It’s Monday again already. I don’t feel too bad because I only work until Wednesday this week.
I took off to go to Lael’s class on Thursday to chaperone a field trip and take cupcakes to celebrate her birthday.
Mah baby will be 7 on Friday. I’m not ready to accept that so….moving on.
This weekend I launched Operation Run My Ass Off. It went pretty well except for the fact that I have the miles in my iPod and the computer says it transferred to my Nike account but it’s not showing up.
That’s kind of annoying.
So I got up at 8am on Saturday. Bundled little man up in his jogging stroller and we hit the waterfront trail.
It was all sorts of awesome. I think he enjoyed it more than me.
When I got back it was time for Lael’s soccer game.
She scored 3 goals. She’s awesome like that.
Afterwards we relaxed until it was time to go to our neighbors Halloween Party.
The kids showed up in their costumes and played games like find the skull (like Easter egg hunting), pin the wart on the witch, and made candy necklaces that were shaped like little bones.
Kobi fell asleep and I was ready to go home when I found out the party was actually a sleepover.
Lael practically ran me over trying to go home to get her pj’s and toothbrush.
Hubby figured since we were practically alone he would take advantage of me.
Too bad me and Kobi were sleep by 9:30.
Party animals we are.
Sunday, I tried to sleep in. But the guilt ate away at me and I got up and strapped on my sneakers and hit the jogging path again.
I just really wish it would update. Of course I’m too lazy to try to figure it out. I mean. What are husbands for?
I spend the rest of my Sunday, cleaning and doing laundry.
Did anyone watch Desperate Housewives last night? Doesn’t Paul creep you the hell out?
Anyway, I have to make a few phone calls about Lael’s party this Saturday.
Obviously, parents have forgotten how to RSVP these days. I mean, seriously, I sent an E-vite. Click yes, or no.