A Bubble's Life

Few people realize that a bubble's life is not so different from ours.

It just doesn't last as long...... 20 seconds at the MOST!

First, the bubble is born:

 They develop their colors and find their ground:

Meet friends, go to school, learn how to survive:

Go on missions:

 Struggle through the college and career jungle of this world:

Finally find "the one" and get married:

And have lots and lots of bubble babies:

Then they die just like the rest of us:

--- What?  Did you think I was going to post a picture of a bubble DYING!?!? ---  

That would be weird, gross, and disrespectful.

Shame on you.

Cardboard Spaceship

Jeff's sister's family had our names for Christmas.

For the boys, they gifted this cardboard spaceship you assemble and color!

They were extra "fighty" one morning and I decided it would be a good time to pull out a new distraction.

After a few cardboard cuts and some impatient questions of when it would be done, the spaceship was finished.

They LOVED it!! 

I hardly even heard them for 2 hours.

Defending My Title

The office I work at has been a sponsor of London's Run for the past couple years.

This year they were given a few complimentary entries and were kind enough to get me registered for the half marathon.

This is Dr. Garn:

He had told me that I could have one of the free entries "On one condition.... you let me beat you."

We stuck together for the first half of the race, but as soon as I saw a girl come up on our tail, I had to go faster.

I was first female at that point and wanted to keep that spot if at all possible.

Dr. Garn had said, "If she gets any closer, I'll fall and trip her." 

I took that as permission to let me beat him.

I put some good distance between this miss and myself.

It was only a few miles later that the course took us on a u-turn where I noticed a different girl I hadn't seen before.  I picked up my speed again.

After crossing the finish line in FIRST PLACE FOR THE WOMEN(!), I said "Hi" to my boys who had come to support me....

...then quickly found the girl I had seen at the u-turn.  She had finished a hundred yards behind me but both our watches said the exact. same. time.

We had to wait for the chip timing results to know for sure.

I barely beat her.

By 4 seconds.

YESSSSS!!!

 My official time was:

1:33:45

Mega Bruise

Okay, the day is almost over and I don't want to fail at my New Years Resolution QUITE yet, so here's a quick one.

Here's a huge, semi-heart shaped bruise on Griffin's leg for my mom's collection of hearts.

(Our grass was really wet and muddy that morning and so Griff felt the need to hike his pants all the way up to his crotch, rather than just take them off.)