Without a Trace

And just like that, another week has come and gone.  I know it's been busy, but I can't really pinpoint where the time suck is, you know what I mean?  I think the increasingly shorter days are partially to blame, but life just seems to be a general whirlwind right now.

Last Friday evening we were at the doctor with Sara, who was, sure enough, diagnosed with a bladder infection.  Her teachers had suspected it earlier that afternoon when she said it hurt to potty.  She started feeling better pretty quickly once she started the antibiotics and cranberry juice, but then began having to deal with major blow-outs multiple times per hour.  While I know that diarrhea is a natural side effect of some medicines, her case seemed to be a little out of control.  We were able to switch antibiotics, and now everyone is much happier, as you can imagine.  (I have to give Sara major props, though, because even with an aching bladder and a bad case of the runs, she managed every time to get to the toilet in time.  What a trooper).

I promise the rest of this post will not have anything to do with bodily functions.

Steve took the plunge this week and signed up for his first half marathon, which will take place the first weekend in November.  I'm really proud of him, but it seems that the further he runs, the more I feel like a lump.  I'm stuck in the vicious no-time-excuse cycle.

My parents left MN this morning to head out on a road trip.  They are headed first to Chattanooga, TN to see Grandma Lou.  After a few days there, they are going to head west and end up at our house next Thursday afternoon!  We have tickets Thursday night to see Blackberry Smoke at Hank's, and then I'm taking a personal day on Friday.  It sounds like they'll start the drive back up I-35 on Sunday morning, so we'll have a couple days anyway to hang out together.  We plan to visit the pumpkin patch and, as usual, we'll likely need to eat at Gloria's or Matt's.

Sara's school is decked out for Halloween; it's awesome!  Among every other type of decoration you could imagine (inflatables, flying witches, lights, you name it), they have a giant pumpkin that counts down the days, hours, and minutes to the big day.  Every time we walk into school, Sara says, "Wow, it's Halloween Day!"  She's equally as excited about the Halloween section at Target and the decorations we have around here.  I know Steve will feel like he's done a big part of his job as a parent if Sara loves Halloween the way he does.  It's looking like his efforts in this category could very well pay off.

I haven't had a pumpkin spice latte yet from Starbuck's, but I know that one will be calling my name in the very near future.  I'm currently enjoying my fall TV shows, a good book, play-off baseball, and of course, college football.  Even though the season is basically over for my beloved Cyclones, it's still fun to watch them try.  Trying counts, right?  Right??