It’s 1:15PM here and we’ll be getting ready for the Rock and Roll half marathon shortly. We’re coordinating with our friends, meeting up to get the bands for a charity booth one friend is supporting this run. The weather is clement at sixty degrees, nice for this time of year. Nice, but it poses a question of how much to wear clothing-wise as we walk the distance over and then wait for the time windows each of our time bocks lines up (or more accurately, piles in) to start.
One of the couples we’re here with will be renewing their vows during the run. I found out a little about it this morning. They’ll be running four miles of the half marathon and then waiting with other runners who are also renewing their vows, for everyone to arrive. Words will be said, rings will have already been exchanged some years in the past, kissing will likely happen and then the runners will continue on, finishing off the remaining nine plus miles of the race. If you want a nice break in the middle of your race and want to renew your vows, it sounds like a nice way to go.
My husband and I ate a big breakfast at the Paris buffet. I overate, and I hate overeating. Three cups of coffee, heavily ladened with cream and I fell straight asleep when I got back to the room. When.I woke up it was clearly time to see if I could lose some of those gambling winnings I’d made over the past two days—and mission accomplished there, I’m down a bit now, but have had a fun time playing slots and roulette.
Today is my daughter’s seventh birthday. She and my son are now the same age for a month, which I still find novel. I called her earlier and FaceTimed her on my mother-in-law’s iPad. The two of them made a chocolate cake earlier in the morning. She told me about cracking the eggs, adding in the mix and using the blender. They made chocolate icing and iced the cake. Then she, along with her neighbor friend, Keira, added marshmallows and sprinkles on the top.
The Big Boy Update: It seems to be easier to find presents for one child over the other at different times. My daughter typically is more challenging because presents need to be something not visual in nature. This trip, however, we’ve found several things for her but are a bit stumped as to what to bring my son back. We have all day tomorrow to figure something out for my son. Maybe some chocolate casino chips or some dice. He loves to play with dice, coming up with his own games with them.
The Tiny Girl Chronicles: My daughter has invited her neighbor friends to come over to celebrate her birthday and have cake with them around dinner time tonight. She’s having a great time without us with Nana and Papa taking good care of her and her brother, keeping them entertained and giving them all kinds of attention. They’re probably going to want us to go away on vacation again at this rate, just so they can spend more time with their grandparents.
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