Saints in the Making

Two More to Go!

2010-05-26T23:07:00.000-07:00

I officially have two more years to go until my 40th, in which I hope to be doing the Kona Ironman. Yes, one must always think b i g! But for this birthday I spent the morning on a group cycle ride with my new toy. I hit the mall with my girl and caught my son's baseball game. And although the weather was not at all what I ordered, we went into Seattle for dinner and a wet zipline ride at the park.

Sunday was another biking day, shopping for kids' bikes and hitting the bike rodeo to get our bikes checked up and have some fun. My sweetie and I celebrated our 13th anniversary with cooking a spicy shrimp dish and going for a walk. It may not have been the romantic beach getaway but it turned out nice. Sometimes nice is all we need to focus on the important stuff.

This boy had no shame to be the only one at the event on a big wheel- don't think he even noticed.
Who needs to go out when you can pop in a movie for the kids and hit the champagne?!

Chicks In Tents

2010-05-26T22:56:00.001-07:00

Captivating title for girl scout camping, don't you think? I had a mostly fabulous weekend away with my girl and then some (except for being cold the ENTIRE time, my good buddy Renee snoring in my ear and the wicked cold I came home with).
The girls were responsible for pitching the tents, cooking and cleaning. They pulled off an awesome two hour hike and found some sweet shells at the beach. And by the end of the weekend, we all successfully can sing, "Hey soul sister..."

At It Again

2010-05-26T22:50:00.000-07:00

It's been two years since the last snip and she's been begging to do it again. So just in time for summer, eleven inches off to Locks of Love.

The Sweet Stuff

2010-05-13T06:22:00.000-07:00

Another First Communion has come and how excited was my middle man. Both he and his parents have spent the past eight months gearing up for this special sacrament in classes following Mass on Sunday. At first I was so completely reticent about "having" to take a class- that's why he's in Catholic school, I argued. It was selfish and I know it, I own up to that and in hindsight I learned a whole bunch about our faith so how can that be wrong?

Okay so back to the sweet stuff. My son couldn't wait to receive communion. He practiced and practiced, squeezing in one last confession at a parish up north, he was ready. This is the boy that at two would kneel down at daily Mass with such sweetness, people often remarked about him being a future priest. (Very much unlike the sturggles we have with our current 4 year old!) So last Saturday with a big smile he made his First Communion and counted down the hours till the second. What a gift.

Single Moms- How Do You Do It?

2010-05-13T06:17:00.000-07:00

Last week was one loooong week. Husband gone for five days, fitness intructor interviews/auditions for me, doctors visits, sick kids...it seemed to be a wash of craziness. But this single mama did it and look at my pretty reward. They arrived in the mail addressed from my kids, wink wink. Incidentally one of my children really put his foot down insisiting they didn't send them, paranoid really. He has some stuff to learn...

Sundays, the New Saturday

2010-04-26T16:07:00.001-07:00

I am in big time love with Sundays. I used to feel a let down come Sunday afternoon when all was said and done but now they feel...different.

What could be better? You got Mass with the family, loads of coffee and now longer daylight to have that much more crammed in. Gardening, running, and biking- just being outside. We filled two bins with overgrown yard-the garden is almost cleared and ready, yay!

And now my favorite new thing...the Sunday afternoon escape with my husband. Right up the street from us is an old tavern (known to host one talented cutie, Dave Matthews)nestled right in with the houses. Our new tradition is a good one- bike up for an ice cold Mac & Jacks and watch the boats go by. An hour later and totally refreshed and relaxed we bike back to grill with the kids. Sundays are good, no?
Not too shabby of a place for a ballgame.

Rumor has it this is an old brothel that catered to boat business across the lake. Creepy.

Alas, my cold one. We plugged in a few songs on the jukebox and put our feet up. Looking forward to Sundays...

Mulchin' with the Corps

2010-04-25T06:52:00.001-07:00

I had the pleasure of working with Earth Corps yesterday at a local island park. I had no idea I was in for such a bootcamp style butt whooping- up and down that hill over and over with bucket loads of mulch. In between sprinkles of rain and sweet sunshine we filled in lots of eroding land and learned about those pesky invasive plants. (I can't stand blackberry scrapes!)

This hill just kept going on down to the lake. My legs are VERY sore today.

I loved the whole experience and I adored Moses, our soft spoken, smiling guide from Kenya who can't wait to see his new nephew after being gone two years to the states.
Awesome way to spend the afternoon- I recommend looking them up and volunteering. it's a refreshing change (and a fabulous workout).

Some of our troop and parents and some randoms, don't you love randoms?

Fortieth

2010-04-22T07:20:00.000-07:00

Happy Earth Day all you tree huggers! Although the earth has been around a wee bit longer, today is officially the 40th celebration of this great place.
How are we celebrating you want to know? Well I'm off to Holy Yoga this morning and then to make up my kids favorite dirt and worm cakes. After school (and after one individuals nightmare vaccinations) we're heading to see this. We've waited months for this and can't wait. Peace out.

Maybe They Really Do Fly

2010-04-22T07:06:00.000-07:00

Last year out in the country we saw loads of wildlife. But here, on our small island, not so much. Until the other morning when four oddballs were on our street.

How in the heck???

PS Rumor has it, they swim across. Believe me, I wanna see that!

Howlin' Fun

2010-04-20T14:13:00.000-07:00

We finally got around to taking the kids to Great Wolf Lodge this weekend and turns out, they loved it. (Can you believe it?!) Smart we were to bring coolers full of food and libations because holy cow, that place gets ya. Meanwhile I'm contributing to the savings fund for my kids counseling sessions since mom and dad wouldn't buy them the $44 magic wands to run around the hotel and listen to things talk to them. And yes, even though we obviously don't love them enough, they had the time of their lives. Two of them cried that it was over and one begged for the next birthday...and the magic wand with the blue crystal.

The Partial Family Update

2010-04-10T07:20:00.000-07:00

This old girl, our sweet and naughty Belle, took a serious backward flip off the slippery stairs last night. Each day she falls a little more and we sense the end a little nearer. Sniff sniff.

And this little boy asked to please have his hair like this big boy's...

so mama got out this scizzors and removed quite a bit.

And now that mama needs to get ready for sports Saturday and all the uniforms while sipping espresso from this new purchase (I now have three coffee makers, yow!) And can I just add two more things? One- I got carded last night buying beer and wine. Mmmmwah to that girl who said it was iffy. Two- spring break is almost done and I'm not very happy that Thursday brought hail and yesterday brought snow while I was teaching outdoor bootcamp. I'm just glad it's almost done so I don't have to hear one more person say they were leaving for Hawaii.

Sweet Baby A

2010-04-05T22:20:00.000-07:00

Please join me in prayer for the repose of the soul of sweet baby Adele Marie and prayers for the strength and peace of her family. May they be comforted and loved.

New Digs

2010-04-05T21:53:00.000-07:00

Last August I had a blog entitled "New Digs" and here we are again. We've been in one month and settled but not quite done with our fix ups. Because our house is so much less in monthly rent and in line for a tear down after our lease, there are lots of loving touches needed. We happily are adding some borrowed paint and having some fun with this old house. It's from 1948, has loads of charm and the location is first rate. It will be hard to leave this one. Let's hope no move comes any time soon or I'll end up in Lake Washington. Three moves in less than three years has taken a toll on this mama. I just want to settle. But for now, I'll focus on my summer garden plans, finishing my art room and getting crafty with 2000 less square feet than the last home.

From a three car garage to none-how long will we look like the Beverly Hillbillies with the pool table and many bins out front??

Ice cream and short sleeves, what a tease that week was.

Where Ya Been

2010-03-24T22:29:00.001-07:00

A month, really? I haven't been here in that long?? I've been running from one thing to the next like moving for the third time in under three years, ugh. But one of my favorite things lately has been the street scramble we did last weekend. I highly recommend this type of fun adventure for all grown ups who like adventure (those of us who vehemently deny we're grown up).
This race took place on Alki beach in West Seattle on the most glorious spring morning ever. For three hours Josh, Randy and I looked for clues and read maps and ran from one spot to the next trying to collect as many check points as we could. Randy (minus Amy who was at home VERY sick), me and Josh. Shadow friends Randy and Lynn- we like to keep everyone in our photos. ;)

We took a few pit stops to check out the mountains, the water, the many houses that wouldn't suck to live in...

Turns out Seattle has all sorts of these races that the whole family can participate in. I love this city when it's nice. And speaking of nice...70 degrees today and sunny and back to normal tomorrow with 50 and rainy. Have I mentioned how much I love it here when it's nice??

Hooked

2010-02-15T13:30:00.001-08:00

I stumbled across Katie's story and can't help but daydream and praise at the same time. What a calling and furthermore, what an answer.

Humble Pie and Where's the Maid?

2010-02-13T10:26:00.000-08:00

So I got a call Thursday evening that made my daily business come to a screeching halt. According to the x rays, my pelvic stress fracture is more than what we thought. Since the diagnosis in October, there has been no healing. No break. No relief. Apparently, carrying on business-as-usual has done nothing but make matters worse. This doctor called to say NO MORE TEACHING AS OF RIGHT NOW. Got it. The whole body cast thing is enough to stop me in my tracks.

So here I sit imagining eating my humble pie. Tsk, tsk, I can't really be having pie now with two weeks of not moving. I'm already regretting that lovely piece of cake sweet May gave me the other night in our neighborhood get together.I think my pants feel tighter already.

So what's so humbling you might wonder? In a nutshell we're moving in three weeks and my house is a disaster. Boxes everywhere, piles of stuff (I hate stuff don't you?) and toys. I keep giving away toys and throwing away toys (shhhh) but they're still everywhere. From the couch right now I can eyeball eighteen hundred and sixty two things that I should be doing. But then the pain in the pelvis reminds me that I'm staying put. It may sound relaxing but it's not. Not when you have to move and clean, it's anxiety at it's finest. Throw in a few busy children who make more mess and need you and it's like sending up the white flag.

I shamefully admit that my genetic coding forced me into an obsessive type A mentality. I have always been on the go, go, go. And here I am on a stop, stop, stop. Perhaps it's a good time to finish this and that. Or I could just begin Lent early and offer up lots of sacrifices. Let me emphasize LOTS. And as I keep saying to my family, this two week rest thing would be a heckuva lot easier on a white sand beach with a drink in hand. That's all I'm sayin.

That Doesn't Float My Boat

2010-02-08T06:25:00.000-08:00

My boys have a habit of professing their greatest love for me while I'm doling out treats.

The superbowl sweet was a rootbeer float to which incited this conversation:

Joey: Mom, thank you for my rootbeard float. I love you SOOOOOO much!

Me: Joey, you're not just saying that because I gave you the ice cream, are you?

Joey: Yes, I am.

Yeah, we can praise honesty but come on kid. At least play it down a bit.

Today is Monday

2010-02-08T06:15:00.001-08:00

Monday, string beans.

Don't know what I mean? I've never understood the book either but the pictures are nice in a simple sort of way.

And since it's early Monday and I'm sitting here in the dark with my latte, I am quietly making a pledge that this week I will not freak out that we're moving in a few weeks. I will not freak out that my house needs to be packed. I will not freak out that I haven't seen the house we offered to rent. I will not freak out that it's my daughter's birthday the weekend we're moving and I secretly fear it will be a bust. I will not freak out about the busiest, jammed packed calendar and the fundraiser I'm responsible for.

Nope. I vow to stay sane. (Better hold off on the coffee refill!) I pledge to keep it simple. So today- it's string beans, tomorrow- spaghetti. However, I will have a problem come Thursday. Maybe tofu?

You have a good, non-freak out sorta week, too!

Surely That's Not Me

2010-02-04T22:31:00.000-08:00

A very talented cyclist at the gym apparently felt some inspiration in a class of mine recently. What a resemblance, huh?!

And really, Dana is one creative dude, see for yourself.

2010-02-04T22:01:00.000-08:00

Over the past few months I have completely fallen off the blogging globe. I mean- I don't have a chance to sit down and write or read all my faves anymore. I know I'm sounding whiney but I feel a smidge like I've earned the whining rites these days. How is it that we have been in our house for six months and we have to move already? I don't want to move. I like our house. I am not ready to move. I just got settled in this house. Blah.

I'm trying to get over the grumpy thing but that song kick em when they're down keeps playing in my mind. Blah.

Okay, so perhaps we'll find a great house in the next three weeks and all will go swimmingly and we'll stay there for a long time. Long enough to see the Las Vegas economy turn around and profit on our house. (Should be what...2020??)Blah.

IF you are still reading, you must be getting pretty bummed. Let's see if this pic helps. My monkeys at Lowe's- three in a cart, that never happens anymore. AND they're color coordinated!

And p.s. I promise to get my Vitamin D and start being a little less freaked out and a little more positive.

Feeling a Wee Bit Lost

2010-01-24T17:51:00.000-08:00

Not much new to report here except that life has kept us on our toes. I am still computer-less and relying on using my other/better half's work computer at night. It really is too bad that it's not lent yet because this truly feels like a sacrifice. How in the world did I ever look up recipes, phone numbers, directions and stay in contact with people pre Internet?? Honestly, I don't remember.

Here's to a comfy and cozy end to the weekend and a brighter week ahead with less things getting broken. ;)

PS Stop by Amanda's and congratulate the family with the birth of Peter- he was only like 2 months overdue!

When Is It Winethirty?

2010-01-18T21:28:00.000-08:00

When you clean your house for hours to have no house showing.

When your child falls on your laptop and breaks it.

When your child's book report that is due tomorrow is on said laptop and is non-retrievable.

When you try to run to the drugstore and your car battery is dead.

That is when you know it's time to end this very long day and get into the wine.

Tomorrow can only be better.

The Sounds of Dinner

2010-01-17T22:29:00.000-08:00

Sometimes we pop up the travel table in the kitchen for convenience. We don't have a "kitchen" table- just a dining room table. Dining room means turning a corner and eating on carpet. To sum it up, we don't dine fancy most meals.

The other night the portable table proved most portable (meaning it didn't get locked into place) and a visit from the dog sent the entire table to the ground.

Oops.

Bad news- I lost one of my brand new plates. A few glasses and salad bowls, too. Oh and most of dinner was a flop.

Good news, though - our daughter saved daddy's favorite brewery glass. Cheers to that!

2010-01-08T22:17:00.000-08:00

I swear I wasn't on the phone (of course I wasn't-it's not legal here). Nope, I was in full awareness but it just sorta happened. The sidewalk alongside the freeway entrance seemingly leaped out at the van and robbed my tire.

Later in the day my honey sent me an an email stating I owed him 10,000 kisses and this was attached.

He's a keeper!

Lyrics. To Each His Own.

2010-01-06T21:21:00.000-08:00

Come on moms, you know this one.

There was a man lived in the moon, in the moon, in the moon...

Remember the part about eyes? His eyes were made of meatballs, meatballs, meatballs...

There is a new lyricist in town- you know the Star Wars junkie.

Loud from behind my car seat today he yelled "NO MOM! His eyes were made of death stars, death stars, death stars..." Oh how hard it is for me to embrace this dark side.

Cramming It In

2010-01-06T20:56:00.000-08:00

I wanted to do so much over break. (Aren't breaks for relaxing??) So on our last few days we tried to cram it in. We spent New Year's Eve at the aquarium hanging with the fish. It was a miserably rainy afternoon and the city was getting more and more congested as time went on. We got a great phone call that our college friends were on top of the space needle so we met up for some cheer before my husband had to take off for a very busy night at the firehouse.

To finish off the weekend we hit the slopes for some sledding. But blah it was a sledding in sleet adventure. No light flurries for us, it was wet! Although my toes were like glass after a few hours, the kids were having the time of their life. That's what we parents strive for, right?

We threw in a Princess and the Frog showing at the cinema with licorice and chocolates and just like that *, break was over. Do you know how much I heard about homeschooling on Monday morning??

Scizzor Time

2009-12-29T13:13:00.001-08:00

"I don't need a haircut", he claimed.

I had to show him that indeed it was time but I didn't expect him to like this style so much. And for a side note, you should have seen the wince his dad made upon seeing this new hairdo. If only the camera was nearby...

Keep It Going

2009-12-29T13:03:00.000-08:00

Because there are truly twelve days of Christmas, I am not too late in wishing a Merry Christmas to blog readers. Our day was crazy and fun. It all comes and goes too fast, though. So much prep and excitement and there is always a sentimental sad person at the end of Christmas day (sometimes even me). This year it was both my big kids, wishing it would never end.

And even though my husband and I made the "no gift" pack, he still surprised me with the best gift yet.

Me: "It's a...bar mop towel...am I getting a new bar??"
Him: "Well honey, you see, when you sit this close to Bono, he does get pretty sweaty."

Scream. Scream. Another scream and a big hug. Tucked inside were awesome seats to the sold out concert. I LOVE the "no gift" pack!

Aspirations

2009-12-23T20:24:00.000-08:00

Sitting around the table tonight and trying to ignore a small boy humming Star Wars incessantly, I asked what the kids wanted to be when they grew up. My middle man said, "Mom, I already said on the microphone at graduation". To clarify I needed to confirm that he was indeed talking about preschool graduation three years ago. And he was. He said then he wanted to be a doctor and that is still what he wants to be. Or work with Bill at Microsoft if the med school stuff doesn't pan out.

Not surprisingly my big fish said a marine biologist. And just like her brother, she had a fall back...a bird breeder. Tweet.

So last I came to the hummer. And good thing I was sitting when he said he wanted to be a spider. At least we'll save some college tuition, right?

Annual Date With My Clara

2009-12-21T09:40:00.001-08:00

My growing way too fast girl and I had our annual Nutcracker date this weekend. We couldn't remember if this is four years or five. Regardless, lunch was special, the ballet was wonderful (except for the lady who narrated the ENTIRE show to her toddlers behind us- thanks lady!) and putzing around after the show was fun, too.

I wonder how many more years I can pull this off?

Time to Breathe

2009-12-21T09:08:00.000-08:00

It's been a busy few weeks here in our town, how about you? We have had band concerts, Christmas pageants, doctor visits, last minute projects, endless errands, too many house showings (grrr), colds, parties (not complaining there) and daily life on top of it.

Now that the kids are out of school and most of the gifts are procured, wrapped and shipped...I am ready to breathe. It's so good to be in jammies late and not rushing around. Bring on that long awaited baking!

Check Out Green Snail

2009-12-15T06:42:00.001-08:00

A very nice woman sent me an email last month wanting to spread the word that she has opened up an online children's consignment shop. In the spirit of going more green with Christmas gift giving, you too should check it out.

Christmas Rush

2009-12-15T06:25:00.000-08:00

Here we are amidst the daily grind adding just a few too many things to do...I say every year that I won't go there. I won't get in over my head so that I forget the focus, but it's happened again. I have always been busy but when you forget to give your kids lunch for school...that's pushing it. Perhaps blogging only twice a month reflects the loss of control at the home front as well.

So as I count down the days until we can all be together with nowhere to go (and wishing for that "you have no choice but to stay put" snowstorm... here's a shot of my new little chef who begs me every single day to let him get busy in the kitchen.

Thanksgiving Thoughts

2009-11-30T20:59:00.000-08:00

We headed up to see our good college friends on Whidbey for thankful day. We were thankful for so much (everyone kept adding to the list throughout the day). Here my little guy isn't so sure about something...I haven't a clue because he seemed content to wait out the ferry ride helping mama crochet a hat AND he got to relieve himself in a Starbuck's cup. I mean you have to feel better after that.

And this I love- the view of the water from the kitchen.

A right arm perhaps to wake up to that view every day. Wait, nevermind, not an arm- I'm thankful for my arms. How about a car? I'd give a car to wash dishes to that. And I swear my kid isn't drinking an ale! A six pack of root beer made a very happy crew.

So while I was so thankful for a delish dinner, good friends, too much wine and the fact that Josh and I whooped the adult Trivial Persuit players...the next morning sent agony. First I thought it was the wine. Then the stomach flu. Now we think it was a gallbladder attack. Throwing up in the car for three hours ain't my cup of thankful tea. And to be weak and in pain for the remainder of the weekend downright stunk.

But today...I am good, I still have a gallbladder, and for that I am thankful.

2009-11-29T21:03:00.001-08:00

Holy moly, it's been a long time since I've been here. So much has been happening over here and now it's the first day of Advent already! I went underground to get things done with a visit from my mom. I've been fighting sickness again and again. I've been working on keeping everyone in check and being where they're supposed to be. So, it sounds like just about every one of my friends with busy lives.

I'm so very happy to say that my husband is now officially a certified EMT- after three months of no husband on Tuesdays or Saturdays I am so happy to have him back. It is so very hard to stay on track and organized and regenerated while sailing the ship on your own. Single moms- you're darn tough.

And on a completely different note, Old Navy has a fun Rock Band set up to entertain your children (when they can get the drum sticks away from mommy) while you shop. Here's a photo of one singer, two drummer and some seriously bad music.

Up and At 'Em

2009-11-11T08:47:00.000-08:00

The alarm went off this morning at 4:50 am. Ouch.
39 degrees, wearing bike shorts and a super cold car. Double ouch.

But here's the good news. I LOVED teaching a spinning class early and getting a killer workout in at the crack of dawn. What a way to begin the day- dripping sweat and done by 6:30.

Wednesday might be my new favorite day. You have a good one, too.

PS Many blessings and thanks to all the vets out there. Thank you!

Sutra

2009-11-08T18:03:00.000-08:00

I went to dinner the other night to celebrate a running friend's birthday at a vegan restaurant in Seattle. I won't drop the overused "amazing" although that would fit perfectly. This intimate, cozy and unique restaurant was such a treat. You have to check out the menu, whether you're a veg or not- it's the bomb.

It's Good to Go Out

2009-11-08T17:56:00.001-08:00

Even if you don't win the golden ticket or get to bid on the trip to Hawaii that you want. It's good to put on a dress and drink champagne even if you have laryngitis and feel like a recycle bin. It's good to escape the daily chaos for a few hours with your honey even if the Sea Bass makes you run to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Yes, I really did have fun.

Date Day

2009-11-08T17:40:00.000-08:00

I love outings with a singleton. My son and I took advantage of a beautiful day together and went to a fancy lunch and headed into the city. I was going to surprise him with renting a kayak and heading out on the lake. But my poor planning backfired on me- they don't rent out boats from November to January. Dang it.

So instead we walked hand in hand by the water, climbed some walls and headed to the nearby mall to window shop and get a melt in your mouth cookie.

Wanna know how well this date went? I got about three hundred and sixty two "THANK YOU's" on our way home. Now on to the next kid.

Down

2009-10-30T10:19:00.000-07:00

What could be a bigger bummer than laying on the couch the day before Halloween feeling as if you're gonna blow any second?? "We're" home sick today. I know "we're" sick because there are totally fun festivities at school today that "we" just can't get to. I've never had a sick child for Halloween- what, oh what, will we do if we miss it?

And by the way, James and Giant Peach is a really freaky movie.

Bootcamp, Sleep Style

2009-10-29T08:12:00.000-07:00

I would so much prefer teaching a good solid boot camp workout instead of what we're enduring over here. My child turned four last week. Four is so far away from the usual sort of boot camp that we're doing. Typically bleary-eyed moms and dads do this with babies and here we are years later...

Last night was our second night of hour after hour reassuring a small person with outrageous fears that all is well and that he needs to stay in his bed. I took night one, last night was daddy's turn. Daddy reported that he and the worry wort were awake from one am to four am. Ouch.

So you can imagine the amount of whining and frustration both the little one and mommy will have today. It's going to get better. It's going to get better. It's going to get better.

Right?!*
Launching rockets off the stairs in jammies. I think we'll skip swim lessons this morning and stay low- in jammies all morning long.

*Update: Night number three has been the worst so far. I may crash and burn big time today.

Gearing Up

2009-10-27T21:21:00.000-07:00

A major rager fifth grade party last Saturday got us trying out the costume. And she said her boots looked like garbage bags....come on.

I Heart Fall

2009-10-20T20:48:00.001-07:00

I get seriously bummed at the end of summer. It must be our location and the fear of dark, gray days. And then I remember just how perfect the fall is- short and sweet.

Last weekend a very smart family from school found a nearby pumpkin patch to host a carving party. From trick or treats in the hay loft of the barn to the jumpy jumps to the candle lit garden (doesn't it just look like the Secret Garden??), we enjoyed our afternoon immensely.

Fall, I love ya!

The Human Calculator

2009-10-17T07:39:00.001-07:00

Have you heard of this guy, Scott Flansburg? He's noted as the Human Calculator for a reason. The math maniac can tell you what day it was on any given date in history. He can quickly tabulate any problem you give him. He is serious about teaching math and even more serious that math can be easy for everyone. When I'm done with this book...I'll be able to help my fifth grader with homework! ;)

Rainy Days

2009-10-17T07:19:00.000-07:00

This is what it looks like on a rainy afternoon at our house.

A soon to be four year old insisting he can read chapter books. (Because Hank is really funny).

You don't actually need rain to find this girl curled on the couch reading but those Legos in the background will tell you that there have been hours of building while stuck inside.

The Force Will Definitely Be With Us

2009-10-12T13:07:00.000-07:00

I have to admit, my children are junkies. It started over the summer and it hasn't died down one bit. All three of them are obsessed. In fact there will be a Leia, Luke and Darth out and about in full costume this Halloween. We will be celebrating our little guy's birthday tomorrow -can you even imagine their excitement when we go see this one night event? (You must click on the link and watch this clip!)

So Long

2009-10-09T13:08:00.000-07:00

Do you know how long I've waited for this sticker? Almost four years ago we gave in to better judgement and bought a treadmill. Why? Because I was having a baby and I didn't want to look like it. So as soon as little bear made his way to our house, I plugged in the machine and started to go. Not long after, I excitedly ran into the kitchen to announce to the chef that I had just ran (more like slowly jogged) five whole miles. "Great job" said the handsome cook. "I know" I added, "and someday...I'm gonna train for a marathon!"

Well, training came and went. Injuries have come and gone and came again. But I did it. Cross that one right off the list because I DID IT. But you know what? I want to do it again. And again. And all these people in my life think I'm ignorant and nuts to keep injuring myself but the truth is- I love to run. I love to race. It's an awesome, awesome feeling. And hopefully one I won't have to wait months to feel again.

I have admitted already that I shouldn't have tried to run injured. It was stupid, it caused a lot more damage. But think about how many souls over those 26.2 miles I offered up that suffering for. So while I recover from a mysterious pelvic pain, I am going to try to focus on the good (really hard for my type). I'm going to remember I'm blessed to be able to do this. To reflect on how much I adored Portland. To know that I accomplished something big (why oh why can't that be enough?) and to of course realize that I am capable of so much more than I ever knew.

In A Crowd

2009-10-02T13:16:00.000-07:00

Last week was our big kids first CYO (Catholic Youth Organization) cross country meet. They did their runner-wanna-be mommy proud. (I'm a wanna-be until I complete my first full marathon- it's self-inflicted this title, don't ask). So, clueless as I am, I was informed that Bill Gates was walking around this meet with his son. No helicopters, no security, no fanfare- just a dad cheering on his kid.

Wow, I thought, that's pretty cool but then again I wouldn't know Bill Gates in a crowd, let a lineup. So with people like me around I guess his cover is pretty safe.

Mine is on the right- just like her mom, she doesn't want anyone stealing her thunder in the end.

Pears, Huh?

2009-09-30T14:21:00.000-07:00

I've been trying to figure out what kind of weird apple tree is on our new property...It finally came to me at the fruit stand up the street yesterday- those aren't apples. I sure have a lot to learn- like now what to do with the bags and bags full of these things.

Brotherly Breakfast

2009-09-28T12:10:00.001-07:00

Sissy was gone all weekend camping and so these two bonded. Sometimes a change in family dynamic brings out the best. Or maybe it's just the big finger.

Fall Fog

2009-09-25T22:06:00.001-07:00

Fall brings such gorgeous color in this part of the world and also many foggy mornings. The way the trees can barely be seen for the first few hours of the morning is one of my favorite things.

"I'm NOT Joining Band"

2009-09-25T21:56:00.001-07:00

And then the trumpet came home. I'm not sure what changed her very firm opinion about learning an instrument but when asked, "Why trumpet?" her answer...
"Mom, my favorite book".

Le renard et l'enfant

2009-09-10T13:00:00.000-07:00

What a pleasant surprise in our red Netflix envelope...The Fox and Child was by far one of the most beautiful films I've seen. The scenery, the story (or lack of- it's more of a documentary film) and one of the cutest little girls ever. Go get it.

Sloughy Morning

2009-09-10T12:42:00.000-07:00

It was simply too beautiful to go home this morning after the school drop so my little cranky companion and I grabbed coffee shop gear and headed to the Mercer Slough. I thought some nature would help lift his funk.

Although we didn't get far on our trail, we did breathe deeply, stop to look at many wonders and pretend some silly stuff. Less grumpy? Yep. And not only did we accomplish lifting spirits (nature/exercise will always do that) but I found some plans for my dream home. All of the buildings in the education center are sustainable and green and beautifully designed. Now I just need to find a piece of land, teach one bazillion cycling classes and buy some land so that I, too, can grow plants on my roof!

One Week Down

2009-09-09T08:42:00.000-07:00

Back to school has been busy. Real busy. And for the most part, it's been great. There is one particular second grader who just didn't "feel" like going this morning and one fifth grader who does not care for homework but I think they will get get with the program soon. I remember as a teacher that it takes a good few weeks to feel like it all flows right. Plus these little people are tired. Totally normal.

And so the question of the day is...why is my house not clean and why are there still mountains of laundry? I thought kids in school meant mom could be wonder woman?? Enough clicking here- today the house will be clean!

Scholarly Gifts

2009-09-01T09:20:00.000-07:00

A very wise lady taught me this summer how to make spritzers using essential oils. I am in love! A lovely little gift to someone else or even to yourself can be put together inexpensively and quickly.

I'm so very excited that the big kids are going back to school for the first time in two years TOMORROW! It's not that I'm excited they're leaving. I am thrilled that they are going into such a great environment. So the teacher in me got busy putting together a little sumpin for a first day gift.

Pep Talk Spritzers- when you need a little pick me up.
*Essential oils
*Witch Hazel
*Filtered Water
*Small bottles- I used 4ozs

I bought this Pep Talk blend premade at the health food store, but you could make your own using peppermint and orange essential oils. In a 4oz bottle found at many craft or health food stores for about $2.50, mix 2 tbsp. witch hazel with 10 tbsp. filtered water. Add 5-6 drops of oil. And here's where you can get crafty- make it with lavender and chamomile for bedtime. Combine rosewood, nutmeg, lavender, and sweet orange to relieve tension. Stop a headache with basil exotic, clary sage, lavender extra, and peppermint. You could make a bunch of spritzers for a healthy way to freshen the house, the car and you!

The boxes were from Michael's and were two for a dollar. We also forced ourselves into the chocolate shop for some treats to add- certainly not for us! ;)

Many, Many Thanks

2009-09-01T09:16:00.000-07:00

Lourdes and Lisa knew I was having a very rough August. Of course they knew that, I called them crying my eyes out. And what did they do? What any great friend does, they sent me a classic St. Rita- my "go to" saint. Saint of the impossible. Thank you, ladies, I sure do love you!

Playdates Skype-Style

2009-09-01T09:10:00.000-07:00

Technology at it's finest. A playdate yesterday afternoon with some Las Vegas friends- can you even imagine what their children will be doing?

Onward

2009-08-30T06:14:00.000-07:00

Our college friends paid us a quick visit this weekend (sans Jill who got to go play in Chicago) so we took an impromptu hike at Cougar Mountain (yes, there are cougar and bear and who knows what else). Six little ones trailblazing is an awesome site. That is until you get about two miles in- downhill, and realize that you need to go back out-uphill. And can you even believe that after all that they were still running wild through the house?

Setting out- I love that two year olds hike with accessories.

Josh and Rob. I told Rob to leave that shirt at my house...I can't find it.

Dang that this picture is blurry. The two littlest ones went on a shirtless strike. There were some tired papas.

Last Week Fun

2009-08-26T07:57:00.001-07:00

I've been sitting in such disorganization it's killing me. Boxes still all over. Piles and piles accumulating. Moving really takes a toll on a person who requires a sense of flow and a place for everything. Especially renting a house on the market, but that's a whole other story.

So with less than a week to go before school starts, I decided to look away from the mess and take the kids on an outing. We hit the Seattle Science Center to watch the Under the Sea in 3D but minutes after grabbing our glasses, seats and popcorn- the movie broke. Bummer. Instead we ran around the museum and since the rainy morning turned into a beautiful afternoon- we played outside at the fountain. I'm glad we hit the road because there were lots of smiles and laughing, maybe even some learning (but don't tell them that).

Can't Like It

2009-08-25T09:12:00.000-07:00

For years we grown ups in my family have quoted my niece in saying, "I can't like it" whenever the mood of discord strikes. I am on on day ten (that's more than a week, people) of no dishwasher. This thingymabobby broke and the part was ordered but hasn't arrived yet.

To my husband, this is no biggie. He never had one growing up. But to me- washing up after all the continuous mess...I for sure can't like it.

Summer Faves

2009-08-22T07:23:00.001-07:00

Besides all the berries, summer veggies rock in my world, too. One of my all time favorite messy summer treats are veggie chips. Our previous landlord loaded us up with zucchini and beets so a little slicing some olive oil and sea salt and we're good to go. (How I would have loved to throw some jicama in...)

In our new house, we have a garbage bin for food waste like the contents of my blue bowl. Anyone know where I can get a little counter top storage bin for food so I'm not constantly trekking the bowl outside??

Jetty Jaunt

2009-08-22T07:07:00.000-07:00

We got invited to spend our day with friends yesterday on Jetty Island, about forty minutes north from us. Although we have had sunshiney warm weather all week, yesterday was not an island day. But we made the best of it and enjoyed the sucking of the earth as as we walked out far on the low tide as well as playing in the sand and building a wood home. The man made island has absolutely nothing on it, even the bathroom is a floating thingy near the dock (not even running water!)

Tri-ing It Out

2009-08-17T07:18:00.000-07:00

Races in hindsight are always a blast for me. But the yesterday's Danskin Tri was more than fun in hindsight- I enjoyed every single minute of it. The weather couldn't have been more perfect- did you hear me yell "I LOVE SEATTLE!" on the floating bridge coming back from Mercer Island? Did you see the smile pasted all over my face as I came through the crowds? Did you happen to notice I got too caught up in the hoopla that I missed my wave? Oops. So my time was turtle-esque but a girl has gotta start somewhere.

And of course, I can't wait to do it again! Thank you to my family for enduring a very long weekend of tri stuff with me. ;)

Lake Joy

2009-08-11T13:00:00.001-07:00

This weekend my relay team met up to celebrate. Days leading up to this event were hot as blazes but come party day...brrr. Still we had lots of fun. Most of us got in the water- some of us after 9pm and in rare form! Yep, we had a good time.

Outdoor Arroz

2009-08-11T12:45:00.000-07:00

Before the rains started in Sunday night we headed outside for a little arroz con pollo. Not the best batch (Lourdes, Josh said you would be ashamed) but the atmosphere helped. I am going to miss summer nights for sure. The sun is already going down much earlier than just a month ago. Some leaves are falling on the deck, too. We better take advantage of the outdoor meals while we can, right?

New Digs

2009-08-07T13:45:00.000-07:00

It feels like years since I blogged last. Moving takes a physical and emotional toll on me. My blogging life began when we moved to Washington, to the farm as we called it. My life changed dramatically from the Las Vegas desert to wet country. We began homeschooling on the farm. We set out on a new era together, as a family- no friends, no familiarity, no connections. Nearly two years later and it was time to say goodbye to that special place we adored so. There were many tears and a few doubts as if we'd done the right thing.

But a week into our new place, it feels like it's gonna be okay. Our life will change again. The kids will begin Catholic school next month, I'm picking up part time work instructing at the gym, and we are accessible to so much that was always a trek before. There is the charm of small town life missing as we're all still working on hearing airplanes and noises of life outside that we're just not used to. There are all those boxes to still open. There is still furniture to put back together. But these digs will suit our family just fine. Here's to a happy home for home is what we make it.

The Countdown

2009-07-27T07:35:00.000-07:00

My last Monday morning out the kitchen window. I'm gonna miss this place.

Cooling Off

2009-07-27T07:27:00.000-07:00

Temps hit the 90's yesterday and we Washingtonians have no A/C. A house, while packing it all up, gets very uncomfortable in the late afternoon so we hit the river. Isn't it ironic we've been here 22 months and have yet to jump in the river right outside our house until it's time to leave?

Ragnar; A Smashing Good Time

2009-07-27T06:31:00.000-07:00

Wow, what a weekend. I like to keep busy but this is kind of busy has no adjective. Friday was a beautiful (and HOT) day to start the relay up at the border.Me and Janet waiting for our runner to come by -very spirited at Birch Bay, maybe annoyingly so.

The race got off to a good start- we were all running well even in the high temps, our pace was fast, we were having fun. We even got to go out for burgers after the first leg and relax.
Me and Janet at about 9pm thinking we might get some rest. Do we look like we're ready to sleep? We were worse than ten year olds at a sleepover.

The second leg was a bit more turbulent. My portion of the leg began about midnight and very shortly there after- it came to a crashing demise.

I was nervously cracking jokes about my van not leaving me alone too long with all the pervs out and all (really, there were none but when I get nervous, I kid). Vans can leap frog a night runner but they can't stay next to them for safety reasons. I headed out the street and under a viaduct- it was pitch black so I adjusted my headlamp only to find that I lost all perception of the road and CRASH- down I went. Down, off the road, into some gravel. I can't tell you how startled I was to have hit so hard. I jumped up and not knowing what to do, began to limp ahead. When my van caught up to me I gave them the report, "I'm hurt, I'm bloody and my ankle is bad". And just because I don't quit, I continued the rest of the four miles completely aware that I'd done something quite stupid.One of the many boo boos.

The remainder of the night I iced and popped ibuprofen until we arrived at the stop jut past the Deception Pass bridge on Whidbey Island. About 3am we pulled out our sleeping bags and joined hundreds of bodies in the state park surrounded by the trees. We had a full two hours to get some sleep and it felt so good to lie down and stretch. Literally seconds later a very bright flash went off followed by a boom and all you could hear was a sea of groans as tired runners schlepped back to their vans with their bags. A nice storm followed that kept us all stuck in the very odoriferous van.
The view at 5am at the Deception Pass State Park-storm had passed and the sun was just ready to get up.

About 5am I realized I couldn't run my last leg that morning. Heck, I could hardly get to the honeybucket. I have awesome teammates and one amazing one, in particular, ran for me. (Thank you, Andy!)
Andy, sleeping with his beer. A quick nap is much deserved for him!

So we finished, I saw the medic, determined the ankle was sprained, the hip bruised and got the gravel out of my elbow, got a shower and headed to the party at the end. I'm bummed that I'm injured because this is a very busy week for us and I still need to be training for the next races coming up. Hurt or not, I still had a blast and of course, I'll be back next year. (Perhaps with a few more lights!)

Ragnar Time

2009-07-24T06:28:00.001-07:00

I'm leaving here shortly to embark on this insanity again. Last year I was so full of anxiety to leave with a group of strangers. No so much the case this year, I know a few people in my van, I know sorta what to expect, and my mind is oh so preoccupied with moving next week that I can't focus on nerves.

I am looking forward to different scenery this year- I'm in Van 1 which means I start at the beginning in Blaine, WA (at the border of Canada). Which means I need to get an earlier start to meet my van for the drive up there. Which means I gotta go! See you all Sunday, bleary eyed and slap happy.

A Little Red in the Face

2009-07-23T07:44:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was one of those epic long summer days. Too much in and out of the house with mud tracks to follow. Too many minor disasters (using mommy's rosary to "unlock" the bathroom door and incidentally scratching the tar out of the paint one week prior to moving out is NOT okay). Blackberry juice on the floor, on the clothes, on the walls...yep, one of those days.

You have to know that I am trying to finish packing and at the same time trying to clean out our rental so having kids in the mix goes against all my efforts. That being said, I escaped the house with the children plus a friend after dinner to head to the library. Finally out of the house, no more damage could happen, right?

Uh uh. Walking through the parking lot into the library, I heard a watermelon smash against the concrete. Silence behind me. In slow motion I turned to see my little guy on the ground, head against the curb. Then screaming. Oh no.

I did what any mom would do- the scoop, the hug, rearranged his long locks to find the big bump. Then I ran back to the car with the screamer in my arms and called Josh who was working at the firehouse.

"Joey hit his head across the street, can you run me over an ice pack?"

Less than one minute later the truck and aid car pull in with the entire department on duty. Do you know what color I turned? Fire engine red, indeed.

"I thought I just asked for an ice pack?" I squeaked.

Small town living, even if it's only for 6 more days, is very comforting. And for Joey? He's okay. One more lump to chalk up in his three year old life and one more story for his mama.

Campy

2009-07-20T07:11:00.000-07:00

Our entire house smells like a campfire. Six loads into the wash, I still have several to go. But it's worth it. The smells, the dirt, the sand. Even the aggravation of being about an hour or so into our trip and getting called by the dog boarder telling us to come back and pick up our dog (which we DID NOT) was worth it.

For three nights we slept by the ocean which means we got to listen to crashing waves all night long. It's the most beautiful sound... next to your children (on a good day, I mean). And the sand, so soft and warm- felt fantastic for a few daily runs. However, the runs itself were great but the being sweaty with no shower and not being able to warm up afterward was the pits. I spent hours with numb and tingly fingers at the fireside, what is it with this running addiction?

I went to the ocean in expectation to fully relax and rejuvenate, so why do I feel even more tired than before I left?? Oh yeah, it's worth that, too.

Natural Remedies

2009-07-15T05:25:00.000-07:00

There is almost too much going on in life right now. Camping this weekend, a twenty-four hour relay next week and then moving to a new house. Between packing and cleaning baseboards and cabinets, there is triathlon training, marathon training and teaching cycling classes. Oh yes, then there is regular, everyday stuff with children, a husband, a dog that runs away every time the door is left open and groceries to be bought. So what I'm saying is that last night's outing was much needed to forget about the looming list.

Throwing together some chicken salad and heading to a nearby lake is just the way I needed to spend the end of a long day.

Holistically Happy

2009-07-14T08:12:00.000-07:00

My friend hosted a long anticipated holistic day at her house yesterday. Diana, who is packing up her life and headed out on a year long trek across the country with her family, shared all her tricks. She taught us how to make kombucha, sourdough, homemade lotions and room spritzers, all about essential oils and flowers, and even some cranial sacral techniques that we can practice at home. I came home with a scooby in a jar to start my kombucha, sourdough starter, a bottle of lavendar lotion, a spritzer filled with immune building oils, a list of books that I want and tons of wisdom (like how to use my hands to stop a child's fever).

Am I a lucky girl, or what?!

Wednesday Night Wussy

2009-07-09T07:11:00.000-07:00

I haven't been to track night in a year. Track night is put on by my running club and a husband/wife team have a new agenda each week. But each week it's hard- there is no getting around it. I'm not a speed racer by any means but I believe I can become one if I just play nice with these track monsters.

I'm not a Wednesday night wussy because of my speed or because my lungs ring out a four-alarm fire two laps in...I am a complete and utter wuss when it comes to other people's spit. (On a lonely long run, I can spit like a pro. In a bush. With no one watching. Secret's out.) These guys must have had a lugey contest last night and I'm still cringing thinking about it. Lap after lap, it never failed- that disgusting snorty sound, the head turning looking to see if there were an open window, and whap! Splat.

Now no spittle ever landed on my person but being so close totally freaked me out. Is this a seasonal allergy thing? Is it the speed these maniacs are running? Will this go on all summer? Is this proper track etiquette?

I have full intentions of being a regular Wednesday night girl to train for Portland in the fall- but come on, can we show a little couth?

Blubs Are In

2009-07-08T07:08:00.000-07:00

Fully meaning to get more raspberries yesterday, we found out they were closed for the day for ripening. Bummer.

Lucky for us we found out blueberries were ready and just up the street. Blueberries have been by far the easiest to pick. They fall right off the vine into your hand. And if I thought we ate a lot of strawberries and raspberries after those pickings...let's just say our blueberry basket may have been a few pounds lighter when we got home.

Summer Faves

2009-07-06T07:43:00.001-07:00

On a last minute whim my daughter and I jumped into the car late yesterday afternoon for an all girl adventure. (That means we told the boys we had stuff to do an ran quick before too many questions).

With no photos to document, we had the best time. We rented a kayak at the lake and paddled around to check out the bald eagle the size of my three year old. The blue heron rookery was super cool, too- to be right under a heron as it dives for a fish is an awesome sight. And we rode the waves of boats and jet skiers while like professional surfers.

We were soaked at the end of our adventure so we took in some laps to train for our upcoming sprint triathlons. Okay, I took in laps while my little fish let me know she no longer wants to do the kids' tri. "I don't like the swimming part" she said, "or the biking" she added. Alrighty then, that saves thirty bucks off our summer racing line up.

The whole way home we talked about our favorite parts- was it the bog of plants we got tangled in or going out far past the buoys? I can't remember what we decided but I do know it was an evening I'll treasure for a long time.

And what a surprise to come home to this-

Our neighbors went crabbing and brought us home a little treat. What a way to end the weekend.

Fourth Fun

2009-07-06T07:32:00.000-07:00

I uploaded my photos from the fourth and have to admit- we look like one wild and wacky group. From my middle man learning how to set the timer on my Canon...
To the boy who beat his glow sticks mercilessly to the beat of the band (no wonder there was glow stuff all over him!)...
To the self proclaimed "king of the fourth of July party" out to see his first fireworks show....
We got home close to midnight- enough time to listen to the neighborhood pops go for a few more hours. I hope you and yours got some sleep last night!

Forty-Five

2009-07-04T06:40:00.000-07:00

Have a sparky anniversary, mom and dad! xoxox

July's Picks

2009-07-03T07:18:00.000-07:00

Wednesday commenced raspberry picking which means off to the store for more canning jars. And last nights' warmed berries over ice cream. And berry scones this morning. And many smoothies to come.

They reminded me of candy gumdrops hanging on the vine. And just like the strawberries, many were tasted before hitting that basket.

My little Las Vegas natives found it "too hot" in the 80 degree sunshine so they retreated to the shade while mama picked. My middle man took this very cool pic- I have no idea who belongs to that hand but I love it.

Fewer Calories, More Life?

2009-07-01T07:48:00.001-07:00

I've mentioned before that I am not an Oprah worshipper, I mean follower. But as I flipped through channels on my bike yesterday I stopped only because I wanted to hear what Dr. Oz was saying. It was nutrition related so it caught my attention.

Do you know about this calorie restriction stuff? Apparently it has the Benjamin Button effect- by restricting your caloric intake, your vital organs actually grow younger. Huh?! They had a few people on who follow this lifestyle and eat roughly 1900 cals a day. They claimed that they have never felt better, healthier or more energized. You can read more about here.

And I'm super curious...can you maintain this eating plan and train for a marathon?

Sundays in Summer

2009-06-29T06:34:00.000-07:00

Feeling a little Martha Stewartishy, we ate out last night in this picture perfect setting. (Not my sewing table by any means- just the background). If you ever pick up Sunset magazine, you must try the luau recipes. Coconut and lime shrimp, papaya and avocado salad...they're really good. And we were going to make the pineapple drop martinis but the liquor store was closed, darn it.

My in laws are sadly en route home today. My mother in law has us about half packed and all pictures down, holes spackeled and cleaned, and in GOOD shape. What a relief to still have a month left in this house and be so ready to go. She also got us to lighten our load big time which feels insanely good. We have scaled down clothes, shoes, trinkets, etc. Her wise advice to the mom who keeps every single thing from her children and her own childhood? Pick a few things and let. it. go.

I feel about ten pounds lighter. Thank you, Yanceys!

Run Like You Stole Something

2009-06-29T05:58:00.001-07:00

Looking a little worn.

Oh man that was a fun and exhausting event. Saturday's Rock n Roll was so spectacularly smooth and organized, it couldn't have been any better. I have joked that the organizers of the race probably could have handled the hurricane Katrina disaster in a more efficient manner. I mean seriously, to have over 25,000 people all taken care of is a big feat. The only thing that drove me a little nutty was having to bob and weave through the sea of people to try and get my numbers. But with some fancy footwork and one near trip-n-fall, I did it! I made it under two hours (1 hr, 56 min) which was my goal.

My top ten favorites of the day:
1. There were enough honeybuckets for everyone- no line was long (unless you stood in the line at the first smattering of blue).
2. The crowd was awesome- especially the girl on Lake Washington that had the table of "free beer" set up in Spongebob dixie cups. That got an audible laugh from me.
3. The guy at about mile 11 holding the 'run like you stole something sign' made me think, "I'm trying, I'm trying but I think I'm busted". There came a point of sucking wind and pain and I so wanted it to end.
4. The AMAZING weather made running over the bridge and into the city an all time favorite. Have you seen Seattle on a clear blue day? The water and the green blows my mind. Especially seeing it from running through the streets- we felt like we owned the place.
5. Coming through the finish line still wearing my full marathon bib (they never changed it to switch to the half!!) and hearing the announcer question if I was a very fast finisher. Okay, that was fun but embarrassing. I'm no Kenyan.
6. The sweet, sweet young man who draped the foil blankie over me as I began to shiver. Bless his heart, it felt so good.
7. The girls at the complimentary beer garden who looked at me sadly over the fence as I waited for Josh to get his free beer. "Don't worry, you will be in here soon enough" they said. "Oh! No, no, no- they wouldn't let me in without my ID". I told them. God bless them for their looks of surprise when I told them I was 37.
8. The woman at the coffee shop afterward who had just run a very quick full marathon and then sat down with a smile on her face to nurse her new baby. Wow!
9. My chocolate milk. Never finish a race without it.
10. And lastly, going to bed early on Saturday. Exhausted but feeling really, really good to know that this week of busyness was done. And done well.
Josh and I in front of Qwest Field where the Seahawks and Sounders play. So happy to be done.

My Fifteen Minutes

2009-06-26T05:56:00.000-07:00

of fame...

What a surprise this week to get a message from the sports reporter at the Seattle Times. He was looking for the "average" runner set to race in the Inaugural Seattle Rock n Roll Marathon this Saturday.

"Should I take offense to being called average"? I asked my husband.
"Nah" he replied. "Do it and have fun".

So just like that, the interview was done, and the photographer came out to the house to catch me on a run. And you'll never believe that in the course of just a few minutes we figured out we both graduated from the same high school in Palatine, Illinois. So we had to digress from lights and cameras and talk all about Durty Nellies, the best little Irish pub where me and many others welcomed twenty-one. I swear, this world is a very, very small one.

So here's the article- know that the reporter was being very gracious. I'm only an average mom.

Daddy's Day Dance

2009-06-22T07:19:00.000-07:00

We celebrated Dad's Day with a dance recital which was really touching in the finale when all the little sweet girls yelled, "Happy Father's Day!".

Hard to believe yet another recital is under our ballet belt and with lessons over, summer is officially here. (Even if it's cold and rainy!)

Dunkin' Daddy

2009-06-22T07:05:00.000-07:00

"Throw the ball at daddy", we yelled. So he did. Not at the target but at daddy. Have you ever seen a three year old that won't take the three-ball-shot lightly? He grabbed more balls out of the lady's hand and carried on. Sometimes it's really embarrassing being a mommy.

Actually Josh preferred being in the water. It was warmer for sure. And it probably felt good after running in the Fall City Day's race that morning. Incidentally, I got my best time on a 10K (51 min) and loved that while I was finishing the last mile, the people that came in first were coming out for another lap around the course. How is it that I can run my fastest and still feel slow?

Forget the Night Light

2009-06-20T06:44:00.000-07:00

Walking past the little guy's room last night I had to do a double-take. And then get my camera.

Do your people go to bed with accessories, too?

A Buck a Pound

2009-06-17T07:01:00.000-07:00

Not a bad deal, huh? We picked twenty one pounds and ate probably the same at the u-pick yesterday. And you won't believe who was there- the soup nazi's cousin, the strawberry nazi. She barked where we could pick and yelled when we wandered into someone else's row. This is very serious stuff, you see. We were all so incredibly naughty cracking jokes and sneaking out of bounds. It felt good to be such a deviant picker.

And when all the mischief was over, it was home to wash off the many, many a berry. Then dry and cut off the tops- what a job.

Today will be jam day when we'll all get intoxicated by the sugary sweet smells and swear off ever eating another strawberry again.

Number Eight

2009-06-17T06:52:00.001-07:00

I officially hate eight....

I tried all day long to win a trip to Dublin to go see my boys play and drink Guiness in a pub. You may be familiar with this already but our radio station here had UTuesday- you had to listen for a U2 song and be caller number ten. Easy enough, I heard every single one. And called every single time.

And what did I get? Yep. Instead of the constant busy signal I heard- ring, ring...

Hello 103.7 the Mountain.
OH MY GOSH! AM I CALLER NUMBER TEN?!?!?
NO, you're number eight, try again. Click.

To get so close to that blarney stone would have been magnificent.

Bears Going Techno

2009-06-16T07:32:00.000-07:00

Arriving home from a little night walk my little guy says to me-

"Mom! I forgot to bring my camera so we could skype with the bears!"

No, we didn't see any bears last night but had we....that would be a great new invention.

Grandma Quail

2009-06-16T07:17:00.001-07:00

Grandma is here and we love when she is. The house is cleaner, the kids are happier, outings are more fun and you get to wear cool, matching quail hats. (You'd have to know that quails live all around my mom and dad in Arizona and they make really cute sounds. I guess it helps to know also that my mom's name is Gayle- need I explain more??)

We hit the strawberry fest this weekend and although we had lots of fun, I can't get over my disappointment of no strawberry u-pick this year. The floods in January took their toll. Big time bummer. But fear not, strawberry jam seeking friends- we're trying our luck elsewhere today. Somewhere not on a river. Finally tall enough to work this bike!My little guy grabbed all the ducks on his ride claiming they were for dinner. I've never had duck before and I don't think I'm ready yet.
First pony ride and the major complaint was that his chin strap was too tight and he couldn't talk to the girl walking the horse. What a boy!

In Your Face Mama

2009-06-12T07:13:00.001-07:00

There was too much requesting of computer and Wii games yesterday from one of my people. I blew a short fuse and commanded all small people outdoors while I paid bills. If you knew how beautiful the area in which we are surrounded truly is, you too would find it hard to believe that children didn't long to be outside. Anyway, off they stomped while commenting, "There's NOTHING to do..."

From the window I hollered, "Ride your bike, shoot baskets, climb a tree, build a fort, find snakes, play catch, find SOMETHING and stay out!"

Whether out of spite or enthusiasm, they got serious about the adventure and set up camp far out in the field. My middle man came running in to get a pair of clothes that he would wear after "bathing in the creek". And they were going to sleep not in a tent, just in a sleeping bag on the ground. Meals were to be served out yonder. He was also soaking pine leaves in the sun because they're full of vitamin c and quite tasty, too. There was much more to the plan - but all I could think about were coyotes, bears, and creatures that bite.

So here they are at 9:30 last night, finding it difficult to fall asleep amidst the neighbor's volleyball game, the birds going to bed, someone chopping wood, and no stars out yet. (We got them to compromise and sleep closer to home and on air mattresses).

And just as expected, two came in and one stayed out. In your face, mama. I hope he decided to live with his family once again.

She's So Plastic

2009-06-12T07:01:00.000-07:00

Remember, if you can, a song in the 80's that had that line? She's so plastic... was it from Valley Girl? It's about the time that plastic went crazy- late 70's, early 80's. Recently on a beach walk, I had a discussion with a naturalist (not the kind that eat only raw foods but the ones who are trained to teach beach stuff) about what plastics are doing to our society. It was deep, let me tell you.

An article I read this morning has this former valley girl with thyroid disease like freaking out about plastic.

Happy to be Green

2009-06-11T07:14:00.001-07:00

I am a lucky girl...I got my new funky-colored Ipod and I gotta admit- I love it. My honey downloaded my study guide for my ACE certification so now I run to anatomy, kinesiology and the neuromuscular system. I can't say that's a hugely inspirational running aid, but hey I'm killing two birds here.

Night Swinging

2009-06-10T07:18:00.000-07:00

I am a big fan of REM and love the song Nightswimming. This song played in my head over and over as I watched my little man swing quietly in the sunset last night.

Holy Cow

2009-06-10T07:17:00.000-07:00

Jack's going home. It's about time, too!

To The Ground

2009-06-08T07:21:00.000-07:00

I have always been one to cram as much into a weekend as humanly possible. If I were to spend the day reading a book on the couch I would feel as if it were completely wasted.

Well, I think I actually hit my limit this weekend. It was one of the busiest three days I've had in a very long time. The amount of running (both from one place to the next and in my tennis shoes through the streets) took it's toll.

Evidence of too much stuff? We went to our neighbors graduation party on Saturday night- which was fabulous. Great food, wine, a keg (haven't had keg beer since college), music, volleyball, badminton, frisbee, a roaring fire with s'mores, etc. We took the kids home for bed fully expecting to come back- that's what "normal" Heather would do. But instead as each and every single muscle in my body ached, I knew I couldn't make it. I was in bed by 9:30. And if that doesn't sound crazy, let me assure you it is. I never miss a party. I have been this way as long as I can remember. Snowed in New Year's Eve parties that I missed made me feel very sad and lonely. Oh and one year I had chicken pox for New Years -talk about misery. Truth is, I hate to miss out on anything- it's my pre-wiring.

So to go to bed while outside my window a party roared on was super out of context. But guess what? I survived. I slept and it was good. Maybe my built in personality can be tweaked after all. (But if you're having a 4th of July celebration, please send me an invite!!)

Buy Me Some Peanuts

2009-06-08T07:02:00.000-07:00

Our little slugger turned seven this weekend so we took him and his buddy out to the ballgame and bought him some peanuts.
My college roommate's son-they're three weeks apart, how cool is that? Even cooler that they have the same name but in reverse.

Happy Birthday, PJ, we all love you so much!

Testing the Theory

2009-06-03T21:43:00.000-07:00

I got this clip off of Maya's blog (which I love!)It's a recipe for no-knead bread, claiming it's so easy, even a six year old can do it. Well, the six year old did it. All by himself, he'd like me to add.