All Kinds of Awesome

A few minutes ago Bear noticed I had juice. He came over and very nicely signed "drink." I told him yes, I would share it with him.

He waited quietly for a few seconds, then signed "more." I told him wait just a second and he could have some.

Then he smiled that killer smile and started signing "please" over and over.

OMG. I don't know what got me more - the crazy amounts of adorable, that he wasn't crying and grabbing at my glass or that he was correctly signing all those words without being prompted.

I love that my nearly nonverbal little Bear just talked me out of my juice.

Happiness Is

... scheduling 2010 race meet-ups with tri peeps!

(It's what I needed after the last couple weeks of us all being sick. Again. Way too sick to travel to family, spent Christmas with kleenex and frozen pizza. Bleh.)

Now that Bear's therapy schedule and spring daycare schedule is set, I can start trying to figure out how to make training a regular part of my life again. Which will be next to impossible, since those two things = 5 mornings a week, and I'm home with Bear every afternoon. (At least the daycare morning is for me to work. Now I just have to figure out how to fit a whole week of work into one morning!)

But I'm determined to figure something out. Cause this whole no energy, sick all the time thing? I'm So. Over. It.

Merry Muppets

Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Don't you just love this time of year?

The twinkling lights... the glittering, snow covered scenery... the Kona broadcast....

Dec 19 at 4:30 eastern. Set your DVR!

Cosmic Balance

I must have angered the Flying Spaghetti Monster, because...

- we have 10 inches of snow on the way
- my sprained back is still on the mend
- the snowblower is in the shop until next week

I know the doc said I could do gentle activity, but I'm thinking shoveling snow for 6 hours wasn't what he had in mind.

I think it's time to go knock on the neighbor's door and see if his teenager feels like earning 20 bucks to bring their snowblower over...

Little Ray of Sunshine

Due to a fortuitous rescheduling of Bear therapy and the MIL actually keeping appointment to sit, I had an almost decadent block of time open up on Friday morning.

I got to ask myself the greatest question I've asked all year: swim or yoga?

Considering current back problem (doc says I sprained it and put me on relative rest/active recovery), floating by myself in my gym's overly warm swimming pool sounded divine.

But I really miss my yoga peeps. So that's where I went. And it was wonderful.