2/13/2012

Quick weekend update

I ran outside this  weekend and didn't get sick. Also, I learned that I really need to work on speed since I was only averaging at about a twelve minute mile. Lame. Well at least I went out and did it.

Josie is back to her happy smiley self. It's wonderful and I feel like it must be summer mixed with my birthday mixed with the best part of every day because that's how much better she is.

I had a three day weekend. Best weekend.

Its already the  middle of February and you know what? I'm okay with that because  I've lost ten lbs as of this morning! It is so nice to hit this milestone, finally. It seemed to take forever. Hopefully the next ten will come off a little faster than three months since I've got this thing really rolling now.

Here we sit, watching cars drive by. Happy Monday!


2/10/2012

Superbowl at last

We spent the evening of the Superbowl with some friends of ours. We were the only one with a kid, and I was hyper aware of this. I really didn't want to be the one with the annoying kid that kept blocking the TV. Can I get an Amen?


Our hostess had a stuffed animal for Josie to play with and of course every single new thing in sight is so much better than anything I could have brought with. It really worked well keeping her entertained while we all had eyes on the prize game. I'm thinking I need to hit up a dollar store and stock up on new toys to present when we need some cooperation. It works so wonderfully.


Josie got to spend some time with her Godmom Jerri. Sometimes she's happy about this, but apparently this was not one of those times.


Our little family spent most of the night on the floor in front of their amazing sectional couch. It's just easier to monitor the little explorer. 




Godmoms are great at being a roadblock for wandering babies.


A sneak preview at my amazing photography skills. Amazing, right? No bag of Doritos has ever looked so good.


Goddad Henry was there too. He was really into the game.


Josie shed some tears but overall was pretty great the whole night. 


We played with the camera a bunch when the toys lost their appeal.



We left right as the game was finished and she fell asleep on the way home. Little did we know that would be our last night of solid sleep for the week.

Thankfully, we have antibiotics that are making each day better and better. You wouldn't know she was so miserable just a couple of days ago by the looks of her now. Thank you modern medicine!

Oh, and its an ear infection. First one, and its a doozy. 

More Than Conquerors


Remember how I said I had volunteered at the YWCA? One of the things we heard about while talking with the volunteer coordinator was an opportunity to run for the YWCA in the upcoming Fargo Marathon. Three of the five of us are already signed up, so we have decided as a group to raise some money for this organization that does such wonderful things. Check out more here.

Our goal is to have  at least 25 people donate at least $33 which covers the cost of one woman staying one night at the shelter. That's not that bad right? Not bad at all. Totally doable.. So please check out our fundraising page and consider joining us! 

Of course you can always come watch us run too. :) 

Three of us are running the 10K (gulp) and two of us will be walking the 5K for now. We'll see if we end up adding more or not later. 

I added a link on my sidebar to easily access our fundraising page. If you are at all interested, please check in once and a while and see how it is going.

We need to raise this money by the race days which are May 17-19. Thanks for reading about it! 

2/08/2012

Midweek confessions

1. I get so annoyed when reading articles/blogs/stories with too many explanation points. In fact, sometimes I just have to quit reading it altogether to avoid my blood pressure rising. This may seem like an exaggeration because it is, but only slightly. Feel free to call me out when I get a little over excited with the !!!!! in the future.

This face is like four explanation points.
2. I also get really annoyed when commas are overused or in the wrong place in a sentence. I'm no grammar expert, but come on... we all had to take the basic English classes growing up. It just erks me. Erks... look it up. :) (Again, feel free to call me out, but not too often because I'm sure I do it too all the time and I can't handle that kind of criticism on a daily basis. I never call others out on it, it just is in my head every.single.time).

3. I don't feel like I've  had quality time with Josie since she's gotten this annoying cold. When she is awake, she is so determined to be active and on her own, and when she's getting tired, my efforts are all focused on getting her more comfortable for bed. I don't feel like we have any fun anymore! A small part of me gets scared that she won't even like me after this is all over (the cold, not her childhood) even though I know that is ridiculous.

How is me being a baby babushka not fun?


4. We've lived in our house two years now and we still have not decorated many of our walls. We have some large paintings that I inherited (and love to death) but its hard to decorate around large paintings. I would just leave them up alone without another thought if they took up enough of the wall space, but unfortunately they do not. It's just awkward.

Now that you mention it, you could really improve this place.


5. I have two pairs of shoes that I leave at work because I wear them often enough. I'm so lazy these days that I am basically only wearing those two pairs because I don't feel like carrying/wearing a different pair. So all of those shoes in my closet that I need to have? I still need them...just not using them... If you are wondering what those two shoes are, you are in luck. I will share. :) One is that nude heel I had talked about here and the other pair are the boring black shoes I mentioned here. Safe, reliable, totally me. Someday I might step out of the box but that someday is not today. It's too easy!

My kicks are better than yours.


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