So Thursday morning we get up, lounge around the house for a bit and the get ready to meet up with some friends at the USO Thanksgiving Day feast. HOLY COW! is it packed. I knew when we left the night before there was seating for about 215 people and now there was standing room only. And by standing room I mean people are squished in shoulder to shoulder there almost wasn't any empty floor space in the place to be seen. Honestly if the fire marshall would have come by he would have shut the place down, we were well over our alloted limit. And then the talking began. Yes I understand you have to thank all the sponsor and everything else but really do you need to talk for an hour with the house packed to the rafters and the aircon not working. So there we sat, kids getting antsy, people not listening, others lining up to eat already, I mean come on enough already, and then it hits me like a ton of brick. I'm trapped, I can't get out, I'm in the middle of the room and there are people all around me, I can't see the doors, people are touching me, stop touching me, I can't move...you guessed it, full blown panic attack. Luckily about the time my panic attack decided to set in, they were finishing up and blessing the table to open the lines to eat. Thank God, because my husband was just about to leave so I didn't start freaking out. My friend and I take our girls and get at the very end of this line that isn't moving and we being to wait. Now we are prepared to wait forever, mainly because after 5 minutes we still haven't moved 2 feet. Luckily the volunteers were going around and pulling parents with small kids out of line and giving them head of the line privileges because they saw how ridiculously long the lines were. So we jumped up to the front of the line, made all of the kids' plates (3 for her and 2 for me) and sat back down, figuring we would eat at the next place but the kids needed to eat now. As soon as the kids ate we bolted out of there. I think if it was a just a little less chaotic we would have had a great time. So we headed over to our friend Jenell's home for Thanksgiving with her family. It was so roomy compared to where we just left it was a welcomed change. Unfortunately my husband and I didn't get to eat right away at Jenell's house either. We made a commitment to run the Turkey Tort 1.5 mile and 5K that same evening and we going to keep to that. After seeing all her wonderful food we had to leave our appetites at bay and go do our run.
I was really kind of excited to finally get back out run/walking again after being out of the game for so long. I took part in the 1.5 mile and didn't do to bad. I ran as far as I could, while keep in mind my form and coming to the realization that my shoes are probably a size to big. I finish the 1.5 in about 32 mins. Now most can finish a 5K in that time but I haven't ran since May so I am in no way conditioned to run. So the fact that I finished a 1.5 with a mixture of running and walking I am quite happy with. After the hubby came across the finish line we came home, showered and returned to Jenell's house to finally eat. And oh my gosh, the food tasted so good. It was good food, great company, we had good some good laughs. It was great way to end a rather crazy day.
After Thanksgiving, life went on as normal, well almost. The sickness has taken our house hold by storm. My little girl had the cough first, and to make matters worse every time she would cough it just happen to be into my face. Thanks dear.
So then the sickness hit me harder than it hit little bit. So I have been down from training for about 2 weeks now. I'm just starting to get my appetite back and all I want is CHOCOLATE! nummy nummy! I'm hoping to be over this cough soon though, I feel like a bump on a log just sitting here wasting away to nothing. But the latest victims of the sickness seem to be the hubster and the son. Hubby came home with a headache today and slept for 3 hours and sonny-boy has started coughing. Great!
Sonny-boy just had a birthday. He is 7, really where does the time go? He had a couple of his friends over and they played we ordered pizza and made ice cream sundaes for dessert. The pizzas were a hit once they finally got here. We ordered them from a very well known franchise, name to be with held, and have never had any issues ordering from them before. So we order 2 large pizzas, 1 cheese and 1 pepperoni not a hard order right? The driver shows up with 1 pizza, the pepperoni one and the boys all want cheese. The drive has no idea where the other pizza is, and is headed back to the store to find it. Um, yeah you are cause I paid for 2 and you gave me one. So hubster didn't sign the credit card receipt. Then we are waiting and I go to give the boy the pepperoni so the quite bothering us and its cold. Like not cooled down from being hot but like it sat under hot lamps all day and they threw it in a box cold. I was PISSED! There was no sweat ring on the counter so I knew it was most definitely a cold pizza. So we called the pizza place back up and told them what happen, the manager was very kind and compensated our entire meal and us 2 new pizzas for the boys. It was horrible that it took the entire party to get the boys fed because the party was only 2 hours. Oh well I guess we know for next time.
And here we are, see not really to much has been going on. I changed my page made it a little more festive and I've updated my event schedule. Other than that not much has changed. I'm hoping to get back in the gym here soon. Our moving is coming along we do not have much longer left on Guam and I'm going to miss it here sorely. So for now I will say good night. I will catch up with you all another day.
