September week 1: I competed in the Hy-Vee triathlon Championships. This is championships for normal people like me. You have to qualify and you then race against the best of the normal people (not pros). My dad went with me again this year and we went to a new Husker bar in Des Moines for the first Husker game of the season. The night of race day we went to the Goo Goo Dolls and Lifehouse concert in my hometown. It was awesome. Lifehouse sings the song that was the theme for the movie of The Time Traveler's Wife, my most favorite book of all time, and I seriously was shaking. I know that sounds stupid but I just love that story to no end and the song gives me goosebumps and makes me want to cry every time. I think about that story every day. It's hard for me to put into words how much I love it. Goo Goo Dolls sing one of my most favorite songs of all time as well, "Iris." I've dreamed of hearing that song live since I was in grade school watching VH1's top 20 video countdowns in the summertime. Happiness.
September Week 2: Since I had a race the weekend after my birthday, I waited to celebrate my 25th until this week. We went out to the Candle(Scandal)light Lounge, a place my friends have talked so much about but I had yet to have the pleasure of experiencing. It was everything I dreamed it would be and more. You can imagine what it's like by the name Scandalight. I also tailgated all day for the first time. I usually go to a Husker game every year, but I've never just hung out in Lincoln and tailgated all day. Best time eva! And my friend Jenny got me a super cute tank (we matched) and we got complimented left and right. I have the best friends. Good looking.
September Week 3: I started going to a new yoga class. I love it. It's the first time I've had to pay for a membership to go somewhere to work out though. Namaste.
September Week 4: I got to be support for a race! I've never got to cheer someone else on or help them run a race because I've always been the runner. Go, team, go.
September Week 5: Oh, baby. Crossed something off of my bucket list: rode the crap out of a mechanical bull. It's time for Boots and Wangs again. My friends and I needed an excuse to wear cowgirl boots more often so we decided last year we'd start going out for wings and wearing boots because why wouldn't you? We did it at a bar (that didn't have wings, mind you) this time in Counciltuckey that had saddles to sit on at the bar. Win.
My cousin Josh also got married this week. I hope I'm not hated for this someday, but we're sitting there during the wedding and, of course, (well not really of course because I haven't had a date to a wedding in 2 years, but anyway) my date is sitting next to my dad. My family is sitting in the first two rows on the groom's side and during the Lord's Prayer, someone rips one. I'm fuming. I'm seriously pissed because I'm sure it's my dad. A. How rude. B. How embarrassing in front of my date. After the wedding I turn to scold my dad and everyone in my family turns to him we are all just laughing and my cousin Nicole tells us it was her three year old daughter. That Nicole felt her lift her little butt cheek and let one go. My whole family could hear it. Epic.
And here's a picture of Tannie and me because he looks so handsome:
And I feel everyone should see this sweet video of my cousin's son Marin:
Moves.
I promise October is coming. And I'll be writing again. Maybe I'll even share my enthralling research paper.
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