The problem is that the first was on a Sunday and I typically don’t blog or even get on my computer on Sundays. (With the exception of checking fantasy football.)

SO, let’s recap, shall we?

Ash got home Friday night and he was exhausted and since his race was early the next day, we were in bed by 10. We got up bright and early around 5:15 to get all ready to drive the 48 miles to Boston, Georgia. The drive wasn’t bad and we only got “lost” once, but the county road sign was small and it was pitch black out in the outskirts of Monticello. We got to Boston around 7:15 and found the registration set-up; the town is pretty tiny – one main street – and there were maybe 200 runners.

Ash’s goal was to finish in under two hours. The last time he ran 12 miles he got in at 2. He finished the 13 in 2 hours and 3 minutes. For having only been running for 3 months, I think he did very well.

While he was running, Elliot and I ate the pancake breakfast that a local service provided and we roamed the street; they only had one main street with a couple stores and the court house. The town was very small. They apparently only have about 1400 people. Elliot was really good for most of the race so I shouldn’t complain about the day. But by the time we got home, I was feeling kind of cranky. But we went to Chili’s for lunch and then I got to take a nap, waking up just in time to watch the fourth quarter of the FSU game, in which we actually managed to win for once.

Around 6, I decided – after Ash’s voice of reason, which was right, of course – that Elliot didn’t really NEED to go Trick Or Treating. For one, he’s still a little young to comprehend it. Secondly, he doesn’t need all that candy and neither do we. Honestly, I haven’t even wanted to eat candy and it had been sitting in our house for a good week prior to Saturday night. I was beginning to worry that my favorite holiday was dying because we weren’t getting many peopel to the door but all in all, I think we saw between 35 and 40 kids. This is an improvement from last year so maybe kids/parents are becoming more trusting afterall.

Sunday was dedicated to football, as usual but I managed to hit up Target and Publix, do five loads of laundry and trim a very large hedge in our yard. We also walked two miles and  I took Elliot on another walk before bed. I was angry and frustrated though because of the fact that it was the longest day in HISTORY and I was tired and all, “when the hell does this day end??” I am just glad it’s over and we can all continue to adjust to sunset at freakin’ 5:30 and long evenings. Luckily, Elliot seems to have done ok with it.

SO, I am really going to try to blog every single day this month. To make up for yesterday, I’ll post twice today. But I’ll save that for later. 😉