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Summertime and the living is easy….for those who have off that is!
‘Tis the last week of summer for us and I’m taking off Wed-Fri to chill and occupy the children. Except that I panicked at the thought of the next 4 months being utterly sucked up by soccer and cheer practice/games and any opportunity of any travel outside of games is POOF, gone, so I decided to make an somewhat-impromptu visit to see my girlfriend in Atlanta. Taking my girls, of course. (the boys aren’t interested…they are too cool for that, besides her boys won’t be there…)
It will be a busy few days, because that’s how I roll….all busy and hectic and such…it’s black and white with me sometimes–ok mostly. Balls to the wall busy or slug.
Anyway, possibly a day trip to Gainesville to see my pregnant friend before she enters the world of 4 kiddos, birthday skateboard shopping for our almost 15-year-old! WHhAaTt?!??!?! Meet the teachers. Pick up middle schooler’s schedule/locker/etc.
But first….let me get my arse off the chair and get ready to GO VOTE!
Have a great day and hopefully will have some fun stuff for you at the end of the week!
Ciao!
Try Tri…
If you’ve ever had the desire to participate in a triathlon or perhaps even COMPETE in a triathlon, you might be missing a few screws. Just sayin’ . I’m not slandering you or anything, because my Hubby falls in that category. It’s an observation. My observation. Just in case you ARE a triathlon person you don’t need to get your athletic panties in a wad…
Today marked Hubby’s return to triathlon competing. yay him. It’s all good though. I’m proud of him. I can’t run anymore, but even when I did…..NO. DESIRE. Mostly because I’m pretty certain I’d panic in the swim and drown. Not my strong suit. Plus, I’d be all concerned about what is swimming under and around me…visions of Jaws are seared in my brain. Oh and biking…eh. I hate that my rear is so sore….and yes, I know it goes away (I did actually teach spin classes for several years), but I only like to bike easy on the beach, like this on Saturday:

See, my girl likes a little break while biking…nice and easy, little breeze, water break….that’s a good ride!
However, today we got the kids up bright and early…5:30 a.m. on a Sunday. Good times…..fortunately, they have one more week of sleeping in to recover! The bonus was the beautiful sunrise at the start of the race.
And then the race began. Men first (in yellow caps)….followed by the ladies (in green caps). The race was:
800 yd. ocean swim/15 mile road bike/4 mile beach run
We haven’t got the final results yet but Hubby did very well, placing roughly 7th in his age group and 40-something out of about 150ish people. Awesome effort. Rewarded by Dunkin Donuts at home! Can I get a WOOP WOOP?!?!!! Enjoy and hopefully you’ll get a nap today like I plan on doing!

Passing time between clapping, getting sandy, rinsing off and getting on each other’s nerves. However, they were there to cheer on Dad and afterward said, “Eh, it wasn’t so bad. I just didn’t want to get up so early.” pssst…sneak peek into back to school/reality kiddos! (they did actually come over to the finish line to clap/cheer on and high 5 Dad…they come through in the clutch!)
Happy Sunday, ya’ll!
Manic Monday
After the whirlwind weekend comes crazy Monday….
Starting off innocently and with bright hopes for the day with a great boot camp, shower, some quiet time and then off to wake up the littlest (our older girl had a sleepover) and then…..at 7:22 a.m. as I was gently waking her and asking what she wanted for breakfast….I realized….I……was the early person. Yes, the person who “opens up” at 7:30 a.m. Oh. crud. Bless her heart,she opened those eyes and joined “Team Mom” and dressed and got ready in record time as I made lunches and got myself ready. I made it to work @ 8:06 and FORTUNATELY had NO patients waiting…..phew!!!
Nothing like a little adrenaline to start the day.
The evening was apparently a bit of a peek into what the next few months have in store for us with dueling sports/practices/games going on. We’ve done this before and I guess enough time must have passed that I forgot how psycho that time was….kind of like being pregnant/giving birth/babies. So….here we go again. Lord, have mercy on us.
We have a cheerleader for a Pop Warner football league and a soccer player entering the club bracket for the first time. We will have NO. LIFE. for the next four months. So call me. maybe. or text. or email. or Facebook me. or read my blog, it may get interesting as the seasons start (because we’re still in “practice” with no games until September)….on a plus side, I’ll be getting lots of cardio in during the practices, so there’s that.
I thought it went fairly well with Hubby on “deliver-the-girls to practice” duty and me on pick-up. I had son #2 put dinner in the oven and Hubby would be home in time from his swim to dish it out and get the sides ready, except………somehow…..the oven didn’t actually get turned ON. Therefore….pancakes, eggs and hash for dinner. And it was ready. My Hubby rocks. and he makes great pancakes, too! 😉
So…..little speedbumps to smooth out…but that’s what practice runs are for, right? Boys and girls we learned a few good lessons today:
1) Make sure you know WHEN you are supposed to be somewhere.
2) Make lunches the night before. Time saver here.
3) Teach the boy to push the button PROPERLY…
4) Always have pancakes, eggs and hash on hand. oh, and chocolate chips. they go good in pancakes and in a REAL crisis you can just eat them by the handful.
Hypochondriacs, UNITE!!
Sometimes it’s a problem working in the medical field. For a lot of reasons. First, let me assure you, I enjoy my job, taking care of patients (I’m a nurturer), hearing their stories and seeing what’s going on inside the body (I like to pretend I’m a doctor and figure out what’s the problem–makes the day more interesting). Buuuuuuuut……sometimes I get a little over it and have to dig DEEP for some compassion, because after the 20th whine story I’d rather get a spinal needle in the eye. Just sayin’….that’s when my friend and I encourage each other with these kind of things:
The bad thing is that when people get sick at home and I’ve been dealing with sick people all day, sometimes I have to dig even deeper. Pathetic. I know. And this week I’ve had to pull out the big shovel and dig for flippin’ China because we’ve had round 2 of our youngest getting sick AGAIN with a visit to the After hours Ped clinic and diagnosed with a virus lasting 5-7 days. Nausea, fever and all the good stuff that goes with it (if you can read between the lines). After recent strep throat and treatment for that, I was less than amused to deal with a virus. Nor was she. <sigh> Then it gets good….
Hubby becomes violently ill the next night with our daughter’s symptoms. Great. (here comes living out that “in sickness and in health” part…. So after a night of holding our daughter’s hair back a few times and about 3 hours of sleep next to the human furnace, I was thrilled to head to work, leaving our 14-year-old in charge of doling out Tylenol and water. Both of them were basically out of commission the entire day. I came home from work and went to work bleaching both bathrooms, kitchen and doling out more fluids and meds. They were rallying, then….
Dearest daughter complained of peeling feet and achy joints. I made the fatal mistake. yes. I web-surfed her symptoms. I know better. Let me STRONGLY encourage you. DO. NOT. DO. THIS. EVER. SERIOUSLY. Every symptom has a bizarre and rare disease to match on the web (this is why you DON’T surf the web for medical advice, people!). I found a disease for her, too. I did what any mother would do. I made her another doctor appointment. Hubby took her (he is now recovering somewhat). She did not have Kawasaki disease despite the matching symptoms…PHEW!…she DID (they are pretty sure after the swab)…have another round of Strep throat, so it’s another visit to Publix for free antibiotics and hopefully we are all on the upswing…… but…..
There are 4 other people in the house still, so we will see how it goes!
St. Raphael, the Archangel, patron saint of illness and healing, Pray for us!
















