Friday
Work all day. Rush home to get JD. Pick up my mom and head to the salon for JD’s evening of pampering: mani, pedi and eyebrow shaping. Quick dinner, head home and off to bed early in preparation for Saturday’s long run.
Saturday
We had beautiful weather all week: sunny and warm. I woke up to clouds and temps in the low 40s. This turned out to be a blessing in disguise since I run better in cooler temps. Running skirt, compression socks and a long-sleeved running tee {with hand warmers!}. Headed to Willow only to discover there was a duathlon in progress. Not wanting to get in the middle of that, I headed over to Lower Huron, nervous because I wasn’t familiar with that park. All things happen for a reason, as I ended up liking Lower Huron better than Willow and had a really great run.
Then the mad rush was on: go home, shower, grab JD and head to the salon to get her hair done.
Rush back home, put on dress, shoes and jewelry.
Group pictures with friends and family.
Wave goodbye as they pull out of the driveway then hide in the bathroom for 10 minutes and cry because you cannot believe that your baby girl just left for her first high school dance. Remember that you haven’t eaten all day {and you burned 1,000+ calories on your run}, go to dinner, eat all the food and drink all the beer. Solidify your title as best mom ever by falling asleep before your daughter returns from the dance, causing her to have to wrangle herself out of her dress and remove one million bobby pins from her hair. Oops.
Sunday
Wake up early-ish because you promised mom that you’d take her to breakfast. Reinforce best mom ever status by making JD wake up early, too. Get rewarded with unexpected gift:
More Pandora charms! Go to breakfast, stop at Starbucks {of course}, go to Target, go to Meijer, come home, put everything away, make salad for Mother’s Day/mom’s birthday dinner at Grandma’s, go to Grandma’s, drink all the wine, eat all the food {Caramel Apple Salad – to die for}, go back home, feed the dog, crawl into bed and cry that tomorrow is Monday.
This week doesn’t get any better: two runs {one 4 miler, one 2 miler}, three soccer games {all away}, one dentist appointment, pick up new eyeglasses, pack, drive to Midland, run half marathon, drive home.
Next Monday I will be checking myself into an insane asylum. It’s been nice knowing you all.

