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Bragging Rights

The chubby girl on the left is me. The not chubby girl on the right is Older Sister. We were running to the finish at the USAF 5k in September. Older sister beat me by a few seconds. She’s beaten me at three different races over the past year. I thought she’d like photographic proof of her win so this is one of her Christmas presents from me.

It’s not the best picture of us but it’s now one of my favorites.


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November 9

I’m supposed to participate in this race tomorrow.  It’s held each year to raise money for the Honor Flight program . . . a program that takes vets to Washington, DC to see their memorials while they are still able . . .

We wanted to get my Dad on one of those flights but by the time they opened it up to the Korean War vets, it was too late . . . Dad’s medical conditions made it too difficult for him to participate in a trip.

So for the last couple of years, I’ve signed up for the race so that another vet will be able to make the trip that Dad couldn’t . . and this year they offered the option of adding the name of a veteran on the back of the shirt as a tribute to their service . . . and this year, I added Dad’s name . . .

I told you that story to tell you this story . . .

The weather here in my little part of the country has turned very cold.  There’s a wind chill advisory for tomorrow morning . . . and there’s a chance that there might be snow on the ground at the time of the race.  Now I’m not a serious runner . . . heck I don’t even run I just walk really fast.  I’ve skipped out on races before because of the weather and I’ll probably skip out on this race . . . but I HAD to have this shirt . . . it has Dad’s name on it . . . and it’s being held on the USMC’s 243rd birthday . . . and if I didn’t do the packet pick-up I wouldn’t have the shirt . . . so I made the trip 38 minutes down the crowded freeway with Friday Evening Traffic . . . to the pick-up location that is in the middle of a popular location for dinner and other evening activities . . . and I hate driving to this particular location . . . I hate driving on this particular freeway in the dark . . . but I HAD TO HAVE THAT SHIRT . . .

So . . . I have the shirt . . . I’m honoring my Dad . . . I pushed myself beyond my comfort zone to make the trip there and back . . . and I celebrated my accomplishment by ordering Chipotle on the way home and eating guac and chips with Rocky and Millie.

Happy Marine Corps birthday, Dad . . .



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What’s That Clicking Noise?

Living alone and having with a hearing impairment can be a little scary at times. I have hearing aids but I don’t generally wear them when I’m home at night. I figure that as long as the dogs are around, they will let me know if someone is at the front door or if something interesting is going on outside.

For the last day or so I’ve heard a noise every time I walked into the spare bedroom. It’s a metallic sound – not really a click and not quite a clank and not really loud – and it always seems to stop whenever I stop to try and figure out what the heck I’m hearing.

Is it the furnace? It is the wind making the windows rattle? Is the halogen light in the room going to blow up? Is Millie’s crate falling apart? Is the antique bed that belonged to Prince Charming’s Grandmother falling apart? Did I drop something behind the bookcase?

Since I can’t figure out what it is – and I can’t explain the noise well enough for someone else to come listen to it and figure it out – I decided to leave my hearing aids in and try to solve the mystery myself.

Remember that wonderful medal rack I bought for myself at the USAF Expo prior to the USAF 5k I did back in September? (Oh, yea, I bought a medal rack at the USAF Expo to display my medals! At the moment there are 14 medals on the rack.)

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Ain’t it purty?! (The rack, not the wall behind the rack!)

Turns out the noise is the medals on the rack clanging together when I walk through the room.

Okay, so I’m laughing that the fact that 1) I have enough medals to fill up a medal rack and 2) medals for races that I didn’t think I wanted to do are making that much noise and have been driving me crazy all week!

Life here is certainly never boring!!

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The Last Race

Over the weekend, I went to Cleveland to run the “A Christmas Story” House 5k.  Yes, I know that running a race in Cleveland in December isn’t a very smart idea . . . but there’s a special reason why I had to do this race.

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This is the last of the races that Prince Charming and I had planned to do together.  We wanted to be part of the first annual race back in 2013, but registration was closed by the time we found out about it.  In true Prince Charming style, he smiled at me with that twinkle in his eye and said “It’s okay, honey.  We’ll do it next year.”

And “next year” was a mere 11 months after his death and three weeks before my first Christmas without him . . . and I couldn’t bring myself to do it.  But I said quietly to myself “It’s okay.  I’ll do it next  year.”

On Friday afternoon, my bestie and I drove to Cleveland.  We checked into our beautiful hotel, we had some excitement because George W. Bush was at an event at hotel we were staying in, and we had fun exploring the casino that is in the building that was the department store in the movie.  We had dinner at the buffet at the casino and discovered that we really can’t eat as much as we used to!


Saturday morning all we had to do was get up, get dressed, and walk out the door of the hotel to the start line.  There are advantages of staying at the host hotel!!


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I swear I’ve never seen so many people in pink bunny suits in one place in all my life!!

It was a fun race.  It wasn’t too cold.  It was a bit cloudy but no rain during the race.  And the finish line for the 5k was at the A Christmas Story House.  I’m proud to say that I finished in a little over 43 minutes – somewhere near a personal best for me.

And yes it was a hard race for me emotionally.  I remembered the trip that Prince Charming and I took to Cleveland for my 49th birthday.  I remember visiting the A Christmas Story House . . . and I remembered his promise to run this race with me.  Okay, he would have run and I would have walked and he would have to wait for me at the finish line.

I’m glad I kept the promise to do this race.


And I’m really excited that I’ve already signed up to do it again next year!!




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