Sunday, March 11, 2012

Springing Forward

While I probably say this every year, I'm going to say it again.  I HATE springing forward.  The cruelty of taking an hour away from a Sunday.  I've got a great idea.  How about we don't spring forward or fall back at all!  We'll get our lightness in the spring as ever and our darkness in the fall.  Everyone is happy.  Unlike me today wondering what happened to my hour!

Other than that it was yet another typical Cruz family weekend.  In anticipation for a 15k next weekend that I'm not quite sure I'm ready for, I got a couple of longish runs in this weekend.  I'm not feeling great about how I ran this weekend but I've been running long enough to know that that can change with each run and isn't necessarily indicative of how next Sunday will go.  I'll knock it out next weekend - it may not be pretty though.

Every once in a while I upload pictures and find a surprise.  This is apparently Mason taking a picture of himself on video on the computer.  The kids went to a swim birthday party on Saturday and had an absolute blast.  Made them anxious for more excitement the rest of the weekend.
My Grandpa Art suffered another stroke last Monday which has effected his speech and, more concerning, his ability to swallow.  We decided it'd be a good idea to go visit him today.  His lack of nourishment was evident.  He has lost a lot of muscle mass and is just skin and bones.  He can't speak at all but he seemed to recognize us and enjoyed waving and clapping with Mason.  Siena was sort of frightened to be there.  She hid behind me most of the time.  I asked her afterward if she was scared and she said she was just because he looked different and she is still a little young to understand what was going on and why he looked different.  We talked about it though and she seemed to understand and feel better.

After visiting Grandpa we went to the Old Spaghetti Factory for dinner.  Yaya got some Grandkid love.
On the way home we learned how much of a car guy Luis is when he popped the hood instead of the gas cap at the gas station.  It's my job as a supportive wife to preserve this moment for posterity.
Happy Ides of March!

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