Monday, September 28, 2015

I can't stain the periago, I'm wearing a boot

I guess it was around May or June that my foot started to hurt, and like any normal person I did the most responsible thing and ignored it. I chalked it up to turning the big 4-0, the move, and well, because I've always had feet that hurt. But this pain has been different, and most importantly won't ever really go away. 

So finally I broke down and went to a doctor. The diagnosis? Posterior tibial tendon dysfunction, a bone spur, and plantar fasciitis. Like I said, TURNING 40. 

And I walked out of that office in a boot. 


It's been a dream.

Actually the boot makes it hurt more, and I've been rebellious and took it off.

But enough about the boot.

This all happened right before the weekend we had set to stain the PERIAGO (as my sister calls it) so that meant I really couldn't help stain the pergola. Some might call that coincidence, but I call it divine intervention.

See Paul up there? Yeah, that's where he spent hours.

And this was a family event.

All hands on deck.

We started out strong.

But some of us remained strong longer than others.

These two worked so hard.

 I was so proud of Pierce, he really is a HUGE help.

And then some of brought the team down.

But I was good at filling waters, and telling them how wonderful they were.

It literally took an entire weekend.

And and it ended with a vow to never stain a periago ever again.

From my seated position on the chair I could tell them it was well worth it.

And now we enjoy it.

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Family time

Yes, we are still alive. 

And even excited about life, as my staged expression shows here. 

Not long ago Jami and I were having a conversation and she said something that really stuck with me, "I think Instagram has taken the place of blogging." And that was like a lightbulb,YOU'RE RIGHT!

Over on Instagram you take a photo of the highlight of your day or weekend, throw a caption on it, and bam, here's my life. Quick and easy. So maybe that explains some of my blogging slump, that and time.

But here I am, alive and well, and intending on telling you who are chomping at the bit (HI MOMS AND DADS) some goings ons.

Spending time with family, THAT'S BEEN GOING ON.

You see how exciting we are when we're together.

Jo was here for a weekend. We managed to be a little more exciting than naps, but not by much.

Of course her visit warranted THE SELFIE STICK!

And there is only one reason I posted so many pictures of this...

Check out Paul.


How does one do that? I have no clue.

Also, Neena and Papaw came for a visit.

It was Grandparents Day and book fair all rolled into one. Kids were so spoiled by them, but I suppose books is a good thing to go overboard on.

The kids just love seeing their family.

And I am ALWAYS thankful for family coming to see us.

Until next time!

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Living life

I used to be a diligent blogger. 


I know my family looks forward to the updates, I know they want to see what's going on in our lives, but I just can't keep up these days. 

My days are filled with work, homework, dinners, running practice, small group, clean up, attempted laundry, and somewhere in there family time. 

I suppose I could stay up really late and blog, but we all know what a diva I am if I don't get enough sleep. Ain't nobody got time for that. 

I guess I'm just saying, hang in there with me. I'm going to try my best to blog once a week, but we all know it may be once a month. 

I guess I'm just busy living life, not blogging it. 

Here's a family photo to tide you over....

Friday, August 28, 2015

In which TWO kids run.

In May Pierce started asking, "mom when does running start back up." 

And for two months it was that question OVER and OVER. 

He really loves to run, so when the EXCITING news came in July I almost couldn't hold him back. SON IT'S TIME TO RUN. 

Now we as a family had been working on running together, and well, as you can see, IT WASN'T PRETTY.

I've said it before, I will say it again, I've never enjoyed running. I have tried many times to get it, but I just don't, and I thought Hope was like me. We asked her many times over last year if she wanted to join running club and she always gave a firm no.

But then this year I noticed she would jog along the group. But still would give a firm no on joining. WHATEVER HOPE.

Then one night she sheepishly told me, "mom I'm gonna join."

And then she was in it to win it, with all the hype leading up to the first run.

Early on a Saturday morning, both nervous. 

Hundred of kids at this race.

Somewhere between 150-160 kids.

Eventually I lose them in the sea of bodies.

But then you hunker down at the finish line and wait to see your child.

I heard a friend say, "I see long sleeves, it's Pierce" and I was uh, no way.

He came in 9th place, out of 150.

First place for Natcher.

His improvement from last year is huge.

And then here came Hopie. She seriously rocked it! She came in 56th, and smoked many of the boys! Considering she just joined, I was really impressed.

And once she completed it, she was SO glad she did it.

So for the next couple months we will be watching them cross finish lines

Looking extremely pained while doing so.

But seriously sweet watching them dig in and give all they got.

Not sure how long the running thing will last

But as a non-runner who always envied runners, I hope they can stick with it.

Besides we are having fun.

And making the best memories.