We had a fun busy weekend, Friday was the festival
and football,we Lost:< Sat morn I had so much fun getting together w/2 of my old neighbors who moved to Siberia(5-6miles away)We hadn't seen each other for fun in a loooong time, we used to do garage sales together and so we did that . I got this
Then we went to lunch at anew to our area restaurant Pastafina it was tasty fresh Italian I liked it.
That afternoon I got my hair cut and colored by This girl, and what do you think she did to my hair... she made it pretty:> thanks JK you are the best and my friend S went to her too. I have to see how pretty hers turned out?
Last night we had Dinner groups it was very nice, the M's couldn't make it(his father had a farming accident while he was there, they think it was going to just be a broken nose. (I sure hope he is OK). This visitor may have come to take their place since we ate on the Patio,(Z was impressed on how close I got to a black widow, I guess the camera makes me brave-or stupid.) but we uninvited him quickly.(I was impressed N/A caught him expertly!!:)
The food at the Cook's was amazing we had shishkabobs that were awesome, yummy, unique make your own Spring rolls, that was so fun, chocolate cake and ice cream for dessert,(sadly none for me):< but that is ok:> We had the A's the C's the K's and us. The conversation's ran from laugh out loud funny to almost tearful serious but I was so comfortable, what a nice evening. Then I caught this beautiful Sunrise this AM and I am ready for a nice Sabbath.
Each day comes bearing its own gifts. Untie the ribbons! ************ "Joy is what happens when we allow ourselves to recognize how good things really are." **************
"A vigorous five-mile walk will do more good for an unhappy but otherwise healthy adult than all the medicine and psychology in the world." --Paul Dudley White
************ "Now if you are going to win any battle you have to do one thing. You have to make the mind run the body. Never let the body tell the mind what to do. The body will always give up. It is always tired in the morning, noon, and night. But the body is never tired if the mind is not tired." - George S. Patton, U.S. Army General, 1912 Olympian
108 miles walking 7 yoga class 6 weight session 2 water aerobics class 15 mins arc 2 mile running Top Ten in YMCA Tour de Texas actually #5
May Workout stats
8 Yoga Classes 8weight sessions 82 miles walking 90 minutes on the new arc cardio machine
April Workout Stats
8 Yoga Classes 7 40 minute weight sessions 74 miles walking 5 miles biking 1 Zumba class
March work out Stats
49 miles walking 10 1 hour yoga classes 9 40 min weight sessions
February "Heart Month" Work out Stats
45 miles walking 5 yoga class 5weight session
January Workout stats
48miles walking 4 yoga classes 4weight sessions 5.5 miles cycling
December Workout Stats
36 miles 7 yoga classes 5 weight session
November Workout stats
56 miles walking 5 miles biking 4 yoga classes 4 weight sessions
October Workout Stats
68 miles walking 5 yoga class 5 weight session
September 2010 Workout Stats
80 miles Walking 6 yoga class 1 balletone class 6weight session 115min bike 15 miles 5 min elliptical
Poem: “Welcome to Holland” by Emily Perl Kingsley
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It’s like this… When you’re going to have a baby, it’s like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It’s all very exciting. After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, “Welcome To Holland”. “Holland?!?” you say, “What do you mean “Holland”??? I signed up for Italy! I’m supposed to be in Italy. All my life I’ve dreamed of going to Italy” But there’s been a change in the flight plan. They’ve landed in Holland and there you must stay. The important thing is that they haven’t taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It’s just a different place. So you must go and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met. It’s just a different place. It’s slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you’ve been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around…and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills…Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts. But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy…and they’re all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say “Yes that’s where I was supposed to go. That’s what I had planned”. And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away…because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss. But…if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn’t get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things…about Holland.