 4th Street Live.

Sometime around 4 a.m.: Back to the hotel.

Upon arrival back in Columbus and in the shower, found a huge bruise on my foot. Why is it that whenever I have a night with Kathy I come home bruised? Is she kicking me in my sleep?

This my friends, is why I don't go out and play very often. The next trolley ride in my future is in November at my 20th class reunion.

I need to lay low for a while. Whew.