Nothing like old friends...

This past weekend, my dear friend Megan flew in from her home in Columbus to spend time with me and see our friends John and Erin before they leave to be missionaries in the far east.
It was a real treat to be with people that I knew so deeply and walked so closely with during my college years. Megan (she's in the middle above) and I went thrift shopping, rejoicing in our mutual thriftiness. I bought that brightly colored sweater for $2.

Erin and her little girl, Moriah.
Sunday, we had lunch and hung out old lifegroup members back from 1999-2000, plus my Casey and John & Erin's little girls.
Moriah loved the puppies...and they loved her. It absolutely melted my heart to see that sweet little girl hugging those puppies. It was cuteness squared. Perhaps to the third power, even.

Our Dogs

One never likes to stereotype their loved ones, but I got this email from Casey this morning and enjoyed it so much, I thought I would share.

"I vaguely recall you saying something to me this morning about the dogs messing up the house. When I got up this morning the house was clean and there were the strangest notes on the counter:

Dearest Mother,

It is with utmost sincerity in my heart that I apologize for the indiscretion of April 7^th 2009. My brother Charles and I happened upon a squirrel party near the sprinklers and matters got the best of us. We have cleaned the soiled floor using that devlish blue device kept in the hallway of the Meyer’s Manor. Again, please forgive our transgression.

Yours Truly,

Charlotte York Goldenblat Meyers III

Momm,

Sorrie fhor geting ur houuse diirty.

Charliee

Our Triathlons

Casey and I both competed in triathlons this weekend in Galveston. It was my very first, a sprint distance (.33 mile swim, 12.4 mile bike, 3.1 mile run). Casey did his 4th Half Ironman distance. We both had great races, and it was a great weekend on the island.

Just joking around before the start. Like my cone head? And the guns, of course.

That's me, with my helmet on backwards. I was so out of it after making it through that crazy open-water swim, I had no idea. Thankfully, Casey yelled out for me to fix it.

But once I got on the bike, I was in my element. I passed tons of people. I ended up having the 4th fastest bike in my age group.


The run was just fine too. My knee wasn't really a problem, thankfully. I had it taped up, and maybe that helped. It was very sore after, though.

I beat that girl behind me by less than a second...but I had to. I got tenth out of 58 women in my age group. For my first tri, plus with a hurt knee, I'm very pleased.

See those dots in the water? One's Casey about to swim 1.2 miles in deep water. *Chills*

Doesn't that helmet make him look like a spaceman? Casey had a great bike. We had to drive past tons of people to catch up with him on that 56 mile bike. That's more than 6 loops around White Rock Lake, and he did it in less than 2.5 hours. I know most women think their husband is Superman, but I'm pretty sure mine actually is.

It was cool driving across the island to watch the bike race in my dad's convertible, too.

Here he had 9 miles left of that 13.1 mile run. This year he beat his last time by 24 minutes and qualified for the National Championship. It's in OK City in September. Woo woo!

And how was Galveston? From our condo:

Beautiful.

This was on the Strand on the far side of the island. Hurtin' but workin'. They're definitely coming back strong.


I can't wait for the next race!