Okay, so the NYC trip is probably going to take more than one post. I'll try to start from the beginning, and spare everyone the boring parts.
I applied for the LIVE! with Regis and Kelly High Heel a thon back in July, when I was home with Whitaker, and I was just perusing the website and watching the video fashion blog like I do from time to time. Or every day. Whichever you prefer. And I had to write in 200 words or less why I wanted to run the High-Heel-a-thon, and I wrote something about how my son had just had brain surgery and it would be a great pick-me-up. I also added that I have been a huge (obsessive, borderline stalker) fan of Kelly for 20 years. Seriously. I didn't intentionally play the brain surgery card, but apparently, it worked, because a couple of days before school started in August, they called me. I mean, a girl named Courtney who is an intern for Regis and Kelly called me. She said they were interested in my story and I needed to send them a video that could be only two minutes. Wow! I was so pumped.
Problem: I don't know how to make a video! I spent about three nights pouring over the computer, trying to put together a slide show with voice-overs and music and all kinds of fancy stuff that I can not do. Finally, I decided to use my webcam and record myself talking into the computer. BORING. I also sent them a slide show with music that was two minutes long, which had pictures of the boys, the dog, our family, and Whitaker in the hospital, and his head afterwards.
During the first week of school I get a participation packet via email that said I had been accepted to run in the race. I was sooooo excited! I ran all around school, searching for someone that likes me to share the news with. Found a couple of people, who, despite liking me, still looked at me weird for being so excited to be getting to run in high heels. Still, I talked my friend Missy into going with me, invited my sister down from Vermont, and began obsessing over plane reservations and hotels near the race route in Central Park.
I searched for and found a pair of shoes that were awesome. Then I got them home and measured them and learned that they were too wide at the heel. Maximum 3 inch circumference and they were about 3 and 1/8 inches. Searched for and found another pair that were four inches tall - pretty spikey at the heel.
I began practicing. This is the part where it gets humorous. I would only practice in the middle of the night - like after 11 pm - and only on our road which is dark and country. How it makes sense that I was going to go on national television and run in high heels, yet I would only practice in the pitch black, I have no idea. Anyway, the practicing was tough! I could barely run 150 yards at a speed as fast as I could. I almost threw up after everytime. Not falling and not breaking an ankle was my ultimate goal......I knew I was never a fast enough runner to win, but I didn't want to end up bloody and scraped or an embarrassing last place. Plus, it was all about just getting to see Kelly Ripa in real life. and going to New York City. and seeing Kelly Ripa.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
long time, no blog
I know, I know. Please don't be mad. both of you, who read this blog. I have been a little (or a lot) busy. Here are some of the reasons I haven't blogged in a while (since August 21):
- school started and holy crap, they suck the energy out of me!
- grad school started and I have been putting in mucho hours in the TCJSHS library (Tell City Junior-Senior High School)
- teaching my undergrad class started and I feel like I should be preparing/grading/studying for lectures
- mowing business is still in full swing, despite the recent drought, and I had to take care of all the bookkeeping
- the boys started playing all of their fall sports, for which there are practices, games, pictures, snacks, etc., etc.
- all of this adds up to one whopping pile of laundry, which I am very, very unmotivated to do
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