I'm making pancakes right now, so every few minutes I have to hop up and go flip them, therefore this my be a disjointed blog post. I'm fixing breakfast-for-dinner as a treat for those who aren't going to be at track meets. Tonight it's Margaret and William running. Is going to an out of town meet this weekend at Love Joy high school (yes, that's really the name!), so won't be running tonight. I'm looking forward to another "date" with Brian cheering on our favorite people. 

This morning I got out for my five mile walk. I didn't run as my back has been hurting the last couple of mornings. The morning walks are like gold to me! I feel so much more on top of the day when I get out and clear my head first thing. 

I took the girls in and dropped them at Brian's office so I could run over to ACC and finish a couple of loose ends with my registration. I had intended to meet with an academic advisor, but the walk-up wait time too long, so I made an appointment for after spring break. I'm anxious to get this ball rolling.

I've two issues that are getting my mommy ire up. 

First is the homeschooling neighbor who seems to think my boys will molest her daughter, so said daughter always checks to make sure Hazel's brothers aren't home before she comes to play. The three year old boy of same family came over last week and pushed over and broke to pieces the chimenea I had given Brian as an anniversary gift several years ago. The six year old boy of the same family finds great pleasure in kicking Frances in the head even when told not to. Just now, as Hazel was heading over to play with them she was told she couldn't as their cousins were over. It's not like time with the cousins is something special as all three of their sets of cousins like here in Steiner and they all homeschool and do co-op together! Furthermore these same kids invade our house for hours when my nieces and nephews are over. 

The other thing that has my mommy heart upset is that Sam has had his heart broken for the first time by a girl. His girlfriend informed him this week that she only likes him as a friend. He sat crying on the couch last night and I didn't know how to comfort him. I knew it probably wouldn't last, but it's still hard. He's such a sensitive guy. And of course as his mom I'm thinking "who wouldn't like this guy???"

I took the girls down the Zilker yesterday. We rode the Zephyr, played at the park, and walked the three mile loop. And as happens every spring, I got poison ivy. I'm so careful not to touch it, but it's all over the place down there, on both sides of the trail. I'm convinced I react just from being near it. It's on my hands, legs, and one arm. I'm oping to keep things under control and keep it from spreading to my face, but I'm not sure I have much control over it. from what I've heard, it gets in my blood stream and causes the whole boys to react, so there's no telling where I'll break out. 

My front flower bed is looking so sweet! I had it so pretty in the fall, and even part of the winter as the weather had been so mild. Then a hard freeze happened when we were in Burnet the weekend before Christmas. I lost everything. We hosted Christmas Eve here, and I wanted something out there besides all the awful brown stalks, so I uprooted the huge agave from the back yard and plopped it in the bed to the right of the front door. It sufficed. Since then I've gone with the theme of cactus and succulents, and got a big batch of "hen and chicks" succulent and put several on either side of the front door beds. I have red yucca, some native grasses that haven't come back yet, some bluebonnet clusters, asparagus fern, and some other things. My hyacinths and tulips are just now going away. 

Oh my, but I love gardening and yard work!

I'm off to find my CRMS eagles shirt and my VHS viper shirt. I'll be switching back and forth between them as Brian and I race back and forth between two district high schools to watch Margaret and William race. 

The girls and I just got home from HEB. We've had a busy day. I got out and ran with Brian this morning. We parted ways and I walked another loop, totaling five miles. I crave that time alone in the morning.

The girls and I rushed over to Bible study. I keep meaning for us to walk over there, but we're always, always running late. The Bible study lecture was good, but I look forward to when we break off into our small groups most! After the study was over, my small group walked over and had lunch at Lakeside Pizza and Grill, one of the places in the neighborhood that's right down from the church office. I haven't had many opportunities to visit with these ladies outside of Bible study, and I enjoyed learning more about each of them. We made it to the grocery store after that. I knew the girls were tired after being out all morning and half the afternoon, but they didn't complain. If there's one thing I've learned after years of raising kids, it's that if you start early taking your kids shopping and running errands with you, they'll grow accustomed to it and wont throw a fit about it. I always did my grocery shopping with my older four because I didn't want to have to do it in the evenings and take away from time with Brian. It's worked so far. 

A cold front blew in this morning and it's cold gain after being hot yesterday. 

We have half a week left before the kids get out for spring break. It seems like we get so man holidays in Leander ISD, but I won't complain. 

Brian got me an Instant Pot for Christmas and I use it almost every day. Right at this moment I have a turkey going in it. 

I had to get a new social security card to register for classes. I lost mine at some point in the last nineteen ears. It came in today, so now nothing is holding up me registering. Yay!

Margaret and Samuel just drove up, and John just walked home, so I'm off to see how their school days went.

I should be house cleaning, but I'm eating salad, dying my hair, and blogging instead.

Mondays are my recovery days. I get all the laundry caught up on and the house set back in order after everyone being home for the weekend. We didn't do a whole lot over the weekend. Margaret and Sam both worked Friday night, and William was out playing ball with his friends, something he does most Friday evenings. As I said previously, I had a meeting at ACC, then stopped in at the thrift store. I bought the other half a set of 1930s and 1940s swing records that I bought last Saturday. I was thrilled to see there had been no others in the store who loved swing in the last week. Now we have about twenty records to practice dancing to! I also found a pair of black hi-waisted Madewell jeans, a Free People shirt, some peacock print athletic leggings, a couple of sweaters, and a decent pair of Brooks Adrenalin running shoes. It will be a sad day if Texas Thrift ever closes. It holds a special place in my heart.
I recovered my Xanga blog archives and have been cleaning them up and printing them to save in a notebook. Its not an easy task. I think I blogged every singe day of 2010, and to go back and clean up all the markings and delete the codes for pictures is exhausting. Oh, but the memories! I have cried through page after page. I chronicled 2006 through the beginning of 2011 very well. I switched over to blogger sometime around early 2011 and for some reason stopped blogging as much. What a shame!
I went for a seven mile run Sunday morning. I'm trying to get back into running. When I'm not running I detest it When I am running regularly I find it a balm to my restless soul. We went to worship with Hill Country Bible. There was a guest preacher from the Dallas area, and he taught on Romans 6 and how we've been set free from sin and no longer have to live as sin's slave.
I didn't rest much yesterday. I was busy working on my blog posts as mentioned above, and cleaning house. Margaret had a friend over to work on a physics project with her. Sam had to work again Sunday evening. I went for another run in the evening. I just felt a need to get out the restlessness and clear my head. It's better than drugs, I suppose.
I have been reading Little House on the Prairie to the girls, and we're almost through it. Not sure what to read to them next. Maybe the Anne series, or the Secret Garden, or Little Women...What ever I choose to read to them they'll love. Just as the older kids were, they crave that special time where they have all Mama's attention.
Margaret suited up and ran the track workouts with the team this morning. According to her she did so well that some of the girls are upset that she's back on the team. Coach Sully seemed nervous as well. He wanted her to run, but now he'll be forced to decide between her, the faster upper classman who just joined the team, and some of the lower classmen that have been practicing with the team since the beginning of the season.
Great news! Brian says he's going to get me a laptop for school! I haven't had one in ever so long, and haven't really needed one. But I'll need one now. All the kids have school issued tablets, which is so nice, but Margaret will be turning hers back in when she graduates. She hoped to buy herself one before she starts college. She's done research on good, reasonably priced tablets, so I'll probably get whatever she gets.
I don't think I've told you about Frances, have I? She is the four legged creature we bought the kids for Christmas. Frances and I aren't such good friends, but maybe that will change eventually. She's part Chihuahua and part Yorkshire Terrier. She was tiny when we brought her home, less than a pound. She's black with brown accents. Do you call it accents when talking of dogs? she has white on the tips of her back feet, and it makes her look as if she walked through paint. The hair around her face is lighter brown, and makes her look like she used Sun In on it. She is the puppiest puppy there ever was! She has more energy than I've ever seen in a dog. And she chews on everything. Everything! We're trying to crate train her and she's done reasonably well with that. The kids like her ok, although Hazel, after seeing an old picture of Lucy-cat, said, "We should sell Frances and get a cat." I half way agree. I'm still hoping our love for Frances will grow.
I got out and ran three miles this morning. I usually get out and walk five miles every morning, but I'm trying to manage my time better to spend more time with the kids, so I'm swapping some of my walking with running. I got home in time to make pancakes for the William and John before they left for school. It's been so long since I made breakfasts for my kids. It makes me sad to think they no longer expect it. This is something I want to change. I want them to remember homemade breakfasts when they think back on their childhood, just I remember Mama's biscuits and gravy.

Today has been cold and rainy. What a strange winter this has been! For the most part, it's been much warmer than normal, hot and muggy like summer. But then along comes a cold front and we're back to winter for a day or two.

Mama came late last night and borrowed our couch to crash. She had brought donuts, and the kids, especially the little girls were thrilled to see her when they came down this morning. She didn't stay long this morning, but we did get a little time to talk over coffee and donuts.
I went running with Brian today, five miles. I'm going to start doing that again. I've become such a lazy runner! I'm not fit to be called a runner anymore. But I do walk, walk like crazy. So there's that.

I had an Area of Study meeting to attend at ACC this afternoon. It was informative and it helped me warm the cold feet I had last night. I'm excited about starting summer school! Margaret might start also, so we could be in the same class. How fun would that be!

Margaret decided to join track, even though it's already three weeks into the season. She went to Coach Sully yesterday and asked if she could, and he was thrilled to have her back. I'm so happy for her! I know she'll love being with her friends and competing one last season. She's such a jewel of a girl! I'm so glad she won't be leaving home right away. I think Samuel (as well as the rest of us) would be half dead with sorrow if she did. She got Samuel a job at the restaurant she works at, Napa Flats. He's a bus boy, and she's a server. Once she turns 18 next month she'll be able to wait tables. I'm so proud of her and what a hard worker she's been from such a young age! She has never shied away from hard work. She began babysitting when she was eleven, and has done that and nannying off and on since. She's worked at two different restaurants, and has also done art commissions. I'm so impressed with her maturity, even if she's my daughter.

Samuel has grown up quite a bit this year. He's blossomed socially and has scads of friends. He's no longer the shy, awkward child he was when he was in elementary and middle school. He even has a girlfriend. At least I think that's what they call each other. She's a doll, too, with long blonde hair. He's had a thing for silky blonde hair since first grade when he'd talk about the girl that sat near him with the "golden hair".  And of course she's a runner, too. We've taken to calling him Sam when we talk to him, when we remember it. That's what all his friends call him. Speaking of his friends, he had about eight or ten of them show up at our house on his birthday when we were having a family birthday for him and Olive. They snuck in the back door, aided and abetted by Margaret, and popped out singing Happy Birthday at just the right time. I think it meant a lot to him. He's enjoying his job and the opportunity to meet new people. He's always been a hard worker, and has already received good reviews from his employer. Sam's running career is coming along. He has high hopes of getting a running scholarship. He is one of the top 800m runners in the district as well as one of the top milers. He had been trainer with a personal running coach for a few months, but we had to drop that as it was getting too expensive. The same coach, an elite level runner that competes all over the world, also coaches several of Sam's Vandegrift buddies, and comes to the track meets to cheer them on. At the last meet he offered to continue to give Sam instruction free of charge, a $125/value. How nice!

As I mentioned in my last post, William is also running track. He runs the sprint distances, and does well. He wants to do well, but he's definitely not as committed to it as his older brother is. It's strange to think of William at the high school next year, even though he'd already be there if we hadn't held him back three and half years ago. I suppose all parents get a little shock to their systems when their child heads off to high school. I hope he does well. He seems to have a lot of friends. He's not the same kid who wouldn't speak at all when he was in elementary. He seems comfortable talking to young and old now. This year of middle school has gone well for him, but the previous two were rough. He's a sweet boy, and I think I often misjudge him. He came home last week upset because some "rich boys" on the 4x100 relay team he's on were bullying him. It's not like him to complain about that kind of thing because, for one, he's a little older than most boys in his grade, and two, because he usually takes it on his chin and deals. But for some reason this really bothered him. If I think too long about the hurts and fears my kids face each day I get a little weepy. I hope and pray it turns them to Jesus.

John is John. He goes to school every day on time and comes home at the same time every day. He gets his snack and then spends the rest of the afternoon and evening until dinner reading in his bed. He never deviates from this. He's pleasant and talkative, but a loner. He's a handsome boy, thin and tall for his age, probably 5 ft. 5 inches, with dark hair that he likes to wear a little long. He has dark blue eyes and the longest, darkest lashes you've ever seen. And yet he's an outcast. He has no friends in school, at least none that I'm aware of, and his only real friend outside of school is his cousin, Tommy. He's intelligent, and though he tested into the gifted program at the middle school, he's always barely passing his classes. I think he'll be a successful architect or some kinds of designer when he grows up. He has such an interest in it. It's just hard to see him friendless. It doesn't seem to bother him, just me.

I won't go on to talk about Hazel and Olive at this time. They're dear little angels and I want them to stay that way forever.

One more week of school left until spring break. We're doing a staycation. It'll be nice to have my babes home with me. Brian intends to take all or some of the week off, and we have several fun things planned.

I'm trying to read 52 books this year. I'm on book 11, which puts me a week ahead of schedule. I'm rereading the L.M. Montgomery Emily series. Well, I'm actually not reading it, but listening to it. I've discovered audio books and oh the joy! I can now combine two of my loves: walking and reading into one! I've made my way through some good ones and not so good ones. Sometimes the reader really ruins it for me. But oh, how happy I am to have discovered that I cam listen. I have to move, and it's hard for me to sit and read for long periods of time. But if I can walk and enjoy God's beautiful creation while making my way through books, well, that's pretty much the guiltiest of all guilty pleasures for me. Yesterday Brian worked from home, and in the afternoon I got out to walk five miles. I decided to take the trails instead of the sidewalk. How pleasant it was to walk along those well worn paths with the wildflowers just starting to make their presence known on either side, while listening to someone read to me from a beautifully written book!

Sam is at work tonight, and William is upstairs socializing with the friends that live in his phone, but the rest our watching a John Wayne movie with Brian in the den. It's nice to have almost all my people home tonight.

I'm off to climb under the covers and catch up on my Bible study lesson.

I'm escaping to my blog because I've had more whining than I can handle.😳

Hazel is supposed to be working on math and writing, but she and Olive are throwing pencils and crayons at each other. Hazel has done well in the sporadic lessons we've done together. She's reading and writing, even if much of her spelling is difficult to decifer. She enjoys math best, and has progressed quickly through new concepts. I had hoped to make it through all the curriculum (we're using Horizons)  before summer, but that just won't be possible. Even with us working through the summer she won't complete all four phonics books and the two math workbooks before she starts real kindergarten. The days are flying by, and not a day goes by that I don't think about how sad it will be when she and Olive don't have all day to play together. They are such good friends to each other!

Track season has begun. Sam - we call him that now since that's what all his friends know him by - is running middle and long distance events for Vandegrift, and William is sprinting at Canyon Ridge. Sam has his third track meet tomorrow night and William his first. Somehow Brian and I will have to work magic and be in Steiner and Hutto at the same time. I like track season. It's a lot of driving and alot of sitting in the cold between events, but it means hours of conversation and making out under the bleachers with my love.

Brian and I ran two marathons in the last two months. I trained minimally for the first, Houston, and not at all for the second - Austin. I've been walking like a crazed woman though, shooting for 16 - 17 miles a day out here in the hills, and that really paid off. I didn't run terribly fast overall, but the hills of Austin felt like nothing. I'm going to try to continue shooting for 30K steps a day on my fitbit. I get out every morning and walk 5 miles, and then walk another 5 in the afternoon. Sometimes more if Brian and I get out to walk. I usually get another five to seven just from my daily activities. It doesn't do the same thing for my heart as running, but I'm lifting weights in addition, so hopefully that helps.

I'm embarking on a new adventure: I'm going to college. I took my TSI assessment last Saturday, and attend an Area of Study session this Saturday. I intend to be a teacher. I initially thought I wanted to go into elementary education, but I am now thinking I'd prefer to be a history teacher. I'm hoping to begin classes in the summer. I need to get a headstart on Margaret who is also planning to start on her education degree in the fall. Brian teases that she and I will be sorority sisters and eventual dorm mates at UT or Texas State. We'll both be starting out at ACC. I am going to try to finish as quickly as possible. Olive starts school in two and a half years. Once she's in, I'll be able to tackle school head on. I'm excited!

Just for fun...a couple's survey!

What are your middle names? 
Lee and Ann

How long have you been together?
we started dating 20 years ago, married 19 years ago. we met 23 years ago.

Who asked who out? 
he did. completely out of the blue for me, but he'd been thinking about it for a long time

Do you have any children together? 
yes, six amazing kids

What about pets?
no

Did you go to the same school?
no. i was homeschooled and he attended a small rural public school.

Who is the most sensitive?
him

Where do you eat out most as a couple?

El Chile or Trudy's

Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?

NYC

Who has the worse temper? 
him, but he keeps it contained most of the time. 

Who does the cooking?
me. always.

Who is more social? 
me

Who is the neat freak? 
we're both neat freaks in different ways. he's very tidy. i'm a cleaner.

Who is the most stubborn?
me

Who hogs the bed?
neither. we sleep in each other's arms every night. no joke. this is why we only need a full size bed. 

Who wakes up earlier? 
i naturally do, but he's been waking up earlier out of necessity lately.

Where was your first date?
this is embarrassing - cracker barrel. 

Who has the bigger family?
me, by one sibling

Do you get flowers often?
maybe every other month. but ALWAYS when he's done something to upset me. he's been bringing me plants lately because he knows i prefer them

How long did it take to get serious? 
less than a month. we were talking about getting married about three weeks after our first date

Who eats more?
on a regular basis, probably me as i'm usually a lot more active. 

Who does the laundry? 
me, but he does all the ironing

Who’s better with the computer?
neither

Who drives when you are together?
he does. my driving makes him nervous. my driving makes me nervous.

Who picks where you go to eat? 
we usually decide together, but he defers to me if we have different thoughts.

Who is the first one to admit when they're wrong? 
he is.

Who wears the pants in the relationship? 
so this is an interesting question. neither of us "rules the roost". i think i have a more domineering personality, but i consciously defer to him. we both contribute different strengths to the relationship. i tend to be a lot more pushy, but have learned to reign it in because i don't want to be that way. he's so laid back and easy going and doesn't feel the need to have things his way. he's definitely the provider in the family, but he's not the decision maker. 

Who has more tattoos? 
neither. we're both being counter culture by our absence of tattoos

Who eats more sweets?
it varies

Who cries more?
me, but he's not afraid to cry.

I took a nap this afternoon. I've never been a napper. Partly because I just never stop long enough, and partly because my life just doesn't allow for those little luxuries. But lately I've just had to. I can run on five hours of sleep for only so long. Maybe I'm irresponsible, but I just tell my two and four year old to play on the ipad and stay out of trouble and I go crash for awhile.

Last night William had a football game on  the far other side of the district. I met Brian part way there and we rode the rest of the way together. Those are our little dates these days - going to kids' sporting events. We joke that we're gonna get in trouble for canoodling so much in the stands. We're going through a phase where we can' seem to keep our hands off each other. There could be worse problems, I suppose. William had several carries on offense, a few tackles on defense, and Canyon Ridge dominated Leander. I don't think they were allowed even one first down the entire game.

Brian and I didn't get out to run until 8:30. Both of us were struggling to drag our tired bones up and down those hills. It's the last week of the six week's grading period which always means much weeping and grinding of teeth. We both looked over txconnect at each of the kids' accounts to see what assignments are still missing, which tests can still be retaken, and then crossed our fingers hoping for passing grades for all. Brian stayed up late helping Margaret with her pre-AP calculus and waiting for William to ride the bus home from the football. Football nights for away games can be very long as the A & B teams both play, and then ride back to Canyon Ridge together. William usually doesn't get home until nearly 10. I have dinner waiting for him and then he's wound up and wants to talk about all the plays.

I got up at 5 this morning and made lunches and then got out for my five mile walk. I was miserably exhausted, but I'd feel more miserable if I skipped it. My mom to Mom class meets on Tuesdays, so we hurried to get ready for that after I got home from walking. This was my third week to go to Mom to Mom, and I'm so much enjoying the chance to meet with other mommies and older women for mutual encouragement.

And then I napped.

Since Bible study and Mom to Mom started I have had trouble finding time to do school with Hazel. I have got to figure out how to get it in amidst all the other things.