Pigs. Glade playing with guinea pigs with his cousin Luke. He was suprisingly soft-the complete opposite of his behavior with his own cat. Sheesh. A few of my sister's friends (they have become my friends too) do a ladies lunch where once a week we go to someone's house and eat lunch and play games. Our friend Britt is the owner of the guinea pigs.
Park City. For my birthday, Greg took us up to Park City to enjoy a week at a condo on the resort. We did the alpine slide and coaster-which Glade loved. We swam daily. We shopped-okay
, I shopped at the outlets. We BBQd. We relaxed. Which was much needed.
Prom. Okay, give me a chance to explain my outfit. It was an ugly prom for a farewell party for a friend at work. She has a fun personality (put a tarantala in a chinese food container on April Fool's for her husband to enjoy) and suggested the prom. It was a fun night full of big hair, puffy sleeves, and prom pictures.
Uh...broken? I guess that's the best way to describe this photo. Because of my running, my hips got mis-aligned and it caused one leg to be longer than the other. Well, my short leg got the brunt of my weight and impact when I'd land, which caused me to gradually break down the bone. Long story short-broken. Why the cast? Apparently still running on it, squats at the gym, and chasing a 2 yr old are not allowed with a broken leg and I made the break worse. So, a cast it is for 3 weeks. Boo.
Haircut. That's all really. I had a much overdo haircut. But this and a pedicure and getting out of the house really made me feel pampered this week. The gmas and my friends have been so helpful in entertaining me and Glade this week with my leg injury and weight bearing restrictions. I am very grateful.
Pigs. Glade playing with guinea pigs with his cousin Luke. He was suprisingly soft-the complete opposite of his behavior with his own cat. Sheesh. A few of my sister's friends (they have become my friends too) do a ladies lunch where once a week we go to someone's house and eat lunch and play games. Our friend Britt is the owner of the guinea pigs. 
Park City. For my birthday, Greg took us up to Park City to enjoy a week at a condo on the resort. We did the alpine slide and coaster-which Glade loved. We swam daily. We shopped-okay, I shopped at the outlets. We BBQd. We relaxed. Which was much needed. 
Prom. Okay, give me a chance to explain my outfit. It was an ugly prom for a farewell party for a friend at work. She has a fun personality (put a tarantala in a chinese food container on April Fool's for her husband to enjoy) and suggested the prom. It was a fun night full of big hair, puffy sleeves, and prom pictures. 
Uh...broken? I guess that's the best way to describe this photo. Because of my running, my hips got mis-aligned and it caused one leg to be longer than the other. Well, my short leg got the brunt of my weight and impact when I'd land, which caused me to gradually break down the bone. Long story short-broken. Why the cast? Apparently still running on it, squats at the gym, and chasing a 2 yr old are not allowed with a broken leg and I made the break worse. So, a cast it is for 3 weeks. Boo.
Haircut. That's all really. I had a much overdo haircut. But this and a pedicure and getting out of the house really made me feel pampered this week. The gmas and my friends have been so helpful in entertaining me and Glade this week with my leg injury and weight bearing restrictions. I am very grateful.
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