Just a few months back (or so it feels) I thought I was going to be back in the blogging saddle and ready to go. Then life happens, kids to get up, ready, on their way, work a little, training for my 60 mile walk(not as much as I should be at this point!), be a (mostly) good wife, so on and so forth. I always feel like I'm an hour short in the day to day madness (except when Hubby and Old Faithful are on the road and then I'm thankful that there isn't more hours to be a single parent!). In the past 5ish months we've managed to squeeze in:
Some quality beach time (but I could always use more salt air in my lungs)
Getting to know the (non drama) neighbors that I had shied away from the past 2+ years thanks to
the resident drama queen in the 'hood.
A weekend getaway to Old Edwards Inn for just the Hubs and I (the first such trip in 3 years!)
A fantastic gun safety/personal safety class (yes, the Wife is locked and loaded)
The Hubs first cancer screening. Yep.
Two nights in the hospital with Macho Man (and of course, that included an ambulance ride in the
middle of the night for he and I since Hubs was 7 hours away!)
Birdie was ran over by a fellow child on a bicycle...and after he hit her with his first wheel he proceeded to ride his brakes across her chest with the back wheel. And his parents have yet to
apologize or even have a conversation with me about it. Yeah, don't get me started on that one.
The beginning of Clemson football again--GO TIGERS!! Lovebug and I got to walk in right
behind the players this past weekend and she got to rub the Rock right behind them! Loved it!
A few little day trips here and there.
And the list goes on and on and on. When I was little I remember that it took forever for it to be either your birthday or Christmas and I vividly remember my Dad saying that when you get older that time moves faster. For the life of me I couldn't understand what that meant. Now, I know all too well what that means and it just leaves me wondering "Where has the time gone?"