And obviously I wouldn't have it any other way. It's been a busy week and every time I have thought about opening up my computer to blog I've said eff that. I'm tired. And put it down and laid on the couch watching reruns of Grey's Anatomy.
Drew's been out of town since Thursday (his grandfather passed away so he went back to Iowa for the week) and it seems like it's been non stop since then. Jasper has the busiest social calendar of anyone I know (basketball practice, basketball game, swedish school, school, playdates- and that's just since Thursday) so between that, Tindra's whiney phase of refusing to be put down, our disaster of a house and work have taken precedence over anything else. I'm used to doing most of that solo since Drew works crazy hours, but I usually get at least Some help, especially weekends. So I'll repeat. I'm tired! And when I'm tired I babble. So lucky you.
Two teams of a bunch of 5 and 6 year olds who have never played basketball before being let lose on the court is pretty much the funniest/cutest thing ever. I was actually super impressed with how well they all did. We need to work a little bit on passing the ball but really, Jasper did So good!
Friday and Saturday it was sunny and in the 60's. Today we had a 'mini blizzard.' Wednesday it will be in the 50's. Hello bipolar Denver.
Wednesday I get to do a photo shoot with a 5 day old baby, which I'm Super excited about. I've only done newborn photo shoots a few times. I think they are some of the hardest to shoot, but also the most fun.
Today I ran the farthest I have on the treadmill for Ever. I'm starting back up with the couch to 5k program, sort of. Just kinda winging it and doing it 'my way'. Which is hilarious since I'm as far from a runner as you can get. Seriously. Until tonight I had been running half a mile, walk half a mile run half a mile. And then tonight I bargained with myself and promised myself I'd make brownies tonight if I ran a mile without stopping. And I did it! Not a big deal to most, but to me it was huge. And I ran it in under 10 minutes, which again for me, HUGE. You better believe I made brownies. And ate three. I mean come on, I deserved it. And that is why running makes me fat. Run one mile, eat three brownies. Worth it.
Okay that's all for now. Time to go snuggle up with Jasper. My sleeping buddy when Drew is done.