Friday Download

The following bits of randomness are exactly that: random.
Just don't have that cohesive flow going on today, know whatts I mean?

Last night I was thinking about my brother Chris during spin class. I'm really loving that class, and now that I have the shoes--it's like a new sport for me. And holy cow, I don't know a better ass-kicker in the cardio dept. Anyway, I was thinking, as I do every class about halfway through, about how difficult cycling is in contrast to how easy it looks. I have moments during the workout where I think I'm literally going to lose all lung capacity and my legs are going to burst into flames...and then, for some reason, I'm able to push myself even further.
Helps to have sweet music, too.
My usual Thursday night instructor is a sure bet in the music dept, but last night we had a sub. He was ok...some cheesey stuff mostly, but that stuff's the best for a workout sometimes, right? There's a country song (also played in Body Pump sometimes, so Dina--I'm sure you know it) called "Save a horse, ride a cowboy"...makes me giggle, but it's great for cardio.
But the best was at the end, when we had just finished what I thought was our last segment...a series of sprints. And then the instructor tells us that it's "time for our final climb" and to "turn it up to 100 percent"...if you know cycling/spin class, you know that's not good news when your tank top's soaking wet and your face is beet red.
But then the song kicks in, and it's "Where the Streets Have No Name" by U2...and that was all I needed. Totally found my groove and cranked it out.
So, Christopher, if you're reading this...I channeled not only your spirit of appreciation for that song, but also your intense skill at cycling. And at the end, as we were climbing to the very top of the hill, Bono was singing that line "and when I go there, I go there with you...", I pictured you right next to me.
Even as I was imagining it, I knew it was total cheese.
But dammit, it kinda rocked, too.
I think I get why you love that song so much...at least in my own way.

Other randomness.
Benjamin.
He's absolutely hilarious.
My neighbor friend Megan, and her two daughters, stopped by today while on a walk...right after lunch. I had just finished taking B's shirt off, as it was covered in ketchup and mustard. So he was just sportin track pants. Totally WT.
When they came to the front door, Benjamin burst out in front of me to go say hi to Annabell...his buddy (she's the same age). When he approached her, perched on her pink tricycle with pink tassles...he exclaimed, skinny, pasty-white arm gesturing toward her..."Oh, Annabell...you just look beautiful today!"
Killed me.
He also decided not to nap, but I wasn't aware of this fact until about 45 minutes into "nap time". I'd showered right after putting the boys down, made my way downstairs to check some email and start this blog...cleaned the kitchen a bit, and then hear a noise from his room. I went up there and saw his covers askew on the bed, and no Benjamin. That right there practically made me laugh, but I had to pretend to be serious. Then, I look to my right and see his closet door cracked open just the tiniest bit...but enough to see one of those big, round, Precious-Moment eyes staring out at me.
PLG.
When he saw my smirk give way to a giggle, he stepped out proudly and said, "You know what, Mommy? I don't think it's a good nappers today."
To which, I replied, "No...I think you're right."
But perhaps the number one reason for my positive attitude was the fact that I knew it meant early to bed.
And on a Friday night, especially one that I've been anxious to enjoy with my hubby and NO PLANS, it's a good thing.

So, off we'll go to Meijer later (I know you just love that part, Sarah...it makes you so happy to read it, doesn't it?!), then hit Jersey Junction on foot...and settle in for early bedtime...and mommy/daddy beverages.

Last bit of randomness:
Jonathan is patting the front of his pants every time he poops lately and announcing to me, "Poo!...Poo!"
We're in the midst of potty training Benjamin...and it's going slow as hell. I'm starting to think Jonny's gonna sneak up and take the lead on this one.

Ridic.