- Thursday I finished my crazy errands and then I told myself…I must nap. I set my phone for an hour and totally crashed. I slept until I wasn’t nauseous anymore. That ended up being an hour and a half.
By the time I woke up I had to be a grown up and figure out dinner.
If I were rich I’d so have a chef. That would be my splurge.
- I have a friend in Florida and a friend in St Thomas. It took awhile to hear from her but we finally did get the okay from my friend in St Thomas. The island was hit so hard the news was reporting concern for life was their highest priority. I’m over this whole hurricane thing. Climate change. Could we wrap our head around that please? She reported the hurricane was “terrifying”. She lost her entire roof. When they came out after (she has two kids…a teenager and a six year old) the power lines were in the street, the trees were down and there were refrigerators in the street. It was crazy. We’re really grateful she’s okay but there’s another one thinking about a follow up so we’re watching close.
- I have an acquaintance who decided to have a conversation on her page asking for education about Dreamers. She’s incredibly conservative. Her and her friends were quite judgmental and seemed to have one thing on their mind throughout the conversation. They seemed more upset about the legality of everything than whether or not these people were put in a situation they have no control over and are just trying to stay in the only life they’ve ever known. One of her friends seemed offended at the term “dreamers” like who are they to dream? We all have dreams for our kids…and so on… My reasonable darling friend popped on to say…no. dream. It’s an acronym. I don’t think they read. I think they just hear Fox news and get mad. #dreamers #DACA #bekind
- When you have a good hair day and you don’t want to run… #goodhairday
- Yesterday I went to Shrine of Cabrini with my friend and climbed the stairs~twice~in the terrible awful very bad smokey air. It was bad. I have good strong lungs, I can’t imagine how people are breathing in this with damaged lungs or asthma. My head started to really hurt by this evening and I totally blame the smoke. It’s feeling better but I credit the really expensive drugs. #allthestairs #prayerandexercise
We went to Morrison for Mexican food where she spent the lunch hour harassing me and laughing at me because I have a ridiculous amount of energy and she said she was laughing at my facial expressions. I don’t know what that meant but I’m going with good because that’s all I’ve got. Lunch was awesome except our server forgot we existed~twice~. TWICE. I’m usually fairly memorable so…that was bad. I ate my weight in chips and salsa. The whole meal. Just kept eating. It’s okay. You can judge me. I totally don’t mind. #dontjudgeme #Ineedmorechips
- Thursday’s workout:
I walked the dog for 2.5 miles
I did my yoga
climbed Shrine of Cabrini twice
- I am meeting another friend today and after that Sean and I are going to try and spend an hour or two together. He has some studying to do. I have work to do. I think we’re just looking for some down time. So much stress, he’s pretty worn out. Also…my yard needs to be mowed SO MUCH. That’s getting done for sure.
- If communication were a love language...it would be mine. In case you, too, were hopeful…it’s not.
They should fix that.
I’m pretty sure since all the books are out there, there’s this whole online thing going…it’s a huge industry you know… they probably don’t want to redo a language just because of my suggestion. Maybe it would be easier to just cross it out and make it the Six Love Languages.
Somehow I do not see that happening but it’s a fabulous idea because communication is an awesome love language.
My husband will not see me the entire day and if he sees me at 9pm he’s like…”Hey, wanna go see a movie?”
I think we’re dating.
Since my love language is actually affirmation I’d say it’s probably connected to communication. Just a thought. 😏
p.s. I do see that the last line of my paragraphs are disappearing into my gifs…I’m trying to fix it.
- I’m reading The Other Wes Moore by Wes Moore. I’m only about a quarter of the way into it so I don’t have any kind of a review except I am having a very difficult time walking away from it. I’ll keep you posted.
- I had to take my computer to the church yesterday for a presentation just in case they needed it and I didn’t want my whole life of windows on display for 30 or 40 people so I closed the twelve-something windows I have up I keep a lot of stuff open on my windows. Probably not wise to let people that far into my head. I know you’re all laughing at THAT right now. #toolittletoolate
- Wanna know where my head is most of the time? I keep Argan oil in my cupboard so I can grab it in the morning and at night for my skin. My face is very dry and it loves it. I keep a bottle of Vitamin D oil in my cupboard because being Celiac means my body doesn’t absorb minerals and vitamins so I take supplements besides my diet (foreshadowing!). My doctor wants me to take liquid Vitamin D for better absorption and its just kind of gross. It’s a dropper and it’s oily and it’s just really quite unappetizing. It’s brief so I suck it up and shoot it down quick. The other night I grabbed my vitamin D…closed my eyes and shot that oil stuff straight in while simultaneously realizing it was my Argan oil…yeah.
I think I’ll find somewhere else to put one of those bottles. I totally expect that to happen again.
- yesterday I worked on favor treats for my son’s rehearsal dinner. I think they came out pretty good for my first try…I made a test batch. His wedding is in a month.
Hastily done photography…It is late. It was 96* today and I had to keep putting it in the freezer to keep it workable.
They turned out pretty, didn’t they? Sean says they taste amazing so I think that’s a vote for them. No, they are not gluten free. I wore gloves and was VERY careful. I used kitchen wipes a lot and there was no flour all ~flyin’ in the air~ so they were easy to work with. They’re also chocolate so I couldn’t have them anyway. But they seriously look delicious. *note~ I have never once ever been tempted to eat gluten since my diagnosis. I’ve been bummed but not tempted* I used the recipe from All Things Simple and her directions were spot on. I love great recipe direction. Like I said before, I’m an average cook. I can follow direction and I can totally produce but there has to be good instruction and there can’t be ingredients I can only get in Zimbabwe.
When I finished I sent the photo to a couple people because look what I did!
I told you. Affirmation.
I am an open book.
- Ford Yates is a Photographer you Should be Following
- Seems to me a main reason people buy a house so they can freely have pets. Yes, there are other reasons but that’s a valid one. An honest disclosure, I love dogs and cats but am afraid of dogs so I love your dog…please keep him over there. I do have a dog. My Shiba is more afraid of me than I am of him most of the time so we have an understanding. My neighbors all have dogs. Three or four EACH. They all bark…ALL THE TIME> Two of the neighbors are new this month. One of them bought the house and they have little dogs. The other neighbors rent I’m pretty sure and they have three HUGE dogs. Big deep barking~ SO LOUD. I’m sitting here with my headphones on and I can hear it through my headphones. Malachi keeps trying to go outside and rest on his pillow and they bark at him so he comes back inside…lookin’ all sad.
We’re considering selling. It came up this morning. It’ll take some work. We’ve been waiting for a long time to get some stuff done on the house but kids took priority. Now I’d say we’re pretty done. Somewhere with a little land so a little space. Not too far out but we’re pretty done. We love this place. We love this neighborhood. Oh I love the neighborhood. I’ll be sad to leave. The barking though, it’s just too much. It has to be on the table.
- This morning I headed out to do 3.5 miles and somehow forgot to tell time. I don’t know what’s wrong with me but…my brain said I had plenty of time before church only to discover upon re-entering the house that I had to be at church in 30 minutes and there was no part of me that smelled like that should happen. Like…no.
We made it and were only 10 minutes late…
I hate being late.
- What I’m doing: Today I’m going to do a HIIT and it’s supposed to be hot as hell so who knows what else I’ll do. It was WAY too hot to incline this weekend (remember the 96*?) so I’d love to do that. We’ll see.
Also all the squats, pushups, planks and what not.
- As I was typing last night...I was also scratching scratching scratching. I took my second dose of Benadryl. I went out to run my list down and somewhere in the middle of it I had to stop at the grocery store clear across town and run inside for Benadryl. Standing in the store I did the “itching” dance. I was on fire. I had a small rash on my arms and everything hurt. I took an Allegra in the morning like I usually do but it didn’t help. I was a mess. Thank the Lord for antihistamines. Today I am much better.
I don’t look like this but I totally wiggle like this because this is my life.
- I took our friend Damon to the airport this morning…that’s why this is so late. And when I went to his house to pick him up (I’ve never been there before) I totally cracked up laughing. So…here is an idea of MY house…
NOT my house…just a random house I found on Zillow…but very similar
Pretty average. Ordinary suburban house.
Here is an idea of Damon’s house…
add a three car garage to the side and you might be there…freaking huge. The house is HUGE. I think you could put four of my houses in one of his. I laughed so hard. Turns out all of his friends have the same reaction. We’re close friends to Damon so we’re comfortable enough to say to him, “DUDE. you’re HOUSE is HUGE”. Rather than “what a lovely home you have” which I would say to frankly anyone else.
- I went looking for shoes last night and about five minutes after arriving at DSW I found them. The perfect shoes. My dream shoes. The shoes I’ve been looking for all my life. They’re beautiful. They’re comfortable. They were…THE shoes. I looked at the price and they were $49. Oh my gosh they were also reasonable. I couldn’t believe it. I continued to walk for another few minutes just in case but I finally thought…nope. I love them. Those are the shoes. So I went back to get them I grabbed the box at the top thus revealing the ACTUAL price of the KATE SPADE shoes I was in total and absolute dreamy love with…$149. Yeah…I missed that little “1” there…
Sadly..>I put the shoes back. I thought we were friends but no. My feelings were pretty hurt that Kate would turn on me like that but we were obviously not meant to be besties. If I win the lottery those shoes are MINE.
Below is a picture of a pair of her shoes that are similar. I can’t find the right ones online. They’re not suede, they’re plain black with cream straps instead and the heel is black GLITTER> Just enough glitter to be gorgeous and not too much to be ostentatious. ::swoon:: The heel wasn’t too high. They were sooo comfortable (I would expect nothing less for $150 shoes). In my next life maybe…(on a side note I had several women friends that tried very hard to “encourage” me to buy them anyway. We are our own worst enemy! saboteurs 😏
- My friend in Houston is still dry and thankful. The rain stopped for her yesterday so they took a walk around the neighborhood if for no other reason than they had to get outside…the kids were going insane. Four years old and cabin fever. Today she sent me a video of the kids with fidget spinners flyin’ around on top of their heads like the Globetrotters and their basketballs. Not only was it hilarious but it clearly showed they have talents beyond the normal four year olds. Promise of a big future. Dream big.
- Yesterday I did a quick HIIT and walked Malachi but was itching so bad and so freakin’ high on Benadryl I had to sleep. I crashed so hard I didn’t even move until 8:15 this morning. That’s CRAZY. I’m surprised Sean wasn’t taking my pulse…
- I bought a dress from Thred Up. Technically I bought two. Anyone else use it? I love the concept and I think I could really use it but I’ve had two fails so far so I think I’m done with dresses. It’s a second hand store online with nice high end clothing at a significant discount. They don’t have a GREAT return policy. It’s good. I mean, you can return things so there’s that. But you have to do it within 14 days, you have to pay shipping, take the return in credit. So, that sucks. Their measuring system doesn’t seem to be very accurate. I buy a lot of stuff online and I can usually just buy a size without issue but once you start adding in designer clothes you get vanity sizing and it’s a crap shoot. I could wear a size 10 or a size 4. So measuring is critical. After paying the shipping several times I’ve thrown away too much money and now I’m just going to return the second dress for a refund. I have a credit from the first dress (it was really inexpensive ~yay~) so that’s not bad but the second one is a little painful. It’s just frustrating. I’m settling and I think I’ll wear something I already have. Snoopy Dance that it fits! (first time in several years ~damn fibroid~)
I also looked at the selling concept. I really only had one thing to go by that I could think of on the spot and that’s a gown I bought that I don’t need after all. It’s a $400 couture gown with the tags still on it. They have an “estimate what it’s worth” calculator and I had to pick another designer because I couldn’t find mine listed. I picked a comparable designer and filled the rest in and they said they’d give me $9 for it. Ha. I suspect they might give me a little more but probably not significantly more so…I think I’ll keep it😂
- I walked Malachi this morning and it’s cooling off now so I might go for a run. I’d like to do a HIIT but we’ll see what I’m up for. I gave a little jog from the store to the car and felt such ridiculous joy at that it made me giggle. I love to run so much I can’t imagine not doing it. When I picked up Damon today his house is over where one of my favorite long routes takes me. He was asking me about it and I told him the hard part the beginning.
Once you reach this particular sidewalk there’s this lovely downhill slope and the view is beautiful, the trees line the street and it just begs for me to run…feet flying down the hill. I love to run it in the evening just as the sun is thinking about setting and the air is cool…my headphones are on. It’s my favorite and I wish I was there right now. Running really is my most spiritual place.
Holy Hot Batman…it reached 103* in Aurora today. That’s nuts. I do not appreciate that kind of heat and I’m a little upset about it. I would like to point out it’s 6pm right now and it’s DOWN to 100*. Thank you climate change (global warming…whatever).
MT’s girlfriend, Allie, stayed at the house pet sitting (side note: Skosh fell in love with her and may have tried smuggling himself out in her bag) and we were so grateful. We just totally relaxed and trusted they would be taken care of. Skosh is pretty easy but Malachi is definitely a little more difficult with his anxiety (thank you Shiba Inu puppy genetics) and life in general.
We flew #Southwest We loved nearly every bit of the experience. We didn’t love not getting to sit together and we each got kind of not great seats but in the grand scheme we would get terrible seats with any airline so there you go. Every single employee we ran into was not only cheerful but had a great sense of humor and seemed happy to be there. What is #Southwest doing right? While we waited we were originally told there would be a four hour delay (gasp!) then they stepped it back and said half an hour so actually they apparently fly like I parent.
No no. It’s possible. Totally a thing.
I loved it immediately. I mean, I couldn’t do a thing with my hair and if I lived there I would totally go super short again like I used to. It was awful and hung super straight the whole time. NOT my most flattering for sure. But my skin…oh man. The moment we landed my skin said, “so this is where all the moisture is!”
yes. Yes it is. And you’re welcome!
I loved every minute of it. It was delicious. NO ITCHING FOR FIVE DAYS!
For me, the Itching Celiac (#weirdblognameideas) that was a big deal. I mean, I moisturize like there is no tomorrow. I keep lotions and oils and everything in the house. I am a moisturizing fool. It does me no good.
MT hates it. To his defense, you do feel sticky and hot 90% of the time but really…it was so worth the trade off to me.
Whenever I trip plan I live in fear with each step of the way. It’s the worrier in me. Did I screw up the flight? I panic until we’re on the plane. Did I screw up the hotel room somehow? I panic until I’m in the room. What about tours or events? I panic I panic I panic. Finding hotel rooms for the four days was seriously difficult. I got the last ones, no joke, all over the place because it was the fourth of July weekend. Each room apparently only had one bed and they threw a rollaway in the room or there was a pullout. I offered to sleep on one of those for him but he would have had to sleep with his dad and well, there’s not enough love there. Whatever. Next time I do this I’ll totally upgrade and my kid gets bonus points. He suffered. His bed was thisclose to the air conditioner and he froze his ass off. I OFFERED. I offered many options. He stayed.
I didn’t really have a whole lot of control over this one. It was just too tightly booked and no give. But I still felt bad. I wish there was another option so he’d have somewhere more comfortable. I would have considered a second room just so he could be comfortable. He suffered through it. I was bummed. It wasn’t about me though, it was about him and we really didn’t want him uncomfortable.
I don’t sleep well when I’m out of town and definitely not when this much stuff is in my head so I woke up at like…4am. So when I woke up I decided to go for a walk in incredible cool foggy Virginia morning air. I should have run but I thought I’d run later. It never happened so I’m glad I got my four miles in earlier. Then we walked all over DC so I at least got exercise that day!
On our first day we headed into DC to “see the monuments”. Only we didn’t really want to see monuments because we’ve already seen them before so we kind of wanted to see stuff we hadn’t already seen before and if we walked past monuments then…that’s cool. They’re monuments. Who doesn’t like those? We spent a very VERY hot day in DC with 8,476,300 people who also happened to be in DC at the same time. People were nice and polite and patient considering how crazy it was. We used to play a game at the dinner table “give me your highs and lows for the day”. So I asked the guys for their best moments of DC…here’s what we came up with.
- Exorcist steps. The steps the priest fell down in the movie The Exorcist. I don’t watch horror movies (well I for sure don’t) but this movie I did. Sean and I watched it many years ago when we were really young because the whole world watched it and it felt like it was important. The steps are in Georgetown and I could live there it’s so beautiful. I loved Georgetown so much. As we pulled in to our parking spot just down the street from the stairs, three darling girls walked past the car. MT silently watches. Then says quietly, “I need to come to Georgetown more often…”. I’m sure Allie would disagree.
- Arlington National Cemetery. An event in and of itself because it’s so lovely. We loved the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier and the guard change. I don’t know how they do it. It was so unbelievably hot and muggy and they were out there in those heavy dress uniforms my own boys have a love/hate relationship with. It’s beautiful in all it’s dedication and tradition.
- We wandered from there to the White House. I can’t link it, the page has Trump’s face. I might explode. Full disclosure I did not want to go there. I’m not exactly feeling super patriotic and I could care less about the White House right now but we were within a half block of it really so we kept going and check it out it was smaller than I thought. Huh. It always seems so blessed huge. While we stood there, we took note of the many uniformed secret service surrounding the building and watching the crowds. Also, MT and I took note of the running vehicle with the two plainclothes officers sitting in it across the street. Totally not average citizens due to the vehicle being in such close proximity to the White House. At some point a guard realized someone had left a backpack behind. Upon much LOUD questioning, no one claimed it and we were all hastily evacuated out of the area. The two guys in the car were suddenly very much involved and right in the center of things. The guards kept moving the perimeter further and further back…street upon street upon street. Bomb squad people came in. It was pretty damn exciting. What happened then? Oh, yeah…we don’t know. Wasn’t on the news and we didn’t stick around but it was still cool.
- We finished the day at GCDC Grilled Cheese Bar which absolutely was the best place we ate at the entire time we were in Virginia. Gourmet grilled cheese, tater tots, beer, tomato soup…I died and went to heaven. SO GOOD> All Celiac friendly. Seriously…amazing. The servers were soo great. They helped Sean out with his soy allergy and were just overall a total “10”.
My day started yesterday with my house flooding.
It ended with my water heating dying.
Everything in between was just as amazing including a spider (no, he wasn’t small) actually crawling across my keyboard.
I was going to go for a run but insanity (life) intervened and I had to wait until evening. Evening came and it became one thing after another and then when my sanity was actually at risk the winds were 17mph.
I decided I better not.
Was I messaging someone about the best kind of drink to have?
Hell I was sitting in the parking lot of the liquor store discussing the benefits of Rum and Coke with my brother in law via email. I can always count on his dark sense of humor to make me laugh. And also to guide me to the best alcohol. When I told him I was looking for alcohol, knowing me so well you would expect him to say …don’t do it …it’s not good for you. Instead he said, “I like Rum.” And we went from there. I didn’t end up caving though because I didn’t have the emotional energy to google what was gluten free and what wasn’t.
In all fairness the liquor store parking lot was the same parking lot as the grocery store but I was still thinkin’ about it. I can’t be bothered to drink. It’s too damn much work and not nearly as much fun as people talk about.
I think I handle most stress pretty well. I know right now you’re thinking…sure you do.
I’m a ~power through it~ kind of person. I may rant later but what are husbands and girlfriends for? I can usually laugh it off, make a joke here or there. Be practical and say this is what we do and we just have to get through it.
I have a lot going on. I carry a lot of emotion, spirituality and intelligence all bundled up in one hot passionate mess.
When I think about how much I have going on and how I’m handling it I want to think I should grow the hell up and what’s my problem. And the other part of me says I’ve just snapped. I handled it and I handled it and I handled it and now I’m just done and rather than scream at the world and tell people exactly what I’m thinking, I choose to have a complete meltdown and process it.
Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.” ~Luke 6:38 NIV
(side note: my post has now been written twice and disappeared twice. Heavy sigh. Moving forward)
I took Skosh to the vet this morning where our wonderful doctor said, “he’s the picture of health! He looks WONDERFUL!” It was pretty great news. And then I gave him $200. ( I had to pick up meds for the dog, too, sadly)
On the way to the vet though, the cat was crazy ass on speed stressed and all over the place. For lack of anything to do for him (he doesn’t like the cat carrier after last year’s injury that had him at the vet every 3 days for a month) I started singing the first song that came to me. It was a hymn my dad used to sing called Seek Ye First. Here is a random person singing it.
I sang it very quietly and he laid down and practically fell asleep. Also, hey God, are you trying to tell me something?
I did some strength training this morning. I’ll do more tonight and then I’ll run. Hopefully the wind goes home and doesn’t come back to stay. I don’t want it.
After a day like yesterday running doesn’t always help. We like to think all of our problems are fixed by a good run.
Telling someone your problems and getting a lot of advice you really didn’t want and definitely didn’t ask for…that doesn’t help for sure.
What helps is time with real actual problem solving. Talking to someone who makes a real honest legitimate effort to listen to you, to not judge you and to not offer unsolicited, mean spirited advice to you. Whether that is through a strong sane calm friend or therapy. And I think learning to work within your emotional and spiritual limitations recognizing we all have limitations. The point where we finally say we’re done and we aren’t going to not take care of ourselves anymore.
I believe there has to be a way to be a kind, generous person and also take care of yourself. To give and give lovingly with an unselfish heart.
Sometimes life is heavy. My usually joyful heart (ridiculously happy actually) is a little heavy right now. In a day or two I’ll be better. I get to see MT #thekidnotthestate
Sean went to work yesterday which meant…
The honeymoon I mean. He’s supposed to stay home with me allthetime!
See, I typed that BEFORE and then he came home from work and told me a little about his evening. And I started to tell him about my day and his eyes glazed over. And I said, “yeah, you’re not even listening. I’m not even going to bother talking to you about this. Whatever”. And I got up and left the room. I came downstairs, made him dinner and seriously I’m pretty sure he has no clue what freaking happened upstairs in his office. Not one word. I think he thinks I was talking, he responded, I just gracefully (because I’m so graceful) left his office to go make dinner and all was right with the world.
I went to see my friend yesterday and her mom is going through counseling for gastric bypass. The counseling lasts a year long…they’re incredibly careful about making sure you are psychologically ready to take such a drastic step and that you recognize how you came to be in such a position to begin with. After a lot of counseling and discussion one of the things they have learned is she has a family member that is “encouraging” her to lose weight and diet. She’s constantly on her about her appearance and according to the psychologist this has the opposite effect. It took me 20 seconds to find an article about it. It’s crazy. There’s a fine line between being encouraging and being demoralizing which causes the exact opposite reaction.
We want people to be healthy. Appearance CANNOT BE the primary focus in our lives. We have to move OUT of that mindset and recognize the old way of thinking was broken. It was broken. The person has to want to change, they have to do it on their own, harassing, nagging and effectively wearing them down emotionally because you don’t like how they look is not only not going to work but they’ll feel horrible and sad and bad about themselves for your agenda.
However, she went on to explain that pressure from family to lose weight can increase stress, which is a known cause of weight gain. “We all know someone who points out our weight gain or offers to help us lose weight. These results suggest that these comments are misguided.”
I don’t blame my parents for my weight gain; my choices and lifestyle have been my own, and there are a number of other emotional factors that have contributed. But nagging me to lose weight — even when it’s done with the best of intentions — hasn’t helped. I want to lose weight. I just don’t want to talk about it with them, especially when I’m not the one bringing it up. ~xojane
We learn in grade school that words hurt. Women need to support each other and remember the struggles that brought us to where we are. That we are made up of more than the weight we carry. We are more than the body image people see and judge. If how someone looks is that important perhaps we need to look internally and ask ourselves is this about them or is this about me? Their life isn’t about you and you hurt them every time you bring it up.
I have a family member who is overweight. She doesn’t mince words, she knows the situation she’s in. She recognizes her life and the work ahead of her. She’s beautiful, smart, talented pretty damn honest about the fact that her weight is her business and extremely personal. It’s her story. She knows what she needs to do and encouragement, nagging and harassing is the exact opposite of that. I don’t talk to her about her weight, her diet, her exercise or what she wears. It’s her story to live and if she wants to talk to me about it, she will.
Leave your friend or family member to do this journey on their own. If they ask for your help then you can give it.
I did it. I just stayed home, hung around working on business and blog stuff and being lazy and doing nothing and eventually…
my headache subsided. ThankyouGodforbigfavors.
So tonight I headed out for a run and thought I’d do about 4-4.5 miles…well I got three miles done and started in on the fourth mile and for the first time ever in the history of this fun little disease…
I got Celiaced. (it’s a word).
My stomach rebelled SO FAST and SO BAD I came to a dead stop after mile three and grabbed my stomach and thought…oh no. Oh that’s not good. I do not feel well at all.
I walked the last mile back to the car and came straight home only to be really really ill.
I mean, I got a good three miles in plus so that’s the saving grace here. This is just a sad little side effect of what I live with and hey, there’s a lot of runners that deal with this and they don’t have Celiac so I think I’m lucky I have made it this long without the issue rearing its ugly head.
Damn. I hope it goes away soon.
Today I’m calling a client back and hoping to get ahold of her because ~damntheiphone~ and also accepting the iphone as part of the family. Maybe a ceremony. I accept you. I welcome you in the family. Sigh. damn phone.
I guess it’s time for a phone case. And a cover.
it’s pretty…like a little piece of jewelry.
Can you hear me telling myself to like it?
I’m reading Who Thought This Was a Good Idea?: And Other Questions You Should Have Answers to When You Work in the White House ~ by Alyssa Mastromonaco and Lauren Oyler
I love it and so far highly recommend it. It’s not deep and intense, it’s just a great read about what it’s like when your girlfriend works at the White House.
Today I’m going to get my nails done, do some quick grocery shopping and then head to Castle Rock to do the incline…providing my stomach is agreeable. I have meds if it isn’t because it’s going to be a gorgeous day…74*!
I think it’s time for the plank challenge. I just need to put a widget on my website and damn if I can figure out how to do it.
It just takes me sitting still for longer than 12 minutes…
and then a bonus one because I know it’s hard to keep moving and to keep up the motivation sometimes, but I have faith in you.
Yesterday was Mother’s Day, obviously, and I heard from all three of my kids and that’s a win in any book because I love them and they are all adorable.
MT (thekidnotthestate) called first to say for Mother’s Day he was not going to ask me for money. After I laughed I asked, “why would you?”..MT never asks for money. When he went to VA he was supposed to start or “pick up” class right away. Instead there was a glitch so he has been hanging out for 8 months waiting for the next class cycle. He just picked up class this month. But the Marines think he graduated per his previous “pick up” date and is now a reservist and thus…no longer active duty. So no more pay for you, Sir. They did figure it out and started the process to fix it but meanwhile…it’s gonna be a light month. The wheels of the military grind slowly.
I googled ~hurry up and wait gif~ and I got Cookie Monster. Not sure how I feel about that. #conflicted
Alex Michael came over and built me the most amazing table for my garage in a ridiculously short time…
That sucker is six feet long. He was going to make it eight feet but I ran out of garage.
Now…check out the quality of that photograph. This is the reason for the new phone. Pretty spectacular, right?
yep. Yes, now that you ask, that IS the only photo I got yesterday. I don’t ask the kids for pictures anymore and I totally forgot theboy. More on that later, I bet you could guess though…
In case you’re wondering, that splotch is paint from 1999 thereabouts. Yes I’m that old. Shut up. Just one of many. This garage tells stories…
Shaughnessy and Adam and theboy came over and brought me flowers (gorgeous flowers!) and hung around and chatted for a few hours and then they escaped to their own house. Sean had something to do very late last night out of town and I didn’t want him going alone, it was a long drive. So I went with him. Don’t worry, it wasn’t illegal. Probably.
I’ve been battling a migraine for a week and I’m pretty over it (hence no photos…). Today is eat what I want. Do what I want. Sleep when I want. Usually this works itself out fairly quick I just have to shut out the world and take care of me so that’s what I’m doing.
I love my kids so much and I LOVED seeing them yesterday. However, the highlight of the day had to be realizing our neighbors had moved after ten years. They had two of the worst small dogs ever and they barked nonstop. I’ve had people over that love dogs WAY more than people and by the time they leave they are spent. Exhausted. Weary from the noise and considering canine murder (just kidding…mostly). We did try and deal with it and it was not as successful as we would like. I cannot tell you how bad the noise was. Barbecues, backyard events, anything we would want to do, those dogs barked the entire time. You could hear it with our doors closed or open. It was awful. We had one neighbor on our side, we’re thinking we’re going to take her a celebratory pie later. Party on. I cannot explain to you the peace that is taking over my soul in the quiet of my life right now. It’s so silent we heard a bird. I nearly cried this morning just thinking about it. I am not exaggerating in the slightest. #itsthelittlethings #thiswasabigthing
I’m running today. I’m also doing some strength and I’ll tell you what I did tomorrow when I figure it out. ha.
This was just a lovely quiet weekend by myself for the most part. We had lunch with Shaughnessy and Adam on Saturday, we get to see them far more than we get to see Alex and Megan. Different parts of town you know. On Sunday Sean went back to his planned event that took all of his day and I went hiking with Miss Michelle on what had to be the most beautiful hike we’ve ever been on.
The trailhead was Apex but the eventual trail was Enchanted Forest Trail and it was not kidding.
We felt like we were in a Disney movie it was so magical. At any moment little birds would fly out and sing to us as they put ribbons in our hair. It was so beautiful I lost count of how many times I stopped to say that and finally I just stopped so I could proclaim I felt like I was having a spiritual experience from this hike. It counts, so far, as my favorite and that’s saying something…I’ve hiked a lot. Michelle took a million photos and was generous enough to share one with me.
I know, right? She shared one.
This was on the trail in front of us…it’s hardly even real. A perfect heart in stone. The colors on the trail were the truest greens I’ve ever seen. It’s was covered and beautiful and magical.
Whatever just trust me.
So here are my favorite things about Michelle:
- She’s a real person with real issues. I know that I’m getting exactly what’s really happening and not the glossed over version you tell your mean neighbor. She puts it right out there and I can totally relate. I can be totally and completely myself.
- She’s always willing to drive. I don’t mind driving (most people know this) though full disclosure I will totally map it even if I’m going around the block because I’m terrified of being lost. She also knows I’m afraid of spiders and being lost and continues to try to convince me to be afraid of snakes and lightening. Keep working on that, Michelle.
- She gets the Celiac thing and is right on board with great places to eat and names them..which brings me to #4
- She makes decisions like a champ. Girl is a decision maker. ::swoon:: “Let’s meet at such and such on Tuesday at 11”. I love her. I would happily and cheerfully make at least two of those decisions or even HELP with those but she’s totally on it. Trails? She’s like…here are three trails…I’m like..yep. Let’s do that one…how’s 8? she says “see you then!” I love that. Decision maker. That is a girl after my own heart.
- She takes pictures! Now, I do harass her because she sends me ONE but if I asked her she’d send me all ten. And it is now on my list to go to the Verizon store to check out my phone options. ~MT has given me a virtually brand new phone that I can swap to but it’s a little bigger than I want so I’m resisting… I just really really need a good camera phone. This is killing me.~
- She is totally up for any and all adventures and if I ask her she’s all…yeah let’s go! At least once a week I can expect a message in my inbox to say “want to do THIS with me?” and it’ll include a link to a wild and crazy event that neither of us realistically should do but per our mantra...what the hell?
- She loves the outdoors as much as I do and any chance to get outside she’ll do it.
Miraculously, after that I still had energy so I went for a three mile run and that felt amazing in the cool evening air so by the time the evening was done I had put in about 12 miles. It felt really good and I didn’t feel like I had overdone it at all. It was like…21,000 steps or something crazy ass like that.
On that note, the crazy note, Ria from MotivationalMompersonaltraining.com is on a streak of 128 days of step goals (since January 1st she has surpassed the previous days step goal, each day gets higher because that’s how Garmin works) and yesterday she ran a half marathon and then walked across town eventually reaching 51,617 steps in a day. I wonder how many days she can keep this streak up?
Today I’m supposed to do yoga so I’ll probably do that but Sean took the day off so I may go to Castle Rock to do the incline.
Don’t get excited he did it for the game… LOL…he just finished early so it worked out. And right now? He’s at work..he got called in to do something. My life in a nutshell.
Ah, it’s okay. I’m just pickin’ on him.
It’s Boston Marathon Day! And if your job lets you then it’s ~watch the marathon and wish you were running it while also witnessing Meb’s FINAL BOSTON RUN!~ I mean…damn. He’s so good. I could watch him run anytime and I am sad to see him retire.
My job ~self employed and run your own business Heyyy~ does not let me watch the marathon because NBC won’t let me. I don’t pay for that channel. Bastards. Yes. I’m bitter.
On Easter Sunday we went hiking. The kids all went their separate directions so we chose to head to the mountains. Sean, as usual, picked a hike and then read the description to me so I could decide yay or nay. Well this was a day I wasn’t paying a great deal of attention so I just said…SURE. I’ll totally do five miles on a trail that some people rate moderate and some people rate difficult and it has a 2200ft elevation climb that starts at like…8000ft.
That sounds FUN.
Not moving for three months means I”m completely out of shape. I got a pedicure right before my surgery on February 2nd and my feet are still baby soft. It’s so wrong. Every step my poor toes just protested with pre-blister.
This trail was unbelievable. Technically it was four trails. We started on Gregory Canyon, then Ranger, then EM Greenman trail, then finally Saddlerock.
It was definitely work.
It was technical. Which means there’s going to be rocks and obstacles, sometimes steep elevation and possibly scrambling or using your hands.
Yep, yep and yep. We did it all yesterday. Definitely technical. My knees are a little achy today but otherwise I’m pretty good. Sean is going down stairs funny. Ha. I was really careful to stretch a lot yesterday.
We could have taken any number of combinations of the trails to get us back to the bottom. We chose the most difficult I think which also happened to be the shortest. The trail that got us to the bottom was the one with the ladder. We were met by someone coming up and he saw us reading the map and immediately asked if he could help us. Well, no. We’re just reading the map. I did ask him how technical and steep the trail was and he “suggested” we really would be better off taking the “easier” trail down. This one was a bit more difficult.
Officially my first ladder…on a trail.
We were royally insulted and determined to prove our hiking prowess and pushed on. The bottom half of the hike was no harder than the first half which isn’t to say it was an escalator or anything. But we did it and we survived and I LOVE technical hikes. They take forever (like four hours for five miles plus at least a half hour at the top to look at the view) but still…it takes time.
A milder section of the trail…my terrible camera. Don’t worry, replacing it this week!
It was amazing and crazy and seriously a lot of work. I need a little more time to built up my fitness to tackle this kind of trail. I spent a lot of time gasping and stopping. Sean, meanwhile, was his usual self and marched on with no issues like he does this every weekend. I was fully marathon trained and he had no time to run or workout or anything and we headed out to hike the Appalachian Trail for a week thinking..I’m going to totally fly past him.
No. That did not happen. I had to stop and gasp consistently as he flew up the inclines and I watched him. It was so rude.
Yesterday was a total flashback. Jerk. He is so freaking awesome. He hiked really really reeaaallly slow just so I could keep up with him. It was sweet. And annoying.
Sean took amazing photos but he forgets to share them with me so they are just for his own self I guess.
I don’t feel comfortable taking my really good camera while scrambling and such so I just take my phone and we keep it in the pack.
Getting a new phone is pretty damn important. I’m over these bad photos. I think they’re getting worse!
Michelle said she’d do the trail with me but who knows when that’s going to happen.
At the end of the day we treated ourselves to an amazing burger and sweet potato fries at Shine in Boulder. I die when I eat those burgers. They are so good. Totally worth it.
Takin’ it a little easy today after yesterday. I got zero sleep last night so I’m going to pick up groceries, make some appointments, run some errands and hopefully get a baby run in…if I’m up to it. As if I’m up to anything longer than a baby run!
Here’s what we’re NOT going to talk about today because we’re taking a news break. We’re all reading about it so we don’t need it here.
The White House Easter egg hunt (eyeroll)