Friday, June 5, 2009

I got myself out of bed this morning to run.

Yes, you heard me.

Once my alarm went off, the urge to go back to sleep was overwhelming. But then Jeff said, "Gmmph, mpphhgph. Guh mmph mmphuhh." Which, when your face is not buried in your pillow, translates to, "Go running. You'll feel better." (Guess SOMEBODY has had enough of my incessant bitching and moaning about how out of shape I feel.) I got up, got dressed in my much-loved running skirt*, laced up my shoes and off I went. I even got to use my new toy: a Garmin training watch. It is, in a word, SUH-WEEEET.

So, I'm all about enforcing my self-imposed ban on sugar, eating healthier foods, yadda, yadda, yadda. Then I get THIS in my email:

It's an ad from our local gourmet chocolatier, DeBrand's, announcing their "chocolate-dipped strawberries are available for a limited time."

So,... is it still considered eating a serving of fruit if it's dipped in chocolate?

*Because sometimes it's more about how good you look, than how far you run! :)

Thursday, June 4, 2009

pretty white flag

That's it. I give up.

See that thing being waved slowly above my head? It's a white flag. Big. White. Flag.

Last Friday morning, Jeff came home from work with a scratchy, sore throat. Not a huge concern, since the trees and mold counts have been wacky and I figured he was experiencing the same allergy-related junk I'd had a few weeks back. By the time I got home from work at 5:30pm, he handed Bobby to me, sat back down in a chair and proceeded to fall asleep. He ended up sleeping all evening, too, which led me to think the sore throat wasn't allergy-related and he was obviously fighting off some bug. After he worked a 48-hr. shift on Sun./Mon. and arrived home Tuesday morning, things were getting worse. Sinuses and lungs were joining the party now. Wednesday morning he ended up calling in sick (which I have never known him to do) and asked me to make an appointment for him with the doctor. Turns out he's got upper respiratory AND sinus infections, brought on by allergies. He is now outfitted with the appropriate pills and sprays to get him back on the road to Wellville, USA.

So, for the better part of a week, I tried to take over a majority of the kids/house stuff so he had nothing to do but rest.

And now? I am fried.

As if my diminishing patience and shortened tolerance for the boys' bickering/fighting/arguing wasn't enough of a tell-tale sign, I arrived at work realizing I was supposed to be somewhere else conducting an interview. And had another coming up in 40 minutes. A couple of phone calls and profuse apologies later, everything's rescheduled for next week. It hasn't been the first time in the past couple of weeks I've spaced being somewhere I should've been... and it bothers me. I don't want to be that person -- whether at home or work -- who is so overloaded and frazzled that appointments and responsibilities are compromised or completely forgotten. Not to mention being "that mom" who is constantly frowning and barking/bitching at her kids.

Looks like it's time to take a deep breath and try to regroup.

First, though, I need to attend to my scratchy, sore throat.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

The one in which I breathe again...

Feeling a lot like I'm coming up for air. Busy end of the school year -- these last 10 days have felt like 10 weeks. And I'm feeling it, too. This morning, rather than remain vigilant in my "homemade lunches are better than school lunches" crusade, I sighed, mumbled "screw it" and shelled out money for a school lunch. Hey, it's the last day. It can't be that bad. The boys will be eating homemade lunches all summer.

Speaking of summer, I am very much looking forward to having a definite work/play schedule: working full days when Jeff is home with the kiddos, and staying at home myself when he works. And if we can get Bobby some adequate portable shade, we'll be all set for the pool. Also looking forward to some fun trips and activities, too. :) Wheeeeeee!

Bobby officially celebrated 3-months yesterday. It was just him and I at home, and he spent a majority of the day napping and making up for lost sleepy time on Sunday. He is really beginning to interact more, and will absolutely light up a room with his broad, toothless grin. And those dimples! I could just gobble him up when he flashes them. :)

Among my various projects and items on the "TO DO" list, is getting my iPod loaded with a cache of running tunes. I also need to learn how to use my new Garmin toy -- with GPS! (My Mother's Day gift from Wonderful Husband Jeff and the family.) Of course, both tasks are necessary for me to resume training. Something else I'm having to begin from square one again. Of course, I could simply lace up my shoes and go, but it would be dreadfully boring without music, and without the GPS, who knows where I may end up? :)

There are about a million-and-one things I would love to mention, but time is working against me. Can you imagine the horror the boys would experience if I wasn't ready and waiting at school to pick them up on the last day?! For them to have to loiter one minute longer than absolutely necessary on school property?!

Back soon....