First...today is mine and Neil's 4 year anniversary! Each year at this time, I am always amazed at what God has done in our lives--how He manages to do so much in one little year is beyond my comprehension. It does remind me not to focus too much on daily bumps in the road because I get to see a small snapshot of what can be done in a year--and can't even imagine a lifetime.
I'm also reminded of how blessed I am to call the most amazing man in the world my husband. I should remind myself of this more frequently--and I am making a promise to do so this year. I guess I should sum it all up by saying that my Neil William is a man who has allowed me to wholly admire, respect and honor him without any fear. And, if you ask me...that's pretty BIG.
SECOND...never--NEVER NEVER NEVER will I again attempt to take a single dose of any medicine while tending to a 1 1/2 year old who is cranky and needy. I was in desperate need of Tylenol yesterday evening and reached for the bottle, grabbed two...swallowed them and then proceeded to slip into my "running gear". As I was leaving the house, I told Neil that I felt kind of funny--just a little jittery or something. I drove to meet my dad to do our weekly hill repeats and felt really strange the entire way there. I told dad I was feeling really weird--secretly hoping he'd take it easy on me. Not a chance...he said a couple of hills would knock it out of me...he was right...except not in a good way (I had to pull over to throw up on the way home..YUCK). We proceeded to add two more hill repeats to our repertoire. By the seventh repeat I was really feeling beyond yucky. I think I swallowed puke at least twice--my fingers were sort of tingly and all I wanted to do was sleep. Despite the puke breath and tingly fingers, I finished really strong and I was proud that I made it through.
Once I got home, I went to the medicine cabinet to inspect my bottle of Tylenol. Ummm yeah...it was Tylenol PM...that's right...TYLENOL PM!!! No wonder I had to stop and throw up on my way home from running. Yikes! I have three different bottles of Tylenol--each looks identical except the PM has blue on it. You don't really see a small strip of blue when you're focus is on your fussy child, that's for sure. Thank God (really) that I didn't take four!
Classes started back. Most of you probably know that I teach Political Science at the local community college. This semester my class size increased by 40%...there's only one empty seat! And all of my students seem really eager--and quite a few of them are very passionate. So, I am super excited to see how this semester takes shape.