My Week Away

Matching PJs. From the thrift store. Bought on separate occasions.

Man. I have been a slacker in the blogging department.

Not that I have not been wanting to blog.

If it was up to me, I'd write a post every day.

But sometimes life just gets in the way of blogging

and, to be quite honest, I like it that way.

I'd rather live life to the fullest than have a full blog.

Haha.

Back in December when visiting my in-laws,

I asked them:

Would you like to come visit in February?

They emphatically answered:

Yes.

Then I added:

While I take a little trip to St. George for training?

Luckily,

they did not back out.

Instead,

they packed their bags, the sewing machine,

Kirkland peanuts, granola, and home-dried fruit.

They added a lot of

patience and love

and made their way through a snowstorm

to take care of their son and grandsons.

Believe me:

These two cute guys can be quite a handful.

Actually, I am sure that is not hard to believe.

Fun in the dryer.

(We do wear clothes every once in a while.)

It was an incredibly nice gift to my sanity and fitness.

I really appreciate their and Karl's sacrifices,

just so I could bike and run all over the place

and be blissfully happy.

I am back. Life is good. I love my family.

This is where I belong. I am happy.

(Nope. I am not just trying to talk myself into this.

It's really how I feel.)

PS: Karl's parents gave the boys a very nice, very big gift before they left. I will tell you what it is once I take some pictures.

PPS: Have I mentioned that I love my in-laws???

PPS: I am going to talk more about my week in SG on my triathlon blog. Soon. Like, hopefully tomorrow.