This is what time I left the house yesterday:
Apparently I didn’t have to worry about embarrassing myself by not showing up for week two. I was the only one from week one who showed up again. Now what am I going to do? Oh well, at least I’m not half as sore today as I was last week. That’s improvement right?
I am ruler of all I see!
So, we have the paternal family reunion in a few weeks, at the beach. So, we decided to head to Corpus Christi to get an idea of what to expect. We thought this would be the best way to guage how the boys would do, and also how we would do. As a plus, the water in Corpus is super warm. I’m from the Atlantic side of things, and I am used to freezing water, even in the middle of the Summer, but the water in the Gulf of Mexico is balmy. There was no shock to the system whatsoever … at least for me!
That’s a mouthful of sand right there.
The boys however, did not fare so well. I have one five year old who talked to anyone and everyone. Which generally, is not a bad thing, but when the beach is full of complete strangers partaking in who knows what, I get a little nervous. I have a two year old who did nothing but scream because he really didn’t enjoy the sand between his toes, and I have a 10 month old who thought the entire beach was edible! Now though, we have been warned. When we make our next trip to the beach we will be armed. I don’t know quite what to arm ourselves with, but I’ll figure it out soon enough
I have to say, that I officially think the beach is for sixteen year olds. When you’re sixteen, you’re not afraid of running around in a bathing suit; you’re not worried about little kids getting into anything and everything that other people have left behind. Gone are the days of lazing at the beach with a paperback, while trying to impress seventeen year old boys. I am now at an age where a very modest bathing suit is in order, and that’s not just because I’ll be hanging out with my in-laws for almost a week!
Gotta love the sandy Goldfish crackers!
Should I, or shouldn’t I? While I sit pondering the possibility of my own giveaway, I shall refer you to a giveaway over at Today’s Creative Blog. I like it over there, but sometimes it makes me feel like the internet is just too vast.
Anyway check it out. This woman is crazy into her research. Hey, does anyone know how you get people out there to send free stuff? I don’t get how all these bloggers get people to send them stuff. I wouldn’t mind free stuff in the mail; it doesn’t even have to be good free stuff!
Today was the first day of an enrichment group involving fitness. I was thinking it would be a good way to get in some light excercise and have some fun chatting. I should’ve known when the sign-up sheet said that we were meeting at 5:50 AM!!
So, this morning I am met by this:
I swear to you it is Elle Woods, and she’s already pumped because she ran a mile to warm up for the group. I should have bolted right then and there, but I thought hey, I can’t be the slowest one here, and even if I am, no one is timing us. WRONG! No, no, today we were being timed. That’s right, we were getting a baseline for our mile and our max sit-up and max push-up.
I am not ashamed. My mile was 13:57. You may be laughing, but hey, at least I showed up. There were 11 people who signed up for this group and only 3 of those people showed up. And hey, how hard is it going to be for me to improve upon 13:57. Also, know that I didn’t actually run the whole mile… obviously! It’s also kind of embarassing that there is someone assigned to pick up the rear, and that person is hanging out with you pretty much the entire time.
Also, apparently you have to do this more than once a week to actually see results. I feel I was mislead. I was just looking for some chit chat away from the kids. Now, I can’t not show up next week or else it’ll look like I am a quitter. Oh the dilemma of wanting to be a quitter, but being too prideful to let anyone think I quit!
And seriously, how can people be that happy before breakfast?
Woo Hoo! I actually finished and mailed my apron. Not only that, I did it before the deadline!! I hope Miss Marilee in Arizona likes her new gift. It was my first attempt at an apron, and I was pretty happy with it up until I got to the waist band. I had to pull it out three times, and it still wasn’t just right, but sometimes you just have to let it go! I even managed to get it out in the mail on Saturday! I’m a little upset, because I got the wrong sized box, so it wasn’t packaged as nicely as I was planning, but that is an improvement I can make next time. I am now off to work on my next swap which is the Favorite Things Swap. I am very excited about this one!
After the whole wifely duties chart debacle I have decided to change my ways. I still haven’t mastered the seam on my stockings, but I am trying to make our home a sanctuary for my dear husband. He works so hard, and the day is so stressful for him. Just yesterday he had a work golf tournament. He had to spend many hours in the hot sun with nothing but the free beverages from the drink girl to keep him cool. Not only that, but his tee time wasn’t until 11:00 am, which meant that he couldn’t even get up early. He had to sleep in. I don’t know how he does it.
So now, in an attempt to be the best wife possible, I have decided to greet my husband every evening like this:
That’s right, high heeled shoes, make up, and most importantly no children anywhere to be seen. My sweet husband needs peace and quiet, plus a cold, refreshing beverage. It has done wonders for our marriage!
I don’t know what just happened, but I figure maybe the blogging gods were trying to tell me something. I just wrote this whole huge long blog about Doug and my in-laws. Nothing bad, just a funny little slice of life from their visit yesterday. Anyway, when I went to post it the only thing that showed up was the title. Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise!
Here though, was the inspiration behind the title: