You know how I said I wouldn’t have time to fit in workouts over the next few days? Well, I got one in today. I worked out for three hours! It took more energy than a run. Left me more exhausted than lifting weights in the gym. And I wanted to collapse on the couch more than after a ton of plyometrics. What did I do? Makenzie’s 2nd birthday party. That was one tough workout!

Please forgive me that I don’t have much mental capacity left after cake, keeping up with 40+ guests (half of which were under age 3), prepping all the food/favors/decorations, etc, etc, etc. I figure its easier to read photo posts on weekends anyways. So, here you go. A photo recap of little M’s second birthday!

I think that was the quickest post ever written. I know that is all I could manage today. I have to rest up. We’re leaving for the pumpkin patch and corn maze in an hour. No breaks for this momma!!!

• Cake or ice cream? I was always an ice cream person until pregnancy. Now, cake all the way!
• Do you like planning parties? I love the end result, but do not like the prep.

Back in high school my tagline definitely wasn’t “because life is more than diet and workouts” like today. My tagline simply stated “I’m not crazy, I’m QUIRKY!” I even shouted that in the halls once before kicking my good friend Thomas in the shin the afternoon before the BIG game. Obviously, I was very mature. And he was very kind to stay friends with me after that.

My quirky nature has not ended. My sense of humor still rivals that of a teenage boy. I still employ sarcasm as often as possible. I still dance around the room singing “jiggety jag, jiggety jag” with my sister to drive Peter crazy. Don’t ask. And I still have so many odd preferences and quirks that won’t change.

I’m not crazy, I’m just quirky for…

…refusing to sleep with sheets. We have the fitted sheet and a comforter on our bed. I hate sheets. I get all tangled and I prefer feeling a soft blanket against my skin seeing as I tend to sleep, ahem, nude or just in panties. I also need four pillows to sleep comfortably right now.

….for FREAKING out if someone turns the lights off while I am in the bathroom. I have yet to recover from the scary Bloody Mary stories of my childhood and an evil practical joke my friend’s older sister played.

…for wondering strange things. While making my coffee this morning, my train of thought went to “I wonder what would happen if you brewed the coffee with milk instead of water? Would that work?” I don’t even like much milk in my coffee so why would I even think that? My mind has no rhyme or reason.

…for automatically thinking “Is it skin cancer?!” when I discover a strange spot on my arm and cannot figure out where it came from or what it is. I think it’s a bruise, though. I get bruises without knowing how quite often.

…for having to pinch M’s little booty cheeks after every bath. I just can’t resist! I wonder at what age that becomes extraordinarily inappropriate? And while we’re on that topic, at what age does it become inappropriate to shower with her, which I do regularly?

…for eating a goat for breakfast. More accurately, for being lame to see if you’re still paying attention.

…for having an intense distaste for anything resembling soggy bread. I will never try bread pudding. But, come to think of it, I will eat stuffing at Thanksgiving.

…for sitting on the floor to take pictures of my food before eating. The hardwood floors make for a prettier background!

…for using word like “Shitake mushrooms!”, “Ohhh…cean”, “Frickin A!”, etc as my cusswords. It’s better than my mom’s favorite - “Oh poodleheads!” No joke.

…for singing the Ariel song “Part of Your World” from memory, start to finish, just because I can.

Clearly I have no clue where Makenzie gets her quirks from – like having to arrange my shoes perfectly lined up in an arc every time she comes in our room.  At least she does that and not something that makes me shout, “Oh poodleheads!!”

• What’s one of your quirks?