Wow!! I can't believe it's been a month since my last blog! Told ya I wasn't very good at this. Here's another thing I'm not so good at.......Zumba! My friend Karen and I have been taking Zumba for a year now and I'm still not graceful. I start out moving my uncoordinated feet, once I get that going I then try to add the hips.....ya..haha...now this is when things go awry....adding the arms. I mean really, moving 3 different parts of your body in time to the music, but not. Ya. Karen and I spend most of the class looking at each other and laughing. Now keep in mind we do try our best at shaking the lard off our booty. We have to.......we need to burn calories to make room for our after class latte session. Heck, it's the only reason we go. A girls night out with our favorite lattes. Then, while we sit and enjoy our tasty treat, we discuss why our booty is still there and what can we do about it...........without giving up our latte. Yes, it's a vicious circle and I'm sure many of you can concur.....a battle that may be hard to win.

So, enough with Zumba.....how about that Hot Yoga!? Stephanie and I decided to give it a try. You are in a room with a temperature of 43 or hotter. Now THAT should melt the lard of my butt. Well....so you'd think. Imagine twisting yourself into unusual positions in a normal class. Now add the heat. Your body is literally dripping wet and then you are expected to hold positions....pretty tough when your body parts are sliding everywhere, you lose your balance and over you go. Well, that's me anyway. Stephanie, not so much. She's pretty poised. Must be an age thing. Oh and another thing....I come out of an hour class looking like a drowned rat while Stephanie looks ready for a date. My hair is stuck to my face or sticking straight up while hers is neatly coiffed into a lovely bun with trendles of wet hair curling around the sides. My face looks blotchy and tired where hers looked youthfully misted by the fresh dew in the morning air! Sigh!

So....Karen and I have decided we're going to try water aerobics. We should be pretty buoyant and I'm sure the water will hold us up and will keep us fresh with no sweat. Wish us luck! Haha ya right.

Migranes Do Give You Down Times to Reflect

So........... it's been a while. Seems summer is passing by quickly and I haven't had a moment to even think. This summer has been very busy and today I'm saddled with a whopper of a migrane that has forced me to take pause in my busy life, so here I am.....blogging. My daughter Stephanie has come and gone......California......Romania........BC........and now a camping trip with friends that I've hardly seen her that much this summer. But thank goodness for technology, because what would I do without all her drama on a daily basis. She starts college in the fall and that has been an adventure. Today, I finally got all her classes in place and paid that huge honkin whopper of a bill. Hmmm......appreciate much?

My son Colton has decided he needs a new snowboard because apparently his is too used and small. So my husband and Colton set off to a snowboard convention in hopes of finding a new board. Now this would be my fault as I suggested they go together as I had to work and would be a good father son bonding time. BIG BIG mistake. It's like letting children loose in a toy store. Let me see.....they came home with new goggles (didn't need), now gloves (didn't need), new board bag (didn't need), new boots (doubtful that was needed) and a new (SPRING) coat (which he needed for WINTER). Oh, and.....wait for it.....NO BOARD. Hmmmm. Now isn't that what they were supposed to go for. Will I ever learn. Now, if I had gone, this wouldn't of happened and he would of been lucky to come home with a happy, sane Mama, possibly with a new board and a WINTER coat.

So, for now I will reach for my super dose Advil and super strenght Tylenol and try to clear this foggy brain of mine, there's no sense in fussing now. It will just give me another headache. Maybe that's why I have a migrane.......MEN! oh and my Drama Queen Steph.

Until next time..........

Forgetfullness

So, in my last blog I had mentioned that I'm not one for keeping daily logs. Well, apparently I'm forgetful as well. I kinda forgot I was doing this blog thingy. Sigh.

Speaking of being forgetful, my husband had a moment himself. You see.....he relies on me......I honestly don't know what he would do with out me. On Friday, Derek, my son and my son's friend Nick (whom we call our other son) packed up the holiday trailer and ventured off to the Indy races. A whole weekend of fun, loud noise, and the normal primate bonding the men like to do at these events.

Anyhow, I'm at work enjoying the wonderful notion of my daughter and I spending a little girl time together, when my phone suddenly rings with that kind of "help me" ring. I just knew it would be HIM!

I look at the phone and acknowledge my husbands number staring at me. "Hey Honey!", he says. Yup, there it is! The tone, the sheepish smile on his face that you can hear reverberating through the phone. The only thing I say with a, what did you do now tone, is "Derek!?". And you wait for it, you just know what's coming. "So.....what are you and Stephanie doing to tonight?", he asks. My response......."Wwhhyy?" Oh.....just wondering if you want to make a trip up to the races?"
Ok.....now this is when you just know.......you pause, trying to control your, "You have got to be kidding" response. "Please tell me you didn't!!" Yup........ he did.

After getting the trailer all set up, they ventured off to the races. It was at that moment he realized he doesn't have his tickets. Yup, the main item you need to attend an event and there they were, left behind right where he put them, 2 hrs away!

So, like any other loving, caring wife, who appreciates her husband........I sent them on the Greyhound.

You really didn't think I'd drive up there, did you. Haahaahaahaa. Silly you.
Until next time........ if I remember.........

Diaries. I'm not one to keep a daily diary of my daily doings. I know a lot of people who journal, blog, keep dairies and have found them to be very therapeutic............hmm....... So I thought I would give it a go and see if I can retain any sanity I may have left.

I have a daughter who graduated this year from high school and a teen son who just recently has developed a wicked, sarcastic sense of humor. Apparently he is just like me..........I just don't remember being that funny. I have a wonderful husband who works way too much and way to hard. And that is where my daughter gets her attitude. She is just like her father! All work and no play. No sense of humor at all

.Oh, I also have 2 dogs who think the world revolves around them!

So I will give this a whirl and see how sane I become............until next time.....whenever that may be.......