night five...

one 10 second cry at 3am. sweet marie. please, oh, please, please, please, let it be.

on a non-isaac or natty note, we got a treadmill yesterday! dan is always on some marathon training schedule or other and finds it hard with work/boys/weather to balance actually get the job done some days and has been talking about a treadmill for years. we have never got one as who has that kind of cash sitting around? thank you mr. klein. dan really wanted to be sensible and invest the prosperity bonus (as is our usual approach to any new incoming money). i tried to convince him that we would never have "free money" again to do this with. this is a one-time gifting. lets do it. (i spend so much easier than dan!) and so we did, but he's still mourning spending the money. it was a great deal at a 1/3 of the cost of one comparable (london drugs--front page of this week's flyer!). i am really hoping that since we are spending the bonus, that means i get to get the digital camera we've been talking about and needing for a long time now. need. what a silly word. no, we don't need. that's a ridiculous claim. but i would really like to have non-fuzzy pictures of the boys to look back on and reminisce with. i'm still awaiting the final call on that one.

but i did tentatively jump up on the ol' treadmill and give her a 10 min whirl. i'm no runner--don't misunderstand me. i have nothing against the running folk--only admiration and best wishes, but i can't do it myself. i get all out of breath and my chest hurts and gets all tight. it doesn't seem do-able in my world. so i thought i might just "walk quickly" for a while and try to get in a fitness habit. easy to say with a new treadmill. i am highly aware of the mortality rates of machines such as that. well, not in dan's world; he'll make excellent use of it and i don't doubt it for a second. but in my world? we'll see. the 10 minutes felt good. isaac sat in the exersaucer and watched me with doubt written all over his face too. smart little cookie.