Too much excitement

I'm enjoying a little time out from my everyday life. Hubby and I took the small child and ran away to his parents' house yesterday. I slept in, stayed in my pjs till 1pm, went for a 3.2 mile run, and now I get to debrief the last few days. J, his sisters and their boyfriends, and the MIL are all watching the Eagles-Cardinals game and K is sleeping (almost 2.5 hours . . . ). I'm staring at a coffee table full of fun munchy foods and somehow I'm managing to keep my hands to myself.

Saturday was a really eventful day. We never intended to have such a big day, but such is life. The original plan was to visit the SF Zoo with the parent-in-laws and L, my younger SIL. We were trying to figure out what to do for breakfast and J was playing with K. Suddenly he brought her in the house and she was crying and very clingy. This behavior from her was really random and puzzling. J said he'd been playing with her when he picked her up by the hands and handed her off to his dad. That's when she started crying. We put K down for a short nap, and when she woke up, she wouldn't use her right arm. I called the advice nurse at our pediatrician's office for a little guidance. She said "Can you come in now? Right now?" Thankfully, I wasn't too worried to begin with, so I didn't panic. J and I took K into the doctor's office and our wonderful doctor very gently popped K's elbow back into place. Yes, that's right. She had a dislocated elbow. Just because J picked her up by the hands. It's something we've done before, and needless to say, we'll never do again! Our doc just laughed it off, reminding us how resilient kids are and that this happens to even the most cautious families. J was feeling pretty guilty, but I made sure he knew that I didn't blame him and wasn't upset in the slightest. K seemed just fine the rest of the day. After lunch, I insisted that J and my brother, S, tackle the front fence. See, we live in my mother's family home and the fence is probably 30+ years old. There's two parts to the front gate: the "people gate" and the "car gate". The larger gate is truly big enough to open up and drive a car into the front yard. We tried to open in when we first moved in last April and it didn't cooperate very well. Since then, I've been watching it slowly shift its weight and look unstable. Given the fact that it's the time of year for wind storms, I didn't want to wait for a wind storm to knock it down. So, being that yesterday was beautiful AND J and S were both home, I asked them to get to it. However, life being what it is, it wasn't a simple job of replacing the 2 2x4s that formed the hinge. The hinges were rusted open and the middle hinge was actually broken. There's some dry rot on the ends of the large support beams. Stuff that has to get handled. We bought all the supplies to put a rather large, but industrial strength band-aid in place. Sadly, S started feeling sick. So, the gate is down, the supplies are ready to go, and we'll be putting the gate back together this week. After all the excitement, we hit the road. So here we are.

Here's an update on my running progress: Thursday I ran a total of 55 minutes!! I ran approximately 4.1 miles, which tells me I run slow and need to pick up the speed a bit, but that'll happen in time. Today, I ran 40 minutes, roughly 3.2 miles. So, I need to pick up my speed overall, but that's ok. It'll happen. I'll keep working on it.