Today I ran pain free. It's been a slow process recovering from my 5+ week old sprained ankle. It's still kinda shaped funny and I can't fully extend it...but I ran pain free today ~ and I'll take that. With all of my injury drama, I'm glad to report that I beat my January total...I ran 30½ miles in February and some of those were even outdoors.
2011 total is 58½ miles.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Winter Blahs
So much has happened the past month ~ yet I've found no inspiration to write about it. Maybe I can't find the words or maybe I do have the winter blahs.
Patrick turned 16 and got his driver's license at 9:30 that morning! He drove himself to Chardon (dentist appointment) 4 days later without getting lost. Independence is coming on swift feet. I spent a moment on the eve of his birthday being sad, but it's such a good thing that I can talk myself out of sad pretty quickly. After all, it's our job to help our kids spread their wings and support their steps to adulthood. (Easier said than done for this mom.)
We had three days of warm weather and all but the biggest snow piles melted. I ran outside and enjoyed. Then it turned cold again. We're in the middle of a winter storm right now (snow day number 6 on the year). It's coming down fast ~ they are saying we'll have possibly a foot by the end of the day. It is pretty, but I'm done. I want to garden and run outside and wear flip-flops. Those days of warm did more damage to my psyche than good!
But...I'm running without much pain in the ankle; the house is fairly clean {Mom and Dad were here for Patrick's birthday and Mom helped me dust. Mom said, "There's not near as much dust as the last time I was here." which just made us both laugh.}; my IEP crazy time at work is over; the yearbook is coming along nicely {only a few low battery moments}; we have a new pastor at church {starting in July}; tennis is starting in another week; the boys are signed up for spring soccer; I'm having the best school year ever. Life is good and Spring is coming.
Patrick turned 16 and got his driver's license at 9:30 that morning! He drove himself to Chardon (dentist appointment) 4 days later without getting lost. Independence is coming on swift feet. I spent a moment on the eve of his birthday being sad, but it's such a good thing that I can talk myself out of sad pretty quickly. After all, it's our job to help our kids spread their wings and support their steps to adulthood. (Easier said than done for this mom.)
We had three days of warm weather and all but the biggest snow piles melted. I ran outside and enjoyed. Then it turned cold again. We're in the middle of a winter storm right now (snow day number 6 on the year). It's coming down fast ~ they are saying we'll have possibly a foot by the end of the day. It is pretty, but I'm done. I want to garden and run outside and wear flip-flops. Those days of warm did more damage to my psyche than good!
But...I'm running without much pain in the ankle; the house is fairly clean {Mom and Dad were here for Patrick's birthday and Mom helped me dust. Mom said, "There's not near as much dust as the last time I was here." which just made us both laugh.}; my IEP crazy time at work is over; the yearbook is coming along nicely {only a few low battery moments}; we have a new pastor at church {starting in July}; tennis is starting in another week; the boys are signed up for spring soccer; I'm having the best school year ever. Life is good and Spring is coming.
Monday, February 14, 2011
cool
Two stories on Valentine's Day ~ both involving my eldest son...
#1 happened last week. I go up to his room to say good night, and he's already reading in bed. I ask if he wants me to read our book and he mumbles.. "mmum, muum" I ask if that means yes. "Muum, mum," I get back. A few more mumbled vollies happen, and I start reading our book, "mum, muum, mum mu..." I start to laugh. This is really funny. No response from Patrick. So I finally say, "laugh already, this is funny stuff."
And my son says, "I don't know why you're laughing, Mom, that's the coolest you've sounded in years."
#2 is better in a picture. NO MORE BRACES!
#1 happened last week. I go up to his room to say good night, and he's already reading in bed. I ask if he wants me to read our book and he mumbles.. "mmum, muum" I ask if that means yes. "Muum, mum," I get back. A few more mumbled vollies happen, and I start reading our book, "mum, muum, mum mu..." I start to laugh. This is really funny. No response from Patrick. So I finally say, "laugh already, this is funny stuff."
And my son says, "I don't know why you're laughing, Mom, that's the coolest you've sounded in years."
Sunday, February 13, 2011
IceTower
It started in our neighbor's front yard as a Christmas tree of ice. It looked rather pretty in December. Then, because this neighbor does nothing small, (he builds a HUGE spider out of culvert and metal pipes at Halloween time) he put a metal rod on top and added more water. It grew and grew and it is still growing (that's a sprinkler head at the very top). Some have called it odd. Some have called it obnoxious. Some have even called it obscene. I think it's kinda fun. It adds a certain eccentricity to the landscape of this world.
Dream Big or Go Home.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Mobile Technology
A commentary on Weather Reporting.
I guess it's been 10 years or so since weather forecasting has gone "high-tech". I remember Doppler Radar changing the way we were informed of what's outside the window. All of a sudden we were getting breaking stories in the middle of prime-time television to tell us it's raining out there and this certain street in this certain city is really having it come down hard. And this was supposed to change our world.
Well, I believe that it has changed our world. We've become citizens afraid to venture out there because we've been told that it's the "worst-storm-ever" or my favorite, a "snowpocalypse". We've never know more about the fronts and the areas of low pressure than we do now, and we're afraid.
It's snow people. We get it every winter. We've driven in it all our lives. It's not any different now that it was twenty years ago. And I don't need a television reporter driving around with a video camera (touted as cutting edge mobile technology) showing me the snow on the road.
Obviously ~ I'm losing this argument. The TV stations have spent thousands of dollars on their technology ~ and they've got to make it worth their while. So I guess I'll have to join them. This picture from my cutting edge mobile technology shows the road conditions coming home from The Q and our free Monster's game yesterday... It's the "weather out my window" because I had my "boots in the snow":
I guess it's been 10 years or so since weather forecasting has gone "high-tech". I remember Doppler Radar changing the way we were informed of what's outside the window. All of a sudden we were getting breaking stories in the middle of prime-time television to tell us it's raining out there and this certain street in this certain city is really having it come down hard. And this was supposed to change our world.
Well, I believe that it has changed our world. We've become citizens afraid to venture out there because we've been told that it's the "worst-storm-ever" or my favorite, a "snowpocalypse". We've never know more about the fronts and the areas of low pressure than we do now, and we're afraid.
It's snow people. We get it every winter. We've driven in it all our lives. It's not any different now that it was twenty years ago. And I don't need a television reporter driving around with a video camera (touted as cutting edge mobile technology) showing me the snow on the road.
Obviously ~ I'm losing this argument. The TV stations have spent thousands of dollars on their technology ~ and they've got to make it worth their while. So I guess I'll have to join them. This picture from my cutting edge mobile technology shows the road conditions coming home from The Q and our free Monster's game yesterday... It's the "weather out my window" because I had my "boots in the snow":
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