This week was a blur. My sister asked me a question about it and I couldn't for the life of me piece the events back together. That's when I'm thankful for these pictures....so that even though some of my weeks are blurry, hopefully looking back the years won't be blurry.
I took this picture to send to my SIL to thank her for the bag of running clothes she gave me (thank you, Sarah!). Problem is, its the only picture I took of the day...so, full disclosure...
Me, after a seven-mile tempo run, and my faces matches the color of my shirt. Over the years, I've had countless people ask me if I'm ok, including this day. Yes, thank you for your concern (because sometimes there IS reason) but my face always turns red when I exert that kind of effort.
Happy 94th Birthday, Great-Grandpa!!
A good old-fashioned rainy day.
Our hard-working woodstove needed some attention...Aiden was thrilled to avail himself to the project at hand.
This is what Aiden wore to the doctor, which is where we took Amanda after her pink eye kept getting progressively worse, even with drops.
Yay for March!!
I walked into Juvenile Court, gave the security guard the case name and started to tell him who I was. He said, Oh yes...I recognize you.
Nice....the dude who checks me in before I go through the metal detector before I go into court knows my face. How did I get here?!?
I pulled everyone out of bed minutes before we left the house at 7:20 AM. We went to see my niece Madison dance in a competition. She did incredible!! I sobbed through most of her performance (which, btw is painful with pink eye...yes, I have it too)...she is simply amazing. The judges liked her, too....she got the top honor and will go to Nationals this summer!