…Sam came home yesterday from school, full of anxiety over a friend of his who had collapsed at lunch. Apparently, an ambulance was needed, and the kids were full of speculations and worst-case scenarios. (The little boy was drinking chocolate milk at the time of the collapse; I don’t suppose Sam is the only child who has now decided to never drink the school’s chocolate milk again, “just in case.”)
…Marathon in a little over a week. The weather, at this point, looks to be sunny, but with a high of seventy. That’s a little warm for my comfort zone. Oh, well; it’ll be warmer in July, when I’m running further and harder…
…Sump pump running. Please keep running, little pump. 
…I’ve only got two more MOPS meetings (one official, one a “graduation breakfast”) before I’m aged out. What am I going to do without my regular infusion of adult contact next year? I’ve tried the PTA thing, and it doesn’t seem to be a fit for me. 
I think I’m just grumpy from being tired, and I’m tired because my ear infection keeps me from getting a good night’s sleep. I’ve had an ear that’s been bugging me for a while, but on Monday, it finally pushed me to the point where I went to the doctor because it hurt so much. Well, I got ear drops for it, but they have a primary side effect of “ear pain,” and, yup, I got that side effect. The infection seems to be improving, but whenever something stirs me awake in the night (last night it was thunder), I become aware of the pulsing, dull ache, and it’s hard to get back to sleep after that. I don’t want to have to keep taking ibuprofen to deal with it, so I’m trying to tough it out…but I’m feeling pretty exhausted now. Yuck. At least it’s not as bad as it was, and I can tell the end is in sight for both drops and infection. In the meantime, I’m pretty glad it’s a step-back week and I don’t have to run so much…but I wish the weather was doing a better job of helping me stay upright and conscious. Thunderclouds and rain showers just make me want to go back to bed, even when I’m feeling 100%.
Somebody tell me something silly, something that’ll restore my bounciness?
Was it Sam’s birth when Barbara dropped her cellphone into the water or slipped, lost her balance and ended up partially into the tub with you? Still makes me smile to see such a funny,silly sight:-)))))))))))
She was in the pool with me for Sam, yep.
i didn’t know you -could- age out of MOPS. that’s kind of sad.
Well, it’s technically Mothers of Preschoolers. If they’re affiliated with MOPS International, they follow their rules; my mother’s old chapter at her church decided to break with MOPS Inc. and just keep meeting after all we kids got into school.
The chapter I attend is really huge and popular, though, so we sort of have to move on and make room for incoming moms. 
Wow, that’s really scary. Poor guy.
70 is too warm for me, too. I’m really not built for any type of heat – including moderate.
::hugs::
I’m aging out too. I think I’ll become a hermit.
Seriously…that’s really about the only time I go and hang w/other people. I really need something else too.
Ange – looks like MOPS actually has something called MOMSnext, which is for moms of school-aged kids, but the nearest groups are about 80 miles away.
I don’t know that I’m up for spearheading a new group by myself, but I wonder, if enough people were interested, if a bunch of us could get one up off the ground?