I’m becoming obsessed with the idea of beading. It’s all I want to do. I learned how to make daisy chains today. I have all these ideas for jewelry I will never wear, and I don’t care. I’ll just make it, and someone will wear it… or not. That’s fine, too.
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August 17
I was so disappointed when we got to the beach and it was sunny and thundering and looked like this a few miles down the beach. We stayed long enough to see a crab, take a couple pictures, and come back home. I spent the rest of the day finishing the earrings I made for Robin and FINALLY finished the advent calendar! Ok, ok, ALMOST finished. It still needs hanging wire, but that’s it. What a long process, but I’m so happy with it. Pics will come. Eventually.
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August 16
I had a productive day. Made the bed, cleaned the kitchen, went for a run, got coffee, picked up prescriptions, went to the library, went food shopping, made meatball subs for dinner, and taught myself bead threading. It’s tedious and time consuming, so right up my alley.
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August 15
I cleaned up my inbox, paid some bills, signed up for some races, fixed the not functioning air conditioner (with Billy), and cooked a yummy dinner, and now it’s time for bed. Good night.
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August 14
I had a pretty shitty run this morning. The goal was to run 5k. I ran that distance pretty easily last week with just one break, so I thought I would get through it no problem. It was SO HARD. I stopped three times to walk and I was dizzy for like 15 minutes afterwards. I don’t understand what happened. My last run was harder than this and it felt so much easier. My first reaction was utter disappointment and bewilderment. I failed and I didn’t know why. But in thinking about it more, I didn’t fail. I ran. I finished the 5k. I finished strong and I couldn’t have run any harder. Even shitty runs are still runs. So I’ll just acknowledge this one and move on. There will be other runs to conquer and many more opportunities to slay. I’m learning so much about myself through this process and I’m proud. Pride is motivation and motivation is progress. I will take it.
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August 13
So this happened today… heard a loud crack and thump outside my office window and came outside to find this, just inches away from Christina’s bedroom. Very thankful it missed the house. Took Robin to tumbling in the middle of a violent storm and witnessed lightning striking the other side of the street as we were driving. That was fun. We also had dentist appointments today. Robin has another cavity and three more watch areas… It’s time to come up with a better plan for her oral hygiene. Pretty eventful day. I’m ready for bed.
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August 12
We had a little more luck finding ice cream tonight than we did last night. I regret eating mine… it was just a little too much. Still, a nice reason to get out of the house.
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August 11
Today was the girls’ first day back to school. Christina seemed to have a better day than Robin, or at least it seemed that way by the time we got to the dinner table. I offered to take everyone out for ice cream to celebrate, but both ice cream shops we went to were closed. Go figure. So I made chocolate chip cookies instead. Guess that goes down as a win.
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August 10
The girls and I went to the beach this morning to christen Christina’s new boogie board. The waves were huge and she had a great time. It was so refreshing being in the water… I don’t know why we haven’t been going more often, and I can’t believe I have to wait a whole week to go again. Glad we made it today, at least.
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August 9
We had dinner with Rosina and Dion to celebrate my birthday and Dion’s. I turned 46 and he turned 56, which when you mash it together is 456. We look good for our age.
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August 8
I was exhausted all day. Back to back meetings from the moment I logged on at work didn’t help. The kids had their school orientation in the morning and got to meet their teachers. Hard to believe this is Robin’s last year here. Christina went to get her hair cut after work, and ended up getting it colored back to her natural color (or at least close). She’s a lot happier with it now. I need to sleep for about two days.
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August 7
We had a great time these last few days with Sonal, Esha, and Arjun. The resort was fantastic. I never wanted to leave the water. I’m completely exhausted now. It was a long, long, long drive home with so much traffic. If we had pulled over to the side of the road and parked for an hour and 15 minutes with no other traffic, we would have gotten home at the same time we did tonight. I’m thankful for Billy, who very graciously picked up my favorite pizza for me (I mean us) so it’d be ready for us when we got home. And it was delicious. Now back to reality.
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August 6
The beach on the island was beautiful. The water was perfect. We sat in the water watching a storm roll in for hours and almost made it back to the mainland before the skies opened up on us. We ended up spending the afternoon in our room, but we did manage to have some s’mores by the fire pit before it started raining again. I am so glad Billy talked me into saying yes to this trip. I only wish he was here with us too. He’s been having kind of a shitty week… every football practice this week has been ruined by lightning and they have yet to get on the field. Pretty soon we’ll be back to commiserate. But until then, pool and turquoise water it will have to be.
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August 5
Made it to Bonita Springs and the resort is beautiful. Met up with Sonal and it was like we’d just seen each other last week. Man, I miss my NY peeps. Not enough to move back to NY (no offense), but pretty damn close. We hung out at the pool for hours, went down waterslides, floated on the lazy river (some of us lazier than others), sat at the fire pit… I truly can’t afford this little jaunt, but fuck it, I’m going to enjoy it anyway! (And I’m doing a pretty good job of it, at that!)
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August 4
Left work feeling stressed, and then felt stressed about making dinner and packing for our trip to Bonita Springs tomorrow, but somewhere along the way, I relaxed and it ended up being a pretty good night. Even if the Yankees can’t do anything right.
Year in Photos 