“I can hear every single thing God has ever created.”
I woke up this morning at 5:30 and even going to bed at a decent hour wasn’t motivation enough for me to want to get up.
This weekend was one of the best this year so far.
Saturday afternoon we took Kara in to get her tattoo she has been asking for since she was 16 year old. I was more scared for this than I was her first skydiving adventure.
It’s really hard to wrap my mind around the fact that she’s now 18 years old. She spent her birthday at the Lady Gaga concert with one of her best friends.
Later in the evening, Tabitha and I headed out to the middle of nowhere to the goat house for the annual “Goodbye to Winter” party. We rolled in after the party had already been in full effect.
I think I successfully introduced her to everyone I knew and the people that we hadn’t met yet soon became great friends.
Knowing I was getting up in the morning to do a hike kept me from getting crazy.
On Sunday morning with exactly 4 and half hours sleep I laced up my hiking shoes and convinced Tabitha to come. It didn’t take much arm twisting since she fell in love with hiking the first time we took her out.
With a quick trip to Walmart to get ear warmers and some decent hiking clothes for her, we headed out to our favorite trails.
9 miles and a million laughs later, we finished our day off with a huge chicken pizza and a pitcher of beer.
The rest of our day was mostly groaning and learning the language of ‘eeeh. Ouch. Ooohfph.’
*read more about this hike on Hiking With The Ex
Next weekend Tim, Amanda and Don come join us for the Rocklin 5k. At the party I told Tim that I would happy if I complete that damn thing in a hour. He looked at me as if I was fucking crazy.
“I uh,” he contorted his face as he tried to figure out how to break it to us gently, “I can run that in jeans and my rig on in 34 minutes.”
OH HELL.
So as it seems, we are going to be passed by a older man wearing a Captain America outfit and a parachute on. If he gets close enough I am totally mugging his ride and pulling his hackey. Let’s see him run that bitch in 34 minutes with an open parachute in tow!
We are not worried one bit at all. Show up, start, finish. That’s really all we have planned…and if I laugh 1/3 the amount I did this weekend, it will be a success!