This morning I woke up to fair weather and the promise of sunny, spring-like conditions.  I packed the kids off to school with daddy and proceeded to get ready for the day.  I decided to wait on applying makeup since I was going to walk the 1.5 miles to work.  I had left my bike at work the night before, so walking was my only alternative.  Let's just say that it was good thing I wasn't wearing any mascara.

Why?  because it started to rain.  It was a good old fashion southern rainstorm.  The type that flashfloods and massive traffic pile-ups are made of.  The type that remind you that you do live on the Gulf of Mexico and hurricanes are a fact of life.  I shuffled my very wet and miserable way to work before realizing (after I had been walking for about 10 minutes) that I had left my phone at home.  Let's just say that I was a very wet bookkeeper by the time I toddled in to work.  Luckily, the rain is rarely cold and the humidity keeps the wind from chilling the skin.

At least my rain gear was at the office, so I can hope for a comfortable ride home tonight.

So, I'm sitting here at work, much drier than I was this morning and thinking of all the crazy things that we did this past week.

Kate celebrated her 9th birthday.  I can not believe my baby has been with me for 9 years.  I remember being 9 and loving trees and reading.  I would often combine both of them by climbing a tree while clutching a book and then sitting a big branch while ants crawled alongside.  I was lucky because my best friend loved books, too,  not so much the trees.  When we played together it was to climb a tree and read.

Tanner wasn't able to attend Kate's birthday party because he had a lot of homework to do.  As a matter of fact he spent Saturday morning with the kids and then disappeared for the weekend.  He did go to church with us, but left right after the service ended.  I sigh a little.  Even though I knew this semester was going to be hard it is still difficult to accept that this is only the third week of this semester, and he has already pulled three all-nighters.  I'm starting to think I'm lucky if I wake up in the morning and find him fully clothed and sleeping on top of all the covers.

He still makes time for my running schedule which is why he stayed home Saturday morning.  I ran a 5k in Huntsville, Texas at Sam Houston Univerity about 45 minutes north of Houston.  It's a hilly part of Texas that I've never visited and proves that Texas is not a flat wasteland.  My legs are still protesting.  He is also going to take time out next Saturday to go to Houston.  I've got a color-run scheduled and maybe we'll take a little mini-break and go to the zoo afterwards.  Even if it's raining at least it will be warm.