We did it!

It's been a week of big accomplishments at our house.

We'll start with Kevin since we're most proud of him (or I am, anyways). After hours upon hours upon hours of doing THIS:

... he's FINAL-ly done. No, not done with school entirely. (Oh, we wish. We really, really wish!) But done with another semester. Kev plugged on through and now he's got another one under his belt. And he actually did fairly well. Yes! I'm starting to feel safe about venturing into countdown territory. I'm not putting up any tickers yet, but graduation isn't lightyears away anymore. Double yes! Now it's on to summer school next week. Not-so-yes!

As for me? Welllll..... I ran my FIRST-EVER 5K! You have to really know me to know how big a deal this is. Because guess what? I hate running. In fact, I dislike it with a passion. I have a number of friends who are probably going to read that and fall off their chairs over the atrociousness of the idea that anyone could dislike running. Honestly, I wish I could be the same way. I really do.

So, you might ask, why did I run a 5K if I hate it so much? I guess you could say it's kind of been on my bucket list. Maybe due to the fact that I dislike running so much, I felt like I had to "climb my Everest." Or some equally corny analogy. ;) Anyways, the point is that I did it. And I finished. And we're going to leave it at that because my time was pretty dismal. (But that's okay! Because I finished, remember?)

Oh, and did I mention that I did it in the pouring, freezing rain? Yeah, didn't do much for that aversion to running issue. You can't really tell from the pictures (thank goodness), but I looked like I'd just stepped out of the shower fully clothed. And that's not an exaggeration. But I can't complain much. I finished 5 minutes faster than I normally do just because I was so desperate to get out of the cold wetness.

That little person by the stop sign is me. Almost there!

Waving at my little cheering section after crossing the finish line.

Talking to one of my biggest fans in her nice, dry cheering spot under the umbrella.

And I can't forget Sadie! Actually, I'm going to really stretch and call her discovery of the wonderful world of fruit dip an accomplishment. In case you're wondering what's so great about fruit dip, let me just say I use the term "fruit dip" loosely. It's more like... frosting. Or something equally sweet and delicious. We usually start out dipping strawberries in it as a formality, but always end up guiltily swooping our fingers through to eat it plain. It's just that good.

Not to mention I had some funny pictures of the experience...

How could I tell her no when she's giving me this look with those pretty eyes?

Open up wide!

Mmm... now that's heaven!