I’m a bit late on this post, I’m sorry! I had yet another marathon post ready to put up last night but it just didn’t feel right. Too much running talk, not enough balance.
I started blogging because I love writing, but as I’m going back into my archives to look for material for my book, I can’t help loving the bloggy posts with photos about regular boring old life. It’s so cool to be able to have these memories documented! So along those lines, here’s what our day looked like on Monday.
Every other Monday we typically spend together just the three of us: Andrew, Callum and I. In the morning, we did some prep for our picnic: we got groceries, I boiled eggs and Andrew barbecued 3 different kids of sausage (Italian mild for Callum, Italian hot for moi, and chorizo for Andrew). Callum pushed back his nap time with some photography practice:
Then during Callum’s nap, I went for a slow 5 mile run on the treadmill just to shake out the legs a bit. I signed up for 3 months free Apple Music and so while I was listening to the top charts radio, this song came on:
With these lyrics:
Frigging SICK. Like, I’m all about raunchy music, for sure. And as teenagers we listened to explicit stuff all the time. But this? Was like… a little… much. And every single kid with an iAnything is listening to this stuff. I AM SO UPSET. I feel like technology is god right now. I swear that if I grew up in this day and age, I’d be in jail or dead before twenty.
That aside, we packed up our picnic and some lawn chairs and when Callum woke up, we headed down to the river.
I took one photo and then Callum stole my phone for the rest:
This one is my favourite by far. It’s of Andrew’s crossed leg, but at first glance at my phone I assumed Andrew had stuck my phone down his pants.
Ha ha! So great. Once the sun ducked behind the mountains, we headed to a playground so that Callum could really run around and get some energy out.
We’ve been having incredible weather lately, and we were able to get out onto the boat yesterday. I’ll post about that next week though. After this morning’s run, I ate this wrap for breakfast (I am on a veggie kick lately!):
I’m on my second cup of coffee and have a ZILLION things to do today. Gotta go! XO
Do you know anyone with a hairy bum?
If you had to pick one sausage, which one would it be? Italian mild, Italian hot, or chorizo?
Have you heard of that song before?