PROJECT BREAK-A-SWEAT

Yeah, you read that right. I'm on a new kick: I'm going to start breaking a sweat. Daily.

I don't break a sweat very often any more. I don't belong to a gym, and even though I exercise every day by walking or biking, I can't tell you the last time I had sweat running down my face from a good run, stair climb, or jump rope sesh.

That's just plain lame.

Enter Project Break-A-Sweat: somehow, some way, every day.

I'll let you know how that goes.

For now, I'm going to lie here in bed and wait for breakfast to be served. Mick just returned from some sort of clandestine mission that I think involved buying breakfast groceries.

Can't wait to find out what I'll have to sweat out of my system today.

Happy Mother's Day!

How often do YOU break a sweat? Wanna join me?

An Award!

I can't believe it. I was nominated for this award -- I have no idea who nominated me -- and won it! I wish I could post the news clips straight onto my blog, but I'll just have to settle for this link for now: Woohoo!

Bed In A Bath

The kids started the day by moving a number of their toys to a new secret hideaway: the bathtub.

Then they spent the rest of the day moving from room to room devising elaborate games and situations. (Lots of furniture moving, dress up, whispering, and laughing.)

Ended the day with an attempt at sleeping side-by-side, head to foot, in the bathtub -- with pillows and stuffed animals and blankets and a thick Hello Kitty sock over the spout above Aubrey's head.

That lasted about 30 minutes, with more laughter and whispering, but had to be stopped because every move in there sounded like a bottle of shampoo dropping to the floor -- which would ultimately make for unhappy neighbors below us, no matter how nice they are. Fortunately, the kids had had their fun and were game for sleeping on the floor of their bedroom next to each other, which is where those two little peanuts are now.

As for Mother's Day, nothing could've made me happier today than knowing my kids were having this kind of fun while I (1) spent the morning writing at Starbucks, (2) went for an 11:30 2-hour hike with girlfriends (fellow moms), (3) had a 3 o'clock marguerita outside in the sun on the deck of a sweet little taco shop with said moms, and (4) came home to be with my family and make bbq ribs while the kids still played and Mick studied for an oral cancer test.