One thing I have not been doing is watching the basketball finals. Am I the only one who hates basketball? I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who hates it as much as I do. And I do. I'm sorry if you like it, but the only thing I can stomach watching is a) Gators games b) celebrity games (they suck, and it's funny). It seems like basketball is ALWAYS ON and I think that I've realized that it's just because the NBA games do not follow the same season as the college games, so I always expect that when college is over, it's over, and that's not the case.
Speaking of sports, my son (the elder) was wearing his skates and hit bike helmet and kept falling on purpose. I'm pretty sure he's going to be a hockey player with all the dives he's taking. Dives ... maybe with the Capitals?
And Henry is still teething. I feel like a broken record (and a giant cliche) but it just seems never ending. We need to get stock in Infant's Advil and saline and those little nasal suction balls. I can see one of those top teeth coming through but it hasn't quite popped through yet. He's so happy ... except when he's not.
Anyhow, the hubby's cousin came over Friday night, who is one of my favorite people. And she got Spencer to eat squash (but not okra) so she might be a saint. There was a lot of wine, and a pork tenderloin and summer squash grilled outside and Hubby made okra and rotel (which was surprisingly good ... I usually only eat okra fried), and good conversation and a lovely evening in.
Saturday I tried to run but only got through 1.4 miles before I had to stop. The wine? The bruised toe? The morning? Who knows why. We finished replanting and mulching the front flowerbeds ... another resolution checked off! (Now to keep them alive) We also dogsat for a friend's chocolate lab while he was away for the overnight. It was a nice break from reality to have a dog again, albeit a well-behaved, doesn't-run-away-when-she-gets-out dog. Fun, but still a reminder that we do enjoy no longer having the added responsibility of animals. Holly played well with both the kids, and splashed around in the kiddie pool with Spencer on Sunday morning.
Sunday we spent all day out in the backyard, doing nothing. Spending a lot of time in the kiddie pool (all of us). I read a book, we had all our meals outside, and I ran 3.6 miles Sunday night in 39.50 minutes. It was the absolute end of my abilities - I ran the entire way except for about 10 seconds at miles 2.15. I run so much better at night than in the morning. I'm really not sure why that is, but I wish that every timed run was at night.
AND I came up with my favorite song. Which really is, one of my very favorite songs:
Five more days and I can do it all again!
2 comments:
Hockey player Spencer... should be interesting. :)
I really should have taken pictures - it was hilarious. :)
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