Sorry, I’ve been very bad keeping this place up to date and, because of this, now have a backlog of stuff.  The first is about the Husband. He ran a race sometime mid-August and placed third in his division!

He is now training for his first 6 mile run in October and is runing 6 1/2 miles almost every day. It is crazy, but there you have it. The boy is insane.

This weekend we celebrated our ten-year anniversary.

Saturday we packed a picnic lunch and went to Thatcher Park where we ate, walked, and biked. Mountain biking is not my first idea of fun, but I like it enough and the Husband loves it so for him I biked up mountains and through the woods. I even made it up some of the big hills! Once I was sufficiently sore from the bike seat, we went home to clean up, because I’m not going to a nice Indian restaurant smelling like I just went biking through the woods. They say women don’t sweat, but I sweat buckets. Smelly, smelly buckets. After dinner we went to see a very romantic movie, Hellboy 2. Totally my choice. It’s a good movie.

Unfortunately, I overdid it on Saturday and I think I am now sick. I have had a headache for two days and have wanted to vomit since this morning. But you know what? I think it was worth it because it was a day I will remember and not just because I blogged about it.

I am in shock that we’ve been together for ten years. I can’t believe such a wonderful, thoughtful, caring man would still want to be with a crazy, cranky, stubborn girl like me. I cannot imagine my life without that boy and I hope that we have eighty more years together that are just as good as these last ten.

Is there a doctor in the house? Well, there is now. Shana earned her Ph.D(!) and we went out to celebrate.

She is extremely smart and worked really, really hard to earn this and we are both so very proud of her.

While we were there the Husband and I entered a race. He finished in the top 70-something of six-hundred, while I finished in the top 400-something. I know the bigger deal is the Husband’s placement, but I wasn’t last and that is what is truly amazing.

Shana came to cheer us (and her friends, who were there too) on even though it was waaaaay to early in the morning.

It was not an easy race, but as I’m not keen on running, all races aren’t easy. I do distinctly remember Shana yelling “That’s my sister!” as I crossed the finish line. As stupid as it sounds, and it is pretty stupid, that was the highlight of my weekend because she admitted, in public, that she is related to me

Oh, and more photos of the weekend can be found at flickr!

Over the weekend we drove to New Jersey to visit family for Father’s Day. While there, the presidential election came under great debate so when I came home and saw this on a friend’s blog, I couldn’t resist posting it. Enjoy!

Link to You Tube video