Friday, May 08, 2009

Michigan Pale

This is the time of the year when the birds return and perch just outside of my bedroom window and squawk that annoying morning squawk they like to do. Morning song, my ass. As far as I’m concerned, they can stay in Florida all year. Traitors.

This is also the time of year where resident Michiganders (or, Michiganians, if you prefer) shed our shroud of seasonal depression and emerge from our defrosted hovels to the bright glowing orange sphere in the sky. It burns our pale skin. I go from translucent white to red quicker than a naughty kids ass.

Speaking of the Michigan Pale, here are some pictures from the Pig. Notice how comfortable we are wearing our pink medal lanyards. Not even a hint of a threat to our naturally ingrained machismo etched on our faces. Sure, when the person handed me the pink medal , I did pause for a moment, wonder if she was confused, consider flexing-talking-about-football-burping all at once so I could get the dark black lanyard with the orange flames which I was sure was back there somewhere before relenting and taking the pink one. I didn’t have the energy to argue. Believe me, if (when) I was sent to the Big House on a ten year arson stretch, I’d be wearing make-up and calling myself Nitmette within 4 hours.

That's my ride home in the background, the show boat Majestic


Of course, me again with the wonderful Mrs. Nitmos.


Photo courtesy of Mike's wife, Fun Guv

I don’t want to steal photos and bring the long arm of the law down on me (see previous Nitmette discussion above) so, if you are really motivated to view more flattering mid-marathon Michigan Pale pictures, enjoy these beauties here (near the half mark) and here(finish) and here(gansta posing).

I forgot to mention the food at the finish. Damn if they didn’t have Little Debbie Swiss Cake Rolls! Me and Little Debbies have a long storied history. And Swiss Cake Rolls? Puh-leeze, little bundles of heaven. I don’t eat much of that junk anymore though. In fact, the five Swiss Cake Rolls I shoved on my five fingers like little tiny finger muffs – cream oozing out the top - and consumed whole in a manner that would have made the dearly departed Linda Lovelace blush, were probably the only ones I’ll have all year.

The sun is shining, the hell birds are squawking, and the weekend promises to be full of sun. I’ll be busy getting my Michigan Pale off. Hope you will too.

(You know what I mean)

Happy Mother’s Day.

23 comments:

Viper said...

Wow, I'm sure fans of the future Nitmette will be impressed with your deep-throating ability.

Lily on the Road said...

4 fours? What?

Would there be 3 1/2 hours of paper processing first before the big boys got to you???

Vanilla said...

Yes, it's the time of year that I go from pale to red to peeling and then somehow back to pale again.

Spike said...

just so you know, it is a crime punishable by jail time to kill the annoying birds outside your window. fortunately, I only got probation.

Marlene said...

I already had my first running-induced sunburn and subsequent peel. Good times!

Have a great weekend!

Jamoosh said...

Dang - saw the headline and I thought it was a post about beer (Michigan Pale Ale perhaps). Disappointment abounds.

Shannon said...

Now you can get outside and work that tan!

BTW, "Ho-Ho's" totally blow your "Swiss Cake Roll" away Puleez.....

;)

Xenia said...

I think I just got dethroned as a pop culture nerd-queen. I had to look up who Linda Lovelace was. The shame.

You look so happy in the race photos. It's almost scary.

Happy mother's day to Mrs Nitmos.

Jess said...

I am more of an Oatmeal Creme Pie and Nutty Buddy fan. If I tried to eat either at the finish line, there would be sugary vomit on a volunteer's shoes.

Kristina said...

You said the FP marathon isn't a good BQ course but I tell ya, if there are Swiss Cake Rolls at the finish, I might just get my 3:40 there. I don't think you can get those around here anymore.

carpeviam said...

So, what is it? Michiginians or Michiganers?

My friend and I were on a road trip once and we went through every state and tried the name the people there. I don't recall which we used for Michigan, and now I want to know!

Or, it is Michiganites?

theloosemoose said...

Mrs. Nitmos looks a bit anxious that you might just throw her down on the pavement and sweatily spoon her at any moment.

X-Country2 said...

Aw, the Nitmoses are too cute!

RazZDoodle said...

Somehow I think a pink lanyard with flames would've been the most appropriate-est.

Lauren said...

No pictures of the swiss cake fingers?! Come on. If there were video, imagine the new readers you would get.

Ted said...

need that close up of your bling??? and where's the pix of the swiss cake rolls?

Beth said...

Little Debbie's? I just may have to try the Flying Pig next year... love me some Swiss Cake Rolls...

Ali said...

You hit the nail on the head with the whole Michigander thing! Yay, sun and warmth--final-frickin-ly!

I love Michigan summers but I'm not sure if I can handle even one more winter here. Although, I've sold my soul to MSU for two years more, so I guess I'll have to suck it up.

Marcy said...

Awwwhhhh dude Swiss Cake Rolls are the best. What it is? Like $1.99 for a whole box. $1.99 is a cheap price for pay for a box of happiness.

I can't believe Mrs Nitmos is smiling. Did you threaten her? :P

Roisin said...

I hear ya with the sunburn. Good times...

nwgdc said...

Um, where's your running skirt?
As for the fall, what's on the schedule? Another PR attempt?

sRod said...

We have the birds here too. 5AM in the morning and they're all tweeting away. We actually had a woodpecker on Saturday morning. What the hell?

Great pictures, though. Although I think it's funny that toward the end of the race there is such a big difference in the expressions on your faces.

Velma said...

You know you are crazy when training for 4 months, 100 entry fee, tons of pain, etc. makes a 99 cent Swiss Cake roll seem like a good prize.