thank you, Lord

for bleach, Febreeze, candles, soap, and my washer and dryer. I think (I think??) sickness has finally left the S Clubhouse. Squirt got sick last night but I'm chalking it up to this: weakened stomach + crying fit (I brushed his hair, heaven forbid) = throw up.

Anyway, I'm gearing up to work with my first running coach on Monday! I'm so excited. Well, it's online coaching but she said she's starting me Monday. I just did a little workout (15 minutes worth) and I'm not dead (although I don't think my stomach could have taken a real Jillian DVD today). I feel pretty good. I'm ready to watch Courageous tonight (date night at church!!) and run tomorrow. This weekend will be some nice R&R (and probably a ton of laundry folding).

What's on your plate this weekend?

I've been slacking on the picture taking lately. I need to capture some memories (and wear bottom eye liner apparently).

Big A & I on our last date night!