I am a big Rolling Stones fan. In fact, I used to work for them when I first moved to San Francisco! And one of my favorite songs is this one: You Can't Always Get What You Want. Truer words were never sung.
This weekend I wanted to run 16 miles but sickness has completely taken me over and while I'm glad I did something uncomfortable and *tried* going out there to run them, after 7.5 miles I knew I was making a mistake. I couldn't regulate my body temp (I went from extreme heat to shivers) and I couldn't eat my bagel before the run so my energy level went down fast. Aside from that failed attempt to do my long run and a little pumpkin carving, I've been in snoozing.
I'm going to take my own advice and not push it, and control what I can control which is to drink a ton of fluids and stretch and sleep. Oh and binge watch Ozark on Netflix. How can Jason Bateman be so endearing as both an animated fox in Zootopia and also a money laundering dad in Ozark is beyond me. I'm one of the only people on the planet (it feels at times) who hasn't seen Breaking Bad but I'm told the plot is similar to that idea.
I love when I run and little tips of the bridge pop up every few blocks or so...
I thank my blessings every day for the people in my life, especially my husband. He has been keeping the calendar and chores together while I've been pretty useless. We have this down pat by now (for the most part) when someone is sick. You let them sleep for 2-3 full days and then they need to start kicking in again or go to the doctor. We had a good time carving pumpkins. It was the first year when The Dude carved his almost entirely on his own. Croc's favorite part was pulling out the insides. There is nothing I love more than holiday traditions and the boys are starting to get it now too. I want them to look forward to family time, even when they're teenagers and have their own social lives.
After a few years of trial and error on where the best place is to carve pumpkins to avoid mess, we've landed on the kitchen floor with an assist by a handful of Trader Joe's brown bags. I *knew* my hoarding of bags would come in handy one day!!
Bottom (L to R): The Dude, Jon, me
And he took the boys to the park for a ride and took The Dude to his soccer game where they WON and he was MVP!!! We were very proud. Between you and me, I think he was awful proud of the dirt and mud all over him :)
My mom got her birthday gift and she loved it (I knew she would!) and the best part is she was on a trip with her sisters visiting another one of her sisters so she got to share the candy with all of them! I'm really excited that she is flying out for the race too! She's bringing one of her friends who is pretty much like family to me. Sacramento will be all decorated for the holidays so we're extending the trip a little to show the boys around Old Sacramento.
She sent us this picture of an oreo cow (which is actually called a Belted Galloway).
Jon caught the cutest thing the other day. The Dude was trying to help his little bro get dressed and selected a pair of jeans that were about two sizes too big. When he realized they were the wrong size he said, "Aw MAN!" Look how Croc just lays there not helping at all like he's a king!
Pocket picture. I told The Dude to arrange it however he wanted.
I hope you had a great weekend!
Have you ever seen an oreo cow?
Tell me the craziest thing you've found in a pocket.
(Almost) daily blogger. Sober runner. Mental sh*t stirrer. Pro gender equality in tech. Family first.