Preschool starts this week!
Bring it on you 3-and-4-year olds
I'm prepared for the best school year ever
Ever.
10 days until my half marathon
I get butterflies every time I think about it
But I've put in all the hard work
I've been running all Summer
There's nothing else to do
But why am I freaking out??
I've learned that my mom was right
I can't please everyone
Dang!
Laundry
Ugh!
Does anyone really enjoy it?
Our little soccer team is undefeated
Go Sharks! They are really good!
Cannon said the score last night was a brazilian to none
But, sadly, I have nothing to do with it
Especially since my son insists
on catching butterflies
instead of scoring goals
At least he's cute out there
Here's an argument
Jarom and I have every single year
When I have the open-house for preschool
The night before preschool starts
Should we have our bedroom door open or closed?
People have to walk right by it to get downstairs to the classroom
I think it's weird and awkward to have it open
Jarom thinks it shows we have nothing to hide
But I'm a private person
And he's an open book
Go figure.
If you are one of my words with friends friends
I'm sorry
It's not that I don't like you
I just really really suck at that game
I was driving Jarom's truck last night
And ran out of gas
Like completely couldn't turn it on
And there was a huge line of cars behind me
The man in the truck behind me pushed me about 50 feet to the gas station
I had to sit in the parking lot until I stopped shaking after I filled it up
Yet another reason why I HATE his stupid truck.
Have a full (as opposed to empty) Wednesday
9 comments:
You are going to do great on your half marathon! You will be freaking out up until you cross that starting line. Once you hear the gun go off and start running it will all go away and you will feel liberated. When you cross that finish line, you will feel the high like you've never felt before. Then you'll come home and sign up for the Halloween Half Marathon. Ok? Ok then. That's settled. Love you!
Oh, and I would keep the bedroom door closed. It always makes me feel a little uncomfortable when I walk by someone's open bedroom door.
Don't be mad. I don't think I'm going to run next week .... for the last couple of weeks I've had a crazy pain on my foot any time I run more than 5 ... I think I have a stress fracture. Anyway, I have a dr's appt next week but I feel like he's going to tell me not to run it. It makes me want to cry.
BUT, I'm so excited for you to run! You will be wonderful!! I can't wait to hear about it ...
awww sorry you ran out of gas! That is the worst feeling!
I still admire you for running...I've thought about taking it up after I have the babe. It seems like runners are just so happy and enjoy how healthy and devoted they are. It's cool to hear.
And I love laundry...something is probably wrong with me, but I get so happy when I smell fresh clean clothes. mmmmm.
Happy Wednesday. Good luck with the new preschool year!
I ran out of gas once on the freeway several years ago. I was able to pull onto the shoulder but I had to walk in the summer heat all the way off the freeway to a little house near the on-ramp and call for help. This was during the pre-cell phone era. That doesn't date me does it???
I forgot to add- I was about embarrassed as could be and shaking like a leaf.
Good luck! You've been running like crazy. you'll be just fine!
I would close the bedroom door. It's always awkward to see somebody else's bedroom, I think. In our condo our bedroom was right off the family room/eating area, so I always had the door closed if people came over.
I always leave our bedroom door open, it doesn't bother me if people want to look in it. But maybe it's because I'm always interested in how others decorate their bedrooms? And I have totally been wondering where you have been on words with friends!
I feel completely responsible for the gas running out incident.
HOW RUDE OF US not to fill the tank!
I'm embarassed. Now when you tell the story please add that the truck was lent out to a bunch of hillbilly ingrates who didn't even put one drop of gas in it. I'll feel so much better knowing the truth is out.
Kim
Oh, Kim! It's not your fault especially when I counted 3 gas stations I passed before I completely ran out. It's my horrible habit of never checking the gas gauge. It's not the first time I've run out of gas and it won't be the last.
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