Lemon water, sink sprayers, wet showers, and new words.

I feel like lately I have blogged mostly about how I am at my whits end. Here is a story to brighten things up again.

First off; I only got one question wrong out of 60 on my Anatomy test. Second; today I got a B on my Exercise Physiology test. When the girl at the testing center handed me my test I looked at her said "Pray that I pass this test. All I want is to pass right now." She smiled at me and I looked at her stone faced and said "No, I'm totally serious." Our combined prayers must have been freaking awesome... Our a better guess is that God took pity on me and gave me a better grade than I asked for.

As you may have read, I have felt very "burnt out" lately. This morning I went to the Hukilau Cafe for breakfast with my friend telling her how much I wanted to just enjoy the beach for a day instead of going to work. Because school and work have been so crazy lately I have no time to do anything relaxing. Well... she convinced me call in sick (mental health is sick, right?) and go to Sunset Beach with her and Jakey-Poo. So we all climbed into Benny, with Jake's beloved longboard, and headed over. 

Of course, I have a sunglass burn on my face, multiple tanlines, and damaged skin. But they are all so worth it. I would take that over work any day!

Because Jake leaves for Chicago again tomorrow, I nicely asked if he would watch Leap Year with me after I showered the salt and sand off. Then I felt dehydrated... parched one might say after being in the hot sun all day long! ;) Jake laughed at my request of iced water with freshly squeezed lemons (Ba! Of course he wouldn't but it never hurts to ask). Jake came close, though with a cup of tap water and some "lemonade flavored drink". May I add that the lemonade was my leftovers from what I'd been drinking earlier that day. Great. As I took a sip and lowered the cup from my mouth he yells "Bagh!" Yeah. I spilled it. In our bed. On MY side of the bed! And then I got in trouble for it! Whatever... I went into the bathroom to wipe it off my arms and hands and I am greeted with the sink squirter thingy! The same thingy he used last time he thought it would be funny to play a trick on me! That thing is evil... I tried to take cover behind the shower curtain and the tub was still wet. I.Fell.In. Not just a little fall. A full on trip over the side, slipped on the slippery wet bottom tried to grab onto the wall fell (at a rather awkward angle) onto my butt cheek and was then laughed at. I laughed and cried at the same time. Now when I cry so hard I laugh I can't breath. I do this weird squeeky thing. My tender loving husband is now imitating me and I'm laughing/crying so hard by now I'm sure I'm about to pee my pants. (Morgan and Kaitlyn know about way too many of these moments...) It takes me a few tries to get out of the wet tub but I eventually succeeded. Thanks for the memories, pum'kin. 

When our kids ask us what we did before we started multiplying I'll let them know that we squirted each other with water, got served stale drinks, and laughed at the others injuries while I strengthened my detrusor.