Zach came down SO excited this evening.... "Mom! I ALMOST beat Dad!" Apparently shooting hoops with Matt has been getting to be an evening past-time; Zach is getting better and better. He only lost by a point tonight in 21. Go Zach!
He bears a road-rash type scratch from the rough edge of a huge archery target that randomly fell on him today in Walmart. He accidently knocked over Liz who was crying then; Zach just bore the pain in silence. He's so sweet; he was hurt, but not wanting to get in trouble over the accident with Liz.
I weeded the bushes we just planted around the house for the first time in forever... I can say it's not my thing, but I just get other things on my list that I like better. So it looks good again, and I'm hoping the bushes and flowers all survive through the first winter and flourish next spring. We are just trying to keep them alive through a very dry summer.
Matt just left for an emergency call for an accident; someone hit a tree after going in the ditch. They will definitely need the jaws of life that only GFD has. I'm really proud of Matt's volunteer work with the GFD. It takes a lot of time away from us, but he loves it a lot. He rarely talks about the affect it has on him mentally and physically... just bears it in silence unless I ask. I have considered the EMS group, but don't want to compromise more time from the kids. They have enough on their plates with Matt gone so much and me working so far away. What we have is enough.
We bought a camper this weekend from M&P. It was totally out of the blue, but we have been wanting one and this sleeps all 6 of us. We are planning an inaugural trip next weekend already... the last thing we need still is some awesome folding chairs. Mine must be perfect for reading books. MUST BE!
Ben had a tiny toad he found- and brought in to the house for us to see. He named it Tyrone and trained it to jump off the brick he kept putting it on. What a card!
I'm planning on running in the morning. My back has been out since Wednesday night, but it's finally feeling normal. I've got a 5K close by on the 31st that is gonna be a hot one. I'd better not cheat on the training until then.
I have noticed I don't hate Sunday nights anymore. I used to spiral into a funk and it would ruin the whole afternoon. I don't dread my work the next day. It's still worth the 75 minute commute to not feel like work is changing me into a bitter, negative person. I like that.
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