Thoughts, Pictures, Wyatt's bday party and Whatever else

Last night was a rough night.  I started feeling extremely tired at work and then the migraine symptoms started... spotted vision, things sounding weird, looking weird, extreme exhaustion, etc.

It was a good thing Wyatt's game was cancelled because I needed to just do nothing.  I asked Dale if he could handle dinner.  No problem.  I laid down on the couch and was out.  I'm thankful it didn't turn into a full blown migraine.  I haven't had issues with that in a really long time.  I'm not really sure what's up but I need to get this out of my system.  I got up to eat and go to bed and that was about it.  I did throw some laundry in the washer and actually got a load completed even dried and folded AND put away with very little fuss.  Dale took care of dinner, baths, and the clean up.  So thankful for having such a great husband. 

I feel better today but still a little on the tired side.  I really need to fuel up for Saturday!  I'm excited and I'm ready to just run it.  No pressure about time.  I want to push my limits a little but not too early.  I want to go with the flow as much as possible.  I might even turn the sound on my app off of and only look when I feel like I need to.  We'll see how it goes.  

I did my last run on Monday.  It was around 12 miles with an 8:20 pace in the rain.  I did have to take a break at mile 5 because of the storm and lightning that was getting too close, but at the end of my 12 I still felt like I could keep going.  I have no worries of surviving Saturday.  I'm totally in this to run off of how I feel.  Of course I want a good time, but I'm not breaking any records or anything.  I'm totally in this for the experience.  No negative thoughts.  Nothing but self love and praise!   

This is my friend/might as well be sister Lyndsey.  Can you believe that is her natural eye color?  Beautiful!  I love this picture of her.  She married one of my husband's best friends from college and we've been in each other's lives ever since.  They came to support me for the show and I had Wyatt's bday party kind of short notice to make sure they would be here for it. 

My brother, my soon to be sister-in-law, T, Stacyyyyyy

Billy is up next on that WBFF stage.  LOL!  He'd never!

I whined because I didn't have shades and they thought this was a good solution.

Siblings... there when you need them.

Totally related and totally all squint our noses the same when we are cracking up apparently. 

We don't feel like we get enough pictures together.

This is about all I have of party pics.  My dad was playing photographer.  These 2 are the only ones I have with my good camera.  And, of course Wyatt's face would be hidden!

Found these on my phone...

I threw this one in there because I forgot I took these early this spring.  It was cold but they wouldn't stop playing in the muddy water. 

Wyatt's field day - blast!

The girls beat them twice. 

This one... well, that's my son and his "friend" Kyra.  He's talked about her since the beginning of school and they will be having an ice cream "date" this Friday for his birthday.  I haven't told him yet. 

I'm excited about this summer.  I'm excited about not having an official plans or goals until the end of August as far as running and lifting goes.  I haven't worked out at all this week and I miss it bad.  Hopefully I can work it out to go to the gym with Dale during the week and run in between.  Who knows, I might get up early for a few early morning runs just because I miss it. 

I want to get stronger though.  I want more muscle bulk, like 5 to 7 pounds.  I don't want to get ripped and I know this will be hard with running so much, but I want more mass.  So, I'm thinking about things like that and how to get there.  I'm also thinking that next week I will get something moving around a Saturday morning get together with a bunch of people who want to get in shape and learn some things.  I'm no expert but I'm here to help where I can. 

I'm excited to hang out with super heroes in little clothes who steal my high heels. 

 

I'm excited about good times with good friends.

I'm excited about tanned skin and keeping my DIVA on. 

I'm excited about what this summer and next year will bring after I come down off the high of living so fully so far this year.  Who knows what all there is to come, but it's exciting!

Until I Read These Posts

Ya know, last night I had a bad night.  I've been in training all day at work, which is exhausting, I haven't planned meals this week, so my drive home is stressful trying to think of what we have and what I could get fixed and give myself time to workout before dinner is served at an extremely late hour.  I had a pity party.  My life was stressful, debt collectors call my house at 9pm desperately trying to get their money from someone else all the while waking up my kids I just threw in bed early because I couldn't take the fact that they just flooded the bathroom AGAIN.  Poor, poor me.  Today it was more of the same.  I'm getting a headache, I'm exhausted, I still can't fully hear out of my ear, blah, blah, blah. 

I put up this big talk sometimes about never quitting, about living your life to the fullest, about being your best self.  It can't happen 100% of the time and we all have to be ok with that.  Pull your big girl pants back up, lace up your shoes, throw a hair tie in your hair and be better tomorrow. 

I was sitting here getting that pissed off at the world thought again for no good reason when I decided to catch up on some blogs I've been missing over lunch.

Wow!  I know I refer you all to Amanda a lot, but there is good reason for that.  She is a great writer, inspirer, and friend.  She wrote about Superheros.  Her superhero son and superheros in life.  Such a great, great read that I can really relate to. 

And then I flipped over to Kristen's.  My goodness, what an inspiration.  Talk about a SUPERHERO.  Anything I write about it won't do it justice.  I had goosebumps the entire time I read it.  Watch the video too.  Talk about someone being their best self in times when it was hard to be the BEST at anything at all. 

I'm ashamed.  Ashamed that at times I let myself get too wrapped up in my own thoughts, observations that I turn into stories, and thoughts.  I make it all about me and how fed up I am at this and that.  A lot of times I write here and I'm speaking mainly to myself because it is what I need to hear.  Today was going to be one of those days where I just lay it out there and I was going to let you validate how we all have it hard some days and how you feel me and let me know I'm not alone.  Until I read these posts, got out of my own head a little bit, and set myself straight.

We all have it hard from time to time.  We all need to give ourselves a break when we aren't feeling our best self.  We need to let the mountains and the valleys rise and fall so that we can do the same.  We will never be our best self if we don't learn to take the steps to make it so.  To turn that bad day into the best tomorrow your child has lived.  To ask God for forgiveness for the poor girl you chewed out last night just for doing her job and plea that he gives her a big blessing today.  To let your sons jump from the coffee table to the couch more times than you can possibly count because in their minds they are being their best self and saving lives with every superhero noise they are surprisingly good at making.  They are practicing for their tomorrows as we are preparing for ours. 

There is no coincidence that I read Amanda's first.  There is no coincidence that Amanda's led right into Kristen's and there is no coincidence that I needed to read and hear both of them today, right now, in this moment.  And there is no coincidence as to why you are reading this now. 

Listen. Think. Apply - maybe this is my motto for 2013!  It's becoming a pattern.
Happy thoughts, friends and happy weekend.

A weekend of celebrating

"How was your weekend?"

I think this face sums it up perfectly. 

We celebrated our freedom and the beautiful weather and my 1st born's birthday. 

I tried to explain what freedom meant to a 5 and 3 year old.  Didn't go so well.  I'm sure I mentioned guns early on in the convo because that is what they relate to, but I'm sure I also lost them at that point because they were too busy thinking any of the following random thoughts:

I wonder how their guns sound

Were they long guns or short guns

I wonder if they had real bullets

I bet they had to be 18 to use those because that's what the sticker says

I better ask mom again if we can go to the store today to buy that cop gun

It would sound like a machine gun like this stldstldstldstldstldstldstld  stldstldstld   stldstldstld

For real, I'm sure they thought that.

 Moving on...

We celebrated Wyatt.  We had more people turn out than we expected.  The more the merrier, right?  Always!  So our little slide was packed by 2:30pm.  The day was perfect.  And the homemade ice cream sandwiches I made (thanks to the inspiration of AllParenting on Facebook, look them up and like them.  Great tips!  Plus, one of the writers is a blog friend) killer!

Isn't Weston adorable scaling that slide above?  He had the biggest grin on his face when he figured out he could do it just like the big boys. 

No time for breakfast or changing our clothes, there's a humongous slide in our yard!

It was so much fun.  Friends came from near and far and there was plenty of family to share laughs with. 

Everyone was tired and filthy at the end of the day. 

Side note:  We didn't tell Weston to cover his junk that's just his normal standing while naked position.

These boys will hopefully be friends for life, more like cousins, really.

We spent Sunday saying goodbye to friends and spending time with family, fishing, and getting chiggers

Monday, well, that's a whole 'nother story blog post.

To be continued...