and we didn't get to go...

 ...to the pool this morning.  Paul had too many work calls.  Our pool is only 9 minutes away, and I'm thankful for it, but...the hours it's open, dang:  Monday, Wed., Friday closes by ten a.m.  Opens back up every day Monday-Friday at five until 8:30...BUT:  the swim team practices, followed immediately by another local school's swim team because their own pool is being redone.  So you can go, and maybe get a little corner of the pool to swim in, but it's crazytown.  It is open until noon on Saturdays, so we are going to give it a try in the morning.  

This fine day, I washed a load of clothes, did some dishes, and went on the stair stepper for 5 1/2 minutes.  I went on the exercise bike a few times, straightened up a few things, puttered, and here I sit.  

Accountability!  My walking is still not great...I took one step this morning, on my way to go down to use the stair stepper, and it didn't land right, and it hurt.  I still feel so peg legged and unbalanced.  Trying to focus on that half full glass isn't always my first reaction.  It's like a lose-lose sometimes, the more I walk and try to practice, the more sore and achy  I get, but I do know that it's temporary, and I have to do it to build endurance.  

If I had a nickel for every time I thought of something to tell Cheryl, I'd be out buying a new car.  dang.  I knew she had cancer, knew it spread, knew she was tired, yes, I knew.  But I thought this past hospitalization was just another blip, and that she would come back from it...all those things I was storing up to say to her, naively thinking we still had time...dang.  

She wouldn't want me to be sad, and I'm not walking around here hanging my head.  It's just those gut punches when I remember, and the things she would appreciate, and the knowledge that she's gone...my heart aches.

Here, though, is some cuteness:

Camille...darling angel, the cherry on top, my very last little baby.  She is 18 now, how?

Suzanne Eleanor, Jonathan Robert, Sonja Kathleen, and little Camille...not so very long ago!

Miss Charlotte Claire and Miss Camille Anaya...#15 and #16 (well, not including baby Robert...that would make them #16 and #17, but that's too confusing).  The two of them are still besties.  

They're at work today, going to a Valentine's party this evening, working tomorrow...tomorrow I'm having some kids and grandkids over, and going to the pool and frosting the cake, and making brownie bites and frosting them...oh boy!  Maybe I'll get those brownies made today.  

Yes, I have been very blessed, extremely.  :). You all have a very happy Valentine's Day!