Monday Mumbles

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood....won't you be mine.....Oh, wait. Monday. We're not supposed to be cheery. Let's Mumble.

1. Asthma hit the house last night and I ended up on the couch. TO decided to have a coughing spell (which is his way of saying "asthma attack") and so I administered breathing treatments via nebulizer at 4am. TO and I both slept on the couches. OJ did NOT sleep well, kept fussing and tossing and turning. I gave him a slight puff on the neb around 9pm, but it didn't seem to help too much. I expected him to wake up extra grumpalicious, but he was surprisingly chipper and upbeat. Yea for Mondays.

2. I was so tired from the night and we overslept this morning. I didn't even attempt to straighten my hair. I usually always pull it in a pony-tail anyhow but this morning? It's fuzzy and stuff....miscellaneous strands dangling on the sides and standing on the top. Yea for Mondays.

3. Yesterday was Sunday. My friend and I were slotted to run 6.2 miles for our long run. I called her around9am, half hoping to catch her and tell her we shouldn't do it, and half hoping I wouldn't catch her so that I'd feel obligated to go. I didn't catch her. But I also didn't move from my couch. I tried. I thought about it. I sat and pondered where a sports bra was so that I could get dressed to go. And then she called. "I quit," she said flatly. I didn't think much of it, she says things like this a lot, usually after she runs. "Oh....did you run?" I asked, disappointed she beat me to completing it today. "I quit. I stopped in the middle of the run and went home. I quit." I paused for a moment, and then exhaled. "THANK YOU," I said. "I couldn't get motivated to do it. I'm just too tired." This was the truth. T-Ball is a tiring sport, people. Long convo short, we decided our hearts weren't in the training, and we were running out of time each day to fit in training. I will continue to run, but I am taking solace in the fact that I've technically already ran a 1/2 marathon when I was training for a full.....SIX++ YEARS AGO. I'm old. I know it. I'm okay with this.

4. I made an appointment for Hubs to get his new knee brace this morning. The dimwit brace office didn't place the order when I called and so he went there for no reason this morning. "They'll have it for him tomorrow" they said. Blah.

5. We attended another birthday party this weekend, another girl. This time, it was at their house. On the way there, TO was very excited to visit her house. He asked if his next birthday could be at his house so that his friends could come over. I cringed. Our house is tiny. I barely enjoy hosting my family in our tiny, blue carpeted house, let alone strangers. I will have to find a way around this.

6. In addition to feeling guilty that I don't want his friends over (we may do singular playdates to ease them into our tiny abode), I felt so odd at the party with the other moms. I don't know why, but I do. I don't feel like "a mom". I see these other moms and they look like I remember my mom when I was younger. They look like MOMs. They have mom do's, mom clothes, mom demeanors. I felt like TO's big sister. The hosting mother told a story about how one of the children at school said to her daughter, "Lauren! Your grandma is here to pick you up!" Yeah. I can't relate. My mother watched OJ during Saturday's T-ball game and some lady said to her, "Your son is so adorable!" My mother didn't correct her. **I just realized this little story was in my "Shane Shoe". That's how old and forgetful I am.**

7. Another thing? There were healthy snacks out for us to nibble on. I liked them, they were yummy. But I wanted the cupcakes. Like three of them. I settled for one large and one small. I'm certain the other mothers refrained or just helped themselves to snacks OR a cupcake. I needed both.

8. As you saw in my weekend post, I'm making headway on my scrapbooking. I need to get OJ's first birthday one (yes, nearly 6 months have passed), and then I have to do TO's 5th party. After that, I can get back to work on the "family" book (Hubs and I during the dating years) or the family vacation book needs to get started. What's exciting is that my friend wants to get started scrapping. She's bought a book and I'm hoping we can get together (maybe with a couple of other friends who just want to hang out even if they don't want to scrap???) and spend a few hours getting her started and helping me finish one of the projects I've started.

9. I must go to the grocery store and get some food. I would like for some of you to leave a quick recipe idea (or just a meal idea without all the recipe details). I need something different in our routine.

10. While I wait for another Book Club pick, I am re-reading a book called "The Book of Illusions" by Paul Auster. I read this years ago and frankly don't recall many of the details. It's nice to have a book in my hands again....especially since I took the lazy way out of this marathon thing. :)

Happy Monday!

**I have my first "Monday Mumbles" linker-upper. Feel free to do it yourself, link to me, and then mention you've done it in your comments!**