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Saturday, June 11, 2011

Still Here. Just in R & R Mode.

I'm in REST and RECOVERY mode from a fantastic week at our Camp Outrageous combined with playing super Aunt/Mom to four active boys.  While I am taking it easy for just a day or two (those dirty bathrooms and summer projects are knocking at my door), I am trying really hard NOT to devour the bakery walnut apple cinnamon bread sitting on our counter.  Last night after the Camp Outrageous show, my star struck Aidan went on an autograph extravaganza (pictured above). He wasn't too sure he wanted to get close enough for a picture with Jay Bear. 

It was such a wonderful week.  Totally worth the lack of exercise and fun size candy bag I succumbed to by the end of the week.  Three of my daughters worked with me, and I was so proud of them.  They got notes, pictures  and lots of hugs from the sweet kids.  I couldn't resist posting the sweetest note complete with darling drawings given to my Emma from one thoughtful admirer/friend.

While Emma was receiving her lovely note, I had one small sweet child express to me her biggest compliment. One that I have NEVER heard before.  In the noise and confusion of the last few minutes of the last day winding down, and children walking out the door, one excited little girl waved her arms at me to draw me closer to tell me with a beaming smile and big blue eyes that, "YOU look just like my GRANDMA!!!"  I, of course, said, "Did you say GRANDMA???"  "YES, YES," she said, "JUST LIKE HER, NO REALLY, YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE HOW MUCH YOU LOOK JUST LIKE HER."  She was beaming, and I was pulling my chin up from my belly button and searching for my best poker face.  All I can say is I hope that Grandma is the best 46 year old looking grandma ever. 

I did try not to go too crazy with out of plan food, and even had a family exercise night Wednesday evening.  It was fun.  Me, my hubby, and my oldest three children (can I call them that when they are 21, 18, and 17?) all did an in the dark walk/jog/run for 47 minutes.  I had bragged on how delightful my humidity light dark time workout the evening before had been, and they all decided to join me the second night.  Of course the humidity was full force and the temperature was higher, making them all think I had lost my mind, but we had a lot of fun.  Something I would not have enjoyed or encouraged us all to do 43 pounds ago.  

Anyway, after my R and R  this weekend I plan to be back full force attacking this weight loss and blogging about a few things like ANTS in my HEAD, and how my husband miscalculated the mileage on my walking route causing a few ANTS in my HEAD that I needed to squash.  I also never made time to tell a little of my life/background story while I was sharing it at Camp Outrageous.  I will try to do that also this summer.  I'm off to hit the elliptical before I have a date night with my hubby.  I'm leaving this fellow and his monkey friend home.
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Vickie said...

I was 37 when my youngest was born. Somewhere after she was born and before she was walking, Amish men were at our old house installing a swing set. They referred to my youngest as my grandchild. I asked them how old they thought I was and they guessed pretty accurately. When you are in your late 30's, in Amish world, you are usually a grandma. There have been a few times where I have been somewhere with my youngest and her peers had parents that were nearly old enough to belong to me as kids. I agree, it is a very odd feeling.

Diane Fit to the Finish said...

I know how that feels. My last was born when I was 42. I know that you are looking forward to getting back on your set plan, even though you've had a great week!

BrendaKaye said...

Yes Vickie and Diane, I had my last baby the day before I turned 40, and I am going to be one old looking mom at his high school graduation! It is such a strange feeling being compared to a grandma, but I guess there are grandma's my age.