Dollar Store Finds

Spring is still among us but Summer will be here before you know it. Summertime brings lots of fruity and flowery things. If you notice, the stores this year are loaded with fruit print clothing. My daughter even purchased a bathing suit in bananana print. I told her shes gone bananas [enter laugh here].

There are mens blazers in pineapple print at Kohl's department store. I heard these are a big deal on cruises this year. Do you have any fruity print clothing?

The other day while looking around the dollar store for some safety pins, I came across these adorable plates and napkins. 

Wouldn't these be adorable at your next picnic? I can picture these on the table with a bouque of daisies. Just adorable. I didn't purchase them but I wish I would have. I may sneak back up there a get them this week. I think they will be great for the beach or patio. 

I found the safety pins I was looking for and headed toward the register. As I was walking to the check out line, I passed by these precious tea towels. If you know me, then you know I am a sucker for tea towels. Preferably vintage ones but any will do. I have to many towels on hand right now but I did not leave the store with out this cutie.

I plan to give this towel to my daughter as it will look great in her kitchen and I can imagine her saying these words. 

I love visiting the dollar store as everything cost only a dollar. I never leave empty handed. 

My First 5K Run

Saturday I got up bright and early. Earlier than I would on any work day. The sky was dark and the rain was falling. This would be the day I do my first 5K run that I didn’t prepare for.

My fitbit alarm sent me a gentle vibration on my wrist at 5:45am. I was up like Christmas morning. I put on my running clothes and shoes and headed to the kitchen for a banana and peanut butter. I skipped the coffee. Well, I did have a sip but not my normal cup. I didn’t want to have to fight a full bladder.

Nick surprised me by getting up too. “Well, I am going to take you. You didnt think I was gonna let you run 3 miles without being there incase something happend, did you?”  I was so happy and felt at ease because frankly, I wasnt sure of myself either. I had come close to chickening out several times. 

Once we were there, the rain was at a mist. I met up with my friend and we headed to the starting line. We told each other not to wait on each other and do the race at our own pace. “On your mark-Get set-Go! And we were off. 

Mile one- I think I started to fast and I'm already out of breath. There are still many runners around me. I just got passed by a mom pushing a baby stroller. I walked a little to catch my breath before we started down a hill into town. I got enough air to start running again. My friend has already run ahead of me so I stuck in my second earphone so I could zone out with my music playlist.

Mile two- The runners are thinning out more as they are all probably at the finish line already way ahead of me. I continue to walk some and run some. 

I have to catch up to that really old man ahead of me. Im pretty sure he’s in his 90’s. I need to ask him what kind of vitamins he takes or what he had for breakfast! It never happened. Somewhere between me fixing my wedgie and smiling at a camera man, he disappeared.

Mile three- There is no one ahead of me and no one behind me. 

The struggle was getting real.  At this point, I’m wondering,“what in the heck was I thinking?” I am now feeling the sting of a blister forming on my heel. “Am I last?” I was beginning to doubt myself again. I wasn’t sure I was gonna make it. 

Suddenly in the distance I could see the building where I started. This gave me hope. I kept on mostly running with walking breaks every now and again. 

(Yes, I had to snap a photo of my view. I mean, you have to know that if a blogger goes running three miles, they have to take a photo. I didn’t stop so it was all good since I skipped stopping at the water table).

I see the finish line- This was like the gates of heaven opening up and letting me in. I saw my husband and the friend that left me behind. I started to feel emotional that I was actually going to finish this! I wanted to cry. But there is no crying in running. That last little stretch to the finish line gave me a rush of energy as I pushed myself to cross through. I felt so proud of myself! Really! I never feel like a winner but this day I did. 

For the record: I was not last. I was somewhere in the middle. I finished in 38:33 minutes which I don’t think thats too bad being the first time ever trying to run. Will I ever do it again? I’m not sure. Ask me again after I get over the soreness.