[one]I'm sorry, but I'm not sorry for all of the sponsored content and giveaways lately. There have been so many great opportunities through BlogHer that I haven't been able to turn them down. Please just bear with me, as we're putting each and every dollar earned through ad revenue towards student loans.
[two]After the reality of my post from yesterday sunk in, I ran 5 miles last night.
It was brutal.
I walked once.
True story, I died. But I finished it.
Only 16 more days until the race.
[three]Tony has been regularly completing an Insanity workout, at least every other day. And eating better. I just about keeled over when he made lunch for us last Sunday. Not only was it balanced, but also properly portioned! And there's been no nagging on my part, I swear!
[four]For some reason, the last question Isaac has asked me every night before he finally drifts off this week is "Mama, why do we have a house?"
It has given me great pause, because as I've discussed frequently, I pretty much despise our house. This question has cause me to gather myself for just a minute and remember that we are blessed, and that's what I tell Isaac "Because God blessed us with a house."
[five]Isaac is always trying to get me to ride in his John Deere Gator, but unfortunately I'm not able to go for much more than 30 seconds before the motor craps out. I'm not sure if it's a built in mechanism, but I always sadly tell Isaac "Mama's just too heavy bud." Yesterday though, as I went to sit on the Gator while I watched the boys play on the swingset, I plopped my butt in the back and swung my legs around to the seat. Isaac quickly asked to take me for a ride and I told him sure! He slowly backed up and then went to gun it forward, I'm not sure if it was the equilibrium shift, but suddenly I was thrown off the back and Isaac was holding on to remain seated in the drivers seat!
I could not stop laughing and was so glad no one was around to see! Isaac with great concern kept asking me if I was alright! I assured him I was and climbed back on, stressing the need to slowly go forward and with much greater success we took a tour around the yard.
To say the least, Isaac was thrilled.