To begin, Matt and I went on a 10 mile run together on Sunday. No big deal right? Except for the sideways rain and 40mph winds. I ran with sunglasses the whole time despite the freaky level of darkness at 11am. The second i took them off to try to wipe some of the water off, i was instantly blinded by the sideways rain. I staggered around yelling "I'm blind! I'm blind!" But no one was really out to help me on account of the weather. If you need a visual:
Shortly after, a falling leaf was transformed into a projectile ninja death star thanks to the wind and sliced my arm. Et tu, Fall??
That night, Matt and i met up with Kelly, Kim, and Erin for a Zombie shooting hayride. The only reason i ever do anything is so that i am ready for the Zombie Apocalypse, running included. I mean, are there people out there who run and aren't thinking about zombies chasing them? If so, I'd like to meet them. Paintballing some zombies was an excellent way to relieve stress, and polish up my aim. I might not be a great marathoner, but i am a damn good shot.
We spent some time checking out the corn maze as well, but it soon became apparent that some of us may have been infected.
Sorry Matt. If there is anything to be learned from the Odyssey Fun Farms Zombie Safari Hayride it is this:
1. Don't trust anyone - you never know who accidentally got paintball in their mouth and is now infected (hint- it was me. And it will always be me.)
2. How ever much ammo you think you need - it's not enough. Spring for the extra round of
3. When you run out of ammo, and it's looking pretty bleak, just dance to thriller.
A scary weekend indeed!
The fear factor unfortunately spread into Monday, as Wafflito has some kind of stomach bug. I stayed home with her Monday because she couldn't go an hour without a potty break, and i didn't want to come home to a scene from Hostel. Needless to say, you haven't experienced true fear until you have seen a basenji with tummy troubles. Bonus: The vet prescribed pepto bismol, that horrifying pink liquid. We have to syringe it into her mouth, and she hates it. Needless to say, it's everywhere, like a hot pink slaughterhouse.