In other news...

After a very, very, very long hiatus I have decided to rejoin the blogosphere. At least until I get tired of it again---which, to be honest, is likely to happen sometime in the next couple of weeks.

Too much has happened around here in the past six months to cover it all, so I'll just hit the high points. Let's start with me, me, me, me. I have been really into running lately.

I honestly never thought I would hear those words come out of my mouth. Or technically, see them on my computer screen after my fingers typed them. For the past couple of months, my friend Judith and I have been training for a half-marathon (which, by the way, is now right around the corner.)

Two months later, and I've learned some pretty important things. 1-Jogging makes your behind huge. Seriously. No one warned me about this phenomenon, and I'm not sure how I feel about it. Apparently, rumor has it that the general male population likes some junk in the trunk, which is kind of weird but whatever. But it just makes me feel unbalanced (physically, not mentally.) 2- If your prior lifetime running experience consists of a half-dozen fun runs and then you jump immediately into training to run 13. some-odd miles, you are likely to be really, really, slow. Pathetically slow.

In preparation for the half, I ran the 9.3 mile Tulsa run on Halloween. Halfway though, I was going strong and feeling pretty darn good about myself. Then, I glanced up and noticed I was being passed up by a fireman in full-out uniform, complete with a huge oxygen tank strapped to his back. I give you permission to call me speedster, if you want.

In other news, this guy:

... is now one. His birthday was like two months ago, but since I haven't posted since May, I feel like I've got to mention it somewhere. He is still as good-natured as can be but refusing to walk. I'm thinking he might have a little bit of a lazy bone in him. Pretty sure he got that from me.

And this guy:


......is now a certified school boy. He goes to Pre-K four hours a day and by all accounts appears to be doing quite well. They haven't kicked him out yet, so that's got to be a good sign right? Between music and gym, lunch time, and two recesses, I'm not sure how much actual learning takes place, but he loves it and that's all that matters. After all, what are our tax dollars for if not the amusement of our children?


I guess that pretty much wraps things up.

Oh yeah, the hubby. Guess I should mention him. Sam is enjoying being a third-year medical student and all of the responsibilities that go with it. He is rotating in the hospitals and doing doctorly-ish chores. Can you believe they actually gave him a scalpel and let him cut some sort of growth off of someone's face? He's almost a real doctor now. We only have to wait approximately six more years before we start making money to speak of.

Sam is also really, really, really looking forward to the ward Christmas party, where our family has been asked to sing "I want a Hippopautamos for Christmas." No matter what he says or how much he complains, I can secretly tell he is mega excited about it. I bet he's secretly choreographing a dance routine.

That pretty much wraps it up for now. Stay tuned for additional updates.