Well hello there again! Oh my god. So, yesterday was the day of all days. More like a typical mom day, and I’m sure many of you who are moms can relate and if you’re not a mom yet maybe even you can relate and if you’re the opposite sex, then heads up, or maybe you can relate too.
It started off with me taking my youngest up to the mountain for snowboarding. It was a beautiful day and I love driving him up there. Great for hanging out with him and the scenery on route is spectacular. I order my groceries online, as I am on a budget and overspend if I don’t do the online thing, at least for now, and so I was early driving down the mountain and ended up chatting with a friend for a bit, before picking up the groceries. We are talking about… an hour 30 minutes between dropping off my boy to getting the groceries.
Literally minutes after getting the groceries, I get a call, “mom I hurt my wrist.” Is it broken? “It might be, it hurts, and can you come get me?” Now I also work with special needs and my friend was waiting for me to pick her up, I had melting grocery items in the car. I’m like hey son I’ll be like an hour and a bit, can you get to the first aid room. He’s like “no, no it’s OK just get here when you can.” So I drive home, unload groceries, unpack groceries (and this is quickly I might add), pick up my friend, and off I go back up mountain to pick up my boy. I felt so bad for him. He was really down as he loves the sport and yet he injured himself cutting it short. Anyway, we make it down the mountain and home, he rests, and all is good in the world.
Now that he was home resting my friend and I head into town to go thrift store shopping to find some deals before I take her home.
Earlier that morning, another friend/co-worker and I were chatting about walking and she tells me about this walk she is participating in. I ask her if I can join her and she tells me it was for the Dawn to dawn raise awareness for homelessness. You can check them out here: https://dawntodawn.org/
I have over the last few years really been focusing on myself, my boys, my house, and not as much the community or my friends. I was an add and I felt out of touch. I am so grateful I have friends who are involved in the community and with their raising awareness, I became more aware. I also met up with some great people, whom I worked with before and new friends and it was lovely to reconnect. We walked a full 5 km and it was a clear evening, not too cold. To the left the team Solidarity Sisters that I tagged onto and to the right my good friend Lynda Sheehan. Check out her amazing art on Instagram. https://www.instagram.com/lyndasheehanart/
Prior to us getting our group shot up above, a dog literally walked in front of us and took a poop.
I mean really? lol here is our shocked series of faces.
When we arrived back to the church rally point, local McDonalds owner and staff were there handing out coffee and hot chocolate, and, I might add, donuts. Mini Boston creams were delish. All free and with smiles. I thought they were lovely and the coffee was yummy and warm.
Hopefully I can be a part of this next year too and be part of a team. I am super happy I went and grateful for the invite. Afterwards, one of my friends invited us over to her house, she fed us crackers and delish homemade chutney with brie cheese and red wine. We visited and enjoyed each other’s company and then it was time for me to head home as I had not been, since early that afternoon. I’m signing off, thanks for reading,
Don’t forget to check out Instagram. More pictures and short videos there.
Stay real, cheers.
