|Look at that tiny little beer! So cute!|
Ahh, a three day weekend. At one time in my life that would have been something to look forward to, now a national holiday just means that I don't get to drop the rug-rats off at school. (I say that in the most loving way possible, really I do.) These days we are dealing with a lot of sibling drama, and finding activities that the whole family will enjoy is a struggle. I find us splitting up more and more as we try and meet the needs of three very different kiddos.
We did manage to have a bit of fun however.
|No, that is not wine, it's fancy-pants beer!|
|Me & the lovely Mindy. Don't move!!|
|Julian, before he insisted on walking|
I also had an afternoon with one of my favorite bay-area buddies, Ms. Hannah. We had manis and pedis (Valentines Day gifts from our husbands) and then gabbed over a wine tasting at Solano Cellars. We had some serious girl talk, which I so desperately needed. I think I probably chatted her sweet little head off. Having so much "friend time" over the weekend reminded me just how important those people are in my life. I have always put the highest value on relationships, without my friends I start to feel very lonely. It hasn't been easy in the bay area. It took a great deal of initial effort just to meet people, and San Francisco has a transient culture, so many of my new friends are now far away. People may marvel at the amount of time I spend on Facebook, but sadly that is the one constant in my social life. So dear friends, many of whom I have not seen in too many months or years, know that I remember you, that I think of you, that I am thankful for each and everyone of you.
|Evan, before the whining|
|My lovely family|
On President's day we took a hike in the Oakland hills. For the most part it was lovely, I do believe we are raising some solid hikers, well at least two...Evan is quiet the whiner. About 1.5 miles in he turns into a whiny little monster. "How much further?" "How much further now?" "Can't we get the car?" Oye.. Julian on the other hand insists on walking, which creates a bit of a problem, since at his pace we would complete a three mile stroll in just under a week.
And finally.... (drum roll please!) I accomplished my goal of NINE miles on Sunday! Seriously, that is a lot of running. It was hard, and it left me tired for the remainder of the day, but I was so darn proud of myself it was worth it. I can't imagine how good I will feel if I actually complete that half-marathon!
So a happy weekend. And ladies and gentleman I am one week away from VACATION to Belize! Sans Kids!
Life is good.