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I remember thinking, at the beginning of 2017, that this was going to be quite a year. Lot’s going on. Well, today is the end of the first HALF of 2017. Mind blowing really, but it’s true. We only have six more months in this amazing year. So much has happened, and yet, so much is getting ready to happen and it really IS blowing my mind.

 
The biggest thing to happen recently is my baby child graduated from high school. My baby child who towers above me (and I’m not short at 5’8”). It was a wonderful ceremony and he had an army of family there from Michigan and California to cheer for him when they called his name. It was pretty special and I could not believe how emotional it made me. I mean, seriously, I’d been through this before with his older brother, but man, it really got me. But oh my goodness I’m so proud.

 

Ethan Graduation

 

He mentioned, a couple of days before graduation, that he should get his hair cut so he could wear the cap – I will not tell my children how to dress, wear their hair, or anything similar – but I hated the idea of him cutting his hair. The afro has defined his high school years and it just seemed wrong for him to cut it before graduation. Instead of saying THAT, however, I just taught him about bobby pins. When he walked out with his class it made me giggle to see his cap hanging off the back of his giant afro. Despite the wind and subsequent (light) rain, it stayed on!

 

Ethan Grad Line

 

We had a joint graduation party for him and his best friend the following day and it was a success as well. My Ex-husband and I coexisted in the same room together without nuclear warfare and I got to see members of his family that I love dearly and miss terribly. It was a very good time.

 

But now that’s all over.

 

What’s next?

 

Well, I’m going to play the part of the bride in a wedding that’s scheduled to occur in 43 days. It’s freaking me out. After years, literally, of waiting for this to happen, it’s right around the proverbial corner. And although we went to great lengths to stress to each other that we were going to have a “small” wedding, which in some way sounded “easy” – it freaking ISN’T easy. The details are coming out of my ass. I’m not complaining though. I’ve been waiting, patiently, to marry this man, again, in front of everyone who matters to us, for three and a half years so I can certainly handle the details.

 

I get my wedding dress back from the seamstress tomorrow. Yay.

 

Did I mention we’re building a house? Probably not. We are. A house where finally, after the same 3½ years, we will get to live together under the same roof. It’s a novel concept, isn’t it? Originally we were scheduled to close on July 28. That was a mere 14 days before the wedding which was stressful to think about but we were willing to deal with it – but then cabinets got delayed and now we are not scheduled to close until August 22.

 
With this news we were both annoyed and a little depressed. It means we’re going to have a wedding, go away for a couple of days and then when we return to the area, he will go to his house and I will go to mine, 45 minutes away, because “our house” is not ready yet.

 

We were annoyed and a little depressed until we voiced the fact that less than two weeks more of waiting, after waiting for as long as we have, is really child’s play and not worth the effort of being annoyed. So there you go.

 

We visit the house regularly – can’t help it. We’ll be visiting it this weekend to check on the progress. Last time we were there the drywall was up and it was starting to really look like a house, instead of a shell of a house.

 

House

 

After we get into the house we will have about 6 weeks to settle in before we will leave on our official honeymoon. Every time I get a little stressed out I take a deep breath and remind myself that soon enough (99 days from today, yes, I’m counting) we will leave for 23 straight days of vacation.

 

I know this is crazy – but just last week I made a lunch reservation for us at Club del Doge. Yes, I have issues, but I want that table right by the water and made that request in my reservation. No one seemed to think it was odd that I was making the reservation for October in June. Tables on the terrace are hard to come by so I took what I think are appropriate measures. . .

 

the-gritti-terrace-grand-canal

 

So ya’ll, that’s what’s going on with me. I hope you are all well and getting ready to thoroughly enjoy a nice long weekend to celebrate the 4th of July. My weekend is scheduled to be low key, which is how I like it. The sun is shining and life is good.

 

So good.

 

Gratefulness overflows.

 

Be well People!

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I’m running a marathon on Sunday and as is usually the case (even though I tend to forget this during “training”) I am incredibly excited.  Regardless of the outcome I just love to run!

Training has been as good as it gets for me since I generally start out with a hard and fast plan and then tweak things and do whatever feels right for me.  I only ran one 20 and it kinda sucked but any distance can suck so it doesn’t worry me. 

Originally I was going to have to drive to Eugene and move the college boy home for the summer on Saturday.  That’s driving four hours round trip, lifting and packing heavy shit into a cargo van and then unpacking the same the day before running 26.2 miles the next day.  Blue Eyes called bullshit, however, and now he and I will drive down on Friday (he works on Saturday) afternoon and he and the boy will lift, load and unload as I supervise and then Saturday will be left for me to run a quick couple miles before I do nothing but rest my legs.

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I ran this marathon three years ago.  It was my first.  I like to see improvement every time I run a marathon but I am especially hopeful for improvement at this one.

Bart Yasso was there the first year I ran it.  It was cool to hear him announce my name when I finished.  He’s scheduled to be here again this year.  I’m hoping to get him to sign my copy of his book on Saturday after one of his motivational talks.  I’m a Yasso fan.  🙂

I’m excited.

A great change from last time will, of course, be Blue Eyes at the finish.  Yay!

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And the topper?  There is a brew fest going on in Esther Shore Park (where the race begins and ends) over the weekend.  Race participants get free entry.  I’m all about post race beer (and nachos).

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So I think things are under control and I’m as ready as I’m going to be.  Let’s do this thing!

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Peace!

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I ran my last long run on Sunday.  Twenty miles.  BOOM!  Well not quite “BOOM” it was more like sixteen miles of BOOM and four miles of pain and discomfort.  But I pushed through and made my 20. 

The weather threatened rain but that didn’t really concern me since this IS Oregon.  Wonderfully, however it was lovely at 4 a.m. when I started out and even lovelier when I got home at 8:10.  Four hours of running.  Or as Blue Eyes calls it “four hours of crazy.”.

Didn’t feel crazy when I started.  Twenty is my favorite distance.  But for your whatever reason….crappy nutrition, not enough sleep, my chi being off I fell off my wagon at mile 16. 

First off I had to use the bathroom, even though I had done so prior to leaving home, only five miles out.  That’s less than an hour and I had to GO.  This is a problem on a Sunday morning at 4:45 a.m.  When I finally got to a bathroom I was at 12 miles and I think that started to sour my mind. 

I ran on relieved at how much better I felt and then around mile 16  my legs started aching, my mind started doubting and I quit enjoying the run. 

I grumbled through it, and arrived home 4 hours and 8 minutes after I started. I was pissed.  4:08?! Seriously.  That’s my worst ever 20 mile time.

I bristled for awhile wondering what the hell I was thinking when I signed up for this marathon and then…. later that day I heard my 15 year old son tell his friend I was ” bad ass” since I ran 20 miles and then came home and lifted for an hour to get rid of my frustration. 

It made me chuckle and I decided it didn’t really matter how I finished in this marathon as long as I finished, because clearly my biggest fan was in my corner regardless of my time.

20 miles in 4:08. I’ll take it and just shut up.

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Peace!

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