Filed under: 1/2 Marathon Training, Getting Old Sucks, Working Mom | Tags: Anxiety, Family, Running
Sorry, too busy running all the time and eating ALL THE CARBS. Throw in two little league players, one of whom is taking two dance classes (and therefore has two parts in the upcoming recital), and it’s almost not doable. Toss the puppy in the mix, and the boss who’s getting ready for trial, and well, I can barely hold my head up long enough to post this using my iPod.
But I swear I’m still back. Just…T minus 16 days until the race. Then I sorta get my life back. Or at least a yoga class.
*tu vois ce que j’ai fait la? Je m’amuse toujours 🙂
Filed under: Family, Photos, Uncategorized | Tags: Family, Marriage, Self-Indulgent
Yes, I know some of you have seen this already.
Yes, I know it’s unseemly to be so fond of a picture OF MYSELF.
But I don’t normally like pictures of myself. So, finally having one that I like, I sort of want to paper the world* with it. And the thing I really like about it, aside from the photog making me look waycrazyprettier than I look in real life? Is that at the time it was taken, I was actually having EVEN. MORE. FUN. than it looks like I’m having.**
*Apparently my world is damn small, and consists of a Facebook profile, and a blog with 4 readers.
**I KNOW. The photographer was magical.
I think I told you that we had a family wedding recently…? When I say “we” I mean 75% of Waltz Family were actually members OF the wedding party.
Guess who got to be one of the flower girls…? Continue reading
Tonight when I got home with the Goats, Goat #1 was so into his DS game that he stayed in the car after Goat #2 and I came in the house. He didn’t come in for almost 15 minutes, so I was in the kitchen still getting dinner underway when he finally came in the back door. When he did, he was holding his right arm at a weird angle, with his DS case sort of tucked against his body with his elbow. He said “My arm really hurts, and I don’t know why!”
I thought he must have a weird cramp from carrying his case so awkwardly. So I took his case from him, and set it on the counter. As soon as I had the case, he tried to straighten his arm out, and started yelping. Silly me, I thought “That’s one awful cramp for a 40 foot walk…” Continue reading