Other than Elle going missing for 20 seconds Friday evening, we had a good, quiet weekend. With my Grandfather leaving on Friday, we wanted to just stay close to home this weekend. Not to mention Elle is teething (at last...) so staying in was a good choice.
So back to Elle missing.....lately she has been into this one particular cupboard we do not lock up so she can pull out her bowls and cups and what not. To this point, she had never actually got into the cupboard. For a minute I was busy goofing around on my Iphone, likely texting or emailing (such an addiction and a dangerous distraction) and all of sudden I looked up and she was gone. I instantly ran over to the steps going up to the stairs, of course I had the gate up. I checked the door leading to the basement-locked. I ran in her playroom, then off to the living room...all while frantically screaming, "Ted get down here, Elle's gone! She's gone!"...my heart was racing and I heard Ted fly down the stairs and the second he entered the kitchen we both looked down where she had been playing and we saw these big blues staring up at us (from inside the cupboard) and an expression on her face like, what's your problem? Just having a little fun here. So, I grabbed my camera and took a picture. The 20 second drama was over. I can only imagine what Parents feel like when they're children really go missing. I can only imagine the frantic state.
It has finally warmed up around here and it felt nice to get the stroller out and go for a few walks today and grab a coffee in the square. Everyone was out and it made me miss the warmer weather. It made me miss exercising. Ever since my parents died, I quit working out. Yeah so I lost the baby weight (good genes I guess) but really have only done a lot of walking and maybe some free weights here and there......this has been a huge change for me as I have always went to the gym and I distinctly remember going the week leading up to my Parents death. Julie and I would meet for morning sessions. (Juls, I can STILL smell that sugary spray you would wear!) I just could never get myself to get back into "that" routine. It was too much time by myself to think and reflect. I couldn't do it. Even running outside with my Ipod was tough. Songs would appear that I could no longer listen to. I basically gave up something I loved to do. So today I told Ted (who goes to the gym daily) to put me on a workout program but one that I could do at home, until I can start walking/jogging with Elle again. He went out and bought me more free weights and these cool resistant bands. Let's put it this way, after 30 minutes of his exercises, it is likely I will not be walking tomorrow. Squats, lunges, abs, and several other things.....bathing suit season, here I come.....
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