Emerging

I think I've stopped writing because I'm not sure what to say. I started writing here as a training log. As a means to connect with other people who share my same crazy addiction for whatever it is that running gives us every day. I've shared lots of my life, sure, but primarily it was a "running blog."

But there are only so many times I can say" I ran" or "I ran far" or "I ran fastish" before I'm boring myself.

Last week I was all set to NaBloPoMo and post something every day in November. But Sunday, October 28, which was our neighborhood Trick or Treat day, James woke up feeling off. Followed closely by the start of the end.

And the bubonic plague a stomach virus took over my house for the next week. No writing here, as it was all whining all the time. And also, "snuggle with me Mommy!" and I don't know ANYONE who can say no to that.

By Thursday I was sending James back to school, but keeping Julia home. (5 loads of laundry in the middle of the night later...) Friday it was Jenna. (*poke* at 4:30am..."Mom..I threw up." "Did you make it into the bathroom?" "Yes." "Turn off your alarm and go back to bed.") Friday morning I was congratulating Jack for being the "last man standing" - he looked great. He was smiling. I sent him to school.

And the called me at 10am to come get him. Sorry bud.

Whatever this thing is, it lingers. The vomiting doesn't, but the out-of-sorts kids with no appetites last for few days. So it's been cranky and miserable 'round here.

Yesterday, though, everyone went to school. At the same time. Thankful for that.

Today, I am running and voting. Not necessarily in that order, but both will happen.

Big things are planned for the weekend ahead. I'll tell you about that later...

For now, I'll leave you with this - a little fun before the shit hit the fan...

James...I see you...