True Confessions :: School’s Out For Summer
I have to admit something about myself and I am sure ((at least I hope)) it will come as a surprise to you. Shoot, it surprised me and I have known myself for a long time.
Well, before I publicly humiliate myself, let me say this has been a crazy month!
Gracie finished pre-K ((sniff)) and gymnastics,
we competed at State for piano, had a recital, a science project, a history project, a few literary projects, finals,
a few tornado scares, a biblical hailstorm ((for reals)), a mini monsoon season ((not complaining — but, where are my oars??))
AND ((in case you haven’t heard)) we have baby bunnies in the house!!
My garden is practically sprouting gills. Oh, please bloom & grow my baby plants.
Oh, and the boys finished their school year this week too. Yeah, busy we have been.
We celebrated the last day of school with a HeyDay free for all — well the kids were freed from school, but HeyDay was not free. Now, if you are not a local, you may not be familiar with HeyDay — but if you have heard of D&B, you can quickly picture where we spent a lot of … um, “time” yesterday. The kiddos did arcades, laser tag, more arcades, the pizza buffet and bowling.
It was BIG fun. The herd used the bumpers ((you know – they make gutter balls impossible)), but the competitor in me refused bumper assistance. I blew the boys sock’s off by pulling three strikes out of thin air. We were on the clock ((paid by the hour)) so the few times I had to run a person to the restroom, the guys left behind snagged my turn.
Now, I am not telling you this because they lowered my score. No, I did a great job of keeping my score in the double digits all.by.myself. Yes, I made a few mighty strikes. But I also, grandly, scored a few goose eggs!!
I am outlining our hour of bowling so you can understand, I barely bowled. If I said I threw that ball 15 times, I am pretty sure it would be an exaggeration.
You are probably wondering where my confession is in all of this. I am now ready to tell you.
Yesterday I bowled and today I am sore. I mean SORE. Like, roll out of bed and “what did I do to myself yesterday & why??” kind of sore. My buns, my hamstrings, my fingers, my wrists, my back, my upper arms – even my abs ((well, after birthing 4 kiddos I wouldn’t exactly say I have “abs”)) — all sore.
WHAT?? Am I that out of shape?!? Well, my present, simple non-sweat inducing movements remind me I am not used to such strenuous activities. Yes, I bowled and it made me sore. What a harsh reality for my first full day of summer. Hey, on the bright side, it can only go up from here right??