Tower of Terror 13k

Wow! Steve and I had a fantastic time at Disney's Tower of Terror 13k. We headed there immediately following my class on Saturday and checked into the Boardwalk Inn. This hotel is fantastic and I swear has the most comfortable beds at Disney. We had a room with a beautiful balcony that overlooked the gardens. Upon arrival, we took a nice long nap until 5pm. The run began at 9pm and we had no idea how to plan for dinner. We ended up grabbing sandwiches along the Boardwalk but I was too nervous to eat much. Since I am usually a morning runner, I eat only an itty bitty before my runs. I didn't know how to plan for an evening run. I paid for this in the end because I was zapped afterwards. Honestly, I'm not sure if it was running to nearly 11pm or having very little to eat the day of but I definitely created a new personal worse for time. However, it was a personal best for after race fun! Steve and I were able to head out on the rides, grab a beer (or two), and then make our way back to the hotel room to catch some zzzzzs around midnight. I made every effort to sleep in on Sunday but it was futile. I just cannot sleep in anymore. What has happened to me? It was a great time! I'm not sure whether we will continue the tradition next year.

Hiya Milee!

It was meant to be! Steve and I had been debating lunch the entire length of Georgia on I-95. We finally decided to just stop at a McDonald's because nothing else was coming up. Once we pulled off the highway, Steve spotted a Wendy's and opted to head over there. The second I stepped out of the car an itty bitty teeny tiny kitten came running over. My eyes must have exploded b/c Steve said "no way." I gave the my best frown with begging eyes and he agreed that if the cat was still by the car after lunch I could have him/her. I told "Georgia" that we would be right back and to wait by the car. I grabbed a spot next to the window so that I could keep my eye on her. Sure enough she sat underneath the car until a big truck pulled in and scared her away. I was so disappointed. So smug Steve said that if I could find her I could keep her. When we walked out to the car I made those cute little kissy noises and called for "Georgia." She came running across the parking lot to me. We stopped at a Petsmart along the highway and picked up supplies. I was also able to get her an appointment at a vet in Wilmington tomorrow morning. I need to make sure she does not have feline leukemia before I introduce her to our other kitties. We debated the name for awhile and finally came up with Milee. We kept passing miler markers while we deliberated her name. She's a big eater consumed a can of wet food, two cups of dry, and an entire 16 oz bottle of water. Poor thing was all ribs when we picked her up and now has a nice little belly.

The vet appointment went well although expensive. Not really money we have at the moment as we just bought our first home together. The good news... she doesn't have feline leukemia. The bad news... she has a few intestinal parasites that should go away with a week on meds. Woohoo! I get to keep her.