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27 again…birthday fun!

Every time I turn 27 again, it’s just awesome. Really. (16 times now, I’m getting good at this!!) To the guy who sold me my lottery ticket and wanted to make sure I was 18 (wink wink)….he so has my business forEVAH!!! To my favorite co-worker who told me how young I look. THESE are the people who make turning 27 again, just fun!! what’s a number anyway….phhht!!!

Since I didn’t take the day off, my awesome friends at work had b-day snacks aplenty in the healthy fashion…even the cake was a lo-cal version….of the frickin’ delish nature!! And lovely flowers from one of the girls who just has an amazing garden of flowers and shares them for birthdays. Adoration for lunch. Bomb-dig. Chinee-takee-outee (is that PC?) for dinner and homemade birthday cake for dessert. Catching up on Once Upon a Time with the girls after showers.

Top it all off with a slew of text messages, phone serenades, Facebook/Twitter wishes, a super awesome “Thirty-One” casserole baking carrier, Silpada earrings, mani-pedi, hand soap….what girl could be happier?? None in this house.

And now, it’s time to put this 27 (again) gal to bed! Peace out y’all!

Mother’s Day Wrap-up

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Happy Mother’s Day to my mom, and all moms out there. We’re having a nice day here so far….I woke up with a headache/migraine-starter, 50% chance of rain expected for the afternoon BUUUUUUUUT……I have Excedrin on board, with coffee, Hubby is making breakfast, our youngest couldn’t wait to give me her present (which promptly made me cry) and she promised to smile this year for our picture. Here’s hoping for the best!

Today though, I realize that it hasn’t always been such a super day for me and it isn’t such a super day for everyone else. In fact, today can be a painful reminder for many women. Today I’ll remember my cousins who buried their mom a few weeks ago and other friends whose moms have passed away over the years. I’ll remember friends who are estranged from their mothers and struggle and doubt their own motherhood and parenting (which, BTW is phenomenal!!) . I’ll remember friends who’ve never had a chance to be a mother due to infertility. I’ll remember friends who have lost children. I’ll remember friends who care for special needs children. I’ll remember friends who are single mothers. I’ll remember friends who are struggling with prodigal children. I’ll remember friends who might be let down by the commercialism and in-your-face-ness of the perfect Mother’s Day.

This morning and this day I cried a few times, tears of joy and love, from a heart filled with gratitude toward my husband who is setting a beautiful example for our children through our marriage and his parenting, for children who test me, teach me, love me, forgive me, make me laugh and make each day better just by being part of our family.

Blast from the past!

Me, my Mom and my sister

Last year. Just keepin’ it real. Truly a favorite picture!!

Mom’s photo after Mass, my awesome necklace, cake and card.

And so the kid photo is a little blurry…Hubby is no fan of the iPhone camera and gave me full permission (demanded) I get my real camera fixed….beautiful necklace of which you can design your own HERE, the Publix cake and sweet girl’s card/letter to me. And just think, my birthday is only 4 days away and we can do this AGAIN!!!!

Precious life

When you can’t fix it….

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I came to a revelation of sorts yesterday while I was home with our sick kiddo. First of all, I am not really a patient mother/wife/person when it comes to dealing with sick people, perhaps it comes from dealing with sick people all day; I have no compassion. It’s awful. I know. I try to be kind, but it is forced. The same thing happens if someone is going through a really difficult mental issue. No compassion. I try. Again, it’s forced and impatient. Last night, in talking with Hubby I realized that when it comes to my family and friends and their sickness and struggles I harden because I’m angry. I’m not angry with THEM, I’m angry with the fact that there is NOTHING I can do to “fix it”. I might be able to lessen the symptoms and make them more comfortable, however, for me…..that’s not enough, I want it fixed. Over, done and move on. It is why I am calm in the middle of a crisis (mostly), I focus on the end, the solution and what I can do to get there.

I’m not sure what I’ll do with this information. Mentally, I KNOW I can’t fix anything…and it is a work on growing my faith to do what I CAN do in loving on my friends and family during their times of sickness and struggle and to trust in Him, the Great Physician to take care of the rest. So, I suppose now that I’ve identified my issue I can pray on it and listen for direction and perhaps maybe, just maybe, be a little more compassionate when those times come.

Mark 16:18 “And these signs will accompany those who believe: in my name they will cast out demons; they will speak in new tongues; they will pick up serpents with their hands; and if they drink any deadly poison, it will not hurt them; they will lay their hands on the sick, and they will recover.”

Try Tri…

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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!

Lining up

And they’re off…..(shooting blind here, had NO idea where Hubby was in the pack)

All I can say is…I was in that water yesterday and it was COLD! No thank you.

Lifeguards. Making sure no one is drowning from a kick to the head.

Go, baby, GO!

Bikes corralled and ready to go….

From fish to firma…on wheels…

the home stretch….all 4 miles of it….phew!

Under 1:40….not bad for an “old” guy…. 😉

The race tent for the record keepers….extremely well run race…no pun intended!

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!

making the trek

Trekking through life: Faith, family, friends and a whole lot of coffee!