What do you do when your plans change and your day is suddenly free and easy? Why you go to the park and play on the playground and in the water.
This past Friday was Johanna's 9 month BDay. I'm amazed at how long that seems and how short it really it. I don't really have any words of wisdom except to say that I miss her. And to be completely honest, I wish she were still here with us. I understand all of the spiritual and eternal things associated with Johanna, but I'm still her Mom. And I'm still jealous and selfish over her. With all of that aside, I know how fortunate we are to have been able to spend around an hour with her.
Blogger had been somewhat screwy this week. Posts have been difficult to get up and they've disappeared after I get them up. Sorry about any confusion. Maybe I should look into Wordpress. I hear that it's less buggy. We'll see.
I'm doing this one from my Blackberry so we'll see what happens.
I have a lack of blogging inspiration lately. Hence the reason for the slackness. Hopefully soon I'll be inspired by some greatness and I'll be able to amaze ya'll with brilliance.
Until then have a great weekend.
I decided to go for it. The training officially starts today. I found my favorited exercise pants over the weekend. I've been looking for these for like 2 months and they were right under my nose at Mom's house. I found some running shoes for my feet(obviously). And in a few hours I'm off to the gym before school. It's gonna be great(I think). If it's not great it's all Jesse's fault.
Have a great Monday ya'll.
So today in my car my brother(whom I love very dearly and can make me giggle like absolutely no one else) dared me to do something. Nothing strange like "Truth of Dare", but more on that at the end of the post. Anyway he tells me that he wants to do a Triathalon and wants to know if I'll join him. I told him NO and he of course wanted to know why and I told him. First I would have to swim which I'm not that great at mainly because it involves getting my face wet and that makes me panic something awful. And second I would have to ride a bike which I can kinda sorta do. I couldn't ride a bike until I was 8 and I never really liked it once I learned the basics. Don't laugh at me I'm not a coordinated person and that whole pedal and balance thing threw me for a loop.
So in a half joking way I said we should do a 5K next spring(our town has an annual run every May). And in a completely serious way he said OK. And I'm pretty sure I know when he's serious and when he's not. And he was serious today.
Here are the problems with the scenario above. I don't really exercise all that regularly and Jesse is at the gym 5-6 days a week. Some days he's there at 5:30am. And something about that just makes me want to strangle him. Disgusting. And I don't have running shoes.
Should I do it?
I confess I'm a little scared to even attempt something like this. I'm way out of shape after having 2 babies in 22 months. But I think that if I commit to doing it Jesse(and ya'll now that you know) will keep me committed and on track. And we can train(hehehehe that sounds so funny) together. So what's the verdict? Yay or Nay?
And back to "Truth or Dare". While I was typing that I was reminded of things that make me think of Jr. High School. And I thought of something I wanted really bad then but never got(tear). And in all truthfulness I didn't need it, it was just a pile of junk, and a total waste of money. Anyway there was this board game called "Mall Madness". I really wanted it. It came with money and a credit card and it talked to you and everything. It was all a 12 year old girl could ever dream of(my dreams were small in those days). After I thought about it tonight I had to Google it and take a look. Does anybody else remember this game?
Don't you just love the vests, bangs, and sideways pony tails. Too cool for words.
Traditional Wedding Vows:
I, take you, to be mine, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.
What I should have said:
I promise to sleep in the middle of the bed. I promise to let my hair collect in the drain for you to have to rip apart and use that snake thingy. I promise to attempt to make dinner at least once a week......month. I promise that the dog will only sleep in the bed when you're out of town, and then I won't tell you about it. I promise to slowly and systematically rid your wardrobe of western attire, including but not limited to, Wrangles jeans in the "Rodeo Cut". I promise to accept your strange fascination with 1950's and 1960's New York Yankees. I promise to be as big of an Alabama Crimson Tide fan as you are. I promise to never let our house run out of Dt. SunDrop and pickles. I promise to never attempt to mow the grass or use the weed eater.
The things you have no idea about when you say "I Do" are so exciting.
So I've wanted to have this done forever. But for one reason or another I keep missing out on the opportunity. So I took matters into my own hands and with the help of Mom and Amy we did them ourselves.
Just a few(or a lot depending on which way you want to look at it).
I like to pretend that I'm a fantastic photographer. And I'm really not. Everything I have learned my Dad has taught me. I have a lot more lessons to go but I love pictures and the timeless qualities that they bring.
Sorry for the lengthy abscence. If anyone noticed at all. We went to the beach for a wedding, which was beautiful. Stayed for a vacay, which was wonderful. And now we're home. I have oodles of pictures for ya'll but that will have to wait a while.
And this is why:
Enjoy your independence.
Remember why you were given independence.
Know how to gain true dependence on your Savior.
