My back started bothering me off and on a couple of days ago, and by this morning I was pretty much immobile for the better part of the morning. The more I sat, the stiffer and more painful it got, but if I tried to stand, I couldn't straighten out enough to walk properly. What little movement I could do resembled something a bit like Tim Conway when he played the old man character from the Carol Burnett show. Yeah, it was fun. And of course, it was one of those days when Port won't leave me alone and constantly wants to either sit on the couch or play on the floor. Both locations hurt me way worse than sitting in a chair. When Hubby got home I snuck out and tried to get some shopping done without the kids. I shuffled into the first store and for a good 30 minutes walked around in a hunched over, hand on the small of my back, old lady walk. The longer I walked, the straighter my back became. After about an hour and a half I was finally walking straight and the pain had decreased to almost nothing. 3 hours and 2 more stores later I returned home with nothing more than some Christmas gifts and that pesky burning sensation I get on the left side of my lower back when it's bothering me. That, I can deal with.
But the day - wow it was so nice to be out in such a beautiful climate. I just wanted to document it before the cold front comes in a couple of days from now and I am once again layered in cloths and jackets and shivering next to my space heater.
Last Saturday I woke extremely early and drove to Dallas to do a newborn photo session. It was hard getting up so early, but it was a fun drive there and back. I left before sunrise. Going through the Starbuck's drive-thru when it was dark was nothing new, but usually my purchases occur at night, not in the wee hours of the morning. By the time I reached the freeway the sky was beginning to lighten.
The birds were awake.
I watched the sunrise as I drove; it was a beautiful site I hadn't seen in a long time. I enjoyed the solitude and time to think, but I knew soon enough the initial rush of getting on the road would fade and the oh-my-goodness-I-had-to-get-up-at-5AM was going to catch up with me.
Because I was so tired, I needed things to keep me awake, thinking and alert. I thought about taking pics of course, but at some point it also occurred to me that I could record video and post it to Facebook from my phone.
Don't get me wrong, I did not think anyone would be interested in 30-60 second videos of me driving from Austin to Dallas, but it was still a fun thing for me to do.
I ran into a lot of fog on the way.
And then was blessed with a beautiful reminder of who is really in charge. Too bad I didn't get the best picture of it.
And eventually I arrived in Dallas. The session - well, it was difficult. That sweet baby girl did not want to rest for me. She was far too excited and wanted to stretch and look around and be held by mommy instead of laying like a little super model in my cozy blankets and pretty wraps. So, we tried all the tricks and I did what I could for 3 hours and then packed it up to head home. On the way out I stopped at a McDonalds just outside of town. It was brand new and beyond cool. Well, as cool as a McDonalds can be I guess. It had a play area for the kids inside that basically was just a few tables and 3 or 4 big screen game centers (I guess they just decided to toss the whole, "pretending to be somewhat healthy" thing right out the window with the actual playscape). The kids can sit in front of the screen and play different games. There were also tall tables in the dining area with the same big screens for the adults to play with. But I think the best thing about the restaurant was the sign at the door.
We totally need those in so many places! lol!
After being on the road for a while, the day started to wear on me. I tried singing, recording myself singing, videoing myself singing, running through the radio stations, anything I could think of and still the road was lulling me to sleep. Thankfully I received a few well times voice mails and phone calls and thanks to my friends I made it to the next Sonic I could find for a much needed Coca Cola pick-me-up. I recorded this last video, and decided to turn the camera on myself. Why? I have no idea. I had been up since before 5AM and had spent, at that point, about 6 hours in the car. Please excuse how tired and awful I look.
Yeah I don't drink Dr. Pepper anymore. That is a story for another time I suppose.
Stopping at Sonic was enough of a refresher that I made it home safely. It was just in time for sunset.