Friday, February 24, 2012
So Over the weekend the Man said it was time to make a change. We made 2 visits to the phone store and her liked the salesman who helped us. Thus he said it was a 'go'! The second trip was the one during which I got the phone and switched everything over. It was an all day affair. Once done at the store there was still work to be done on the computers at home. Updating, uploading and downloading.
I have to say the transition has not been as difficult as I thought. I do miss things about my BB. I miss my red blinking notification light. I miss the seamless email and the ability to choose to delete the email on the device, server or both. I miss the icons in my texting. I miss the keypad.
HOWEVER, that is not to say that I am not thrilled with my new iPhone. The pros out weigh the cons by a mile. I love the browser. I love my selection of apps ...there's an app for that...no matter what I need. I love that now I take one device on a run not 2 or 3. I have my music and a phone all at my fingertips. I love that it is so easy to use.
So...I am developing a taste for a different fruit and it sure is good. Not perfect but good! Peace.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
The day dawned early. My body clock never reset to California time so I was always early. L and I were up and ready ith time to spare. We headed down to the lobby and ate a little something, drinking coffee and hoping for the best. A prescheduled shuttle was to take us to the start so we boarded our bus ready for the race! The bus took us righ to the start where we found the porta johns for one last time. Soon it was time to line up for the race. L was up front as she is a speed demon. I took the middle corral and the 2 couples brought up the rear. The gun sounded and we were off. What an amazing day! Beautiful morning and perfect temps! We ran a long the beach for the first few miles then headedi inland. As we traveled uphill and through the neighborhoods. The crowds were wonderful....cheering all the runners. I passed L going back towards the ocean. We would pass each other a few more times during the course of the race and it was so good to know I was not alone out there. Heading back towards the water was pleasant and pretty. We headed south along the ocean and the view was phenomenal. Beauty in every direction. It was then I realized that it was getting warm. We rounded a turn at mile 8 and headed back towards the finish. I was getting so warm and the sun was still rising. I was taking water at every stop but it still didn't seem enough. It was at this time I realized I was having a(TMI ALERT) female issue. There was nothing I could do other than finish and take care of it then. Good thing I was wearing black shorts! I could soon see the finish line. It was beautiful! I crossed then with my head up...so exhausted.
I didnt PR but my time was average for me...nothing to sneeze at to be sure. I found a bathroom first then the beer tent! Oh beer...she says in her best Homer Simpson voice. L was waiting for me along with another find of ours and they were a beer ahead of me! I caught up quick and soon it was time to find the others and head back to the hotel. We got back on the bus which carried these weary, smelly, salty souls back to the hotel. A shower and some flips flops were on my mind. We walked from the bus into the hotel and into the most wonderful reception ever! The hotel staff was lining the lobby applauding us and handing out more water. What a treat! I felt like royalty! Showered, clean and packed we loaded up the cars to head back to LA. A long stop at Trader Joes for treats was a nice detour. The 4 ladies prepped some snacks and the guys set up the tv on the DECK! Yes, true LA living...watching tv outside under the stars. We had a meal of heavy appetizers was perfect while watching the Super Bowl. Many glasses of wine, A visit from a Jewish grandmother, and laughing until my stomache hurt was the perfect end to the best trip of my my life. This trip was so much more than just a destination race. It proved to me that I can and. I am more than a label...mom. I love tht label and I missed my Kids and husband so much but I realized so much. Most importantly I realized that I need to get away to remember who I am. I need to get away to miss my life. I need to get away to find myself.. Peace.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
|My Trusty Steed!|
Walking back to the car, I am struck again by a sense of peace. I was with my best friend and felt so lucky NOT to be a celebrity having to keep up with others. My friends and family love me for who and what I am….wrinkles, grey hair and all. Peace.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
|Prayers are welcome as well!|
She has waited patiently for the day and it finally came. Dad took her out of school for the morning and they went together for this momentous occasion. This was a milestone for just the two of them. I got a text from her later in the morning that she had passed. I was so relieved...and terrified! What did this mean for her...and for me?
Her siblings were so excited for her....I think they were a bit excited for themselves as well...newfound freedom! And that freedom was not long in coming! After dinner that same evening, the 3 girls piled into Dad's car and off they drove on their first adventure together. Windows open (in the cold) and music blaring.... they took off like a racehorse out of the gate....never a hesitation. They were on their way to get shakes...without an adult!
The entire time they were gone my heart was in my throat. Not one of my kids was gone but three of them! What now? The loss of control was so frightening. I felt like I was free falling and not sure where I would land. the moment they walked in the door, my sigh of relief could be heard for miles.
My daughter has grown new wings and longs to test them at every opportunity. She years for the freedom that driving gives her and the control of her destiny at that moment. She relishes the feeling of 'grown-upness'. The privilege that she alone has above her siblings. I remember that feeling....fondly!
So I ask again, what now? things are different now. My kid is driving around behind the wheel of a large piece of machinery. She is in control...not me. I can't put her safely into her carseat, buckle the belt and see her smiling back at me in the rearview mirror. Don't get me wrong, having someone to help with driving kids to and fro will be nice but the trade off....but I worry. I know that she is a good driver. I worry about other drivers. I worry that she won't react as quickly as I would. I worry that she has her siblings and friends in the car and is responsible for their safety. I worry that she will not pay attention and miss something. I worry ....I worry....I worry.....as now she drives off looking at me in the rearview mirror smiling a proud yet terrified smile. Peace.