Call Me Crazy!

Yes I have decided to take all 3 kids camping for 3 days by myself. Pre S i would have done this with no hesitation but now i wonder if i am legally insane? My girlfriend W will be up there too with her family so this will be a relief, at least she can administer me the right cocktail to keep me from loosing it.

The problem is i only have a very small car in which to pack all the tenting stuff (yes i did say tenting) and kids. So as i shove kids here and gear there praying that it all fits, please wish me luck, you know i will need it.

Run Baby Run

Well today I made it official and decided i had better get my butt in gear (literally) and start training for the up and coming 5km i have committed myself to do. When i say up and coming i mean in a month. UGH!

OMG! Today being day one, what a laugh that was, as i can bearly run after my kids. But it is for a great cause so off i go, feeling totally out of my league and far too many body parts jiggling. I ran, well tried, actually i walked most of it, but i did run some. Now i wonder, does it actually count when you run down hill or what.

My dear friend C was recently diagnosed with breast cancer so she has inspired me to go further and be better. C is one of those life long friends that come in and out of your life but are always in your heart and mind. We had started to reconnect pre cancer diagnosis and now when i feel like i need to be there for her much more regularly i just can't, unfortunately i find it so hard to give of my time and spend those moments with her, i guess having three kids ages 12, 8 and 2 will take all your time up and leave you with just enough to do something mindless like blogging. So i had started writing tid bits to her and i hope in my heart that she understands how much she means to me and how many times a day i think about her. She is one of those women that is in my hero book (thanks to M for the inspiration).

I have to say that many of my family members have had cancer too (as i write my oldest J,asks like who, so here's the list, M, UJ, JD, GD, AO, D) so i also run for them.

My friend W (who is a runner) said in two weeks i should be running with ease. Lets just hope she tells the truth and isn't trying to spare my feelings.

All i have to do is think like that little train and do it. I think i can, i know i can, etc. etc, etc. After all it is the least i can do to show my support.

C you ain't just kick'n cancers arse you are kick'n mine too. So i run for you doll.

LIFE JACKET...CHECK

Well this is it, my first post. And as i sit here trying to think about what to post and even if this is such a good idea, i decided what the hell if nothing else Miss M my grade 8 typing teacher will be pleased that my typing skills might improve.

So here goes. The post of today.

Did you know there is a scientific research facility that just studied tears and their composition? Well there is. Tears come in all different compositions depending on what you are crying about, some are full of toxins and these are only shed when we reach futility.

When i first heard this i was so blown away, it is true crying does make you feel cleansed but who would have thought it actually cleans you too. Well after thinking about this my thoughts then wandered to the how. How the hell do "they" collect these tears and what are "they"doing to the people to make them cry? Are they hanging around funeral homes or at high school dances? Hmm something to ponder.

So as i try to make sense of this, i wonder how can i donate my families tears to science cause in my busy, hectic, tear filled life. I have much to donate. Tears of joy, frustration, sadness, loss and the tears of laughter. So i guess this is why i need the life jacket, it keeps me floating along.

Although some life jackets can just make you feel better than others.