Check out the 2009 HGTV Dream Home! Not only is it a gorgeous home, but it's located in the heart of wine country, Sonoma Valley. Yes, I will be registering to win every day, once a day until the winner is announced in February. It's worth it, right?
Actually, I LOVE that area of California. Will and I spent our first anniversary/honeymoon in Napa Valley and fell in love with some of the vineyards and the landscape. We still have wine shipped to us from Mondavi every other month! Yes, it's THAT good! :)
In other news, I did complete all 16 miles of my long run this morning. It wasn't my best speed, but that's okay when you are going long. I'm just glad I completed it, since I'm getting sick, again! It started yesterday with lots of sneezing, runny nose, sore throat, stuffy head and lots of congestion. After a big pasta dinner, I took some Nyquil, fell asleep halfway through our blockbuster movie (sorry, hon) and went to bed shortly thereafter. I was up at 5 am and running by 6:15.
#1-You CAN run with a head cold, but it does suck. Just bring lots of tissues.
#2-Toe socks rule! Over three hours of running and not one blister!
#3- It feels absolutely wonderful to run on asphalt after miles and miles of running on a cement sidewalk. Yes, your legs feel a difference. I never in my life thought I would utter the words: "Man, this asphalt feels great!" and mean it.
I kept James' appointment to have his blood drawn for allergy testing on Friday morning. His skin keeps breaking out (contact dermatitis stuff, no biggie) and we just want to know what to look out for/keep him away from. After waiting for about 10 minutes, the nurse called us back into the room. When I hopefully asked her if it was going to be just a finger prick, she said no and that I needed to relax and be calm so as not to upset James. I quickly pulled myself together and just thought of those super brave moms (you know who you are, Ladyblog) who go through much worse with their babies than having blood drawn.
I held James in my lap and restrained his legs and one arm while she taped off the other. Then, I had to hold down his extended arm while she put in the needle. Needless to say, he didn't like being restrained or the sting of the needle, but I held him close and kept talking in his ear. Of course, he cried and whimpered a little bit, but nothing like I was expecting. That scene came later!
So, we were in and out of the office in about 15 minutes. No harm, no foul and I was THANKFUL! The rest should have been a cakewalk, right? Well, not with my son. He refused to sit down in his car seat. When I tried to forcefully seat him in the car seat, he was like a screaming banshee/bucking bronco all rolled into one! People were walking by actually laughing ( in pity) at me because he was making such a huge scene! After a few minutes of talking to him, trying to coax him into sitting down, trying to offer snacks/juice/toys/etc, I called Will and asked him to talk to James over the phone. That worked for a little bit, but then James realized what I was up to and threw the phone, of course! After promising a trip to the playground and then explaining that we had to go "bye-bye" in order to get to the playground, James finally caved in and let me buckle him into the car seat. Streams of sweat were pouring off of me at this point, but, what the hay, we survived the blood work and that was my only prayer for the day. Maybe I should expand my prayer spectrum.