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The merry, merry month of May.  Truly it is.  The month of Mary.  Mother’s Day.  My birthday.  My sister and nephew’s birthdays.  Memorial Day.  Graduations.  The coming promise of summer.  All good stuff.  Truly.

And then, there is the avalanche of the end-of-the-school-year stuff.  End of course exams.  Banquets. Concerts.  Field Trips.  Band sign up for the coming year.  Take it all and multiply it by the number of kids you have and crap…suddenly May kind of sucks.  It’s like pouring 10 pounds of something into a 5 pound bag.  And it’s all GOOD stuff, so it’s really dumb for me to whine, but dang.  It’s exhausting.

The light at the end of the tunnel is no more projects, homework agendas, exams, early wake ups and fight to GET. IN. BED. ALREADY!  Because even though teenagers NEED a crazy amount of sleep, for some reason they are night owls who fight it.  It’s a vicious cycle.

Summer is coming.   Long days.  A rest (of sorts) to the schedule.  Beach days.  Friends, fun and boredom. Bring it on.  Now….just need to figure out when my friends are available to play!!

May the 4th be with you.  All month long!!

In the ear.  With my thumb nail.  Going to give him a hug.  It bled.  True story.

I have also elbowed him in the eye.  In bed.  Rolling over to give him a hug.  Another true story.

I have stepped on him while he was icing his back.

Tripped over his feet.

Mom, you should have named me Grace.

Tonight I spilled my entire glass of water at dinner.  Right onto his placemat.  Fortunately, it was a lovely evening and we were eating outside so most of it went through the table.  We just laughed.  And our girls?  Didn’t even bat an eye.

Why am I blogging about this?  Because someone, somewhere might really need a laugh and I offer you my clutziness.

Enjoy!

OK.  Slept in this a.m.

I’m a sore everywhere whiny baby.

Slept terribly.  Tossed and turned.  Hot.  cold.  Grumpy mama this a.m.

But…….the clothes are ready to roll for the a.m.

So, bring on Thursday!

Don’t worry, I won’t possibly keep this up daily; but here’s a couple of updates for you.

OPI gel polish system: my nails looked great all week, despite only one coat. The tips were wearing off slightly by the end of the week, but overall… Fantastic hold!!  Also, regular nail polish remover worked just fine.

Day 2 of “back at it”:  I did it. I’m sure to be a sore and whiny baby tomorrow with all muscle groups aching, but I did it. Also, food wise….. Pretty good.  Pretty good. So, there’s that.

Baby steps. One day at a time.

Blessings!!

I love cupcakes.  And cake.  OK.  Cookies, too.  Total and complete sweet-tooth.  If I could live off those 3, I would be ALL.  IN.

This past week I had my annual physical.  You see where this is going, right?

Actually, I also had recent labs, mammogram, eye check, teeth cleaned…the whole shebang.  And really, the only thing I’m monitoring is my possible “ocular hypertension”; which I am fairly certain is more a result of my irrational inability to stay still for the air puff test portion of the eye exam as well as letting the numbing drops work so the machine can get up close and personal with my eyeball.  I just cannot.  Seriously.  If I were being interrogated and that was the method of torture…I’d sing like a flippin’ bird.  Anyhooooooo……

My M.D. (who I just love) declared  me “perfect”.  To which I laughed out loud and said, “that’s a strong word….”perfect””.  So, she said if she was nitpicking, I could lose 20 pounds.  Basically, fit and fat.  What can I say?  I love cupcakes.  I simply won’t apologize for it.  Life is too short.

The bottom line is this:

• My husband loves me:  fluffiness and all.  That is the mot important thing.
• I am actually comfortable in my skin.
• Maybe it’s age, but I don’t obsess over being buff or a size 2.  Would it be great?  Meh. Probably more fun shopping for clothes, but is it going to change any aspect of my life dramatically or fix any problems?  Nope.
• My labs and all subsequent annual tests are good.   I’m not on any medications.   I have a wonderful marriage and awesome kids.  My shorts size isn’t going to change any of that.

With any pros there are cons.  So here is the flip side:

• I have a family history of heart disease and hypertension.
• Although I am comfortable in my skin, I don’t love my double chin (but really don’t like cosmetic surgery for a fix—–for me, no judgement here)
• I know better regular choices will increase my energy.

But ya’ll……I’m here to tell you, getting there and staying there (if you aren’t genetically coded for that) is some seriously hard work and crazy hard work.  Not to mention time-consuming.  I work full-time and have a busy family.  It’s going to take some patience, planning and realistic expectations.  Which I am working on right now.  Hard to work toward something if you haven’t decided what that “something” is.

One thing for sure, I know that whatever direction I go, it will be a realistic way of life and believe me……there will be cupcakes.