A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
Two weeks ago John completed another Tough Mudder race. He loved it. However, I feel it is my duty, as his wife, to warn any potential Tough Mudders of some of the after effects of the challenge.
Inevitably, it has been one of the reasons we do a lot of laundry…
It was also the entire reason his foot was swollen up black and blue and he couldn’t walk normal for a week (it wasn’t broken he had it checked)…
And most recently, it has turned into the reason Jane refuses to let me cut her hair…
“But, I no wanna mohawk!” she cries,
So, if you are thinking about entering a Tough Mudder, get a bucket ready for those muddy clothes, try to avoid kicking walls and please, for the sake of their vision, trim your kids bangs before the big day!