Whew! I had to blow the dust off in here.
I apologize for my absence. With life getting in the way of fun and the recent slaughtering of cops, I pretty much had the wind knocked out of my sails.
Plus...school is starting up and time for me to become a volleyball mom. Sort of. I kind of like the background and don't get too crazy like the other mothers. I submit my baked goods and sit at the top row of the bleachers next to the exit. They think I'm weird. But why, Fargo, don't you want to shake your pom poms and run the concession stand? Yeah. No. But let me donate to your cause and give you sticky stars for being a better mother than me. I love to watch my kiddo and support her all the way, but being a rock star school mom is still a work in progress.
My latest from uniform stories is here. It was a struggle as I went on vacation and rushed, so I apologize profusely for its lack of pizzazz.
That's about it.
My life in a paragraph.
Fall races are coming up. I decided to skip the rest of the summer ones because even at 0700 it is hotter than a witch's tit. I ran one in Wyoming heat at 93 degrees and about died. Call me a wuss. I admit it.
So...hopefully I will be in tip top shape for fall shenanigans.
In the meantime...hug a cop. But announce the incoming...or be thrown to the ground. Sudden movements are met with caution nowadays.
Be safe. Be alert. Be vigilant.