Flight of the Bumblebee

If you want to know what my brain sounds like right now, just imagine “Flight of the Bumblebee.” Its a pretty accurate description.

I’m also pretty sure come Sunday, I’m going to need to sleep a bit or else I will get sick. I kind of already feel like I may be getting sick.

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So, the ol’ bake sale is tomorrow. Of course, the forecast is rain which sent me into panic mode and I have wasted tons of nervous energy thinking about rain. Meggie Smith is not one to be stopped so, naturally, I emailed the Vice President of Student Affairs of NYU (Marc Wais – really nice guy actually) telling him my predicament and within a half hour he called me on my cell. Pretty good VP of student affairs of a large university, don’t you think? He gets two thumbs of from me. And a high five.

Marc Wais - THANK YOU KIND MAN who is easing my anxiety right now. You are like Zoloft for me today.

Basically, my theoretical rain plan is to set up under the awnings of Bobst (the library, my 2nd home in college). I figured I could go about this two ways – ask for permission or beg for forgiveness. Seeing as I’m doing this for a charity that I’m representing, I figured I’d go with the former.

See nice awnings - perfect for a bake sale. And, it midterms time = lots of students in library.

Of course, I will be bringing my student ID, my park permit, and Marc Wais’ personal cell phone number in my armament against any NYU security guards who try to stop me. I’m not opposed to also using tears and telling them how much I have paid in tuition the past 7 years to them so I can get my way.

And, if worst comes to worst, I will be standing out there with my umbrella and rainboots. By myself if need be. Don’t worry I will be out there.

Its not really about “getting my way” as I wrote above. I really just want to do good by Gretchen, who works so tirelessly to raise awareness about the lack of funding for pediatric cancer. As you may know from my previous blog, Gretchen lost her beautiful son Liam this past year to neuroblastoma.

My heart goes out to Gretchen. Liam was made an honorary fireman as often hung out with the men of engine1/ladder 24.

If I lost a child, I’d probably have to take a leave of absence from life. Not Gretchen. Gretchen has been spreading the word about Cookies, wrote “Best Bake Sale Cookbook” where all the proceeds go to Cookies, travels around the country doing interviews on behalf of Cookies — all while raising her beautiful daughter, Ella, and working full time for OXO.

So, I really want to do well for not only Gretchen and Liam, but also for my parents and my brother. My parents never took a “leave of absence” from life when my brother was sick or after he died. In fact, I don’t even remember my parents being gone during that time which, they have told me, they were as my brother was treated at a hospital 2 hours away from our home.

So, yes, I really want this to be a success for Gretchen, Liam, my parents, my brother, and Janie B Sharp (my friend’s sister who died from cancer when we were juniors in high school).

Gretchen and Liam

Thus far, I have baked two dozen gluten free peanut butter chocolate cookies and three dozen [non GF] chocolate chip. Big shout out to Susan for helping me last night! You should also go over to her blog and wish her GOOD LUCK in her marathon on Sunday!

Finished product.

Speaking of running, did I mention I’m running a half tomorrow morning before the bake sale? Yep, I am. I can’t even think about it because I have so many doubts about it — am I strong enough to run 13.1 miles fast? If I can’t, how on earth do I think I can run 26.2 miles in my goal time? What happens if it goes poorly? Can I use the bake sale as an excuse? I really want it to go well so I get a lot of confidence from it. But, am I stretching myself too thin right now?

See – FLIGHT OF THE BUMBLEBEE BRAIN.

I’m having to throw all those thoughts out the window. I am going to turn them into good ones like “I had a really good workout on Tuesday so tomorrow is going to go equally as well. And I will repeat some mantras and affirmations to myself all day that I had to write down last night…in my training journal, no less.

Or something like that.

Anyways, people, please do an anti-rain dance. Thanks.

Until next time.