FALL. BREAK. I know I said this yesterday, but I am so excited! We have a lot of fun planned over the next 10 days. It’s going to be like a really LONG Thanksgiving extravaganza! And the best part is that I get to spend all of it with my family and friends. YAY!
Well, I hope you all have a day where you get the party started!!!
Yesterday we took our annual Fall trip to Oak Glen. It is ALWAYS a beautiful day and it’s ALWAYS so much fun! It’s nothing like where we live. AND our cell phones don’t work there either. I LOVE IT. We have uninterrupted family time together. YIPPIE! We enjoy long walks and apple and chestnut picking. There are pumpkins and hay bales, trees and NATURE! It’s such a great way to experience and appreciate the change of seasons, especially living in Southern California. THIS is one of my most favorite family traditions.
Well, I hope you all have a day where feel like you visited a different world!!!
We have a had great summer so far. It’s been very busy but incredibly fun. We still have a few more weeks before my crew goes back to school and last night we were trying to figure out what else we can still fit in before we run out of summer time. We already have quite a few things left on our calendar but I’m going to give it my best shot to squeeze even more in. Because let’s be honest, summer is the BEST! And making memories with the ones you love most is just straight up AWESOME!
Well, I hope you all have a day where you pack it all in!!!
I love Sunday mornings. I usually wake up before everyone else like usual but I’m not rushing to do anything or to go anywhere. I enjoy the silence of the house. And even more, the sounds of everyone eventually waking and coming to find me. I have grown to love this routine. When we travel it is somehow even better. There is even more calm and silence before they wake. There is no rushing at all. I relax. Drink my coffee. Write. There is also an excitement looming regarding whatever adventure we have planned for that day. Then, I wait and listen to hear them wake. It’s different when we travel. With a family as large as mine we usually require a suite or at least two rooms to accommodate all of us. Even with the space, the sounds of our Sunday are different. The closer proximity allows me to hear their breathing and movement that often reminds me of when my crew were babies. They are definitely not babies anymore. Sid and George are adults now. In September Libs will be turn 15 and Reese, 8. Sometimes I can’t believe how much time has passed since I first became a mom. It’s honestly mind-boggling. I have been blessed to be home with all of them since day one. I can honestly say that I haven’t missed much of their childhoods. I love when they tell me that too. They appreciate it just as much as I do. I know that because I haven’t missed much that it makes it much harder for me to let go. To have had the privilege of raising them and watch them grow up is the greatest gift God has ever given me. I love them so much. With all the change that is coming, George off to college for the first time and Sid returning to hers, I seem to cherish every moment I share with them collectively even more. They really are my world. And no matter how far away life and their dreams may take them, they will always be my babies. So, it may seem silly to some that I’ve grown to love the sounds of our lazy Sunday mornings, but for this mama, these sounds mean family.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you listen to the sweet sounds of your family!!!
Today we celebrated a belated Mother’s Day and birthday for my wonderful stepmom. During our little party Sid FaceTimed us … and it was everything I love. The ease of our conversations and our time together (be it electronically or in person) is what makes my heart happiest. I am so very thankful for my family. Goodness, I love them!
Well, I hope you all had a lovely Sunday!!!
I love this day! I woke up feeling great this morning. That time change had kicked my but this year! I felt like I woke up tired all week. I got a good run in and a yoga class. Gosh, I needed both. BADLY! Then I spent some time with Sid and Reese at our local arboretum that was hosting their annual Veggie Palooza. G3 and Libs didn’t want to go. Apparently not all teenagers find vegetables fun. HA! Anyway, we came home and just chilled out around the house TOGETHER. Boy oh boy, it sure is nice having all the kids at home.
Well, I hope you all are having a wonderful Saturday!!!
I often judge a good training run by how awful I feel running it. No joke. Am I hot, sweaty and miserable? Do my lungs feel like they are going to explode? Do my legs feel like they are being pushed to the limit? And … do I want to throw up? Yep, I mean barfing. To clarify, actual barfing is bad, but feeling like I want to barf is a good thing. At least for me. It’s a gauge to know that I have really pushed myself as hard as I could. Now, don’t get me wrong, I don’t recommend doing this. I know my body and what my limits are. I adhere to the rule of “safety first”. I know what it feels like to push myself and I know what it feel like to almost black out while running because I pushed too far. Sadly, I’ve gotten there and it is SCARY.
Anyway, on my run Saturday I was pretty darn happy with myself. I was doing some hill training and was quite miserable … AND … I wanted to throw up. I knew when I was done, I could do no more. I carried on with my day as usual then later in the afternoon I felt queasy again. I chalked it up to dehydration and drank a lot of water. Minor dehydration is not uncommon for runners especially when the heat comes into play. We have been having some warm days lately so my dehydration didn’t come as a surprise to me. To put it in perspective, it was 93 degrees here today. Some winter!
Yesterday I woke feeling good and headed out with my family for a lovely Valentine’s Day at the Getty Villa, dinner at Philippe’s and dessert at Donut Man. It was a great day! I do admit, however, that there were a few times yesterday when I felt a moment of nausea creep in. Again, I just drank more water and felt fine. Well, sadly I was nauseous again today too, only this time it was WAY worse. I felt terrible! And my poor Reese is not feeling good either. She has had almost no appetite. I am no doctor but I am pretty darn sure that she didn’t catch my dehydration. So now, I realize one thing. I have not been dehydrated, I have been sick! Ugh.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you weren’t out spreading around all your germs!!!