I am tired. Just warning you now, I am tired and grumpy and need some sleep. And possibly some food that isn't chips and salsa, like I had for dinner last night.
Let's back up.
Every.freaking.night.last.week thunderstorms rolled through our town. We attempted to go to the pool every night, only we actually made it Wednesday night only to be kicked out at 6:00pm due to thunder. Friday was the kicker though. A storm rolled through our neighborhood around 1:30pm that took trees down onto houses and took part of a tree down in our backyard. Fortunately for us, it just fell straight down and not on a house like my neighbor. The local news stations came and everything. The same storm hit my office about 30 minutes later, and blew the transformer outside our building. The building I work in is actually an old hospital that operated in the early 1900s. So we were told to evacuate our building so that the local power company could fix whatever happened.
Friday night, Audrey had a movie night planned with a friend, so Ray and Ashley went to dinner, and I took Audrey to her friend's house. We all convened back and home and got a pretty good night's sleep that night.
Saturday I woke up and ran my first 5 miles ever and I lived to tell it. My neighbor that I run with pushed me, but unfortunately I totally held her back. I am sure she a) could have run faster and b) could have run further, but after 5 miles, I was done. We ran some errands Saturday during the day, and then Saturday night we went to our first ever Durham Bulls game. And not only did we get to go to the game, but for Girl Scouts, Ashley and I and some other girls and moms from our troop got to spend the night on the field.
It was fun, and the girls had fun, but they didn't turn the lights out on the field until midnight, and woke us up by blaring music over the loud speakers at 7:00am. Couple that with girls from another troop keeping some of us awake until 3:00am (I slept through most of of their antics, but other moms in my troop were not so lucky), we were tired.
Thankfully yesterday was a raining blah day, and all of us took a nap. Which was good, because I saw Rascal Flatts in concert last night. This is the 4th time I have seen them, and they are still great.
Two things though - I am old when Darius Rucker (Hootie and the Blowfish fame) opened up for them and covered Purple Rain, and most of the people around us on the lawn had no clue what song it was. Nor did they know the Hootie songs he played. And taking care of a drunk person is funny for a while, but then it is also alot of work!
I am thinking a nap at work is in order, although I am pretty sure my boss would frown upon that.