My first British Mother’s Day…that’s well nice (as they might say)! I may not have been born and bred in this delightful part of the world where chips are crisps, fries are chips, boxers are pants and pants are trousers…but I do have an adorable marathon-crawling champ of a daughter who is 1/2 British, so that calls for some celebration in my book.
You know you are a mom, when THESE things are GOLD
1. I didn’t make supper Friday or Saturday.
2. Hubby bought me my alltimefavorite candybar…the TWIRL!
3. Didn’t have to make the bed or sterilize the bottles!!!!!!
4. Sunday morning 9 mile run followed by church and nap
5. Family time at Dove Park (although the stupid rain made an appearance)
6. Quality hugs, kisses, cards and cuddles from hubby and little bug!
Happy Mother’s Day to me!!! And it doesn’t end there! I get to sleep in tomorrow. I GET TO SLEEP IN ON A MONDAY!!! There aren’t enough exclamation points to show my elation on that subject.
My runs this weekend kick butt. I just checked my schedule and my 9 miler was only supposed to be an 8-miler! Sweet…that’s awesome! I’m still in awe as I type. But get this…I actually did almost 10 miles because it started to rain towards the end and I cut my cool-down from 15 to 5 minutes. This run was one of those great runs were I was like the energizer bunny. I wasn’t phased in any way and at mile 8, I really kicked into gear and ran nice long fast strides until I was done! Oh, the running nerd is coming out. The only complaint: idiots who don’t clean up their dog’s poo! Seriously, are you kidding me. This is a heavy foot-traffic area. I don’t want to spend the whole time dodging this shoe-ruining crap!
The real disappointment of the weekend was the purchase of this:
Goat’s yogurt. I thought I’d love it because I love goat’s cheese. The only way to describe how vile this stuff tasted is to say that it’s close to gag-worthy and tastes like a herd of dirty, smelly goats. Yuck. That’s 85 cents I’ll never get back. I could have bought a Twirl for that!
Here’s what I accomplished this week in my quest for my first running goal.
I love the power of the checklist! I’m such a checklist person.
Adam and Eve were the happiest, luckiest couple in the world because neither of them had a mother-in-law!
With my first British Mother’s Day almost over, I can’t help but say a massive HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY to my amazing mummy-in-law. All those mother-in-law jokes go out the window for me as I might be one of the few people in the world who honestly gets on with her mother-in-law as well as her own mother!
(1/23/2011 “My Nanny Rocks” shirt)
She rocks on so many levels.
1.) She loves wine as much as I do
2.) She bought me Zumba classes
3.) She babysat me the night of my bachelorette party
4.) She’s alright with me taking her son to America in a few months
5.) I’ve learned so much from her. She needs to write a book on childcare
6.) She’s always up for a good walk
7.) She knits cool things for little bug, including the leg-warmers in the picture above
8.) She gives me more credit than I deserve
She’s a great friend and I really mean it when I say that. I could not have made it these years away from my family and friends in the U.S. without her! Saying “see you soon” (not goodbye, I refuse to say that) to her will be one of the hardest things I’ll have to do in July. Happy Mother’s my British mummy-in-law! You are one-of-a-kind!
Enjoy to the rest of your weekend!