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Happy Easter to *Me*

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I treated myself to a new pendant. It arrived with today's mail ...

Recap

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Things rarely go slowly in this house. Thursday I enjoyed a Mothers Day brunch with Spenser (and Sawyer) at preschool. Thursday evening we attended Taylor's spring band concert. Friday I cleaned the house. Or attempted to clean it. It's dirty already. Saturday we bought plants for our garden and Taylor mowed the yard for his first time. (His maiden voyage. It was Joe's happy day.) And Saturday night Joe took Taylor, Carter, and Jackson to see the Orioles whip the Yankees' butts. Someone at Joe's work had four box seat tickets and a parking pass for Saturday night's game and no one wanted to drive down from Pennsylvania to go. He offered the tickets to Joe and Joe graciously accepted. The boys had never been to a major league game before. (The tickets retailed for $75 each.) They loved it. And the funny thing is, the people from PA who didn't want to drive to MD for the game probably are closer to Baltimore than we are. Sunday was low-key. After ch

We Did It!

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On Saturday morning, we ran the 5K. There were six of us in our group. While I had fun with the girls, I did not enjoy the run. Call me a wimp, or whatever you'd like, but I don't like extremes. Extreme cold? Blech. Extreme heat and humidity? I'll stay as close to the air conditioning as possible. I prefer the 60-80 degree days with no humidity. (Which are few are far between in Maryland.) Saturday morning is was cold. I mean cold . I can now say, from experience, that 28 degrees is too cold to run. It's best to just stay at home in your warm toasty bed. Okay, I thought. It's cold, but it's not that cold. (I was in complete and utter denial.) And then the race began. While there was a paved path along the route, most of the run was "cross country." Or, in other words: grass . Like in high school. Except, this wasn't the maintained, groomed fields of the school system. It was the uneven, "potholes," stuff-in-the-way kind of run. Like, du

My Newest Obsession

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I have a new obsession. Running. If I'm not reading about running. I'm thinking about running. If I'm not thinking about running, I'm dreaming about running. If I'm not dreaming about running, I'm usually running. Or looking for some new running gear. Or anything running related. I think it started about last week. When I had the best run ever. (Prior to that, I had taken a few days off because I was too sick to run.) Anyway, my best run ever was just the best run. Ever. I had runner's high after that. I never had that before. And, boy, did I feel great all day long. Seriously. A three-mile run in the morning left me feeling great. My body, mind, and spirit were on such a high all day. (I won't even ruin the mood by telling you about the ultra-crappy six-mile run I had on Saturday night because that's a downer. And I'm trying my hardest to tell myself it was a fluke.) Anyway, from reading about running I learned of a new-to-me thing: runn