Superheros Unite!!!

We did it.

Husband Dion and I ran our first 5K.  It was a Superhero 5K and that part of it was super fun.  Congrats to my brother Jason, who won first in his age bracket, 7th overall (and was kind enough to circle back to run with us at the end).  

Currently he is also holding the trophy for The Acorn Games...here they sit boasting of his greatness on the fireplace mantle.

I wasn't so happy with my run, but it's been 2 weeks since our last practice run, so I kinda expected it. Participating at all in a running event is accomplishment big enough for me. 

The best part was the costumes.  Jason was Spider-Man.  Dion was Mountain Man.  I'm not sure what his superpowers were, but he was Mountain Man, because he is from the mountains. I was Linnet Hero with the superpower of slowing things down, my strength being asking regularly if we're there yet. 

What I can't figure out is why we pay to do these things.  It felt like they should be handing us twenties as we crossed the finish line.  We did go out for Thai afterwards, so that was a good incentive.  We didn't catch any bad guys unfortunately, and although Dion and I tried to fly with our capes,  that didn't work very well either (Spiderman cannot fly in the first place-he has web powers).  So it's good to be back to normal humans.  Running is really hard for me.  I will keep trying for awhile longer.  I keep saying I will stop trying one of these times, but I think I may be improving just a little bit...so we'll see...

I found this dress two summers ago for 5 dollars at Goodwill with intentions to alter it for a Bad Prom 5K.  

The back side: Look at that big bow placed at just the right spot.  The sales guy at the goodwill said it's like a giant bottle of pepto bismol.  Perfect for a bad prom.

That race was cancelled, and so I became determined to make it somehow work for this Superhero Race. Although I didn't wear what I was originally working on (wasn't feeling it)...

the over all concept stayed the same...

...lots of pink and black and white stripes.  The leg warmers are from Amazon.  They looked good, but they kept falling down. After pinning them to my shorts, they ripped holes in my shorts, and then the pins jabbed me as I ran, but Superhero racers don't stop for a little blood.  Even slow ones.

So there were some glitches, but overall it worked out.  I found the wig for a dollar at our local discount store, and changed it up a little bit.

 

I used the bottom of the dress, a car decal, and the bow from the back side of the dress to make a cape.  The gloves are actually foot socks, which I will now wear as gloves.

Here's cutie niece Tessa and me after the race.  We are practicing our strength, flexing our super power muscles. 

Sometimes she closes her eyes when putting all of her strength into muscle making.

She sure is a super cute superhero, isn't she?!

How are you making your today world beautiful?

I'm a fixer too

Have you ever had one of those weeks when your household appliances conspire together, breaking down all together?  This is that week. First the air conditioner, then refrigerator, washer, toilet...the stove burner's been out for awhile...you know, the essentials.  

Husband Dion tried something new, and paid a monthly subscription to a website telling him how to fix things.  This means I wake up to find lots of parts from lots of things spread lots of places.  Being the good wife that I am, I have decided to stay out of it.  I say "good job you".  It works best that way.  

In the midst of this, the idea to rearrange our furniture formed in my head.  It went something like "let's take this out of that room, and then replace it with this, and then this can go here, and so forth..."  and by let's, I mean me.  Once a notion begins that something of large bulk and weight must go there instead of here, it usually means it should happen now.  Husband Dion doesn't typically have the same notion at the same time, so good thing I'm a believer and a possessor of furniture-moving superwoman powers. In these moments, I twirl around, blink my eyes, twitch my nose, and the powers become mine.  

kinda creepy, huh?  This should be my getup
for the upcoming superhero 5K.

For the most part I can do it myself.  But the other night, while moving one of those put-it-together-in-an-hour, tall bookcases from Walmart, it fell to pieces.  As it fell to pieces, it smashed into husband Dion's office wall, books and everything, resulting in a fairly large hole.  "Good grief," I thought, aggravated with myself for not taking all the books off the shelf. Mentally adding "the wall" to the list of things needing repair, I carelessly carefully hid it behind another bookcase. 

It's that kind of week.

   

Surrounded by this sea of brokenness, I began feeling a need to do my part in fixing something.  That something became this fountain put together for $11 last spring. Click here for the "how to". The motor began guggle guggle guggling half way through the summer, then stopped.

I wish I could explain to you what was wrong. Instead I'll tell you that in the end I took every little, tiny piece apart. Two hours later and a lot of wetness, the puzzle was solved.

I found a something to replace the something else that was supposed to be there but wasn't, and it worked!  Then I took out a piece and turned it around (that is not supposed to be turned around), and that made it become so very quiet.  quieter than it has ever been before. 

You can imagine how happy this made me. We can once again pretend to be sitting by a quiet stream while indulging in good foods like cereal on the deck.

Now when husband Dion successfully fixes something, like the front, left side gas stove burner, as he did this morning, I can say to him, "Excellent job!  Fantastic!  Yes, that must feel quite nice to be such a good fixer!"

After all, I am a fixer too.

How are you making your today world beautiful?


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