Saturday, August 23, 2014


Where does time go?!  I can't believe that it's already the end of August...

This time of year is always a little sad for me because I imagine the milestones that will never be. has been full of friends who are dropping off little boys and girls to their first day of 1st Grade.  As I read about their tears, I have my own but for a different reason. It washes over me and then I remind myself of how sweet it will one day be. That thought gets me through. That, and Mr. Thompson's knack for romance:

must say that I've been trucking along this month, step by step. My big biopsy will be in a few weeks so only time will tell. I'm full of hope and try to keep my feet moving forward in a positive direction.

This weekend was actually a perfect time for that....

I got in an accident along the freeway last night as I was driving to meet my siblings for dinner.  It was pouring rain during rush hour when I was rear-ended by a college student (poor kid!).  As I was waiting for the highway patrol, I looked out my window and saw this spectacular sight:


Later, when I hooked up with my siblings,  we had a really fun time eating great sushi at our favorite place. After dinner we enjoyed an amazing colorful water fountain as we walked our dinner off:

These are my people - I love them!  

Over dinner, I was able to convince these rascals to run The.Color.Run with me this morning.  So we had a slumber party and hit Wal.mart at 1am because we are crazy cool like that:

We, of course, pulled an all-nighter and at 6am we left for the run.  It was raining hard but as we got to the race, the clouds parted and the sun came out for an amazing morning. Our team was appropriately named, #KillMeWithColor:

We had SO much fun!  We ran, we danced, and we laughed.  A lot.

Just what the doctor ordered.

After the race we dropped my brother off at the airport for a long flight back to Boston and giggled all the way home because we knew he was going to get held up by TSA.  

He did.  

And it was hilarious.

Apparently TSA has an aversion to unknown powdery substance. (But no regrets. The race was epic!). We also learned that a kid's Nerf bow & arrow is considered a weapon. (We put one in his carry on because we are crazy cool like that. Ha!)

And now I'm laying here wondering how my legs can hurt so bad when they look like rainbows.  

Rainbows and Unicorns, people.  That's where I'm at.

With some really fantastic people who love me.