Monday, August 31, 2009

Not Me Monday

I did not get back from "vacation" on Wednesday and continue the r&r until yesterday. That would be silly. It would also make a lot more work for me this week. Ugh. So why on earth would I do that?

The sweet husband made chicken tacos to go with my homemade salsa for dinner on Saturday night. They were delish! So delish, that I did not have them for breakfast on Sunday when we got home from church.

We went to the fair on Friday and all I wanted was a corn on the cob and a huckleberry shake. I waited all day for them. I craved them. I did not decide that since I had both corn on the cob and huckleberries at home that we should save the $15 and eat our own. Dang, I'm like a different person these days.

My little boy is starting 1st grade next week. New school, all day long and he just might have to ride the bus. I am not in a complete hurricane of feelings about all of this. People do it all the time, kids do great. I will be doing some big praying next week. Join me, please.

I will be making a lot of the Christmas gifts we give this year for many reasons. Homemade gifts take thought and love which is way better than spending $50 on a kitchen appliance, everyone already has everything they need, and we are on a budget. I have come up with some really, really, really good ideas. But, I did not start making my lists and getting ready already in September. That would be way too organized and prepared.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Demi Moore gets Patrick Swayze and I get this...

I woke up the sweet husband last night moaning and groaning. He is used to it, so he tried to wake me up to relieve me from the bad dream I was so clearly having. The thing is...I wasn't asleep. I had been asleep, but I was awake at that point and was seeing things. I thought I saw a man in our bedroom. It wasn't a real man, more like an apparition. He looked old and sickly and he was getting closer to me so I tried to push him away. When Adam turned on the bathroom light and laid back down beside me it went away. We stayed there in the partially lit bedroom for a while until I thought I was awake enough that I would be ok. The problem was when he turned the light back off and got back in bed the ghost man had just moved to the end of the bed. I prayed Jesus him away. I just kept repeating..."Please God make that go away. Please God make that go away." It finally did and with the left side of my body touching Adam's from our head to our toes I fell asleep again. It was ridiculous.

Do I think it was a ghost? No. Can I explain why it came back or why when I was clearly awake I could still see it? No. My best theory is that it was shadows playing tricks on my eyes. And the dang Planet of the Apes that was on in the same room I was in yesterday afternoon probably didn't help...creepy little monkey people.

It's not that I don't believe in ghosts. I do. But, that wasn't one. I've seen one before and it wasn't like that.

We lived in an old house when I was in high school. I had the bedroom in the back at the end of the short hallway. I was asleep one night when I woke up for some reason and saw something standing in the hall. At first I thought it was our dog standing up on his back legs. This is not possible for two reasons. One, our dog slept outside and two, he was too old to stand up on his hind legs like that. So, I literally rubbed my eyes and blinked a dozen times to get a better look and what I saw was most certainly not our yellow lab mix. It was a little girl, probably five years old. She had curly red hair and was wearing a little dress. She was just standing there looking at me. Well, let's just say I am a scaredy cat so I screamed. Oh, hellsyeah, I screamed. "Dad!" "Dad!" When I started screaming she cocked her head to the side like she couldn't understand why I was freaking out. My dad came running down the hall to save me from whatever it was that was disturbing the whole house. He ran right through her. Really, he ran through her and she just kind of disappeared. He was in my room, I was crying and trying to explain what had happened and when he turned on the bathroom light to make sure there was nothing there she was gone.

It was super real. I mean, she cocked her head when I screamed, real. It was so real, the next day my sister and I went to the library to do research on the house and the land where we lived. We tried to find who lived there before us, how long the house had been there, if there were any stories that would explain what I saw. We didn't find any explanation and I never saw her again.

But, I did sleep on the couch outside my parents bedroom for the next month or more just in case.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Random Ramblings on the local fair

I wear flops every year and every year I marvel at how dirty my feet get. Gross.

Had my first elephant ear today...not really a fan. The private school I went to when I was younger used to have a booth at the fair. They served ice cream waffle sandwiches. Two waffles with vanilla ice cream in the middle and powdered sugar sprinkled on top. They should bring that back. I was a huge fan of that.

Where are the mothers of these girls that are barely dressed? Really? Shorts should be longer than your panties. Shirts should cover all of your belly. And get your hair out of your face.

I love myself a rodeo. I love that we pray before they start. I love that all the cowboys take off their hats during the anthem. I love the music they play. I love seeing my dad and my son as they watch. I love that the bull rider who just turned 21 had earned $450 thousand dollars last year.

My favorites are the photography, quilts and the garden exhibit. I am in awe of those women that quilt like that. We entered a photo of my son's this year. He got an honorary ribbon, all the kids did. I thought it was sweet. The garden exhibit always has huge produce that my mom compares to hers and I envy the flowers. Maybe some day I will enter something. Maybe.

My son and I for the last two years have had our picture taken with the alligator in the exotic animals exhibit. We went in today to get our annual photo and there was a huge yellow snake laying in the spot where the alligator was supposed to be. Snakes are completely different than alligators and there is no way, no how, I was holding a snake. Sorry kiddo.

I spent a lot of time trying to show my daughter and my niece the animals when they were more interested in the cages they were in or the water they drank. Too young still. I felt a little silly, I will try again next year.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

10 Things Thursday

10 things about our vacation

1. Staying with family is SOOOO much better than staying at a hotel. The pool is cleaner and less crowded, the food is delish, the company is the best, the bed is more comfy and you can borrow everything when you forget your toiletries bag at home. Thanks Rick & Veeda!

2. Disneyland is the happiest place on earth. It also makes for some really good people watching. Who are these people? Where do they come from and why on earth do they think it is a good idea to eat turkey legs out of a bag while walking around in the heat? Crazy!

3. Angels Stadium is incredible. It puts Safeco to shame. They have landscaping, fireworks, water!

4. Traveling with an "infant in arms" is a little bit stressful. I sat in the middle seat with Abby in my lap with two strangers on both sides. Yikes! Luckily the young girl that sat next to me was very friendly and helpful, you know when Abby dropped her toys, grabbed the girls' leather jacket, cried all the way up and down.

5. Airport food is entirely overpriced. $25 for Burger King breakfast...outrageous. $14 for a bottle of water and an orange juice...come on.

6. You have to be quick to catch sand crabs and if you are you can find a big one. Just watch out for the 6-8 foot waves crashing down around you.

7. Even with 50spf sunscreen both of my bebes came back bronzed from that California sun.

8. Had my first In & Out burger and fries. They were good. Sat by the pool and enjoyed a lunch with the family after swimming and catching lizards.

9. Cali traffic makes me a nervous wreck. Six lanes of speeding cars. Motorcycles that share lanes with cars. Crazy drivers that give you two thumbs up.

10. No matter how much fun you have and how much you don't want to leave your family it is always good to be home sweet home.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

I snuck on the computer to do some "work". Seriously, I did have to close a party. Which I totally don't mind since I earned some money for the fam. But I had to get on just to say that I won't be on here for a few days. We are on vacation for a few days. We are having a grand time.

See you soon.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Shakira Shakira

So...the other morning while feeding my daughter/checking my email/blogging/facebooking/working/making lists/ I had the top 20 countdown on the good old VH1. VH1...that makes me laugh. Anyway, it was on in the background and when I looked up I saw my good friend Shakira. Yes, we are friends. Yes, we are. I looooove myself some Shakira. She is gorgeous with an incredible body and her voice makes me want to dance. I mean come on, Hips Don't Lie. Now that was a song. I loved it. I sang it. I danced to it. It was my ringtone on my phone. It was fabulous. Scratch that. It is fabulous.

Well, this was her new song Shewolf and it frightened me. This song, well I don't even know about this song because this video was like a car accident, I actually couldn't pay attention to the music. I couldn't look away even though it was terrible. Her body moved like a broken puppet. I don't think bodies are supposed to do that. It was one of the strangest things I had ever seen. And don't even think this is a jealousy thing. Like she is so hot and can dance and I'm just mad about it. Not true. I looove her, remember. And my husband always says that I check out girls more than he does. I am always saying "did you see her? she was pretty." or "oooh, look at her hair...that is some good hair." or "dang, I wish that was my ass." So, I'm not being mean I just was sad that her body seems to be broken. Broken Shakira. She said it best...Hips don't lie...and her hips clearly were in pain.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

10 Things Thursday

10 Things I packed just now for our vacation to California since we leave tomorrow for a week of sun, fun and Disneyland.

1. Black tevas and black cardigan to go with everything else black I packed. Tangent: Someone once told me black was my color. I was standing in the drive thru of the favorite bank I worked at (ever) wearing a black button up and a gray skirt. We are now friends and he and his wife came to the hospital when my daughter was born. Love them.

2. Jewelry for each outfit. I have it why not wear it and a lot of it. You can call me Gypsy if you want.

3. Coconut body butter. Smells like summer, right? I don't pack perfume because what if the bottle breaks.

4. Swimsuits. We are going to the beach and the house we are staying at has a pool. Yippee!

5. Sunscreen and sunglasses for every day all day.

6. Books. Still Life with Woodpecker and The Probable Future.

7. The necessities: make up (which in the summer consists of eyelash curler, mascara and lip gloss), toothbrush, face lotion, deo, face wash, pony tail holders & headbands, and vitamins.

8. Camera and battery charger. I plan on taking 1000 pictures. Do you dare me?

9. Snackies: Trail Mix (for me & the sweet husband), goldfish and cheese crackers (for Aidan), applesauce (for Abby). I would take water but you and I both know the security schmecurity won't let us through with more than a mouthful of water so I will buy it inside and pay a mark up of 400%. :) Just kidding. I love the security...I would rather have tons of security and make it to Cali than no security and have a crazy on the plane.

10. New, long, black, vneck, comfy, perfect for traveling dress w/black flops. Ok, not actually packing it but I am wearing it and have to pack it back so I am listing it. And I am in love with it. And it cost me $10. It's delicious. Deeeeelicious.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Stat Counter

So I have this little thing on my blog. It keeps track of the visits to my blog. You know, how many visits I have daily, where in the world they are, how long they stay, where they came from, etc. It is pretty useful. I can see who is reading and if they like it or not. Clearly, if it is only for 5 seconds then I was not what they were looking for. But 20 minutes...they found something they liked.

Normally I have between 20 to 40 hits a day. So, imagine my surprise when I had 127 hits the other day. WHAT? Wow! I tried to figure out why I would have so many or where they came from. I didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Hmmm.

Well, that isn't entirely true. I did see something that made me think. I did see a visit from a Spokane Law office(PHC). Which is not a big deal, but they stayed for 4 hours and 39 minutes. They exited on my very first blog. Um, odd. They spent 4 hours and read my blog from beginning to end. I did a little research on that office. I don't know anyone that works there. So, of course then I think I am being sued for something and they found my blog somehow and they are doing research on me. Which is actually a really weird feeling. Right?

So, I guess if you are reading from PHC just because you really like my blog and think I am funny and on. Oh and you could leave a comment so I know not to lose anymore sleep. That would be great! But, if there is some other reason then please stop. Please.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Not Me Monday

I am back in the swing of things. I finished another book. That makes eight in last seven weeks. I did not finish My Sisters Keeper and throw the book down and get straight on the phone with my besty to discuss this book and what I think was a crock ending.

I did not try two different times to watch Benjamen Button and finally give up as it did not hold my interest in the least. I mean Brad is kind of cute but not when he is a tiny old man..."I'm seven." Although the little red headed girl in the beginning...the prettiest girl EVER.

You know those girls that just freak out at the first sign of trouble. I am not one of them so I did not completely over react to a text message sent by Aidan's dad without having all of the facts and feel completely ridiculous when it turned out to be nothing.

I did not check one of my favorite blogs all weekend for a new post and when I found nothing wish I had his email address to check on him. I did not email one of the other blogs I read faithfully when I could think of nothing else to do after her post was on my heart all day. She is amazing and an inspiration to me.

I did not look through the bulletin at church this morning and put an asterisk by all the things I want to do. It did not include hosting a small group of middle school aged children for a weekly study even when my mom said I was crazy.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Silly girl

You know when you are sleeping and you wake up suddenly and you are completely disoriented. You aren't sure what day it is or where you are. I totally had that experience last night.

It was Adam's ten year reunion last night so he got home pretty late. I stayed home with Abby and since she refused to go to sleep we were also up late. I was reading when he got home. He told me stories about the people who were totally the same after ten years and some he didn't recognize and gave me the greetings from the ones I know. Sounded like he had fun and the stories made me giggle. By the time we actually went to sleep it was very late.

I don't really remember falling asleep. I remember him taking a shower and asking me a question about something but I am pretty sure I moaned and rolled over and that's all. The next thing I know it is still dark but our bathroom light is on and he is getting dressed at the end of our bed. I panicked . For some reason I totally thought he was leaving me. In the middle of the night while I slept. A cowards escape. I quickly sat up and said "Adam, what are you doing?" He looked as confused as I did when he answered with a grin, " What do you mean, what am i doing? I have to go to work." I completely forgot he had to go to work early this morning. It hadn't been that long since we had went to bed. I was completely out of it. Well ,then of course when I realized he would be home before it was time to actually wake up I felt like a silly girl. I rolled over and pulled the covers up to my chin.

He reminded me of our conversation this morning and made me blush. I felt ridiculous. I don't know why I assumed he was running away. I do know that it was super scary to think of life without him even if for just a moment. He laughed at me and teased me about freaking out. He leaned down to kiss me and reminded me that he had made me a promise. A promise that will last forever. A promise of love. He wasn't going anywhere. Especially in the middle of the night. And especially in work clothes.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Moonlight Sign

That is the moon that looks like a capital A. It was so low it looked like I could reach out and grab it. I took this picture while we were driving and this is how it turned out. I kept it because, well, A is our letter and maybe it was a sign.

We were driving home from Seattle one night. It was my birthday gift to Adam two years ago. He hadn't been to Seattle in almost ten years and we had never been together. So, I took him and we did all the fun stuff we could. We went to The Crab Pot and shared fresh seafood. We went to a Mariners game and had peanuts and beer and watched Adam's favorite team play America's favorite past time. We went to EMP (experience music project) and oohed and ahhed. We did the underground tour which was amazing and a little eerie. We stayed at a beautiful old downtown hotel and walked around to see the old buildings, we were newlyweds so we also stayed in. We went to Pike Street Market and watched the flying fish. We had a wonderful time experiencing it for the first time together. And sometimes that is the best way to experience something.

Come to think of it...he has never been to Hawaii either. Hmmm.....

Three Blind Birds, Three Blind Birds, See How They Fly

Um, I think maybe the birds in my neighborhood are blind. At least once a week I have birds that run into my living room windows and knock themselves out. Then they lay in the planters that border my house and sleep it off. I guess I will give them a little bit of credit. We have windows on the whole northwest living room and dining room side of our house from top to bottom. And clearly they are REALLY clean. Maybe they think they can just fly right in. Maybe they want to join our family. We do have a good thing going here. Well, they should definitely try the front door because those windows do not open. That probably wouldn't scare me as bad. I mean here I am sitting on the couch giving Abby a bottle and this hard, loud thump hits the house behind me. I jump, Abby jumps, milk goes everywhere, then I have to look for the bird because what if it wasn't a bird. What if it was a rock. I do have some enemies, you know. Maybe I should plant some soft ground cover in the planters. That way when they fell it would be a soft landing. Or I could just throw some mud on my windows to try to discourage them from thinking it was just a path to the good stuff. Or maybe it is just survival of the fittest. Bye bye dumb birds.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

10 Things Thursday

Movie/TV quotes used at our house on a regular basis

1. " Good luck finding someone who can move and shake like this."
Wedding Singer. Adam uses this frequently and it always fits. And yes he moves and shakes while he says it.

2. "Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die."
Princess Bride. Aidan says this on a daily basis about something and he is always yielding a sword when he does. And I know that isn't his name but it is how Aid says it.

3. "I'm a vault baby. Locked down."
Hitch. If you want to know something and the other person isn't telling...this is the response. Adam does it best, he sounds just like Will Smith.

4. "Hello lovah."
Sex and the City. Whenever I see something I absolutely love, its more for material things than people.

5. "Do work!"
Rob & Big. When something needs to be done this is the "go".

6. "What you gonna do?"
Run's House. You have to say it just like Rev Run does and it can be used at any time. It always makes me smile. I may be just a little bit in love w/the whole family.

7. "You play ball like a girl."
Sandlot. This can be used in any sort of debate that gets heated. It works better if you are saying it to a boy, obviously.

8. "You're so vain."
How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days. You have to sing this a la Matthew McConaughey and Kate Hudson. When you live with two people who think they are the cutest things in the world you hear this song a lot.

9. "Negative, Ghostrider."
Top Gun. Clearly instead of saying no we say this. It sounds way cooler. I heard Aidan saying to one of the kids on his baseball team last week. Love that.

10. "Don't call me Goob. How many villains do you know named Goob? Bleh"
Meet the Robinsons. Sometimes Aidan will just break out this one. I love it.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Momma needs a new pair of shoes

I had previously mentioned that the last time I got new tennis shoes was six years ago (to lose the baby weight from Aid). That is only like five more years than you are supposed to go in one pair of shoes. And now that I started running I could feel it. I thought perhaps new shoes would make it easier to stick to my running plan and make it to my goal.

Now that we are a one income family (by choice and with no regrets) we have quite the strict budget. We got a $10 gift card in the mail from Kohl's and after looking through their Sunday sale paper I found a few pairs for $35-$50. So with ten dollars off it would be perfect, right.

We took our gift card to Kohl's tonight to look around. I grabbed a few pairs and some socks (as you know I only wear flops) and took a seat to try them on, walk around and pick out my new kicks. Some I didn't like, some didn't fit, some Adam didn't like (he actually said it looked like I had bananas on my feet), some were still $75 which is entirely too much. But, there was this one pair. They felt good and comfortable. They fit just right. They aren't beautiful (which is to say there is no pink on them). But, then we checked the price...


They quickly became beautiful.

That's right. They were on clearance for only $13.99 (originally $70) and with $10 off I paid $3.99 for my new, lovely New Balance running shoes. They looked way better to me after that (even with no pink). I think they were sent by the shoe angels. These are my running shoes. These are the shoes that will help me run my 5k. I love my new kicks and they are going to love me.

I love myself a rainy summer day.

A break from the heat. A perfect day for a nap. A baby on the lap and a book in the hand. Jeans and a cardigan. Cooking a delicious warm dinner and homemade bread. Starting a craft that you have been putting off. Procrastinating on the housework. It sound good, right? It sounds lovely.

Ahhhh, cool, rainy summer days.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Not Me Monday

I did not find a rice crispy in my hair fourteen hours after rice crispy treats were eaten at a baseball game. I didn't even eat one. My six year old did. I had slept, ran, and many other things with that in my hair. So grooooosssss.

I put my daughter on the couch next to her brother and went to the kitchen to make her a bottle and him some chocolate milk. I did not then hear a loud thud and run to the living room where I did not find my sweet seven month old doing a headstand on the carpet. She definitely did not have rug burn on her nose. And my husband and my girlfriends did not bring it up any chance they had.

I did not realize that the last time I purchased tennis shoes was 6 years ago. Ohmygosh! So, I will be purchasing new running shoes before my next run tomorrow. I'm not really a shoe girl, obviously. Its flops in the summer and uggs in the winter. My husband has more shoes than I do.

My sister had a garage sale at her house last week. So, to round up a few things...I did not clean out my kitchen and find dozens of things I don't use, a few I didn't know I had and a few that I didn't know what they were. I took them all to the garage sale and made some room in my cupboards and my kitchen looks less cluttered and brighter. Yeah! I made $53 at one and $35 at the other. Not bad, right?

I did not run away yesterday when my fight or flight response hit me like a ton of bricks. I did not come home to a son who had been crying and didn't think I was coming home. I wish I could have told him that I would never do that again but I know myself better. So, I told him that I would always come home and he didn't need to be sad or scared. I will work on it...but I'm a runner.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Gimme an M. Gimme an O. Gimme an M

Went for my third run tonight. It was the last one of week one. You go every other day, three times a week for 30 minutes. On Saturday I start week two. I left the hubby's ball game early when I saw a little bit of lightning headed our way. Wanted to beat it and the dark.

I took the baby girl with me on my run. It is a little more difficult to run while pushing her stroller. I got rid of my jog stroller that I had when I got divorced. Looks like I need to get another one. Good thing I'm going garage sale-ing tomorrow. She was asleep for the first part and when she woke up smiling it gave me a little more energy. Just like a little kick to my step. She just started clapping on Sunday. Every few moments she would smile and clap her little chubby hands. It was like having my own little cheerleader. She was saying "Go, mom. You can do it." I LOVED it. And I don't think it was coincidence that it was my easiest run yet.

10 Things Thursday

10 Things I'm going to do with my besty while she is in town

1. Go to the outdoor movie showing of Hairspray

2. Share a few cocktails on the back porch along with some giggles

3. Get together with our third partner in crime as much as possible...KT

4. Play some Scrabble, Cribbage, Hearts

5. Make her take pictures of my kiddos

6. Have deep conversations about the future, religion and boys

7. Have silly conversations about celebrities, fashion and boys

8. Make some chocolate chip cookies

9. Watch her swim with my bubba

10. Make some memories to last until the next time I see her

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Random Ramblings

My mom is the bestest. She came over this morning to see my bubba before he went to his dads for a few days. Those two are best friends. Then she stayed so I could go for my run sans baby and baby stroller. Much easier. Thanks, Mom.

It's been entirely too long since I have had a karaoke party. I think I will turn my back deck into a stage for a night and get out the microphones. We can entertain the neighbors in the process. There are already lights hung. Now all we need is a rug, some instruments and some friends. Rock on!

It is one week until my sweet husband's birthday. He turns 25. I am officially a cougar. Ha. Just kidding he is a little bit older than that. Well, I am trying to plan a party for him. Last year we had a bbq. He doesn't like the big fuss over him. I like it. He deserves it. These are my choices, taco bar at home, homemade ice cream in the backyard, float the river, make shift baseball game with pitching machine included. I can't decide.

I got my new IKEA catalog yesterday. Yes! I love myself a little trip to IKEA. It's probably a good thing that there aren't any too close to us or I would be broke. But, dang our house would be perfectly put together.

I'm reading Come Back by mom and daughter Fontaine. It is about their journey when the daughter gets involved in drugs, goes to rehab, and more drugs. The daughter is dating the son of one of my old coworkers. She lent me the book when I went on maternity leave seven months ago. Thought I should read it and get it back to her. It is sad, frightening and triumphant in the end.

We are going to California for our family vacation in fifteen days. I have decided to only pack a few outfits for all of us and do some laundry while we are there. This is the complete opposite of normal me. I usually have an outfit for everything we plan to do. And one for both my kids. I love that part. But, now that I have to pack diapers, baby food, toys, car seats, strollers...well, it's three outfits a piece and laundry half way through.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

I say banana, he says yuck

My sweet husband will not eat bananas. Not at all. I love bananas. I love them on ice cream, in banana bread, with peanut butter, bananas foster. Yum. Aidan dared him once to eat one, I thought he was going to be sick. Today I got in my car and there was a plastic cup from the wedding we went to this weekend with two banana runts in the bottom of it. He hates them that much, he won't even eat banana candy. I laughed. Dang, I love that man.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Not Me Monday

We went to a wedding this weekend. We are friends of the bride's parents and it meant a lot to us that they would include us in this special day. It was a beautiful day with an absolutely beautiful bride. However, I did not read the invitation wrong and show up an hour early. It would be silly so itdid not start a little tiny fight with my sweet husband. I would also like you to know that I most certainly did not cry during the ceremony like it was my own. Such a cry baby.

I did not finish my last Twilight book on Sunday morning at 4am because I couldn't sleep and then get a little sad because it was over. No more Bella, no more Edward, no more Jacob. Sad, so sad.

I did not celebrate my two year anniversary and realize I am falling more and more in love with my adoring husband. I am not the luckiest & most spoiled wife in the whole world.

I did not let my baby girl coo and babble all through church service just because I think it is the sweetest, most precious noise I've ever heard. I didn't worry about the people around us until I heard them laugh at her noises too. Apparently we ALL thought it was a sweet sweet noise.

I did not make a deal with my husband about the number of kids we will have. It has nothing to do with a snow blower and two more bebes. (number three will then be under discussion) Look out I come.

I did not feel the least bit relieved when my husband decided that he did not want to go to his ten year reunion. I went to my ten year reunion, fours years ago I might add, and it was not a night I would like to repeat. This has nothing to do with the planning committee which I know and love. It is just that the people I spent the night with on the boat were the people that spent every other free night in my backyard so...

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Just Do It

I spent the other day in my backyard with my besty. And of course, being girls, our bodies came up in conversation. And of course, being girls, how lucky to be healthy or that we have great hair or beautiful eyes was not the topic. It was of course the size of our asses. We wondered when they got so big, we remembered when they weren't and wished they looked that way again. This is a conversation that we have had many times. And because she loves me she did point out that I just had a baby. I love her. But that baby of mine is almost seven months old. So...thanks for that but I can't use that anymore. I really have no excuse. Other than I really like ice cream. So I told know I guess you get to a point where you either do something about it or shut up. (Please know I use those words very rarely, they were not allowed in my house growing up nor are they allowed at my home now) But you get there. You get where you just really miss your little butt. You get where the clothes that you want to wear don't fit. something or get over it. Those are your choices. I love having choices. And today I choose to do something about it. I have always wanted to be a runner. So today instead of just talking about it (again) I'm going for a run.

I found a plan to make me a runner...Couch to 5k. The plan is to have you running a 5k in 9 weeks. Amazing! I can't wait. I'm excited. It looks totally doable. It looks like a gradual plan that will be some work but it will be fun. For instance the first week you run 60 seconds and then walk for 90 seconds for a total of 20 minutes. Easy enough, right? And nine weeks is not that long. In October I will be a runner. I like the sound of that.

Oh and when I was looking at the running plan I found this incredible music mix for my ipod. It is a Christian play list that is set for this plan. It tells you when to walk and when to run. It changes every week and there is a different mix for each week. I think it is a perfect opportunity to get some God in and some running in at the same time. Plus, I think I may need His help to make this happen. She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. Proverbs 31:25 I know, I know, this verse has absolutely nothing to do with a silly girl becoming a runner but I found it tonight and fell in love with it.

It was super hot today but it seems to be almost cool enough now to go for my first run. So I have to go get my sneakers on. Today is the day I chose to do Just Do It.

I'm also going to keep track of my runs on the sidebar of my blog. So if you want you can keep track of me and my progress.