Eric Clapton: “It’s In the Way That You Use It” (via)
I have been blasting - BLASTING - this jam on my daily treadmill adventures. It is such a perfect running song because it transports me - TRANSPORTS ME - back to freshman year at Mizzou when all we listened to was ‘Eighties preppy rock at the Kappa Alpha house. ‘EIGHTIES PREPPY ROCK.
Lindsay is a true California girl: born and raised in rural Missouri, she forged West to strike gold and ended up finding herself along the way. That’s why I’ve chosen her as my first Girl American for 2010.
Her original blog was titled “Lindsay Needs Coffee”, but I disagree. This girl has more energy and optimism than a field of java beans could ever produce. A tireless volunteer for hospice and cancer patients, she imbues her personal style with practicality and ease of movement. She has no time for clothes that slow her down, and that refusal to be inert or restrained is an inspiration.
Last Thursday Meghan and Liz welcomed twenty friends into their home to sip drinks, catch up on gossip, and swap our “gently loved” clothes. I was really looking forward to it as five months of unemployment have not been kind to the wardrobe budget, and I trusted these girls to bring amazing pieces. The swap was a smash, and everyone left with arms full of new favorites, full bellies, and promises to get together more often.
Jordan has already outlined how we swapped without chaos, so I’ll just focus on what I brought home:
I let go of a few gems as well, namely the camel wool cocktail dress that I coveted for months in the J. Crew catalog and finely bought on sale. Upon seeing pictures of myself during its sole foray out of the closet, I was horrified. Camel isn’t exactly “my” color, and all that Mad Men-esque structure made me look like a beached (camel-colored) whale. Better luck to its new owner!
I hope these swaps become a regular occurrence But if not, I can travel south. My little sisters are already inspired to host their own in Alabama, as if our less formal “swaps” (steals) aren’t enough.
grumpypantalones asked: Hold up... question numero uno: So you're not running the National Marathon? I was going to walk to the course and cheer you and your fellow runners on! Either way, I'll be cheering everyone on in DC... why oh why am I too lazy to run it (it's in my city for crying out loud). But, it sounds like your schedule is plenty full of places where you'll be hitting the pavement... so kudos to you Ms. Cary.
And, question numero dos: How long have you and the man been dating?
I want to run the National Marathon so badly, but given my (un)employment status I can’t really justify the travel expense or $90 race entry. Next year!
Thanks for the kind words - they are a big reward for my blood, sweat, and tears, and real encouragement on those lonely twenty milers (and three milers and everything in between).
As for the second question, we met on May 7, 2009. Eight months and twenty-nine days - not that I’m counting.
Transportation Secretary Ray LaHood, a Republican member of the Cabinet, feigns being a blocking back for President Barack Obama as he arrives backstage to meet with GOP House leaders before speaking to their issues conference at the Renaissance Baltimore Harbor Place Hotel in Baltimore, Md., Jan. 29, 2010. (Official White House Photo by Pete Souza)
So you see, friends, that I am not the only proof that Republicans can be cool.
Last Sunday my Sweet Baby Jane rounded up a crew of friends and traveled to Birmingham, Alabama, to run in the sixth annual Brenda LaDun Conquer Cancer 8-K Run. She finished in a very respectable 44 minutes. I am so proud of her and her buddies. They all ran in honor of my mom, a terrific gal who has been cancer free since 2008. That’s my fast little sis on the far left. Way to go, girls!
