Today was a good day.
After having fallen asleep at 8:30 last night, I was able to wake up early and hit the ground running. I got several chores done before 7am, managed a workout DVD, helped Mark get some bacon cooking, showered and picked up my mom to go to a family bridal shower.
After the shower we headed to Kensington to check out the Art Fair.
I was impressed with the size and quality of the show, but bummed that I didn't find anything 'me'. I'm a hard sell. And I don't try to be. I was honestly hoping to come home with a canvas/artwork for our newly redone bathroom, or a early Christmas gift - but nothing was quite the right size or color.
Maybe next time.
I called home to check on the boys. The boys all fine, we decided to get some steps in and took a walk (again) around the nature center. I was wishing I had my camera rather than just my phone when we spotted a deer out on the island. He's in this photo, but really hard to make out. I kept hoping we'd get to see him swim back to the mainland, but no luck there.
Wild turkeys. We didn't see these the last time we were here.
Meanwhile, Wendy was sending me updates from Michigan Adventure where she went to spend the day with friends. I'm looking at this photo and wondering - where is everyone?
Back at home - I readily agreed to the boys request for a water balloon fight. A hard fast rule is that all scraps have to be picked up.
This was our first time using this type of balloon. Their review is that they didn't pop, but bounced.
Mark made cookies.
I finally got myfitnesspal to sync with my fitbit again (it hadn't been connecting for about 4 months) This was one of the tasks I took head on first thing this morning. I've tried so many times, I was actually surprised it really worked today. Anyway - back to counting and calculating - I kept myself to one cookie. They are really good.
While he was making cookies, Brian was scrubbing the deck. We have cottonwoods in our backyard and it's currently what we call sucky season. The deck was covered with sticky droppings. Not anymore.
I sent a text to Greg requesting a picture from the four-wheeling trip that he's currently enjoying with his brother out in Wisconsin.
His picture choice made me smile.
The boys chores done - we headed to the beach. Our third day in a row. We're going to see if we can beach more days in a row than I was able to snowshoe this winter. Chances are pretty good.
I managed to read one chapter. If I wasn't so prone to people watching, I'd have been able to read more.
Note to self: Bring the people watching notebook to the beach next time (a Mother's Day gift from the daughter who knows me well)
Ah. The daughter.
I love technology that allows for fun photo updates of their day.