Love/Hate Relationship With The Gym

Just a warning, this may be kind of a rant. 

One of my biggest pet peeves is when people still bring their sick children to functions or locations making it a greater chance that they infect those that are healthy. 

Grade school is one thing but a place such as the gym is not the place to bring your sick child. Just because you are selfish and need to get your workout in doesn't mean that you need to do it at the expense of the healthy kids. 

Travis is sick. In the summer. I know it's from playing with the other children at the gym. It has to be. That's the only place he interacts with children daily. Yes, I know there is the slight chance he picked it up from the handle of the Safeway shopping cart, but really, I'm certain it's the gym. 

So, here I am stuck. He's sick, but am I still going to the gym? NO. Because I don't want to bring him in there with his stuffy nose to infect those that weren't infected the first go round. Am I mad about it? A little... but it's not like I can't work out at home. 

Please, if your little one is snotty and coughing don't bring him/her to playgroup, the gym, over to my house for a playmate, etc... bottom line, if you are sick? I don't want to see you or your kids. I'm going to up my MonaVie intake for the day and snuggle with my bug. 

End rant. 

I've been away.

From the computer that is. Spending more time outside and doing things I love! I'm feeling refreshed and renewed. I'm counting down the days until I get on the airplane and fly to my most favorite place in the United States. Hawaii. I can't wait. Going to see my friend April, who knows the real me, and get to spend a whole week with her and her boys. I just want to lay on the beach, with a book, or a favorite magazine and relax. The crashing waves do something inside of me that I can not explain. I love the ocean and someday I will live near it again.

While I'm trying to stay excited about my upcoming trip, I can't help but feel sadness about a couple of things. For one, Joey leaves next week to go spend 2 weeks with his dad. I usually do ok on the 2 week break, especially since I'll be in Hawaii, but....the worst part is, his dad is coming here. To Arizona. To Pick him up. Not good. I can't stand him and even hearing his voice on the phone makes my skin crawl, how am I supposed actually see him face to face??? Ugh, I'll be strong and be doing it for my son.

The job hunt is still on....I've applied with a couple different places and I'm really in no hurry. Still just searching for something that sparks my interest but I have completely decided, 100% that I am not going back to the Pd...not right now anyways.

14 days.....

Really? Are you kidding me?

The weekend flew by, can't believe it is already Monday. Again. Didn't do much this weekend. Went to the apple store on Saturday and played with some of the computers. Was looking for some new headphones for Paul's iPhone but didn't really want to spend $130 on them. While he was looking at those and Joey was playing with iPhones, I fell in love. At first I thought I was in love with the Mac Mini but no.... it's the 20" monitor "iMac". Sigh.... someday.... I'm such a computer geek and I love multimedia applications and the Internet, really really really love the iMac. So...it's on my list of wants. Which is a long list. My dad used to tease me when I was younger because I always had a list of wants.... Maybe I should share it? OK, here goes...

• iMac
• New vacuum
• LoveSac
• Tiffany Necklace
• Bedroom Furniture
• Another tattoo
• (more) new sunglasses
• A new watch
• A new washer/dryer (front loader)

And really....it goes on and on and on....I'll stop there. I'm starting to sound spoiled or something. Maybe I'll just split it up and it won't sound so bad...

Had a lovely conversation with my ex husband yesterday. Very interesting. We don't talk. EVER. I mean, EVER! We don't get a long and I don't know that we ever will. We have been divorced for 5 years now. I'm not going to get into all of the juicy details of our "chat" but I will say that he offered to take my flying. Um, ya, let me think about that, NO! Are you kidding me? You and me in a small plane together? Alone? hahahahahahahahah...not even going to elaborate on that one. If you are reading and you know me well...you know why this is not a good idea! So, we'll just leave it at that. The end of the conversation did go a little something like this:

Joe , "See you don't hate me that much :)"

Me, "I wouldn't go as far as saying that...."

Until next time, which will most likely be later today when I blog about what I got Joey for his birthday, later....