2009 has kicked my ass. And I know that ass isn't really a family-blog kind of word, but nothing else describes the last few months of my life. I got kicked.
But, at the end of the day, I have a great family, fantastic friends, a great job with the most amazing coworkers anybody could ask for, and a handful of new opportunities.
Other things worth noting since last T-day, I've raced over 140 miles, plus two triathlons...that's pretty cool.
I started today with a Turkey Chase 10K...the same one I did with ARL and Emmit last year. It was hillier than I remembered.
Anyhow, as grumpy as I've been for the past few months, I recognize, in the whole grand scheme of things, I am pretty lucky. And, I cook a mean Thanksgiving dinner.
And, it's officially the season where I can start watching Love Actually every night and Andrew doesn't judge me...
~Courtney posted at 9:50:09 PM
Checker Cheese Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Benjamin thinks that Chuck E. Cheese (a place he's never been, for whatever it's worth) is called Checker Cheese. I figured that out when we drove by it a few weeks ago, and said "Hey look mom! It's Checker Cheeses."
But, he just came upstairs telling me that the game we're going to play is ready (translation, likely all over the playroom floor) and if I didn't want to play Thomas' Matching Game, that we could go to Target and get a different game. Like, Checker Cheese.
I am so thankful for his hilarious personality.
~Courtney posted at 11:09:31 AM
Love this. Love the Muppets. Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Something you probably didn't know about me...I love the Muppets (I mean, who doesn't?).
My first record was The Muppets Take Manhattan, and I always have the "Music, Mayhem & More" CD in my car for grooving out with Benjamin.
This made my otherwise dreary afternoon.
~Courtney posted at 3:19:46 PM
No NaBloPoMo for me Monday, November 02, 2009
I thought I was getting back into a good groove of updates, but just realized it's been a couple of weeks since I've had time to sit down and write one. Oops.
Last weekend, we had a house full of people (which I absolutely LOVE) in town for the Marine Corps Marathon. Four of us, including my lovely sister, ran the race, and while it was far from my March performance, I really can't complain since, well, I didn't really train for this race at all.
The sore legs and achy hip (what am I? 90?) have subsided, and I am about 90% ready to commit to running in Tampa's Gasparilla Marathon, the last to be held, on 2/28. Which means, that last week, my week of rest, was actually supposed to be my first week of training. Since I've logged 2 miles since then, I am off to a banner start. Um, not. But, am hoping to get back on track tomorrow.
Benjamin and Andrew left last Tuesday for Spokane, WA to visit with the L crew for the week. It was Andrew's grandfather's 90th birthday celebration, in addition to the annual trip out there.
I opted to stay home in order to get some work done, make a couple of appointments, and just relax and recover from the race. Of course, being me, the idea of sitting at home alone for a week was only nice in theory, so I planned for a long weekend trip to FL with a girlfriend, and then extended it to a much-of-my-solo-week-trip to Tampa to work with Travis and Lisa on the new ventures.
I am heading home this evening, allowing enough time to get some laundry done before I go to Virginia Beach for Wednesday and Thursday for some more work with the new team.
Somehow, our un-packed post-marathon autumn has turned into the opposite, and is quite packed. We seem to be happiest running a million miles per hour, so I guess that's good.
I can't wait to see the boys tonight, and to hear the stories of Benjamin's first, real trick or treating experience.