T minus 4 days!!!!!

As I type this I am surrounded by suitcases because Nink and I will be departing on vacation in four days (nah, we are counting down or anything).  Being a Luppie I have some major concerns about the trip.  Most important thing is my lupus (still being in a flare up can be a minor concern),  it is imperative that in case of an emergency Nink can provide an accurate list of the pharmacy I take every single day.  I am allergic to certain meds and with everything I am taking if something were to happen to me I don’t want a strange doctor to find out the wrong way I can’t take this or that.  I have all my meds refilled, so that is a non-issue.  Nink and I have seven, yes, seven, bottles of sunscreen packed.  Dietary restrictions is another MAJOR issue for me.  But at this point in the game I am not worried about it.  The vacation we have planned has a reputation of being very flexible with dietary issues.   To be honest I have been pleasantly surprised how flexible most places are.  We have a local brewery that creates a special meal for me, I think the head chef has fun because I let them make whatever they want as long as it fits into my restrictions. 

Nink has been busting her butt to help me for years and this is the first true vacation she has gone on in about seven years.  This is something she is looking forward to and I am excited to be going with her, even if I am the primary pain in the butt. 

Not sure how often we will be posting while on vacation, but trust me, there will be a LONG post when we get back!

 

Kid

 

Emotional Luppie!

Ok, so today was one of those days when I feel bad for my sister.  I have been in one hell of a mood and all my sister can do is sit back and run for cover when I throw a fit!

I have been very emotional lately, part of it has to do with the pain, but that isn’t what is getting to me these days.  In 14 days I should have been toeing the line for my first iron distance triathlon (2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike, 26.2 mile run).  My goal was to complete an iron distance before my 35^th birthday. I was all ready to do that, my training was going pretty well, then this damn disease hit.  Forget slowing me down, it flat out floored me.  Not only am I not can I not race, I can barely walk these days.  I am excited if I can do an hour in the pool, half walking/half swimming.  My sister and I took the money we had saved up for the road trip to the race and reinvested it into a dream vacation.  I am excited that this amazing trip is coming up, but the dark cloud of “failure” is hanging over my head.  I know in my brain I am not a failure, I am just dealing with a minor setback, but my heart isn’t feeling it that way. 

In preparation for our upcoming amazing trip, Kid’s Hair Salon opened up (with the color my sister and I like plus the length/thickness of our hair it would cost a fortune to have our hair done professionally).  Minions wanted their hair done too, sure not a problem.  I set up my room so I could be sitting while doing everyone’s hair.  Got my sister’s hair done (three tubes of color and 7.5 oz of developer – see big bucks!!!!)  and then she helped me with mine.  Today it was highlight day (I don’t like doing multiple steps in the same day).  I put the bleach in my sister’s hair, then minion #1’s head followed by minion #2.  I sat around and waited for my turn, well it seemed like my hair was not going to get done.  So I put on the highlighting cap and started pulling my hair through and finally minion #1 came in and started helping.  When it was time to mix the product he sat in the middle of my bed and RIPPED it opened and watched the bleach powder fly everywhere!  Mind you, he is not a kid, he is a teenager.  He had seen me mix two previous bowls of it.  Needless to say while it was being cleaned up (mostly by my sister) and threw a mini temper tantrum and declared that I refuse to do anyone’s hair unless mine got to be first and this was stupid and it was a waste and I didn’t want purple in my hair anyway and…  See it isn’t easy to live with an emotional lupie! 

On a positive note… I am a thief!  I know, that isn’t a positive note, I guess it would be better phrased that someone in my running community had a brilliant idea and I decided to copy it.  Fiona is a dragon who raises awareness for Leukemia and lymphoma.  She is a cute little dragon who really gets around.  My sister and I decided Luppie Adventures needed a mascot or two as well.  Ok, we have three.  Luppie is a cute little purple rhino who has a mani and pedi I would kill for!  And Lala (green dragon with purple wings) and Lulu (red dragon who roars) are dragons who like to run amuck with Luppie!  

 

Kid