Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Prepare for way too many exclamation marks and a joke that will make you groan

On June 8, I ran the Utah Valley Half Marathon! I will spare you pictures because I look like I am dying/being tortured/contemplating punching someone/having my toenails ripped off one by one/regretting my life's decisions during every single one of them. Just imagine me running with the most contorted face possible, hair wisps billowing in the breeze and sweat dripping down my face. Times 10. Good times!  

Really, it was great. I shaved 13 minutes off my previous time and finally ran it in under two hours (1:57:03), which was my goal. And I felt amazing afterwards...mentally. Physically, I may or may not have crawled from the front door to the bathtub and begged my husband to meet me there with a giant glass of ice water.  

It's funny that I pay to wake up at three in the morning and put myself through excruciating pain and love it!

I'd also like to give a shout out to my bladder for staying strong and not having to use the bathroom, because the porta potty company pooped out on us and there were NO bathrooms on the entire course. Good job, Big B. for not making me squat & desecrate one of the biggest roads in town.  I owe you one.

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Random thoughts for a Wednesday night

I just ran for an hour on the treadmill.  I'm pretty sure I thought, "Being bored is not the same as being tired," over and over again for the entire sixty minutes.

Creepers who make it unsafe for me to run in the dark, I shake my fist at you.


Sometimes I wear my husband's sweat pants to feel skinny, cozy, and like a gangster at the same time.


Dustin is always getting up to mischief when I'm not around.

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Afternoon routine

My baby used to want to cuddle all the time. Now she has far more important things to do than cuddle with her mama – like staring intently at anything that pleases her, drooling, and trying to stand while I support her. However, there is one exception. Every afternoon, after I feed and burp her, she will snuggle up against my shoulder and we enjoy a minute of quiet bliss.

And then she gives me her love poops. Once she is done, she is back to her wiggly little self.

But a girl's gotta take what she can get. Love poop time is one of the highlights of the day.

Friday, February 15, 2013


At work today, a partner told me that I was looking really skinny.  He then got very concerned and asked if it was on purpose, and if I was okay.  Uh...I had a baby?  I certainly wasn't planning on hauling around those 25 pounds forever.

The scary thing is that he said almost the exact same thing to me last year, just days after I found out I was pregnant.  This better not be a sign.

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Speak Up

It's official, I am getting old. I no longer understand technology.

At work, I begged to get Windows 7 two (or was it three?) years ago because I wanted the bubble screen saver and the snipping tool. (I have excellent priorities.) And I got a new personal laptop with Windows 7 last summer.

Yet I still do not understand how this newfangled operating system works. What the heck are Libraries and where are they stored? Should Libraries even be capitalized? Was My Documents not good enough? And perhaps the real question, why am I too lazy to spend the 30 seconds to figure it out?  When will I stop saving all of my documents to my desktop and finally give in to The Man?

And why does Blogger only send me email notifications for some comments posted to my blog but not all of them? (Really...does anyone know?)

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Sugar rush

Last night I was overcome with a pregnant-sized craving for cereal, so I ran to the grocery store and came back with four boxes.  I may have problems.

This morning I had Honey Nut Cheerios (my favorite) for breakfast.  Which reminds me - anyone who says Honey Nut Scooters are as good as Honey Nut Cheerios is lying to you.  But Choco Chomp? Vastly superior to Cocoa Krispies.   There are nuggets of clumped-together's like eating vitamin- and mineral-fortified candy.

I might have gone a little crazy eating Chomp clusters straight out of the bag last night.  The husband had to cut me off so that I would finally wind down and go to bed.

And while I may have had too much sense to eat chocolate cereal for's lunch time.

Monday, January 28, 2013

Future ballerina

I was not kidding about Kayla being long and skinny.  At her two-month appointment on Friday, I got her official stats:

Weight: 10 pounds 7.5 ounces
Length: 24.5 inches

This puts her in the 99th percentile for height (up from the 92nd)  and only the 24th for weight (down from the 42nd).  My doctor is not too pleased with this development.  We are now commencing Operation Chunk!  Eek.

(In other news, she has a ginormous head - 82nd percentile.  I hope she grows into it.)