My ma came to Houston for a week. She arrived on a Thursday,
I (as usual) was late at picking her up at the airport! Due to work
commitments. We hung out at the house that
night and she made us pupusas. Friday I had the day off, so we slept in, and
then went into town to run errands.
Picked up the race packet, did an oil change, went to the post office!
It was a very productive day. She
attended my Friday night soccer game, which we lost! But that’s because the
other team was dirty and yeah they had one-two professional girls on the
team. I scored though! It was really fun
to have my mom cheering on the sideline.
That Friday night was a nightmare after the game though, my mom and I
were up until 3-4am (in separate rooms) with a pain that we both could have
gone to the ER on one trip. She got a
stomach pain and I got a tooth pain. I’ve
been in and out of the dentist in the last few weeks like if the dentist office
was the bathroom! It’s been awful, end
of the story is I got a root canal and they had only done the first part of it,
reason why it was hurting so so so bad.
Pain meds didn’t do anything, Saturday morning I was able to call the
dentist place and they prescribed stronger stuff. My mom and I went to the outlets where we
shopped way too much. We were both exhausted when we got back but still needed
to prepare for the race next morning!
The race was fun, it was a duathlon, and I did ok. 25
seconds slower than 2 years ago. Greg
and my mom came and cheered! Greg was post-night, so he went back home right
after it. I had an 11am soccer game to
be played. My mom thought I was crazy,
after racing how would I run enough for a soccer game? Well I did it and I
scored again, but I did miss 2 clear goals.
IKEA trip in the afternoon, followed by home, followed by Lowes (for
plants). A gardener came and fixed all
the backyard, while my mom supervised, so he left it looking extremely
nice. Monday- Wednesday, we just hung
out, watched a movie, talked, organized the house (well my mom did). It was so sad when she had to leave again,
one week was too short. However I am
extremely blessed and grateful that she was able to come and spend sometime
with me.
