Hazy August Nights
I figured I'd better stop in quick and offer my faithful reader(s) their dose of chaos commonly refered to as my life.
Actually, It's been quite peaceful as of late ( frantically knocking on all available wood) I've spent the last couple of months in this bright reflective aura. Getting back to the basics really.
I'm remembering how to laugh again, how to enjoy life again without worrying which monster is coming in from the dark.
I've been enjoying many lazy nights cheering on little league games. We've done quite alot of camping this year too. Our favorite spot is a little Island on the Rideau near Perth. Its a boat in site with no one else around. Its perfect for days spent in the boat fishing or jumping on the docks into the the cool water . Watching the stars at night under the bright moon and musical accompanyment of the loons with our cheeks filled with smores is particularly wonderful.
The job has given me such freedom this summer. At the end of the week, I think I put in more hours then I would if I were going to an office everyday, but they are MY hours on MY time
I go into the firm once a week to meet with my boss, stock up on supplies and enjoy the excuse
to wear skirts and heels. The contract was recently extended and I got a raise so I'm keeping
this gig for awhile. I'm so thankful this came my way
I've been getting back to basics with taking care of myself too. I found my passion in running and weight training again and that 17 pounds is starting to come off. Not ONE cigarette either!
Nov 3rd will be the big 1 year anniversary. By then, I'd like to be down all 17 pounds and up
one tattoo. Saying goodbye to the boobs will be difficult. I rather enjoyed cleavage these past few months.
I have some extra motivation. We've decided to skip town this Christmas and head south, to the Dominican Republic. I have every intention of packing that Roots string bikini. It has totally sucked this summer not feeling comfy in swimwear. Yeah, serious. I couldn't even bring myself
to put on a Sears old lady one piece with a skirt attached and tummy panels. What makes me sad is that some women go their whole lives feeling this way. One summer of knee length jersey capri shorts is more than enough for me.
On the neighbor front...They got a baby goat. I kid you not. Get it...Baby goat= kid
They called it baby corn. Baby corn thinks its a dog. At any given time you'll see the neighbors dogs ( the nice dogs) and my dogs playing tag with the goat. The goat actually likes to play tag
If the dogs stop for a breather or a roll in the grass, baby corn will actually try and head butt the dog to get it to move. Its priceless. Yes, I'll take pictures
Hockey season is 3 weeks away but don't tell Drew that. She's been in training camp, competitive camp, 4 on 4 camp...Hockey Hockey Hockey. The kids obsessed. I love to see her have so much passion. Jaden is following in her footsteps it appears. She did one week of junior hockey camp
and loved it. All I ever asked was that 1 of my children played hockey. God loves me. he gave me two
I miss her all the time. I can't drive through Winchester without crying. Thats where the hospital was. I hope she's up there with her ass planted on a cloud, holding hands with gramps
and eating loads of chocolate. Its a comforting thought.
Actually, It's been quite peaceful as of late ( frantically knocking on all available wood) I've spent the last couple of months in this bright reflective aura. Getting back to the basics really.
I'm remembering how to laugh again, how to enjoy life again without worrying which monster is coming in from the dark.
I've been enjoying many lazy nights cheering on little league games. We've done quite alot of camping this year too. Our favorite spot is a little Island on the Rideau near Perth. Its a boat in site with no one else around. Its perfect for days spent in the boat fishing or jumping on the docks into the the cool water . Watching the stars at night under the bright moon and musical accompanyment of the loons with our cheeks filled with smores is particularly wonderful.
The job has given me such freedom this summer. At the end of the week, I think I put in more hours then I would if I were going to an office everyday, but they are MY hours on MY time
I go into the firm once a week to meet with my boss, stock up on supplies and enjoy the excuse
to wear skirts and heels. The contract was recently extended and I got a raise so I'm keeping
this gig for awhile. I'm so thankful this came my way
I've been getting back to basics with taking care of myself too. I found my passion in running and weight training again and that 17 pounds is starting to come off. Not ONE cigarette either!
Nov 3rd will be the big 1 year anniversary. By then, I'd like to be down all 17 pounds and up
one tattoo. Saying goodbye to the boobs will be difficult. I rather enjoyed cleavage these past few months.
I have some extra motivation. We've decided to skip town this Christmas and head south, to the Dominican Republic. I have every intention of packing that Roots string bikini. It has totally sucked this summer not feeling comfy in swimwear. Yeah, serious. I couldn't even bring myself
to put on a Sears old lady one piece with a skirt attached and tummy panels. What makes me sad is that some women go their whole lives feeling this way. One summer of knee length jersey capri shorts is more than enough for me.
On the neighbor front...They got a baby goat. I kid you not. Get it...Baby goat= kid
They called it baby corn. Baby corn thinks its a dog. At any given time you'll see the neighbors dogs ( the nice dogs) and my dogs playing tag with the goat. The goat actually likes to play tag
If the dogs stop for a breather or a roll in the grass, baby corn will actually try and head butt the dog to get it to move. Its priceless. Yes, I'll take pictures
Hockey season is 3 weeks away but don't tell Drew that. She's been in training camp, competitive camp, 4 on 4 camp...Hockey Hockey Hockey. The kids obsessed. I love to see her have so much passion. Jaden is following in her footsteps it appears. She did one week of junior hockey camp
and loved it. All I ever asked was that 1 of my children played hockey. God loves me. he gave me two
I miss her all the time. I can't drive through Winchester without crying. Thats where the hospital was. I hope she's up there with her ass planted on a cloud, holding hands with gramps
and eating loads of chocolate. Its a comforting thought.
posted by Sandi at 10:48 PM
2 Comments:
OMG look how big the baby is!!! Growing up far too fast.
I got a 17 year old for sale if you want one. I'll part with her for cheap money.
oh hai. i would like to start running. i'm hopefully getting a jogging stroller this week if you want to show me the ropes so i don't kill myself or break a leg!
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