Titles Are For Days That Aren’t Monday

It’s Monday again. It is Thanksgiving week. I am going for two cups of coffee today. Maybe snort some pixie stix too. It could only help at this point.

I haven’t had this tired of a Monday in a while. I suppose that’s what all the traveling this weekend did to me. And all the baby holding. You will be relieved to know that the baby is still alive and well after the holding.

becca and baby

Just waiting to misplace my hands and cause her head to pop off.

After I successfully didn’t kill my godchild, I finally completed the run for which I have been training. Remember, that was why I was going to the gym so much. No attractive males involved there.

You will be happy to know that I thought of some of you while I was there.

sketchers tent

When I asked the lady working this tent if Ericka Clay was around, she looked at me all WTF-like. I was confused, because I thought she would be there for sure.

friends don't let friends say rad

I thought this was a really rad sign.

color this

There are a few of you who I think will enjoy this (for the record, this is not me).

Before you ask, the answer is yes. I was walking the grounds of Color Run alone with my phone taking pictures of unsuspecting girls’ butts. It’s an old hobby. I also witnessed my very first female grown mustache for Movember via a Quizno’s sandwich artist. Actually, now that I recall, it was a chin-beard and wasn’t for Movember at all. It was, however, impressive. She had less than zero fucks to give.

I will get into more detail of my experience with the color run at a later date, like after I snort enough pixie stix dust to get me through the holidays. In my last post, I promised a mustache reveal today. I am a filthy liar. There will be no such reveal. Until Wednesday that is. Shit happens. You are all too busy having beers with my dad anyway.

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About Becca Cord

Becca Cord is a twenty-something year old southern ballerina turned humor writer and video editor. Having lived in Louisiana her entire life, she is now perusing her travel dreams while starting her own free-lance Web Marketing business and organizing a nation wide blogging event, Blogger Interactive. She believes one of her callings is making people laugh, and she intends to do so. You can find Becca on her personal blog, Facebook page, or Twitter @becca25tofly.

Posted on November 19, 2012, in Fitness, Humor, Silly, Travel and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 73 Comments.

  1. What if some other blogger was there with her cell phone, taking a picture of YOUR butt? Food for thought.

  2. Hope your week has improved. And yes, Mondays are unpleasant.

  3. do i know erica clay?

  4. I was in the port-a-potty!! And you are amazing. But you know that already.

  5. You inspire me. Not to run, but to snort candy and not kill babies. It’s a new beginning.

  6. Laugh out loud funny, Becca! You have a nice flair for words and a clever mind for using them. Excellent. Enjoyed it all! HF

  7. Becca – if I can manage to hold a baby without its head falling off – you certainly can do it!
    Congrats on your run ~ happy Pixie Stick snortage….

  8. Congrats on finishing the race! And on taking the last picture! It takes a very confident woman to run like that.

    I miss pixie stix.

  9. Strewth, What’s a pixy stick, or shouldn’t I asdk?

  10. That last picture – disturbing. She RAN like that? Ugh.

    Also, hope the color run was AWESOME! (Sorry there was a lack of attractive males.)

  11. I read the title as “Titties Are For Days That Aren’t Monday”

    I was disappointed in Monday.

  12. Nice job all the way around! That photo of you and your godchild is so great! Really, it’s like a poem…so much said there.

  13. Nice work girrrrrl!

    Though I don’t see what’s wrong with saying ‘rad’, I may have just used it in a sentence in my most recent post describing my friend as ‘rad’. Not cool? Doesn’t matter–I’m in THAILAND

  14. I’m glad the babies head was ok. What if you had been caught taking butt photos? That would’ve been awkward. You would’ve said, “ITS FOR MY BLOG! OK?!” And their WTF faces would’ve been priceless. Congrats on the run. I need to get back into it.

  15. Very cool pics, Becca! The opening was sweet: you look very natural – don’t freak out at that statement – holding your godchild.
    As for the closing pic: I think you disappointed a few people by using a ringer…

  16. You ran a marathon. For fun. By choice. Wow. I am both impressed and horrified. ;)

  17. Did you say something? Couldn’t hear over your dad.

  18. I’ve never done lines of Pixy Stix but I might start now. As for taking photos of women’s butts, hey, everyone needs a hobby. I’m not judging.

  19. Congrats on your race, Becca. Yay!! That’s a beauty of a picture with your godchild. You’ve inspired me. Perhaps, I’ll do the Turkey Trot.

  20. Love your priorities on the Color Run – congratuwotsits for doing that. Also that picture of you with goddaughter is cutilicious.
    Love pixie stix, haven’t had any for ages, I’m kinda nostalgic

  21. Congratulations on your run, Becca! Your picture with your godchild is really sweet. … I’ve never said rad, but I used to say “groovy” and “man” a lot. Sometimes together.

  22. Ummm…you mean MY DAD is having beers with your dad while I sit alone with my `princess coffee`. Way to generalise Becca!
    Nice to know I`m not the only girl who can grow a stach. Unlike Ms. Chin Beard though, I kinda give a couple of fucks.

  23. “She had less than zero fucks to give.”

    Holy crap, that single line has made my entire day. Funny. As. Hell.

  24. Pixie Sticks = tears to my eyes.
    Haven’t had one of those in ages.

  25. Congradumulations on finishing your race! Hopefully some cool swag and/or medal. Oh, and you should probs just dump the pixie stix in your coffee and report back to me on how that goes.

  26. It is a well known fact that Erika Clay is ninja-like in her infiltration skills. I’d have been very surprised if they knew she was there. (If they did spot her, I’m sure she bought there silence with a threat of a repeat of the 1986 fondant debacle.)
    (Scary stuff.)

    Can’t wait to hear the tale of your color run!
    And remember, friends don’t let friends snort pixie stix.
    Alone.

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