On the morning of, my good friend Melissa and I ran a little 5K called the Hobbler Gobbler. It was fun, and I was sure that a 5K was no biggie, but it turns out that an uphill course is hard! I ran it, but it made my legs super sore. As always, the best part of the race is seeing my guys at the end. It always make me feel like I want to cry. I think because everything all at once is great - - - it makes me feel so grateful for my able body that I can ran and be strong. It makes me feel happy to see that I have a sweet husband and healthy children. And that they love me and cheer for me. It was a nice way to start the day. As for dinner, I had prepared most of it the night before, and I finished up the day of. I killed the yeast for the rolls the first time around and had to make a second batch. It was nice to be able to do that and not stress about being ready at a certain time. It was ready when it was ready and we ate when we wanted. The second batch of rolls turned out just fine, except I made them super huge. Everyone pretty much had a submarine sandwich roll. Still, bread is so yummy, who cares???
The dollar store supplied our fancy glasses and table decor. I think we all felt very ritzy with our stemware.
At Family Home Evening on Monday, we all told what we were thankful for:
Cyrus: Fun brothers, puppies, diapers, Elmo,and a carseat
Wyatt: Onix (pokemon) & Geo dude (also pokemon)
Calvin: Our God
Mom: Warm House, Electricity, Food, Handsome Hubby, and Healthy Kids
Dad: The Banditos, and His Wifey (He wrote me a sweet little Thankful note, but that stays personal, so quit bugging me about it)
Thursday night I went black-fridaying and scored a couple of good things. You'll have to wait until Christmas like everyone else to see what it is. Friday and Saturday were really lame though because Noah had to work. We missed him a lot and got pretty bored without him.
Here is one pre-race pic. Can you spot me? Just look for the sassy, cute, black skirt and leggings-wearing doll with the short hair. Then look to the right and you will be able to see me in the pink shirt, black pants and stringy ponytail. If you could see me from the front, you would say, "Wow! You look so different without your make-up!" To switch I would say, "Even an old barn looks better with a fresh coat of paint." boo. yah. Joke of the day.