Pictured are two of the younger members of the Adventure Fitness Camp Fire Club at a picnic at Loose Park, April 2006.
It’s Sunday afternoon, and I finally feel reasonably normal, after a LOT of sleep. I came home from work Friday feeling pretty frustrated with work, which is pretty much the norm these days. Cranky would be a good word to describe it. I turned on the TV, stretched out on the couch, and woke up about four hours later. By the end of the week I’m always so exhausted.
I was supposed to take care of my Godchildren this weekend, but for the fourth time their parents cancelled. Kaylen was sick, and Lord knows if he’s sick I’d just prefer he stay at home. Not that I mind caring for a whiny baby, but I just can’t get another bug. It was fine since I’m so behind. I thought not having the kids would give me a chance to catch up. Truth is short of getting a month off, I’ll never catch up.
I slept in way too late on Saturday, and then decided to join the camp fire group at Loose Park for a picnic. I really should have been working on the HPS Newsletter, cleaning house etc. – but a girl’s got to have a little fun now and then. And I did have a lot of fun!!!
Lady, one of the new camp fire moms, who it turns out is from Puerto Rico, brought the best potato salad ever. It had apples in it. Yum! And, my rather fat bottom was aided in its expansion effort by some Kentucky Fried Chicken, something I never treat myself to, but I love fried chicken!
Most of the kids took off after the running practice and didn’t hang around for the picnic, which was a disappointment because I really wanted to see some of them. But the smaller kids stayed around to play on the playground. I usually don’t get to work too much with the smaller kids. The other volunteers sort of flock to them, and some of the older kids actually have more need for one-on-one.
But yesterday I got to spend quite a bit of time with Isabella and Demetria.
Afterwards, Tina, Amir, Tina’s neighbor Margarita and I spent the evening at Tina’s complaining about our jobs, our crappy weeks and drinking wine.
I didn’t get home until about 1:00 a.m. I don’t think I fell asleep until the sun was coming up. I don’t drink much (haven’t since the Hermansky-Pudlak Syndrome family conference in February) and so a few glasses of wine really gave me a headache.
Now that my fridge is cleaned out, its time to get back on the diet wagon.
It’s Sunday afternoon, and I finally feel reasonably normal, after a LOT of sleep. I came home from work Friday feeling pretty frustrated with work, which is pretty much the norm these days. Cranky would be a good word to describe it. I turned on the TV, stretched out on the couch, and woke up about four hours later. By the end of the week I’m always so exhausted.
I was supposed to take care of my Godchildren this weekend, but for the fourth time their parents cancelled. Kaylen was sick, and Lord knows if he’s sick I’d just prefer he stay at home. Not that I mind caring for a whiny baby, but I just can’t get another bug. It was fine since I’m so behind. I thought not having the kids would give me a chance to catch up. Truth is short of getting a month off, I’ll never catch up.
I slept in way too late on Saturday, and then decided to join the camp fire group at Loose Park for a picnic. I really should have been working on the HPS Newsletter, cleaning house etc. – but a girl’s got to have a little fun now and then. And I did have a lot of fun!!!
Lady, one of the new camp fire moms, who it turns out is from Puerto Rico, brought the best potato salad ever. It had apples in it. Yum! And, my rather fat bottom was aided in its expansion effort by some Kentucky Fried Chicken, something I never treat myself to, but I love fried chicken!
Most of the kids took off after the running practice and didn’t hang around for the picnic, which was a disappointment because I really wanted to see some of them. But the smaller kids stayed around to play on the playground. I usually don’t get to work too much with the smaller kids. The other volunteers sort of flock to them, and some of the older kids actually have more need for one-on-one.
But yesterday I got to spend quite a bit of time with Isabella and Demetria.
Afterwards, Tina, Amir, Tina’s neighbor Margarita and I spent the evening at Tina’s complaining about our jobs, our crappy weeks and drinking wine.
I didn’t get home until about 1:00 a.m. I don’t think I fell asleep until the sun was coming up. I don’t drink much (haven’t since the Hermansky-Pudlak Syndrome family conference in February) and so a few glasses of wine really gave me a headache.
Now that my fridge is cleaned out, its time to get back on the diet wagon.
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