I say it every Friday, as the weeks rush past, especially during the first three months of the year.
But today I say it with feeling after a hard and fast first term, a hard and fast week.
We survived Ironman.
After being terrified by an 8.5K prospect (I thought it was going to 5K, then realised it was 8.2K when I registered, which then magically turned into 8.5K at the start...), I managed to finish in 64 min. Great time for this unfit hooker! My husband finished his race in a respectable 13h 53 min, after a gruelling afternoon on the bike leg.
|Family Botha, doing their thing|
Done & dusted, roll on 2015!
So after rushing back, wading through loads of sweaty laundry, catching up on a missed day's school work, getting report cards hamburgers depositing kids in front of their Wii - I'm taking the rest of the day off.
I had a loooong breakfast with a friend -
|We really did have a healthy, carb-free omelet beforehand|
I'm (still) working on a turtle oven mitt for my aunt -
|I don't like pentagons that much|
I'm reading about love, murder and the TRC -
|Set in a post-1994-South Africa.|
"Everything is a thousand shades of grey"
I had a haircut -
I'm wondering what I'll write about for Blog Week
|Visit her blog and join up for Blog Week!|
I'm contemplating beanies for forthcoming Baby Berry -
|A few colours and patterns fighting for the waning attention span!|
I might just collapse with a chocolate and do nothing.
Roll on hunting season - I want to sit by the fire and have time to crochet.