Saddle sore but lovin’ it!

I’ll probably be a little saddle sore tomorrow, but OH MY GOSH it was good to be back on a bike again this morning! We’re having lovely weather around here this week (hopefully we’ve finally bid adieu to winter), so I took advantage of it to start biking to work again. Unless you’ve lived through a long hard winter, I don’t know if you can understand just how good/refreshing/invigorating/like-getting-sprung-from-prison Spring can feel. Wow!

And all that exercise I’ve been doing all winter? All that exercise that felt like it was doing no good because I wasn’t losing weight and it didn’t seem to get any easier to run on the treadmill no matter how long I stuck with it? Yeah, well, apparently I’m in better shape than I thought, because I did those 11 kilometers without barely breakin’ a sweat AND I did them 5 km/h faster than I usually do at the beginning of the season! Sweet!

Last night we were outside until almost 9:00 at night, and Maddie and her cousin were still in t-shirts. By the end of it, they were both soaking wet and sloshing around in rubber boots full of water (finding puddles that were a little deeper than their boots seemed like a good idea at the time), but, other than one unfortunate “swimming” incident, they were both deliriously happy, and when they climbed into bed together, they were in dreamland almost before I could leave the room.

I heart Spring.

Reach out

Last night, Maddy and I went to see Monsters vs. Aliens in 3D. What a delight it was to watch her sit on the edge of her seat in wonder, wearing her 3D glasses and trying to grab the things that came flying off the screen at her. At one point, she turned to me and said “you’ve gotta reach out, Mom! It’s more fun!” So I did. I sat there with her, near the front of the theatre where everyone could see us, our arms stretched out in front of us, grinning from ear to ear. We didn’t catch anything, but we sure tried.

That little piece of wisdom has stuck with me since then. “You gotta reach out! It’s more fun!”

Auntie Rose

I’ve been to the funerals of two of her sons, two of her brothers, both of her parents, and as of yesterday, two of her husbands. Some people get more than their fair share of grief.

Mini-vacation – come h*** or high water

Despite some lousy weather that made some naysayers urge us to stay off the roads (will this winter EVER end?), AND the fact that the flood is gradually making its way across the border from North Dakota to Manitoba, three stubborn women (my mom, sister, and I) packed up the kids and made our way south for our third annual mother-daughter (which now has to include one son, since Jack arrived) Spring Break mini-vacation.
We had to drive through a sea of water for about a mile on the I-29 on the way there, and take a detour on the way back when they closed the road, but it was worth it!

Swimming, soaking in the hot tub, relaxing in the hotel room, watching endless episodes of John and Kate Plus 8, playing card games, eating Grandma’s delicious soup and buns while perched on beds and floor, shopping at Target and other stores that haven’t made their way north of the border yet, “sneaking” away for an adult-women-only shopping trip to the nearby second-hand store (and scoring some smokin’ hot deals!), eating cheap Chinese food, hanging out with some of our favourite people, savouring the delicious flavours of Cold Stone Creamery, drinking more pop than is usually allowed, eating more candy than should EVER be allowed… aaahhhh… it was all SO good!

In bloom

They don’t agonize over their calling, asking endless questions like “was I meant to be an iris or a rose? Perhaps I’ve missed my true destiny and I should have become a lilac bush.”

They never worry “does this shade of hot pink make my stem look fat? Does this purple match with this pink? Will it make people stare at me if I mix colours?”

They simply burst forth in bold, raucous colours.

Sometimes I envy the flowers.

Photos taken at the conservatory in Toronto. No, we’re not even close to seeing blooms around here yet.

Two for two!

We have another city champ in our house!
At the end of an exciting come-from-behind season, Julie’s team emerged victorious! What a week it’s been!

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