‘SUP!

Almost 4 years ago to the day, me and 3 other women took a Stand-Up Paddleboard (herein, SUP) lesson.  I had no idea what this meant.  Two of the women had done it before I think and when I was invited I thought, “Sure, why not.”

I had the best time.  For someone who doesn’t swim much and really isn’t a very strong swimmer, it was a bit scary being out on the lake but with my life jacket and tethered to the board, I felt pretty safe.  I fell off a lot that day.  But I also stayed on longer than I ever thought and I totally loved it.

Then three years went by and although I had fleeting thoughts of renting a board or even buying one, it just never happened.  Last summer, while on vacation with my family, one of my girlfriends came up for a few days to the cottage we were renting and brought her SUP board.  I got on, fell off a few times, then found my footing and loved it all over again.

Most of the last year I kept telling my husband on and off that I wanted to get a board, or at least rent a board for our cottage vacation this summer.

Why rent when you can buy?

And that’s what I did. I don’t feel too guilty about it as my birthday is in a few weeks. 😉

Husband went to the local SUP store with our daughter yesterday afternoon and scoped the scene, talked with the shop owner and then after work we went back.

I am the proud owner of an inflatable SUP board.

This is what it looks like inflated.

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I am so excited!!! Hoping to take it out later after work today.

Gingerbread!

I’ve become friends with a lovely woman over the past few months and she invited me to her annual gingerbread house decorating party last night.  I’ve known about it for a few months and was really looking forward to it.  But as it would happen,  daughter spiked a fever the day before and husband and I spent most of the night up with her holding her hair back as she threw up.  She was lethargic the next day with a fever hovering around 39-40ºC and a deep chest cough.  She was at times delirious from sheer fatigue and the fever was just not letting up despite regular 4 hour dosing of Tylenol.

I was exhausted by the end of the day and when she finally did fall asleep around 5pm I looked down at her with a tremendous feeling of guilt because I knew I was leaving her for the night to attend the party.  Guilt because I was so looking forward to spending an evening with a group of women I barely knew to drink wine and decorate gingerbread houses.  Husband knew how much I was looking forward to the evening and even in his exhausted state took our son to the grocery store to get a list of food and wine for me to bring.  He truly is a wonderful man.

Earlier in the week, I had gone to the local bulk food store to get supplies for decorating the gingerbread house.  I may have gone a little overboard! Have I mentioned yet that I have never decorated a gingerbread house? I really had no concept of how much candy one would need.  It turned out I wasn’t the only one who went overboard!

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The ringolos and BBQ corn chips were for the husband, FYI.

My friend supplied all of the gingerbread houses and when I walked into her house I was giddy with excitement to see everything set up.  photo(23)A few ladies had planned ahead and were quite determined to wine the “contest”.  There was a Florida themed house and another house that depicted a certain celebrity in the media who has been under much scrutiny lately for his sexual practices. The thought and decorating precision that went into these houses was quite impressive.

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And my house?  Pretty wholesome in comparison.

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Needless to say, it was a great night and thankfully daughter woke up this morning with no fever!

Fabulous and ….

This is the final week of my thirties.

Yikes!

I’m getting old.

Or am I?

I remember turning 30 and thinking that was a big deal.  I was a newly-minted doctor, in the first year of my residency and just a little bit terrified. Terrified of suddenly being an adult.  Working full-time, saving money for a house, trying to pay down my debt. I moved three more times before settling in my home. I paid some debt off while incurring a bit more. Yet, the decade that followed surpassed all of my wildest expectations.  I started my career, I married the love of my life, I bought a house, had three beautiful children, met some wonderful people who became my closest friends.

So, it’s a bit strange to say goodbye to that decade. When I look back on who I was at 30, while I do recognize that young woman, I have grown and experienced so much.  I am starting this new decade with much more confidence than I’ve ever had and I truly believe the best is yet to come.

The birthday celebrations have already begun. Last weekend, husband and I had a wonderful night out with one of his closest friends. We experienced a night on the town unlike any we’ve had in quite some time.  It started off with a vodka bar and ended with a ping-pong game at a local club.  Ping pong!  In between there was a fabulous dinner, lively conversation and a couple of sore feet.

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You see, I rarely wear heels.  My poor little feet were aching by the end of the night and I had to take off my shoes. In the middle of downtown, I took off my shoes and walked the streets.  It was exhilarating!

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I think I’m going to like 40.