Talent Show and Track Meet

I haven't had a heck of a lot of stuff to report this week, it's just been kind of average! I'm working at the nursery and liking that.  It's fun to hang out with Joann and Jenny, who I've known for many years in this industry.  I guess I don't mean "hang out" because there's no time to really talk.  The nursery has been so busy!  Tonight I started spring cleanup in the Bountiful yard I work in.  My normal is to have dirt under my nails!  Feels good to be back!

Isaac tried out for and got into the school talent show that was held yesterday.  My boss at J&J is completely flexible with me, but I ask for a lot of leniency!  I didn't feel like I could come in late, so I wasn't there for the assembly.  BUT we know lots of kids there, so I had someone take video of it.  That kid CAN sing!  The response from the audience was huge!  All his life he's been hiding that talent under a bushel.  😏

Brooklyn had her first track meet this week!  It brought back so many memories of my time in track.  I was never a world class, scholarship winning runner, but it was a good experience for me.  She didn't feel like she did very well.  I reminded her that it was her very first track meet, and she's only in 7th grade!  There's lots of time to improve.  She's a sprinter, her events were to 400 meter and the 4 by 100 meter relay (4 runners doing 100 meters).  I felt my OCD rise when I watched her practice with her group before the race.  I just wanted to huddle with the girls like I was their coach and tell/show them how to consistently hold the baton and pass it to the next person!  The way I learned how to do it when I was on a relay team!  7th grade, Mom.  It's going to be OK.  (breathing deeply)

Thursday afternoon, it occurred to me that I saw something about Maddie having her last choir concert at Snow this week.  I thought it said Tuesday?  So I texted her about it, she said it was that night.  I thought, What the Heck!  I still had time to get down there.  The kids didn't want to come, and Mat couldn't come.  So, 4 hours of audio book.  Win-Win!  I walked into the auditorium and found a seat, then saw Tag waving me over to where she was.  When I walked up, she was in tears.  "Mom! I need my Mom! I'm so glad you came!"  She's pretty stressed out about the million things she needs to finish up before the end of the week.  I'm SO GLAD I went!

I can feel my worry slowly rise as I get closer to me next scan.  I think to myself, "if I only ate more greens" or feel guilt over eating at Chik-fil-a this week (because it was 5 p.m. and I hadn't eaten since breakfast-running all day-and if I didn't get something RIGHT NOW, I was going to die!).  I still have a hard time with food and my thinking around it.  Like blaming my diet all my life on what I'm going through now.  (Except that most everyone else can eat the way I always have and don't have cancer!  And I did a pretty decent job with diet after my first diagnosis-so does food really matter?!) Ya, it does.  But sometimes I just don't care.