Ahhh an extra hour

I love when the time goes back to standard time in the fall. It just doesn't seem to be as difficult to get used to as when the time jumps ahead. I feel refreshed and ready to face the day right now.

Gregory came in this morning and wanted to wrestle. I don't know why his dad won't wrestle with him to get some of that out of him but he won't so I get to. The only thing is that he's just about matched me in strength at the age of 11. I think I've taught him to fight all too well. He took one whack at me and put me out of commission for about 5 minutes this morning. He felt horrible and I lamented that next time I won't teach him how to slap so well. I've taught him some pressure points, how to slap and where to punch so it will count. Punching is strictly off limits though.

Most of the time wrestling matches become fits of tickling and giggling so we both just sit there and laugh afterward. Today we played bloody knuckles and slaps. I taught him some new strategies. When that was done I was in the supine position and he wanted to arm wrestle. An old canoeing injury in my right arm got my instant, direct and undivided attention as soon as I braced to wrestle him. I didn't break that arm when I injured it but I did major damage to it considering it was the color of red grapes from my elbow almost to my wrist for about a month and then varying rainbow colors as it healed. I don't know what's going on in there now but it's not good. I guess I'll have to break down and go see the doctor about it if the pain persists. I'm surprised that it's back. Thankfully it's not as bad as it was when the canoe accident first happened.

Today I am going for another walk with a friend, then G and I will be going to the grocery store to plan out meals for an upcoming Boyscouts camping trip where he has to be the cook, make dinner and make sure he gets his homework done. I also need to get my room cleaned. It's hideous.

I bought a new scale last night and I hate it. I liked the weight the other scale showed me much better. It must surely be wrong. LOL. That's what I'll tell myself.

Anyway, I need to go hang some clothes up. Happy Sunday!