Slacking

Wow, it's been a long time since I have blogged. Andrew came and went, we took our vacation to Jamaica and it was everything I imagined it would be. Perfect. 7 days, just me and my husband to enjoy each other, to the point where the last day we sat and looked at each other...with absolutley nothing left to say! We ran out of things to talk about, so we would always revert to what was on the back of our minds-Lyla. We really missed her. Andrew is gone again, but out of country now. Counting down the days until we are back together as a family. We spent a long time wasting time worrying about how much time we haven't spent together this year...but I have a new outlook on it now. All I am focusing on, is the time we will have together. Currently planning Lyla's 2nd Birthday, planning some fall outings as a family. Lyla is signed up for soccer on saturday's till december so we are REALLY excited about that!

I am staying busy with work, getting ready to gear up and start my studying for E-6 again. I WILL make it this go around. No excuses. I am currently giving myself a break, and have started reading again. On book #2 in the Hunger Games series and I LOVE it. It's given me time to relax at night and enjoy my quiet time. I am tossing around the idea of taking a class this semester, but I'm thinking I may pass over that idea. For once, I am not completley overwhelmed at work and at home. Thinking I should just enjoy it while I have it.

My nightmares has been acting back up again, not sure what that is all about. Can't remember the last time I had them this often, my only thought is that maybe it's because of how often Andrew has been gone? I dont know...

Lyla is getting so big, I just can't believe it. Some days she wakes up and just amazes me....Tonight while she was on the phone with Daddy, she informed him that she "hit dillon's arm" "jibberish...jabber....I had timeout" LOL Andrew was like...wow, really? Did she just tell me she hit Dillon and went to timeout? Yup....sure did.

How could I forget!! Last weekend, I completed the Pikes Peak Ascent. By far, physcially the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. I still am compleley amazed that I did it. I can't even look at the mountain without tearing up sometimes. I shed many tears once I made it to the top. With one mile left to go my body just couldn't take anymore, I physically felt it was not possible. People we on the rocks looking like zombies from the altitude, which luckily had little effect on me. It was just my body in so much pain that was killing me. I didn't know it was possible to hurt so bad. I started to cry because I honestly didn't think I could do it. But then...a 69 year old woman up in front of me shouted back "C'mon girls! Let's do this" and I'm like...shit ya! Let's do this, coming into the finish so many people were cheering, and saying my name...it felt amazing. I crossed the finish line, and then began the waterworks. My friend's husband brought us flowers and champagne, and even furnished me with a hug. I dont know what exactly I cried harder about-finishing, or wishing that Andrew was there to see it. Either way, I was so damn proud. I don't think I will be able to do the race next year, but I def want to do it again sometime. Had you asked me that right after the race I would have told you hell no. But, there's something wrong me...and I enjoy punishing my body!

This is all I got for now, looking forward to getting these next few weeks over with. Ready to have my family back :)