Vacation Round Up

Here's what I got done during vacation:

• Got all of the appliqué done on the baby quilt I'm making
• Got the windows tinted in the car
• Got the oil changed in the car
• Had the roof patched on the house and roof re-established on the dog house
• Go the dog poop cleaned up
• Made initial inquiries into a chicken coop
• Visited Jack, my bestest buddy in all of Strasbourg, France et famille
• Spent quality time with the Little Guy
• Ate meatballs and spaghetti with the Big Guy and the Little Guy
• Walked 25 miles y compris two walks with Max
• Did yoga four times
• Found a hawk's nest in my parents' backyard
• Called "dibs" on the electric smoker my dad was going to yard sale

What I didn't get done:

• Get Clark's nails clipped
• Get any canine a bath
• Finish the baby quilt
• Grade any kind of anything
• Go to Costco with the Big Guy and the Little Guy

There was too much to do this vacation.  On Tuesday I called my dad and I said, "Dad!  I'm so stressed!  How am I going to get everything done?"  He said, "There's always next week."  And I yelled, "But there's not DAD.  I'm not retired like you.  I can't just 'do it next week.'"  He didn't understand what I was talking about, so much like the bounce house, we didn't have much else to say to each other.

Tuesday I took Max for a walk.  It was the first time he'd been in the stroller since he'd been to the beach and so he was convinced he was going to see a "choo-choo" and "agua."  I said, "Buddy, I'm just not sure either of those is possible."  He's eternally optimistic (and has a short attention span), so he tried chanting "choo-choo" and "agua" for the entire hour and twenty minutes we were walking hoping that that would cause a train to magically appear.  I tried to explain to him that we lived in the desert and by definition the desert meant we were not going to find a pool of "agua" as we were walking.  No matter.  He was convinced.  I'm sure it was disappointing, but luckily once we got back home he was over it.

The other thing I've done is pretty much commit to signing up for the Rock n Run San Diego 1/2 marathon in June.  I think this is a fabulous idea, but I'm coming into my training a few weeks late.  There's a time limit (four hours) and so I will have to step up my walking game if I plan on making all 13 miles in under four hours.  I've got a new training schedule.  Sara's going to do it too.  I'm hoping it will keep me motivated from eating everything in the refrigerator at 7:00 at night.  I've also taken the radical step of stocking my refrigerator with only vegetables.