Werk out

Today I'm going to try crossfit with my bff and I'm scared out of my mind. I just wanted to pop in here before I go and proclaim a few things:

1. If I die, somebody please cook the last bit of bacon in the fridge in my honor.

2. If I get injured in some way because of my weak bod, somebody please eventually come looking for me at the crossfit place and carry me out.

3. If I happen to love it and want to do it every day, somebody please shoot me when I start talking about it all the time on Facebook. JK. No not really. Shoot me.

 

 

Photos from Dallas, Texas.

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Bees!

My brother Brent is a funny, funny man. He has always kept me laughing with his antics and funny impressions, etc. Brent and I have a lot of character traits in common- but he is like the better version of me. Funnier, smarter, more artistic, all of it. I'm ok with that! He is so fun to be around. 

One particular trait about Brent is that he is absolutely, completely, afraid of bees. He has this whole shtick about bees that will kill you with laughter, it's so funny. He's not really a fan of any insect or bug, but bees are probably the worst offender. 

I, also, was not a fan of bees for most of my life, except in the abstract. I know they make flowers and fruits and vegetables and lots of factors in life possible. For some reason they just seem a bit scary to me, and lots of other people, too- those little tiny stingers can cause a lot of pain. FOR LIKE 5 MINUTES. 

That's the crazy thing. I am so afraid of being stung by a bee- but I know the pain lasts for a very small amount of time. Still, I will curse bees' name and fear them and freak out when one lands on me, as if I'm about to die. It's a thing. The struggle is real.

One day I was invited out to a house in Virginia where a mother and her daughter keep bees. It was promised to be a fun and educational afternoon, and yes I was terrified. But an "in denial" type of terrified. I took the assignment because I like to face my fears. Or, in other words, I like to torture myself.

I hate to give spoilers, but I survived the photography assignment. AND, I loved bees so much by the time I left, that I wanted to be a beekeeper myself someday. Turns out bees are super important and the world only revolves because of them. JK. But not really.

Here's an interesting article for your reading pleasure. 

 

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Cheeeeeeeto

If you are sick of my obsession with hot cheetos, I completely understand if you stop reading/unsubscribe/kill me.  But!  The internets gifted this to me yesterday and I just wanted to pass it on to the four of you who are also obsessed with nasty hot chips. 

I just wish my kids could have been involved in the making of this!  Geez, who am I kidding... I wish I was in it. 

Watch 20 seconds and you'll have the idea, no need to watch it all!

 

Photos from Calgary, Alberta, Cananda.

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Repeat

I get obsessed with certain songs on my iPod and play them over and over and over. Most of the time I play them with headphones so that my obsession doesn't affect anyone. But sometimes I inflict the song on passengers in the car, namely the two kids that follow me around everywhere. Isaac is starting to push back. It's so funny! He hates phrases or rhythms in music that are super repetitive. So, if I happen to become obsessed with a repetitive song, this is like Isaac's personal hell.

I only know that because he told me yesterday, "Mom. This song on repeat is my own personal hell." 

Oops.

 

Photos from a Best Idea Session in NYC.

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