Turkey Trot 2014

The 10 mile Turkey Trot might be one of my favorite races. You get a shirt, a free turkey, and 10 miles is challenging distance without messing with your head. This year was a bit warm and rainy, but after last year's 18 degree temps, I'll take upper 50's and wet clothes. 

No records were going to be set this day. Paul and I had gone to a wedding of some of our friends from college the night before and even though we took it easy, beers were still had and I don't think they mean cupcakes when they talk about carb-loading.

The wedding was fun, and it was nice to see people I haven't seen since college but man, I felt old that night. Several times they would play a song and everyone would jump onto the dance floor and I'd be left at the table thinking: "I don't know this song. How did all these people learn how to do this dance? Should I be concerned that the bride's grandma can 'wobble' and I, well IDK. I just IDK!" 

Also someone made a joke about an "8 ball" and I was like, "Oh I don't play pool" but really they were joking about drugs. Yup, I'm old and a bit of a square, but that's part of my charm. 

We called it a night at 9:15. 

Old. Nerds.

The next morning was race day. Thankfully the race wasn't until 9:30. Beer and Cupcakes.

The girls decided to level down to the 2 mile to help with a recovering knee injury. Paul and I went ahead with the 10 mile because I'm on a mission to burn calories to offset my wine and cupcake intake. Paul ran with me again this year because . . . well because of beer. He drank beers the night before and that was enough to slow him down to my more modest pace.

 

 

I tried really hard to look for the photographers and smile(ish) this year - normally they catch me when I am grimacing or using my shirt to wipe sweat from my forehead (I'm so Fancy). 

My girls never let me down and they met us at mile 6 to run us in to the finish line.

 FINISH LINE! 

Official time: 1:29:08  8:55/mile

NO-vember

 In the early days of this blog, I used to feel bad if I didn't update weekly. NOW, I feel bad for that poor girl from 2009. I don't feel true blog-neglect guilt until I'm down to a monthly post. Which is this post. 2019 me will be laughing her buns off reading this - we will be lucky to get a yearly update if I follow my current rate of decline. 

November has been a blur. But here are the highlights.

The first weekend I spent in Chicago with my mom, sister, sister-in-law, and brother. It was a fantastic opportunity to spend time together and indulge in a lot of retail therapy. We stayed in downtown Chicago one night and spent the other at their house in North Chicago. 

 

 Momma T and I - just boarded the flight! We were so excited to be getting away! 

 Having drinks on the 96th floor of the Hancock Building was awesome. I sat right on the window - my leg was touching the glass. I'm not at all afraid of heights (thank goodness!) and it was amazing to be able to look straight down the side of the building.

American Girl: This store is my happy place. I'm 30 and I still drooled over the Samantha doll accessories the same as I did when I was 8. Never grow up.

 a "little" retail therapy

 And some running therapy. 11 miles along base, beach, and trail (at triple the elevation I'm used to!) didn't do much for my IT band, but getting to hang out with my 'little' brother for a couple hours was great. I'm trying to talk him into running a race with me next year!

The next weekend was devoted to Christmas decorations. Now, many of you might be under the impression that Thanksgiving has to pass before Christmas can begin. I call you amateurs. Thanksgiving is a meal - a delicious one, true. In fact, it's my favorite meal. But once November 1st rolls around, Christmas season is GAME ON. We were late to the party this year and waited until the 2nd weekend to Deck our Halls.

 It turned out to be perfect timing, too - 3 inches of snow fell Saturday night. 

Snow outside+Christmas tree inside=Megan's Happy Place.

 Em's a Winter Beauty. 

 School Portraits 2014. I want to smoosh their cheeks and hug them tight. Let them be little forever, please. Wait . . . amendment: Let them learn to sleep all night and until at least 7:30 on weekends BUT also let them stay little forever.

 Paul took Lulu to a Newman Basketball game. She doesn't own any Newman gear (whoops) so we went for a color theme - Newman's colors are blue and red, so a patriotic tee is sort of the same thing right? Love thy country and the Jets.

Sweet sisters.

Halloween 2014

I'm a whole holiday behind. I"m writing about Halloween on Thanksgiving. *shakes head in shame*

Halloween 2014 was awesome! Last year, Paul was in Canada on a business trip so I went it solo with my girlies and I HATED it. DESPISED. LOATHED. But this year, all was right with the world and despite some chilly temperatures, we enjoyed the evening out with Lexi, the Fairy Princess, and Emma, the Sparkle Witch. 

 Emma's preschool class went on a trick-or-treat parade through the school. I was able to tag along when they stopped by the gym and Lulu's class happened to be in P.E. just then. I LOVE being able to capture these sweet moments! 

 Lexi the Fairy Princess

 Emma the Sparkle Witch. 

Do these costumes look a little familiar? I wasn't able to make NEW tutu costumes this year (time=zero) so the choices were store bought or tutus we already owned. Since it just wouldn't be a Holding Girl Halloween without a gigantic tutu, both opted to create costumes out of existing tutus. 

Did you know I'm a FOOL for Halloween? I love dressing up and even though I'm 30 and extremely mature and respectable (right?), I just can't resist pulling all the teachers at school down the rabbit hole with me. This lovely lady, my Miss Clavel, is my partner in ridiculous crime. We chose 'Children's Literature' as the teacher theme this year, and we were Madeline and Miss Clavel. I love that our faculty played along - it was one of our best years yet!