Stymied.

I really enjoy sharing my life via blog but I've noticed a pattern: when something really fun happens or it needs to include a lot of detail, I turn into Little Miss Scant-blogger. I'm overwhelmed, for some stupid reason, at the idea of telling you all about how fun our Easter Sunday was or about the 5k we ran on Saturday morning right before I went and got re-blonded (finally!). Why is that? Yeah, I don't know either.

Suffice it to say that I still can't run the whole 5k (damn the Marek Park hills!) which actually turns out to be a not-quite-5k; I think I look better with a little blond but am having trouble adjusting (who me? not able to be confident in my decisions?) and Rumiko-san is still my hero despite having pointed out my gray hair; any Easter lunch that almost turns into dinner with good friends, two bottles of wine, two desserts, plenty of coffee, board games and margaritas is pretty good even if we didn't sing Christ the Lord is Risen Today in church. And that was one heck of a run-on sentence. Sorry.

We're now in Hawaii-prep mode around here which means that I've gotten my Coco's toes for the trip, have started thinking about packing and am trying to complete tasks in preparation for the extremely busy week that awaits us as soon as we return. If anything exciting happens in the next couple of days, I'll be sure to let you know. Otherwise you should assume I'm running around like a headless chicken in attempts to organize myself, my spouse, my child and my house for a two week vacation which just means I'm really going to need that Mai-tai by the pool.