Photo challenge - Day 20: 9 o'clock

Hair supplies - time for new twists

Photo Challenge - Day 18 & 19: be happy!

Day 18: Something fun

Attaching to the zip-line.

Day 19: Smile!

Is this the most famous smile in the world?

Photo Challenge - Day 17: something I made

Photo Challenge - Day 16: Flowers

Flowers at the Whole Foods market.

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Photo challenge - Day 15: something Green

I've become addicted to making and wearing shawls in the spring/summer.  Although I don't like the word  "shawl" because it sounds like an old-lady word, right?  You envision someone's grandmother with her glasses on the end of her nose, rocking in her chair, with her shawl wrapped around her shoulders to keep off the cold and keep her from the risk of getting pneumonia, no disrespect to old ladies.  Anyway, this is my latest shawl.

And feel free to suggest a less old-lady-ish word.

Photo Challenge - Day 14: something sweet

Chocolate cake.  With chocolate frosting.  And hazelnuts.  What else needs to be said?

Photo challenge - Day 13: Mother's Day

A couple of years ago, I joined this triathlon training group at my gym.  From there, I've kept swimming, biking, and running on my regular workout rotation.  I've run a few 5Ks and enjoy the challenge of not being the last one to finish, not passing out during the race, and improving my time.  Last year, I found the  Mother's Day race in a local park, and ran that.  This year, a good friend said that of her goals was to train for and run in a 5K, so I invited her to join me for this one. 

It was a great morning for a run.  They hadn't re-landscaped since last year, so there was still a big hill in the beginning and end, but I did run further up it this year than last, so that's some improvement.  We both finished with good personal times and had a fun morning to further strengthening our friendship.

Happy Mother's Day!

Photo Challenge - Day 12: a reflection

Like me new tattoo?  Notice the bird?  He's flying upside-down.  This is why 7-year olds aren't allowed to be tattoo artists.

Photo challenge - Day 11: a door

In school, as a kid, I hated the Tennis unit in gym.  Hitting that little yellow ball way over that net was just about impossible.  Even with my best friend being a great tennis player, still no interest.  But I picked it up a few years ago and, on most days, I really like it.  Other days, I am ready to quit and sell everything - racket, balls, shoes, bag.

Photo Challenge - Day 10: Smile!

Okay, so one thing I realized today - I don't think I smile that much.  Laugh?  Yes.  Its as if I'm going all the way or not at all - I'm laughing or - what? - what face am I making the rest of the day?  Maybe I should work on that so people will have something nice to say about me - "she always has a smile on her face".

There were a few things today that did make me smile, though.  Most of them I don't have a photo, but I'll share them anyway.

• Mammogram - okay, there was a photo, but I'm not sharing that, but it was all good.  (Ladies - don't forget to get your mammograms - regularly or early or often - or whatever is relevant to your health situation)
• Lunch with my parents and my brother - pleasant surprise!  Parents think he needs a haircut, he looks alright to me.
• Son took the trash out and girls cleaned the kitchen - good jobs everybody.  Gender-specific chores - yeah, I know.

Lastly - red velvet cupcakes, fresh from the oven - yummmm!

Hoping that they will last until they get frosted.

Photo challenge - Day 6: My window "garden"

I love those houses with beautiful flower gardens along the front walkway or a perfectly nurtured garden in the backyard, with space to sit and sip a glass of sweet tea and enjoy the outdoors, with a light scent of flowers.  But I am notoriously a terrible gardener.  My husband buys my fresh cut flowers and silk plants, and the few houseplants I have depend on my mother's visits for their livelihood.  But that doesn't stop me from going to the garden store, Home Depot, or wherever to buy live plants for my house.

Come spring, I always buy a few pots of herbs and, if I feel daring, a cherry tomato plant.  As long as the plants survive, I enjoy my little garden harvest.  Fresh basil with slices of mozzarella cheese and tomatoes, also all great ingredients for a grown-up grilled cheese sandwich.  Oregano for a tomato sauce or season chicken.  A mint plant - mojitos, anyone?

So far, I've picked up basil and parsley (the one on the right, already browning), but have yet to replant them into something prettier.

The plant in the middle belongs to my son.  Its a Venus fly trap that he picked out at the Flower Mart; I guess this is what I get for making a boy spend a beautiful Saturday wandering through aisles of flowers.  Apparently, as I found out that afternoon, ever since he saw his cousin's performance in "Little Shop of Horrors", he's been researching man-eating plants and wanting to get one.  Hopefully, this one will only eat the bugs that come in when someone leaves the door open and all the children will remain safe.  

Photo Challenge - Day 4: the sky

This one is in two parts, two photos, a little tweak on the rules.  The photos of the sky bookends my day.

I started out early in the morning, taking my oldest daughter on a high school visit.  I can hardly believe that we're already considering high schools!  Not only the "where did all the years go" part of parenting, but I also feel like now that she's in middle school, we're in the countdown to when she will leave us.  And then after her, everyone else will begin their departures.  And not in a good way.  At this point, I can't imagine what my home will be like when my children slowly start to fly away from the nest.  And I panic, wondering if I will have have prepared them well for that big, real world out there.  Will they know how to manage their money and get a mortgage?  Will the girls know how to do their hair and apply their make-up?  Will they be good drivers and remember to go vote?  Will they floss and brush their straightened-by-braces teeth?  There's so much you have to know as an adult.  I'm not sure if we can get it all in.

At the end of the day, we were in D.C.  My second daughter is in a music performance at the National Cathedral, tonight was the final, on-site rehearsal.  Getting my kids to their various practices and activities is a logistical puzzle and there are days when I really wonder, "what the heck am I thinking?"  Then the final event comes, whatever it may be - a sports event, or for her, always a stage performance.  I watch her stand in front of hundreds of people and sing, or dance, or, her favorite, walk down the runway, and I am in absolute amazement.  She is so confident and secure in her talents, and it just amazes me every time I see her perform, how in this way, she is so different from me.

In general, they are all confident little people, already believing that they can do whatever they want to do - be a fashion designer, a movie producer, an Olympic athlete.  And I feel better, just for a little while, thinking that when it is time for them to leave the nest, they will be ready to soar.

Photo Challenge - Day 2: breakfast & 3:something you wore

For my 31-Day Photo Challenge - Day 2 was "breakfast".

 My breakfast is most always pretty simple.  Coffee is a constant, usually in this mug or my cheetah mug.  The morning just doesn't seem right if I have to use another mug.  Which would be because both are in the dishwasher or one is in the washer and the other is left next to whatever chair I was reading in yesterday.  Yeah, bad, I know.  Naan bread was the other half of my breakfast, lightly toasted.  I stopped short of buttering it.

Day 3 was "something you wore".
 Swimming has become a favorite workout since I started triathlon training last year.  Believe me, it is so relaxing.  Its physically soothing to move through the water, and it helps clear your mind.  Its impossible to multi-task while swimming, all you can do is swim, and if you want to, think.  Or just count laps and breathe.

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