If there are apps on how many calories you burn or how many hours you sleep there must be one for how many hours you spend at airports? I arrived at the airport at 10:10 am for my 11:25 am flight to Vegas via Memphis. I boarded the plane then we sat . Then we had to de board the plane and then we sat. Now my flight is at 6 pm tonight. Really out of sheer curiosity I would love to know how many hours I spend at the various airports ? Damn I booked Gallaghers tonight for Chantel, Lauren and myself . Now it looks like they will be eating a delicious dinner and I will only arrive for a post dinner drink and head to Coyote around 10. C’est la Vie

Heading to vegas tomorrow with Chantel and Lauren from San Antonio. We are working with the Vegas girls starting Monday. I am excited to get to know them better. Hot damn! I feel it, I am going to win big!!

George Jones died. Some of my fondest memories in NYC are of hitting seedy bars , friends in tow, and George Jones playing in the background. I even learned how to two step to some of his slow songs. RIP

Yesterday I sent a company wide email asking if anyone wanted to join us for the Tough Mudder event in Lake Tahoe this summer . How curious that the interested managers are women. Nashville has quite a few girls wanting to participate. NY as well. Should be a lot of fun .
Refocusing today. I preface this story with, my son is very bright and has an incredibly strong vocabulary. Yesterday we went running together . Afterwards I asked if he wanted to walk and get ice cream. His response ” mom I had over cream one day this week already . I don’t want to be a fat ass.” Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

Mom I forgot something at home.
I know the internal conversation was this ; does he really need it ? Do I show up at school knowing he will be mortified ?
Thank God you didn’t show up! The windows don’t open wide enough for me to jump out.
That’s love my son

Pleasant visit to the orthopedic surgeon. ” so let me guess Miss Lovell, you ran another race and think you broke something else?” In fact yes. Well low and behold I broke the sesamoid bone in my left foot. Identical to my right foot. And tore ligaments in my ankle. He said that this is not a new break. To be honest I felt it before I ran the Rock and Roll Half Marathon. ” I love runners. They are so stupid that they keep on running on broken bones and torn ligaments. Thanks for being part of the group that keeps me in business.” Lol
My close friends say ” Lil you are so fucking tough that you ran a half marathon and the tough Mudder with two broken feet.”
Non friends and my mother ” you’re an idiot”

I was driving down the road and I happened to pass a man jogging. He was shirtless. Full 12 pack . Definitely a car stopping body. But when I passed directly in front of him I realized that he looked almost elderly in the face. Cenegenics? I always found the Cenegenics ads creepy.
Los Angeles is starting to steam roll . Very positive . It’s a beautiful day in New Orleans. I have a doctors appointment with the orthopedic surgeon for my feet. Mentally preparing for the comments. ” they don’t raise them too bright up North” ” so you think it’s wise to run on a broken foot and another possible broken foot. If you were a horse we would take you round back and shoot you.”
Bam feeling good today

Heading to Memphis for the anniversary party. This one is going to be awesome. Miss Judith started the tradition of incredible anniversaries , then Ernie, now Mac is going to bring the party to another level. Very excited.
Yesterday my son, his friend Gabe and I had such a great night. We joked, ate yogurt, watched crazy ninja YouTube videos. If we end up moving to San Diego I have to make sure Gabe stays close with us. I have pictures of the two of them from the early age of 4. Yesterday I was watching them while they were walking around Game Stop. At 13 Jackson is 5’3 and Gabe is about 5’4. Gabe went to super cuts and the woman butchered his hair. So in 70 degree heat he was wearing a skull cap. The juxtaposition to this is Jackson with hair as long as mine. Looking at the two of them chatting and walking I was thinking ” wonder if people see teenage thugs or just regular teenagers? ” lol

captured! AT 19 you know the difference between right and wrong. Why was killing the route they chose? It’s very patriotic to see that the bomber was captured. http://usnews.nbcnews.com/_news/2013/04/19/17823265-we-got-him-boston-bombing-suspect-captured-alive?lite
I met Katie at the bar at The Hotel Monteleone tonight. Ends up that Travis A former BMF and manager was bartending. We had a ball! He was singing and having fun. He exemplified the Travis we always loved. About an hour into our stay a guy sits next to me and starts chatting . He has a splint on his arm while I have a bandage around my ankle. He asks ” what did you do?” ” Oh I sprained my ankle running the Tough Mudder.” Of Course I then ask about his injury. His response ” I ate a whole pot brownie, decided it was a good idea to buy a skateboard and fell off the skateboard.” OK! I thought the lesson of his story would of been ” don”t eat or smoke pot”. But in his mind the lesson was ” dont’ eat a whole pot brownie only eat half.” Pathetic and funny all at the same time.

Yesterday the judge allowed me to leave early so I could fly home and retrieve Jackson from school. Last night all of the current and former employees that were so nice to testify in our case sent me a group picture from the Nashville bar.

Who would think that a week spent defending myself and my company in a court of law would be so powerfully positive . My inner strength and feeling of gratitude is at an all time high. Wow I am awed at the commitment and kindness of all the various staffs from around the country ( and world) . From one Mother Fucking Powerhouse to another, you guys Rock!! Thank you!

I am bruised from head to toe from the Tough Mudder. This week I have had to wear suit pants or opaque tights to cover all the bruises and cuts on my legs and then a sweater to cover all the bruises and scratches on my arms. Today I was allowed to leave a day early to see my son. At the airport I went for the express pedi. The woman rolled up my pants ” ma’am are you alright ?” I don’t know if she thought someone beat the crap out of me or if I had a disease. Oh well all worth it