Tuesday meme: Tooting my own horn



I'm tooting my own horn because I ran 12 kilometers in the pouring rain, all the while muttering: 'I can do this, I can do this!'

And then I did!
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Running a business

All around me people are succesfully selling their stuff online. So I decided to make a quick buck too and sell my cowboy boots. They look great, but my poor toes have filed a complaint, claiming unreasonable cruelty.

I set the date for a photo shoot with my dear husband, and rucked up my skirt to show off my merchandise.

I didn't get any offers.

I did however get one email stating: 'Could you please hike up your skirt a bit higher? We can't see the boots.'

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Mellow mom

I've decided to stop my belly dance lessons and instead go for a run on Tuesday mornings. This will free up my evenings.

I did enjoy the belly dancing lessons until our teacher told us to 'do whatever you want!' There I stood like a terrified bunny in the glare of oncoming traffic with absolutely no idea what to do. While all around me people were dancing their hearts out, I could think of only one thing: 'When are we finished?' Obviously I'm not cut out for a career as a belly dancer.

I prefer the solitude of a long run, where I actually líke to do whatever I want. Should I go to the right, or to the left? Shall I go urban or rural?

This morning I went both, and ran a 10 miler.

And now you can just call me mellow mom, because I'm all serene and everything. Falling cups? I don't mind.
Muddy footsteps on my kitchen floor? I shrug it off.
Cereal on the ceiling? I just smile.

There's nothing like a ten miler to give me a feeling of peace and tranquility.
Or feeling too tired to talk or walk or care anymore.
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Who's in charge?

Sometimes I look around me and I see these five lovely children, and I can't help but wonder: who in heaven's name left mé in charge?!

Who is this irresponsible person and where can I find him or her, because I'ld like to have a word!
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Sunglasses

'Sunglasses, oohoo, to hide behind,' sang Tracy Ullman.

I certainly like to hide behind a pair of sunglasses while I'm running. It's much better if the world can't see my longing to take a break.

Also, it gives me a pleasant sense of being invisible. So when I see some men coming towards me shouting the inevitable: 'Can't you go any faster', I can pretend I didn't hear them.

Hm, maybe I should start wearing them around the children.
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