For almost the past 3 months I planned to write a post today, however this isn’t exactly the post I planned.  Yesterday I was scheduled to complete my first sprint triathlon, but due to illness I wasn’t able to.  I’ve been sick for the past week now.  So instead, I’ll post about all the blessings I enjoyed this past week because there are many!

On Wednesday the stars aligned and I was able to go to a cooking class and learn how to make crepes.  Two months ago Jeremy told me the only thing he wanted for his birthday was for me to learn how to make crepes.  I tried signing up for this class, but I got put on a waiting list.  The night before the class I realized I wasn’t going to get to go, so I started looking at other classes I could take from them (to cross off my “Take a Cooking Class” on my 30 before 30 list).  That wednesday on my morning break at work, I checked my messages… and someone dropped out late tuesday night.  I love when the timing all works out on things!  Now I’m a crepe making master!

Thursday my Grandpa Smith, Aunt Wendy and her 4 boys arrived in Seattle while on their road trip.  Jeremy and I headed to thier camp ground and met up with my sisters, my cousin Greg and his family, plus two of my Dad’s cousins.  We sat around in camping chairs at the KOA, eating dinner, looking at pictures and just talking.  I loved it.  I loved being with family.  There was just somethng so familiar and soothing about it.

Friday night, my good friend Amber, her husband Ben and their two girls, Lucy and Maddie met us for dinner over in Edmonds for some yummy Mexican food.  I couldn’t talk very well (I’ve lost my voice) but it was so good to see them!

I’m greatful for my sisters.  They brought me a Jamba Juice saturday morning, so that I wouldn’t feel as bad for missing my race.  AND they said they’d stage a triathlon for me to do.  Plus, I need to thank Amy for going with me last saturday to the lake and giving me the support and encouragment to jump in… and to swim the whole distance, even though my first instict was to get right out.  I’m pretty sure swiming in the cold lake got me sick, but it was good to try it once!

And I’m greatful for Jeremy.  He’s been taking care of me.  Plus he didn’t call me crazy or stupid for insisting all week that I’d still be able to do the race on saturday.  Instead, friday nigth as we’re driving to dinner, I causually mentioned that my mom didn’t think it was the smartest idea for me to do the race, and he calmly said, “I’m surprised you haven’t looked for another one to do instead.”  No judgement, no pushing the fact that I was totally unable to do the race as planned.  That’s when I finally admitted out loud that I couldn’t do the race.  I’m greatful to have such a supportive husband (I think he was really happy because then he got to stay home saturday and play his new xbox).  Plus late last night when I decided I wanted a blizzard.. he got dressed and took me to DQ.  I was going to do it myself, but I can’t talk, so they wouldn’t be able to hear me order.

The week didn’t end as I had planned.  I had hoped to be posting pictures of me triumphantly crossing the finish line.  And writing about how even if my 8th grade teacher gave me the “I can’t award”… I really could do whatever I really tried hard to do.  And it’s true.  I’ll still do a triathlon this summer… but now I just have more time to trian.  Despite the bummer of an ending, I had a really great week full of many blessings!