It's been an interesting weekend with our little toddler girl. She's quite opinionated and passionate and dramatic. Yesterday we were going to have lunch with a friend, so around 10:30am I decided it was time for her to get out of her pajamas. Well, this was the most offensive and hurtful thing I have ever asked of her. I was wrestling her out of her shirt and pajama pants while she thrashed and screamed and sobbed. It was a great time. At one point, she said "NO! DON'T TOUCH IT!!!!" as I tried to get the clothes off of her. "Why can't I touch it, baby?" I asked. "IT'S BREAKABLE!!!"
Well then.
Cotton pajamas from Old Navy are breakable. Who knew?
While I was having a blast forcing a 2 year old out of pajamas and into daywear, my dear darling husband was apparently having one of the best days of his entire life. He went hunting and fishing with his friend Justin down off the coast. They hit their duck limit and caught lots of fish. He came home basically floating on a cloud and talking about how wonderful life is and God is good and it was the greatest day ever and the Aggies won so it even went up a notch after that. He hugged me and thanked me for taking care of the opinionated little toddler all day and he said he wanted to make it up to me. I told him I wanted to order pizza and not cook and go to bed early. He agreed.
He cooked his trout tonight. I'm not much of a fish eater, but I will always try it. Tonight, he gave me a piece of fish which I tried and I actually kind of liked it. "I like it," I said. "It's got a good texture. It's not squishy. You know how fish can sometimes be squishy?"
"No," he replied, "It's not squishy. It's not squishy or squeaky or any of those things."
Apparently I've shared my feelings about this with him before. Sometimes fish can be squeaky and I don't like that. I don't love the smell or the texture but the trout he made tonight was actually quite good. It didn't smell that bad and it wasn't squishy or squeaky. Well done, Grantley. He brought a few down to our neighbors and they traded the trout for fresh Rice Krispy Treats so clearly it was a fair exchange and a win-win situation all around.
As I've mentioned before, I'm training for the half marathon in January. On the weekend, I'm supposed to do a longer run. Today I was supposed to run about 6-7 miles and that soooo did not happen. I ran for 2 miles and then walked home. It was bad. I was distracted, my legs felt like 1000 pounds and I just wasn't feeling it. I'm disappointed in myself but today was just not the day. I did take this pretty picture though. Does that make it better?
I'm getting a little panicked about the half marathon but I'm hoping that I can start to get some momentum going soon since we are about 2 months out and I need to get a move on. The longest I've run is 5 miles. Eek!
Tonight I watched a documentary called "20 Feet From Stardom" on Netflix about back up vocalists. I have a few thoughts about this.
1. I now want to be a back up singer.
2. There's just not much more I love in this world than some killer harmonies.
3. One girl finally decided to step up and be a lead singer and this is what she chose to wear for that occasion:
Also, one of the groups featured in this documentary sang the theme song to "Growing Pains" so their credibility went waaaay up in my book.
As long as we've got each other....
Your an inspiration to a lot of people Jennifer. Both Grant and Ellie are very fortunate to have you in their lives. Don't let that particular run get you down. It happens to everyone. Use that particular run as motivation for future training.
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