Good morning! Some of you saw how my night went on Facebook. I was supposed to get to the YMCA early to start my class right on time (another one of my resolutions this year). Under some not so stellar circumstances, I didn’t quite make it there.
Um, yeah. I’ve always had this huge fear of being in a car accident. I faced my fear head on (literally) yesterday afternoon when someone turned left right in front of me instead of yielding. Not quite how I pictured my night.
It just so happened to be in the worst area to try to get cell phone reception also so attempting to contact the YMCA to tell them that I wasn’t going to make it and getting ahold of Andrew wasn’t easy.
It was a long night (to say the least). I’m thanking God this morning that everything happened the way it did. He was watching over me for sure. I felt it, I knew it.
The boys weren’t with me, Andrew and I had switched cars because he had the boys (if we hadn’t I think things would’ve been a lot worse), I was paying full attention to my driving (as opposed to trying to plan my classes in my head like I usually do), no one was injured, the air bag worked, etc. The list goes on and on. You know what else is weird? I totally had this crazy intuition the other morning that I was going to be in car accident. Do you ever get those? I have them with other things in life too. Weird.
Thanks to all of your comments on Facebook. Andrew wanted me to make light of the situation by posting that he thought he could fix the truck. By the way, we bought this truck when Andrew totaled his first Toyota Tundra about 5 years ago. Maybe we’d have better luck with a different model. Hmm…
The boys always say “bye Daddy’s truck” when we leave the house. This time they really meant it.
I’m a little sore today. my darn chest hurts, but I’m still going to attempt my last long run before the Carlsbad Marathon in two weeks. That should feel good, huh?
Okay, enough about that.
Let’s move on to better things shall we?
I know one thing that always makes me smile.
Last night after I gave all of my boys numerous hugs, he made me go to bed at a decent hour.
Earlier in the day he helped me make one ginormous snack.
Someone thought he might get a little lick of yogurt, but I didn’t really feel like sharing.
Oh my goodness, the finished product was amazing!
And now, thank you to my dear friends who sent in some Flat Kitty pictures. Let’s see what adventures he got to go on outside of the STUFT house.
Kinley made Flat Kitty feel right at home with her cute Crosby. Look at those awesome matching headbands. I think I need one too. (I also think I want that cute chair they’re sitting on.)
Kitty got into a little trouble over at Sandy’s when he tried to steal Lucy’s house. He’s sneaky like that. Not the best first impression.
At Erin’s he got to help make a week’s worth of pumpkin oatmeal protein pancakes. She must have known breakfast was his favorite meal of the day (and that green was his favorite color).
Now, at Christin’s Flat Kitty had quite an adventure. After a really great first meeting
and a little introduction to her cute Rambo,
this lucky guy got to tag along to the gym.
It was his first time ever in a yoga room. (I really should do more yoga.)
He had to make sure everyone knew he was a boy. Sometimes people get confused with the whole man boob (or kitty boob, whatever) situation he’s got going on. He made sure to set the record straight.
He might have to teach me some yoga moves he learned.
You can check out the article here. It’s a good one.
Okay, I’m off to eat a quick breakfast and get out the door for my run.
Flat Kitty will return next week with some new adventures.
Send me your pictures anytime and anything you want to share or link up with them. Email me if you still need a precious Flat Kitty. I promise this guy know how to make you smile.
Happy Friday to all of you! Have a wonderful weekend!
I can’t say thank you enough just for sharing my life with me. YOU are awesome!
(I just had to put that in there!)