So much to say; hence the silence: where to start?
I ran 16 miles last Saturday. I was surprised--well actually, flabbergasted--by how good it felt, and how good I felt even when it was over. I highly suspect it had lots to do with the gallon of water I consumed from my Camelbak while running. This bodes well for me!
Reed lost his first tooth. First grade, first tooth....whew. This boy is moving at high-speed, and I'm only barely at his heels. When he got to school that morning (yeah, it happened the morning before school--so perfect!), he was so....cool. Confident and calm, walking with the posture of a changed man. "Yeah, I lost a tooth. What of it?" Remember when I said Abby, my beautiful sister, and her 4 beautiful girls, were visiting? Here is some evidence--
Tomorrow, I will go up north for a girls' weekend to celebrate my birthday! (which was the 18th, and was lovely) I have no idea what is entailed--Phill has planned it all with smiling hints and intriguing leads, but no real information. I'm excited! I love to be surprised!
It is hot today (111, folks), and it is getting to me. Phill says the seizure was sort of a heat injury, and that my tolerance for heat/cold may be lowered for a while. I must admit that 92 does feel a little more torturous than usual--not to mention 111! Actually, I've always been a wimp about hot temperatures. My temper seems to flare with the heat, so I tend to simply shut my mouth. (If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all....) So today has been a quiet, grumpy one--plus a few emotional outbursts on my part. I just.....I just want to yell when the sun is beating on my face and my *sweet* children are saying, "Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom!" and tugging at my shirt collar, exposing my bosom for all to see. (No joke! Three times on the walk from the school to the car.)
Needless to say, I probably should go drink some cold water, cuddle with my children, hug my husband, and do some cleaning.
Please pardon my crankiness. It's temporary.