Friday, I went to a work meeting but ended up taking a half day because Lizzie wasn't feeling well. However, magically, once 4:00 rolled around and all the kids were out playing, she felt fine. A miracle, I tell ya! Anyway, I tried to enjoy the extra time at home because it is my favorite place to be. I started watching the new Netflix documentary "Making a Murderer." If you never heard about this show, here's the deal. A guy named Steven Avery as falsely accused and convicted of a rape and serves 18 years in prison when clearly all evidence points at someone else and not him. He is finally cleared by DNA but then decides to sue the town for shady police work and such. Then a woman goes missing and he is arrested for her murder but this time there is a ton of evidence, that just seems a little too convenient. Also, he has a nephew of very low intelligence who testifies against him. The 16 year old boy clearly has an intellectual disability and was interviewed without a parent and in a way that provided him with very leading questions so they would get the answers they wanted. Their agenda was very apparent. All I can say is "Wow!" I am one of the biggest police supporters in the world but these people were clearly some of the most corrupt, unprofessional and dishonest people out there. THEY give law enforcement a bad name. People like them are one of the reasons why people don't like cops. Now, I will say that as I keep watching, I am starting to question Avery's guilt. I'm only on episode five so I'm interested to see what my opinion is once finished.
Saturday, I got up early and ran one my 5Ks (New Year's). I just wasn't feeling it though. My friend, Maria, and I always say that we're either feeling it or not. I was NOT. It was very foggy, chilly and a little breezy, which normally wouldn't bother me but my ear started aching and then I was miserable. I think we ran it in about 44 minutes which was five minutes slower than my previous. It was a little disappointing but better than nothing.
I also went to the spa to have my nails done. My girl, Lauren, recommended the Toi manicure for my dry nails. This included a hot oil scrub on my hands and arms, a thick, creamy lotion massage on my hands and arms and a hot paraffin wax dip and mask on my arms. It was Ah-maz-ing. I could totally get use to that. The only problem is I was there for about an hour and my ADD kicks in and I hate sitting still for so long. Opi has a new Hello Kitty line and I ended up getting his pink, glittery polish called "Starry Eyed for Dear Daniel." After that, I did a little shopping to try to find some new shorts. I've dropped two sizes and have a cruise and Key West trip coming up and need shorts. Thankfully, Old Navy had a few selections in store and more online. I'm all set now.
Sunday, Lizzie and I ventured out to Aventura Mall. I was on the search for some heels or wedges that I've been eyeing at Nordstrom. Lizzie was on the search for anything that cost money. We started out by having lunch at Cheesecake Factory. We decided to share the nachos but when they came Lizzie looked disgusted and said she wasn't going to eat them because they had "stuff" all over them and she thought it would be just cheese. Now, who gets nachos with just cheese? So, I tell her she can order something else but I start eating the nachos which is weird because it looks like I ordered myself food and nothing for my daughter and I felt like everyone was watching me because they had stuck us in this ridiculous enclave right next to the 383 people waiting for their table and next to the server's station.
We go to Nordstrom and I find all the heels I've been eyeing but decide I don't really like either one of them in person. I'm not really a heel person and would most likely never wear them to work but I wanted a pair for the two cruises we have coming up. Actually, I don't even own a pair of heels now. It's just not compatible with the kind of work I do. I dress comfortably for work and wear jeans and flip flops most days (because I literally give chase to kids through the school at least 2-3 times a week, no lie...that topic could be a blog post itself). I do find the Michael Kors wedges I've been eyeing and try them on. I love them but Lizzie talks me out of it, reminding me that they will most likely be worn once and then they'll sit in my closet with my other wedges that I had to have and never wear. She's right and I hate that I listened to my nine year old because I really wish I had gotten those wedges yesterday.
The rest of the weekend was pretty boring and uneventful, unless you count me running out of gas in the grill or closing the garage door on my Mercedes (no marks, thank goodness).
Oh! I almost forgot that I did run a 4-miler Sunday night. It was a last minute decision and my stomach was full of steak but I thought "what the heck." I started off slow and walked some little spurts here and there but decided to pick up the pace big time for the last mile. I had my fastest time for a mile on that last mile and my fastest time for a four mile run. Here's the deal...I still hate running. I don't enjoy it for the most part. What I do like is pushing myself to try to beat times that I have in my head and I like the sense of completion. I know that I have to workout and exercise to continue to keep off the pounds, especially when I eat things like nachos for lunch. So, when I do these runs, even though I usually hate it, I feel good when I'm done.
Adios for now...off to enjoy my extra day off from work. Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. day.
XOXO,
Emily
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