ONE WEEK UNTIL "HOT FOR THE HOLIDAYS!!"
Are you ready?
I sooo am. I gotta get back on the wagon and I could sooo use your guys' help. So I'm glad we're starting this again.
I've decided I must bite the bullet and get me a treadmill that will go in the corner of the room we call the office that will hopefully never end up under piles of dirty or clean clothes. But it's been so tough to get my runs in between finding someone to watch the kids and the still-ridiculous Florida heat. (100 degrees at 8 at night?!!) And how much do I hate lacing up and driving all the way to the gym just to use their treadmill? At 9 at night. After bedtimes. I did, however, buy a jumprope which I will try again after my huge embarrassing failure of 2006 that left me scarred and saddened. (There was leaping and crashing and banging and well, I don't remember it being this hard as a kid.) The good news is, as much as I hate the "plank", I've been doing that a lot lately too and I'm getting much better at that. I can actually hold it now for 30 seconds without wildly shaking and falling on my face. This is progress.
Anyway, I'm so excited about next week. Please help me remain accountable!!!
I wish I had more exciting things to say on this Monday but it's Labor Day and well, I'm taking the day off from my non-job. Whatever that means. But I'll be watching Hurricane Gustav closely and praying for the people of Louisiana (and the surrounding states who will also get him), hoping that they got out in time and that the levees hold up for those who didn't.
Monday
Monday Fodder
Tuesday
The Calm Before, During and After the Storm
It's little more than a blustery day here today for me. Not even that, really.
Fay headed way south of us and her outer bands may or may not even hit us with a storm or two. Whoopty doo. They've canceled all our warnings and watches because any storms will likely stay pretty far east of us. Sorry east-coast friends! Stay safe!
But this was a good learning experience for us, even though we had to just prepare. We had to update our hurricane supply kit anyway since the food we had in there expired in 2006. We also learned valuable lessons, like the fact that we have no room in our garage for things like cars. Which would be helpful if we were in a situation that would warrant having shelter for cars, like, perhaps, when projectiles might be flying around at 100 miles an hour.
In other news, yesterday Poops had his first day of school! (Doesn't he look all cute and studenty--complete with tiny backpack? Tear!)
But tomorrow is the real deal. Teachers take him and he goes to school. Without me. He already loves what he's seen and I know he's going to LOVE going because like most two-year-olds he loves playing and learning and friends and as soon as we got there yesterday, he took off around the room exploring and didn't look at us once. And that really is ok with me because he seems independent. Especially for a kid whose been at home with this old mom for the past two years.
I'm so excited for him because he is like a sponge right now -- he's soaking in everything. He knows all his letters and colors and modes of transportation (how do boys just know about cars? I don't get it.) and he loves everything involved with the ocean ("seahoss" "cab" "shock-fish" "whale-fish" "doffin fish" "big wawa" "fish sleep big wawa").
It's so amazing to see the things he's picking up that I'm trying out all these things just to see if he'll like it or even, by chance, learn it. Like hanging a giant map of the U.S. over his changing table. Yes, he is still getting his diaper changed and I'm expecting him to know the map? I don't even know the map. Don't worry. I don't really have these giant expectations, but I'm sure it never hurts to have things like this around. (And he does know Texas and Florida though now, does that count?)
I'll report back tomorrow about the actual first day. I hope I can muster up some self control and wait to burst into tears until he is completely out of my line of vision!
Sunday
Fay, Fay Go Away
Did you happen to see this little ditty hanging out in the open sea? Tropical storm Fay is out there and it is coming straight to my house according to those little spaghetti models. When I watch the television and see the little track (playing over and over again) it doesn't just head toward our area. It lands right at our front door. Literally. It's as if you zoom in as far as you can zoom in on their little satellite maps and you see the color of our house and our neighborhood and our car in the driveway. And Fay standing outside the door. Without a pie or a side dish or anything. Rude!
I was going to do this crazy emotional post about Poops starting school tomorrow. Because he is! He's starting school! He's going tomorrow! So I've been scrambling for school supplies and hurricane supplies. Because we are going to need both. Well, hopefully not. Hopefully Poops will start school and the hurricane will decide that it's much cooler to take a turn and stretch her legs out into the wide, wide ocean. But it seems doubtful. Wish us luck!
