I am blogging under compulsion not inspiration, so prepare yourself for tangents and ramblings.
The day after tomorrow (that would be Thursday) Matt and I are flying out with some friends to the Great Northwest. There will be lots of fine dining and laughing. Matt's favorite beer makes its home in Washington state....Mac & Jack's African Amber. He can't wait.
I can't wait to sleep in, hang out with friends and eat really well. And when I say "eat really well"...I don't mean healthy...I mean savory, probably-negated-any-working-out-I-may-have-recently-done. Yay.
In other news, I've been swimming. My friend Barkley is a fantastic, could-have-gone-to-the-Olympics swimmer. She's my new swimming coach. I even bought a swim cap. I look totally hot in it...with my bulging goggle-eyes. Freestyle, I think I've got down; breaststroke, not so much. But, I have great aspirations of finishing a 50m breaststroke without gulping half of the water in the pool.
Two excruciating words: strength and training. Strength training class has kicked my tush (and man, do I feel it exactly in that area)! Last week, I could finally walk down the stairs one foot after the other without grunting or gasping in pain on Friday. The class was Monday. The instructor's favorite saying: "Do you want results six months from now or tomorrow???" In the moment, I would be happy to get results thirty-six months later.
Last tid-bit: we're looking into co-op homeschooling for Audrey. Never thought I would be up for it, but the Lord is slowly but surely changing my heart. The little girl who made her younger brother endure homemade worksheets and lectures is starting to reemerge.
That's all, folks. Pictures of our trip should follow.