Can I just say that after today, I would like to personally thank the makers of Hornitos silver agave tequila and Tres Agaves Organic margarita mix. You combine these two potions and are magically transported to the beaches of Mexico, where chores and dishes no longer exist. At least for 5 minutes that actually did happen, and then I came out of my stupor to realize my daughter needs to be fed. A lovely mini vacation. Thank you.
Everytime I’m in an airport on my way somewhere and I see a uniformed soldier holding a huge brown duffel, I pause and think about what that must feel like. They are likely on their way to a call of duty, a mission, headed to a place where danger is around every corner. All of their posessions are in that single bag and they are wearing a brave face. I think about how young some of them are, with worried mothers and fathers at home, helpless. I think about them as having families and young children at home,wondering if they will ever come back. I don’t pretend to know any part of this life, but my heart goes out to our veteran’s, active duty and beyond. Thank you for risking your lives for our country. I am so grateful.
Today is Sunday and we are being so lazy its amazing. After furniture shopping overnight for JB’s new studio, we are all exhausted and laying around watching movies. JB and I might get out for a lazy slow run and we may or may not shower today. A very rare and wonderful day indeed.
Just when I think I have something in life kind of figured out. I get smacked with the imperfect and reality sets in that I am student forever. Parenting often teaches me that everything is perception and managing expectations. I cannot and will not achieve perfection. Thankfully, because that would be incredibly boring. Thank you red wine spilled on my white shirt, thank you for adding too much salt to the chicken, thank you for tripping on rocks and roots, thank you for the B in Algebra, thank you for the slightly crooked set of ears, thank you for the not quite nailing a big 100 mile race, thank you for all of this. It’s why I wake up and try again every single day.
Well I think I am lucky to have some amazing and strong women in my life. Today I am grateful for my mom. A young mom and a fun mom, amazing Grandma and a strong woman. A work ethic that I’ve never seen by anyone else in my life. She’s taught me to ignore boundaries despite being a girl, she’s supported my family and our crazy life and running adventures. She’s worked hard outside the home my whole life, but always had cookies baked and costumes made. She worked to give us education and a better life. Love you Mom and thank you.
So grateful today for my sister, Kristy. A wonderful woman, giving,caring, determined, thoughtful, smart, beautiful and a wonderful Aunt to Eva. She’s got a great future ahead of her. Despite our 10 year age gap, she is a kind friend and I am so thankful for her.
This may be completely superficial, but so be it. I am a runner who only runs. Rarely strength trains or cross trains. But this is really bad. Now I have found pilates, which I love. I am getting strength back, building my core, repairing all the joints and finding flexibility. I am feeling so great. 2-3 times a week with a bit less running is proving to be the missing link for me! Thank you Pilates Studio of Reno!
Blessed to live in the mountains. Surrounded by the Sierras. Single track for miles. It feels like home.
Today Eva said, “Mommy, not everyone lives in the mountains.”
Truth. So happy that we do.
After a crazy productive day, that included a total purge of all the extraneous toys, meaningless junk in Eva’s room, we all looked pretty tired. Especially JB. After Javelina 100 last weekend, he’s been trying to log extra sleep to recover. So tonight JB was reading Eva a book before bed.
Basically he told her a large beer was chasing the fox with jiggly balls. Yep. I knew he was misreading the words and I laughed for a while.
Coherent book reading to children is overrated. Get your tired husband to do it and see what happens.
Today, JB, Eva and I spent much of the day together. I was working in Squaw Valley at a conference and brought the crew with me. We all enjoyed a lazy Saturday (I only managed 5 quick miles after breakfast). We walked through downtown Truckee and just did nothing. But then just late this afternoon, Eva and I went to a bridal shower for my soon to be cousin’s fiance. Watching her celebrate the beginnings of their life together. Saying out loud, her hopes, dreams, wishes for children, desires for travel and adventure brought me right back to the day all dreams begin. They begin with hope. It also made me grateful for love, which is where all dreams of hope begin.
When you stop hoping, you stop loving. Don’t do that:)
November 2 2013: I am grateful for hope. I am happy that the fire to hope is as bright as ever.