Boring, Boring, Boring

I had been thinking to myself that I need to have more adult things to write about here, that I shouldn't be so focussed on Wiggle. Then I thought to myself, "hey, no one wants to read about whether I have a bladder infection." (I don't, BTW) How sad is that? The only thing I could think of off the top of my head that would qualify as adult content was a personal medical condition. I've got to get out of the house more. I need to do a little more reading and delve into some hobbies again. Otherwise, my life is becoming truly pathetic.

On that front, my family and I are reading A Midsummer Night's Dream together, which I am very excited about. Also, I am signing up for a charcoal and pastels class at one of the local rec centers. I have little-to-no artistic ability, but it should be a fun way to get out of the house for a few weeks.

I haven't been to the gym in a couple of weeks, which is upsetting, but I have some weird ankle pain, and I was trying to stay off of it, so it could heal. I'm going to make a doctor's appointment tomorrow, to try and get some physical therapy for it, so I can go back to the gym without making it worse.

Wiggle and I managed to have a very productive day, concerning both play and work. I got a little cleaning in, and we played with a bunch of different things without a lot of drama or aggression, which is wonderful. This evening I took him to the pool and we romped around until he got good and tuckered. It was a blast; the only reason we got out was that he was starting to shiver a lot, even in his wetsuit! (A wonderful freecycle acquisition)

My mom is coming out on Saturday, which is awesome for so many reasons, but I am especially excited because we are going to do some neighborhood scouting and house hunting. Fun!

The soccer star!

My husband, the sophisticate.

Enjoying a snack on the go.