Weekend Activities

The weekend was jam packed with things going on. Saturday, Ryan hung more guitars in the guest bedroom/my office. Guess I may have to buy him one more that I really like looking at since they sit right above my monitor!

After he got that chore done I cleaned myself up, picked up Norah and Jess, and headed to the Nilsen Twin's baby shower. It was a nice event (no games!). The ladies were fun to catch up with, the food was great, and the gifts were bountiful and so darn cute. There is just something about baby shower gifts that make you oh and ah. Add in two sets of everything and you get the double ah factor.

Saturday evening Jon came over to play with the kids, provide me some adult talk, and had dinner. I don't know who had more fun, Jon or the kids. My goodness, he shot Miller with a potato gun, played Star Wars, read books, you name it. Ryan and I sat back and enjoyed watching someone else run around with the kids. Thanks Uncle Jon!

Sunday was supposed to be a race day for Ryan and a birthday party in the afternoon for Miller. The day went partially as planned. Miller caught a bug and threw up in the morning while brushing his teeth. So instead of him going with Ryan and Mason for an hour, he stayed home with me. We decided it might be a quick puke and go type thing so we got ready and picked Mason up at the track and then headed to Target to get a birthday present.

Miller survived shopping but I could tell he wasn't 100%. We got home, wrapped the present. He made a card and then we picked up lunch to have a "picnic" at the track. Ryan was too busy racing to eat with us but the boys ate well and had fun. Mason thought he was big man on campus. He sat in a big boy chair while Miller sat in the little boy one.

By the time we got home, Miller was back in the bathroom. I kept telling him there was a chance he could go to the party but I knew he wouldn't be going. As he was looking pathetic on the toilet he mumbled about how he probably shouldn't go to the party. I told him we would see after he had a nap.

I am pretty sure you can guess that we didn't go to the party. Miller was so sad about it and kept whimpering about trying to go. Poor dude. He rested a little more, drank a ton of water and gatorade and by 6:30, was on the mend. He and Mason were running around outside and in the pool. It was like night and day with him once he felt better.

As for me, I only got a few things done I wanted to this weekend. I transplanted some of the tiny seedlings we sprouted from last weekend. The rest I am going to give another week to get a little bigger. Not sure what the ones are that grew. Hopefully I can keep them alive.

I had enough germ exposure over the weekend that I decided going to bed extra early last night was probably the best use of my time. An 8:30pm bedtime was sweet! I felt well rested and got a short run in this morning before the rain started. I am slowly increasing my distance (to avoid injury and hatred of running) and proud to keep my sub 9 minute mile pace alive. Guess I didn't totally lose what I had built up.

I should probably get some work done. We are super busy and my list of to do's that I wrote on Friday was a legal notebook page long. More came in over the weekend. Sigh. At least job security is never a question for me. LOL!