Marathon with wine and cheese breaks -
Le Marathon du Medoc - which takes place around Pauillac near Bordeaux on 13 September - sees runners dress up in Carnival-themed outfits to run the 26-mile (42.2km) circuit. Along the way they can tuck into a banquet of French delicacies from oysters to ice cream, washed down with glasses of fine wine.
Participants get a rather generous six-and-a-half hours to complete the race, allowing time for pit stops at various chateaux lining the route.
I have a friend who ran (“ran?”) this marathon over the weekend and I am obsessed.
Let me clear on one thing: Six-and-a-half hours is not at all a “generous” amount of time to “run” 26.2 miles while also enjoying oysters, ice cream, cheese, and wine.
In theory this seems like an awesome event. But really? I’d be better off running the race with just water and (margarita flavored) Shot Bloks sloshing around in my stomach and saving the wine for after I cross the finish line.
I cannot wait to hear all about it.
Patrick had a good facial expression weekend.
Patrick has figured out how to turn on the music on his Little People school bus!
Now I need to crush his soul by secretly removing the batteries when he’s napping.
Sorry, kid. You don’t get to have the upper hand.
I want to be a person who isn’t annoyed by just about everything and everyone.
I think I do a good job of hiding my annoyance (for the most part and never around Jason) and eventually letting it go. However, I wish I just didn’t feel it to begin with. It’s such a miserable emotion.
Book review time!
(A book that I got for free in exchange for this review.)
Until You’re Mine by Samantha Hayes
Claudia is a happily married, career-driven social worker, with twin step-sons and a baby on the way. She hires Zoe as a live-in nanny to help her around the house while James, her husband, is stationed on a submarine.
Zoe seems like the perfect fit for Claudia’s busy life and growing family but something feels a little off. Claudia can’t put her finger on exactly what it is about Zoe that makes her feel so uneasy but it’s there and she’s determined to figure it out.
Meanwhile, several pregnant women have been violently attacked in the area in which Claudia lives…
This is a tough book to summarize because I don’t want to spoil any of the plot twists. Therefore, I’ll keep this review short and sweet.
I loved Until You’re Mine. This book is a total page turner. It’s creepy and layered and very well written. I stayed up way too late to finish it and was totally surprised by the ending. (In fact, I was surprised by all the little twits and turns.) If you like psychological thrillers then you 100% need to add this to your must-read list.
Vegas, you are such a strange place.
The Sunday Night Depression is hitting me hard tonight.
You’re so pretty, Boulder.
Today was weird.
My flip flop broke while I was walking up Chestnut to pick up my dry cleaning. Thankfully, I was across the street from the Gap. However, I still had to walk across the street with one bare foot, in daylight, totally sober.
Then I got home and my VPN token thingy kept saying “erased” instead of the code to basically do my entire job. IT was able to help me out pretty quickly and now I have some technology on my phone instead of a clunky thing on my keychain. (Insert old lady emoji here.)
Patrick’s daycare did a little shuffling with the toddlers and now his best friend is in a different classroom. (Along with three other kids he talks about all the time.) I’m obviously more upset than he is about this and am trying to sit on my hands and trust the professionals. He can’t move to this new classroom until he’s two and apparently most of his friends are older than him by several months. I have some concerns about this change and I’m not sure a) if they are valid and b) how to address them. I need a child development expert resource right about now.
But, on a positive note we finished Happy Valley (loved it) and I’m all packed.
The day before a trip (a solo, week long, bridesmaid in Boulder then business lady in Vegas trip this time) is always total chaos. Like, how much work, errand running, and stress can I fit into my waking hours?
Looking forward to stuffing the entirety of my closet into a giant suitcase and calling it a day around midnight.
I’m gonna blame it on the short week this time… (But binge watching Happy Valley last night did not help.)