Monday, January 14, 2013

ESPN: Call me, maybe?

I got home from work Friday night to these roses. Jackson wanted to thank me for sticking with him through the last couple of tough months.




I joked that they were "I now remember that working full time sucks" flowers, but appreciated the gesture nonetheless. ;):) Friday night was a lazy one around the house which was fine by me after a busy week. I slept in on Saturday until nearly 10:30 a.m. (with a quick potty break for MacKenzie worked in there around 7!). Yep, I'm still young. That proves it to me. Jackson cannot sleep in for the life of him (but I think he enjoyed watching that stupid Gold Rush show without my sarcastic commentary). See? He is not young anymore. ;)
We spent the afternoon running errands, buying million dollar shoes (see previous post) and watching football games. I love the PLAYOFFS! We finished watching the Denver/Baltimore game at our favorite Mexican restaurant and were delighted to be seated by other Raven fans. They also disliked Peyton Manning. Score!
I am now dying to go to the Baltimore vs. New England game next weekend. I feel like ESPN should contact me anytime to go and offer witty commentary with my friend Kortnee. She thinks we only entertain ourselves. I beg to differ.




Here we are discussing a potential date for Kortnee. (I'm the writing in blue.) I've recently taken to Twitter (about 3 years after the rest of the world) and did tweet that photo of our conversation to Coach Crean. He was too busy watching games to respond and I'm ok with that. I still think he probably chuckled at our banter, ESPN. I think Ray Lewis would love us. Ok, I'll stop pretending that ESPN is going to discover me via Twitter. Sigh.




Sunday was a busy day. We met my friend Megan at our church for a really interesting sermon (I intend to blog about it in a few days) and then went to Bub's Cafe in Carmel for a late breakfast. Jackson's breakfast in a bread bowl did not disappoint. Yum! The restaurant got a good Trip Advisor score from us so if you're local make a point to go try it out. We also made the mistake of needing to go to Target around 12:30 on a Sunday afternoon in Fishers, Indiana. Ugh. Awful. Sunday afternoons are the worst part of living in suburbia: people are everywhere during this time. Everywhere! We did fit in a great trip to the gym before we went to the Bates' house to have dinner with them and another couple.
You know what I found? The so-called "runner's zone" that I've heard for over 28 years and never believed existed. I actually ran for so long (6.5 minutes. Shut up. That's a long time in my world.) that I got into a zone and only stopped because I was so outraged by Seattle losing to Atlanta that I needed to text Kortnee. (I still love you, Pete Carroll and Russell Wilson, no worries!) I view my willingness to leave the elusive runner's zone as further proof that ESPN owes me. What if I never find my way back to this zone?! I plan to go looking for it again tonight. Positive thoughts welcomed, friends.
Anyway, we had a great dinner with Shaya, Matt, Liz and Lyle. The humorous part was when Jackson sat with Liz and Shaya house shopping for them and I watched football with the guys. What is wrong with that picture? ;)
Monday morning arrived too early as it always does and we're back to the grind today. As an update, Jackson started his new job last week and really enjoyed it. We're so thankful for that and everyone's support through some very trying months. We have been quite blessed.
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