You know how a tune can get stuck in your head? Gosh, I hope I have the Sound of Music playing in my head all day. Otherwise, I may have this image burned in my brain, which I do not prefer.
Apparently, by "stream," Mary is referring to the bottles of Agua that line the trail so you don't have to carry any water with you.
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There's GOT to be vodka in that Aqua bottle. How else can we explain Mary's actions over the last few weeks?
Hopeful prediction: Mary collapses in the desert and is rescued by a mysterious van equipped with a chemistry lab. She takes over Walt's meth empire in the surprising conclusion to Breaking Bad!
The image of Mary in a wimple encouraging a young Julie Andrews to return to a dashing Christopher Plummer is much preferable to the image of this hiking business.
I... she... dammit, Mary, this is NOT what Reverend Mother was talking about. That song is NOT LITERAL!
Wanders, I like your R & H reference.
Is Karen Moy on vacation and the strip being written by someone else? Wilbur Weston, maybe? Up to this week, the extent of Mary's physical activity has been deadheading roses and so-called "power walks" with Toby (since Mary and Toby always converse on those walks, they are more like "power strolls"). Now we have Mary running through the desert with a bottle of aqua strapped to her waist? This does not compute.
@Peggy Olson at 7:23 AM, that is a fabulous scenario!
What we don't know is that Mary is actually rehearsing - when she returns to Santa Royale, she's trying out for the Charterstone Players' annual musical, and she's damned if that Elinor Kinley steals the plum role of Mother Superior from her.
Meanwhile, Wilbur dreams of playing the Baroness Schroeder...
This is how Mary hikes on the resort grounds? The more appropriate song in her head should be "Do-Re-Mi", as she marches about like the Von Trapp children.
Oh, and I forgot to thank Mary for another informative public service announcement. Thanks, Mary.
This whole story is just painfully stupid as well as boring. How ironic to be brought to the point of ALMOST longing for the idiocy of the BethDear/TomDear storyline or the pathetically elongated saga of Dawn and her 'adventures'.
For cripes sake--step on a scorpion or something!!
Am I being punished?
Go Mary go! She is running so fast, the G forces are altering her face!
Has she been taking performancing enhancing Metamucil?
"Performance enhancing Metamucil" - thanks for the comment of the day, @Chester the Dog at 10:10 AM! This opens up all kinds of possibilities:
"Mary Worth Fingered in Biogenesis Probe"
"Mary Worth and A-Rod File Appeal of Suspensions"
Are we moving towards a 127 Hours type scenario? Will Mary become pinned in a narrow canyon and have to sever her own arm to escape?
Please?
I just . . . I can't . . . there are no words.
The hills are alive, with the sound of Mary.
A swim, a run, and next a bike ride. Mary prepares for the IronOldLady competition.
Meg, in the IronOldLady competition, the rules state that the bicycle must be equipped with a basket, and the basket must contain a dog, or possibly a picnic lunch. (I'll consult the rules and get back to you)geop 1117
... ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬ with songs they have sung ♩ ♬ for a thousand years......And if you're in the desert, drink water or you'll drop dead! ... The hills fill my heart ♪ ♫ ♩ ♬...
"Mary Worth and A-Rod File Appeal of Suspensions" KitKat, thanks for the hahahahaha!
And Meg: "Mary prepares for the IronOldLady competition." Too funny!
Who can follow an act like those two?
Another helpful "tip" is to never go hiking alone unless you tell someone where you are going. Also, hiking in 90 plus degree weather in a desert is a little warm for a beginner hiker and that maybe sticking with the classes and spa treatments at this facility, which is really the whole point in going to a spa, might be a better option on a very hot day? A little late for Mary now. Thanks a lot narration box.
Who's writing the advice column Mary stole, while she is out running in the desert. (Brings Running With The Devil to mind)Oh that's right she sat down and answered a whole months worth of advice request before she left.
I was mistaken in yesterday's post. Rather than see Mary wash her hair today, we see her wisely replentishing her bodily fluids in the desert climate. For those readers who do not know the hazards of running in the desert, Mary's advice may be life saving. Thank you Karen Moy.
I do think this is the first time I've witnessed Mary in this risque attire, sporting (gasp!) knees!! To say nothing of her vigorous level of activity. Perhaps she is in training for a future where she may have to chase down her meddle-ees. Maybe a stint on the Charterstone Police Auxiliary? I can see a deep vein of material for Karen Moy here. .
(Cue that "Bad Boys" music . .)
The Reverend Mother takes up Prancercise.
Eew, KitKat. Can't you just say "named" or "accused"?
I hope Mary is tweeting a picture of every single cactus she passes! Her last tweets will be: #rattlesnake #bites
Mary Worth is IN SHAPE! She puts my sister Dawn to shame. As for me, I'm going to have another slice of pink cake. It's "the beauty of nature."
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