tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60085679831808018452024-03-13T03:58:58.767-07:00And then there were four...This is the story of Erin, Jeff, India and Hadley.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.comBlogger65125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-19773811067114717102012-06-22T12:14:00.000-07:002012-06-22T12:14:26.560-07:00Collage Day<br />
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I woke up today, and took one look outside and knew that
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The sky was gray, and while rain has been in the forecast, it has been
dry so far. It seemed like a perfect day
to tackle something off our <a href="http://blissfulinbothell.blogspot.com/2012/06/80-things-to-do-this-summer.html">80 things to do this summer list</a>. I mentally went through the list, and make a
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The girls and I flipped through a few magazines and found
images we thought would work and I set to cutting them out. While I was cutting, I remembered that when I
was a kid my grandma would occasionally mail my sister and I cut out images
from magazines. I don’t have any memory
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We hit a bit of a snag when I realized that we didn’t have
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some craft glue for a Christmas craft in the laundry room, and was able to make
that work. India has already selected
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<b>What crafts do you remember from childhood?</b></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-22574702502456509302012-06-20T14:42:00.001-07:002012-06-22T12:20:14.878-07:00Berry picking<div>
First thing off our <a href="http://blissfulinbothell.blogspot.com/2012/06/80-things-to-do-this-summer.html">80 things to do this summer list.</a><br />
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Banana split</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Make rootbeer floats</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Backwards dinner</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Make lemonade</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Kids plan dinner</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Breakfast for dinner</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Food carts</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Make popsicles<br />
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Make moon sand</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Memory game</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Play Wii</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Play Olympics</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Blow bubbles</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Finger paint</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Game night</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Movie night/day</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Bbq w/friends</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Make bead necklace</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Have a tea party</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Paint rocks</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Make a bird feeder</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Make paper airplanes</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Scrapbook of the summer</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Learn new jokes</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Make playdough</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Garden party with friends</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Origami</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Ice cream truck</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Cloud watching</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Bird watching</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Picnic</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Fireworks</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Parade</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Fly kites</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Breakfast picnic</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Botanical Garden</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Amusement Park</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Visit cousins</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Road trip</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Explore new city</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Garage sale</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Visit museum</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Story time</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Beach</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Fishing</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Swimming</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Go to the movies</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Concert</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Splash park</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Visit a farm</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Farmer's market</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Visit grandparents</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">New playground</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Tour fire station</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Go to OMSI</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Visit dad at work</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Picnic with dad</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Frozen yogurt</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Street fair</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Lunch time concert</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Baseball game</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Ladybug walk</td>
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<td height="20" style="height: 15.0pt;">Summer reading program</td>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-73845921915921383232012-05-22T15:24:00.001-07:002012-05-22T15:24:33.562-07:00Spring in the city<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">
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Even though it is pouring out right now, Portland in May has been awesome. We hit almost 88 on Mother's Day, and the sprinkler and pool were used more than once. </div>
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<i>I love you Hadley</i><br />
<i>I love you Hadley </i><br />
<i>You are the sweetest baby </i><br />
<i>You are the sweetest baby me, mommy and daddy ever had </i><br />
<i>You are the sweetest baby </i><br />
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I thought about trying to sneak in and record her singing on my phone, but by the time I grabbed it for this crappy picture she was done singing.<br />
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getting her <a href="http://blissfulinbothell.blogspot.com/2009/02/glasses-girl.html">glasses in February 2009</a>, we have been making a visit to the ophthalmologist’s
office every 6 months, and every time we hear the same thing. Her eyes are doing what they are supposed
when she wears her glasses. I expected
to hear the same thing today, but sadly, this was not the case. Her left eye is starting to get what is
called Dissociated Vertical Deviation (DVD).
From <a href="http://www.aapos.org/terms/conditions/44">http://www.aapos.org/terms/conditions/44</a>
“<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">DVD is a condition in which one eye drifts
upward. The eye may drift upward only occasionally or be deviated almost
constantly. The amount of drifting may even vary during the course of the day.
Often, DVD is only seen in one eye by a parent, while testing by an
ophthalmologist may reveal the problem is actually present in both eyes</span>.” She is making up for this by leaning her head
to the right. Jeff and I never noticed
this until they pointed it out to us today.
It is just a slight lean, but enough that it is totally obvious to me
now. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;"> The good news is that her eyes want to work together, if they were not her left eye would be drifting around all the time not just occasionally. The bad news is that she will more than
likely need another surgery. I had
really hoped that she would never need another, so I am pretty sad to hear that
it might still be an option. We have to
go back in and have her looked at again in three months and see if anything has
changed, and possibly change her prescription, get a patch or schedule a
surgery.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 18px;">I know that there are so many worse things that could happen to your
kid, but hearing your child will probably need surgery is still something, no
parent wants to hear. I will post more
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I heard a couple of families at preschool talking about
apple picking, and I realized that I have never picked apples.<span> </span>I looked at the weather forecast and told
Jeff I thought it would be a fun family event, and he agreed.<span> </span>What I probably should have looked at was how
far away the place was!<span> </span>It took us about
an hour and a half, which seems a little far for apples to me but I decided to
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When we got to the place, it was packed.<span> </span>They were doing their yearly Edelweiss event.<span> </span>If just seeing the word Edelweiss doesn’t get
you singing the song from “Sound of Music” I don’t know what is wrong with
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Most people seemed to be just getting apples out of bins,
and I freaked out for a second thinking that maybe there wasn’t any u-picking
going on.<span> </span>While we roamed the orchard,
we saw a hayride go by so we jumped on.<span>
</span>The ride made a stop to see a few animals that live on the orchard.<span> </span>There was a giant steer and a 44-year old
horse.<span> </span>I had no idea horses lived that
long. India feed the steer a pear, and I hoped that none of my family would
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pounds of various apples for $11.<span> </span>Pretty
good deal in my mind.<span> </span>Hadley doesn’t
have a huge vocabulary at this point, but she did learn to say “apple” while
walking the through the rows of apples.<span> </span></div>
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I was just reading a post on <a href="http://activewomom.com/">Activewomom.com</a> about going <a href="http://activewomom.com/meet-the-editor/the-challenge/30-days-free/">coffee free for 30days</a>, and I shuttered at the thought.<span> </span>I
love the smell of coffee, and I love drinking coffee.<span> </span>However, for all the love of coffee I have, I
drink less than two cups a day and rarely do I have coffee after lunchtime.<span> </span>The article got me thinking of something that
I could give up for 30 days, and the answer was nothing!<span> </span>But it did get me thinking about what I could
add to my life for 30 days and in turn become more of a way of life
(hopefully).<span> </span>I am not a glass half-full
kind of a girl, but I thought it would be easier to focus on the positive for
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<li>Run 3 times a week.</li>
<li>Workout 5 times a week.</li>
<li>Eat a fruit or vegetable at every meal.</li>
<li>Have one healthy snack a day that is primarily a fruit or vegetable.</li>
<li>Have a healthy meal for dinner 5 times a week.<span> </span></li>
<li>And the tough one, drink 8 glasses of water.<span> </span></li>
<li>Get up by 6:30 on the weekdays so I can add a half hour of
stress free mornings to my life.<span> </span></li>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-8301422490084342022011-09-20T13:21:00.000-07:002011-09-20T13:21:50.638-07:00Fall TV is back<br />
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Another sign that fall is just around the corner; my DVR
finally has more than one program to record!<span>
</span>That’s not quite true, but knowing that Breaking Bad (AMC) only has
three more episodes this season is sad, so it will be nice to have to fillers
until Mad Men (AMC) comes back in winter.<span>
</span>Oh, how I have missed Don Draper and crew; l have made sure to keep up
drinking though in honor of the show.</div>
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Millionaire Matchmaker (Bravo) <br />Community (NBC) <br />Parks and Recreation (NBC) <br />Grey’s Anatomy (ABC) <br />Project Runway (Lifetime) <br />Person of Interest (CBS)
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-71973699414377247722011-09-20T12:31:00.000-07:002011-09-20T12:31:09.618-07:00A quick video of the girls at the park<object height="240" width="400"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" />
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</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">India did a few months of preschool after we moved to Portland earlier this year, but this week marked her first fall day of preschool.<span> </span>She had some separation issues last year, but had a blast her first day.<span> </span>After not wanting Hadley and me to go at first, once some play dough caught her attention, we were like chopped liver to her.<span> </span>She didn’t want to come home after class and asked that night if she could go back the next day.<span> </span>This is a far cry from the little girl that was hugging my legs last year begging me not to go.<span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span><br />
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</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">I hope that fall brings lots of beautiful fall leaves and changes to wear my boots without them getting wet.<span> </span>I tried on a pair of red pumps that I hadn’t worn in months, and my poor feet forgot how to even wear them!<span> </span>I guess that it what just wearing flip-flops and sneakers will do to a person!<o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-48234019532672939602011-08-03T16:35:00.000-07:002011-08-03T16:35:40.022-07:00Suri's Burn BookLooking for a fun snarky read? Check out this blog <a href="http://surisburnbook.tumblr.com/">Suri's Burn Book</a>.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-61417539107677354612011-06-28T14:40:00.000-07:002011-06-28T14:40:57.075-07:00We did it!<div class="MsoNormal">I couldn’t have imagined a year ago that I would be able to say that I have run a half-marathon, but here I am a few days after and feeling great.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The whole running thing started last June when my stroller strides group started a running club.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You could train for a 5 or 10k, and even though the most I had ever run was a 5k, I decided to try for the 10k.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I remember at one point Hilary (the instructor) saying, “you aren’t going to try, you are going to do it.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I ran the race with my friend Kelly in early September and we kind of joked about doing a half-marathon the next year.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We were having dinner with some friend’s right before we moved to Portland, and the husband and I were talking about running and on a whim decided to do the half.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Jeff later told me he would be interested as well.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I signed us up in November, and we started our training in spring.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The training called for 3-4 days of running, with a long run each Sunday.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With both of training we knew this would be a bit of a problem since we have the girls to think about.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t know if we ever ran four days a week, and I probably missed a quarter of the long runs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Jeff on the other hand did something to both of his ankles and essentially had to quit running in May.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was determined to run the race though, even if we had to immediately go to the hospital and have his legs amputated!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal">The day of the race, we had to get up around 4 a.m. and I was anything but excited to get out of bed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had been very nervous the day before (hell, pretty much anytime I thought about it) but when we got up, I felt okay.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We had moved up our estimated finish time to 2:10 and I felt that it was doable, as I had been pacing myself in training to run around a 9:55-minute mile. Even though Jeff and I were starting together, we agreed not to try to run it together as we were not at the same pace at this point.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was pretty worried about Jeff, so when we saw each other at the water station at mile two I was pretty happy knowing that he had made it that far and timing wise wasn’t that far behind me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Although I had seen a video of what the course was, I wasn’t expecting the hill at mile four to be so long or how steep the hill at mile nine would be.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t like heights, and bridges freak me out, so I had been a little worried about the end of the race where you running on a overpass but what I hadn’t thought about was my hatred of driving through tunnels and now I had to run through one.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was over a half-mile in the tunnel I believe, and there wasn’t a lot of air and it was very hot.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was so excited to see the end, and definitely picked up the pace to get out of there!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal">I had read in my training book that mile nine should really be considered the half-way point, but that the excitement of reaching the finish line would carry your through the last few miles.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can’t say that this happened for me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It took everything I had at the last mile not to walk it in, but I knew that if I kept going I would meet my goal of 2:10, which is what I did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My legs felt like jello, but I kept moving after the finish line so I wouldn’t cramp up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My friend Kelly was already done and found me right after, and I was so proud of her for doing the race in under two hours.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We went to get our bags and wait for Jeff to cross the finish line.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We kept waiting and waiting, and finally I went to see if he was our other meet up spot in case I had missed him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was so happy when I saw him standing there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He had come in 13 minutes after me, so I must have missed him while I was getting our things.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal">Here is what I have learned:</div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><ul><li>I am a lot stronger that I thought I was.</li>
<li>That it is important to stick with your training, and your plan.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was running with a friend for a while during the race and I realized that I was running faster than I had trained for.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had to wish her good luck and go back to my pace.</li>
<li>Recovery is a lot quicker if you listen to your body.</li>
<li>Even though there wasn’t anybody cheering me on, reading other people’s signs of encouragement would not only give me chills but kept me going.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Same thing could be said for any little girls I saw cheering on their mamas.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></li>
<li>Seeing a lot of American flags and people wearing blue shirts in remembrance of fallen soldiers will bring a tear to my eye.</li>
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</div><div>Jeff and I are both on board to do the race again next year, and our plan is to continue to keep a good running base in the “off season” and work towards finishing faster.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We are doing an 8k in August and I have a 10k scheduled for September, so running isn’t finished for the year by any means but the level of intensity has dropped off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I go for my first post half run tonight and I am looking forward to it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-59179327753211788822011-06-10T09:01:00.000-07:002011-06-10T09:01:35.055-07:00Let’s talk “The Voice”<div class="MsoNormal">I haven’t blogged in forever, so a post about a TV show might seem a little odd but it is what it is.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When NBC started promoting the crap out of this show, I thought blah another American Idol, just what we need.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, one afternoon the girls were napping, and I had a pile of laundry bigger than my SUV to fold so I watched the first show through on demand and really liked it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even when India woke up, we continued to watch it and dance.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I liked how they did blind auditions with the coaches (judges) having their back to the singer so that they would basis their decision based on their singing vs. their looks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After that round was the battle round where two singers on the same team had to sing the same song together and the coach had to pick the best singer to move on to the next stage of the competition.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can’t say I agreed with all the choices they made, but that’s fine.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal">This week was the first “live” show, and of the four singers on each team, only two will move on to the next round.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The two teams to perform were Blake Shelton’s and Christina Aguilera’s.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had thought that Adam Levine had the team to beat but I am not sure now. I really liked the two videos below and really hope that these girls move on to the next round.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We ended up downloading Dia and Kenye’s version of this song (we already had The Fray version) and played them back to back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We liked the remakes a lot more.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I like Xenia’s voice, but I feel bad for her since she is so shy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t see her ever performing in front of a large audience but I bet she would rock a small venue.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal">Several years ago, I had seen a VH1 show about Christina and thought she seemed okay, but on this show, she is just horrible.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Besides her very nasty outfits (they are all about two sizes to small), the input she gives has nothing to do with the singing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I find her incredibly rude, and honestly, whenever she talks I kind of want to punch her in the face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t listen to country music, so I don’t know a Blake Sheldon song to save my life, but I really like him on this show.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You can tell he really cares about his team, and wants them all to do well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal">I am looking forward to next week’s show to see who moves on and to see the other judge’s performance.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Who are you looking forward to seeing or want to move on to the next round?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Comment below.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-77710675147499147652011-04-28T15:30:00.000-07:002011-04-28T15:51:28.479-07:00Weekend fun!<div class="MsoNormal">We had a nice weekend, and the weather give us a glimpse of hope that spring might actually happen…</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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Saturday-Race day! Jeff and I ran a 10k and India ran her first race and did awesome! I beat my previous 10k time by almost three minutes, but missed by goal of under an hour (one hour even). We quickly went home and got ready to throw my dad a surprise birthday party. It went off without a hitch, although my dad did ended a little late as they were stuck in traffic. He had no idea, and his first reaction was to walk right back out the door.<br />
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Sunday-My sister hosted Easter brunch and an egg hunt for the little ones. India really enjoyed and Hadley could have cared less, one-year-olds, what are you going to do? India fell asleep in the car on the way home, so I quickly hid some eggs around the house. She ended up just being freaked out about the whole thing. She was still pretty groggy, so I don’t think she was able to really enjoy it.<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">Has anyone ever thrown you a surprise party? Or do you secretly hope someone will?</div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-88701990927453968952011-04-14T10:08:00.000-07:002011-04-14T11:12:43.405-07:00Pizza face<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://localhost:52128/101137f1c17976e9353b5c83d7ba1170/image/facabd4b558338e0.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" height="169" src="http://localhost:52128/101137f1c17976e9353b5c83d7ba1170/image/facabd4b558338e0.jpg?size=320" style="clear: both; float: left; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 0px;" width="320" /></a></div><br />
India was very excited when she got her Highlights High Five magazine a few months back and saw a recipe for “pizza faces”. We have had it a couple of times, and it is an easy and fun meal for toddlers to help out with. Here is our version:<br />
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<li>Red pepper </li>
<li>Broccoli </li>
<li>Sliced olives </li>
<li>Spaghetti sauce (jarred or homemade) </li>
<li>Cheese (we use what we have on hand) </li>
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1. Preheat the oven to 350<br />
2. Cut pepper into thin slices<br />
3. Separate broccoli into little pieces<br />
4. Split English muffins and place on a baking pan<br />
5. Spread sauce over entire muffin (kids could do this, but it’s a little messy for India in my opinion)<br />
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<b>Kid work </b><br />
1. Put cheese on muffin<br />
2. Put eyes (olives) on<br />
3. Put nose (broccoli) on<br />
4. Put mouth (red pepper) on<br />
5. Have an adult put them in the oven for 10 minutes or until the cheese melts<br />
6. Enjoy!<br />
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I am trying to come up with how I could do this with fruits as more of a morning meal but haven't come up with all the ingredients yet. Anyone have any ideas? Comment below if you do.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-58997292163842338672011-04-13T16:53:00.000-07:002011-04-13T16:53:43.156-07:00Maybe the glass is just too small<div class="MsoNormal">As I am sure everyone has, there are days when I am just so annoyed and every little thing sets me off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can’t lie, this typically coincides with days that my three-year-old is being a handful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You can only hear so many tantrums before you start to feel like having one yourself.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Or what about the days when you are already running late and frazzled and realize that you forgot this or that and now you are even more late.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s easy to think what a crappy day you are having and have a little pity party, I know I have attended more than one.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, looking at the whole picture, I have to attempt I have it pretty good. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">What you might be saying, is Erin being optimistic?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am a self-proclaimed glass half empty kind of girl (I said this yesterday and a friend said “no” in a mocking tone).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Right now I know two different families that are going through such heartbreak that it makes my “bad days” look like a joke.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Family number one is dealing with a nasty tumor that is offering an average lifespan of 8 years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can’t imagine being given those numbers and this family has three little ones under four.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The second family has a little boy less than two weeks old who stopped breathing last week and has been in the hospital ever since.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He isn’t able to breathe on his own for long and there doesn’t look like there is much that can be done for him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He doesn’t seem to be in pain and his family can hold him, but tears spring to my eyes just typing about him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It makes my morning of children screaming because they just want me to spend time with them look like a walk in the park not the nightmare I had made it out to be in my head.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I guess all it takes is just a little change in perspective…</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-68175456046507245642011-04-10T20:53:00.000-07:002011-04-10T20:53:59.349-07:00Half-marathon training week one<div class="MsoNormal">Yesterday ended our first week of half-marathon training and overall is just went okay.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I ended up with bad allergies the end of the week, and running did not seem like a great idea.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Sunday-3.5 miles at least I think that is about what I did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The battery died on my <a href="https://buy.garmin.com/shop/shop.do?pID=349&ra=true">Garmin</a>, so I had to guess where I thought a quarter mile was at one point in the run.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have since done the route and I would say it was pretty close.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>B+</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Wednesday-3 miles before coffee, yikes not something I would normally enjoy but actually it felt good to get my run in before the day started.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thursday-4 miles didn’t happen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I woke up with a sore throat, and a crazy bad headache.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>F</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Saturday-3 miles but it felt like 30.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Again, my head was hurting and my nose was all stuffed up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I hadn’t even gone a mile and I was ready to quit.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was able to do the whole thing, but didn’t enjoy it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>C-</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Total miles run=9.5</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I really want a pair of <a href="http://www.ladyfootlocker.com/catalog/productdetail/model--140801~95914601/cm--GLOBAL%20SEARCH%3A%20KEYWORD%20SEARCH/">Nike Free Run</a> shoes, has anyone tried them?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><br />
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Cabo, tequila shots, random hookups… Damn, that was something on TV; our spring break was nothing like that. <br />
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Monday-The girls and I had a lazy day as I realized we didn’t have to be anywhere, so why get out of pajamas before noon? When Jeff got home from work, I went for a run while he took the girls to the park. We traded off when I was finished and came home for dinner. \<br />
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Tuesday-Headed to Stroller Strides, and then home from lunch and naps. India had ballet and back home we went. Doesn’t get crazier than that. <br />
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Wednesday-Back to Stroller Strides, and playing at the mall afterwards. India had a great time, and didn’t want to leave but poor Hadley was practically asleep in the stroller. In the afternoon we head to Home Depot to meet the electrician to pick out a range hood. Wow, thank god I am not driving while typing this or I might fall asleep at the wheel.<br />
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Thursday-Once again Stroller Strides, I am starting to see a pattern here. After lunch both girls were relaxing (or sleeping in Hadley’s case) so I decided to relax for a while and watch something on Netflix. It was nice for the 45 minutes it lasted. <br />
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Friday-Off to another day of Stroller Strides, followed by indoor play at the mall. Afterwards five moms with double strollers invaded Swirl Frozen Yogurt. We had never been before, but it was really good. You pay by the ounce and there are about 12 different flavors and a ton of toppings to pick from. We split a strawberry/blueberry mix with granola, crushed almonds and marshmallows. Minus the marshmallows, it was pretty yummy. Later that evening we hit up Laughing Planet for burrito and chips. We tried to buy margarita fixing’s but the stupid liquor store closes at 7 p.m. I guess the people in the Woodstock area are better prepared for Friday evenings than we are!<br />
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Saturday-We decided that we would do a little retail therapy, and once again went to the mall. Jeff got some work things, and India and I also grabbed a few things. Sorry Hadley, you will have to wait for the hand-me-downs in a few years. We got lunch at The Ram followed by more frozen yogurt at Swirl. We also decided to get a new Wii as they were on sale at Fred Meyer. India was very excited to get a pink controller. We spent the evening making lasagna and playing Wii.<br />
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Sunday-Both Jeff and I went to get our haircuts as our hairdresser is moving to San Diego. Bummer, we both really like her and she was crazy affordable. Oh well, easy come, easy go I guess. Afterwards we hit up Starbucks for coffee and a cookie. Hadley dazzled us with her new skill, using a straw. We spent the rest of the hanging out and relaxing.<br />
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Our spring break wasn’t exciting at all, but it was a nice break from the normal weekly running around.<br />
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What did you do for spring break?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-80642477346500876942011-03-21T13:46:00.000-07:002011-04-14T10:55:39.743-07:00Mom, why did the bad guys take our computer?This is a common question now in our house after it was broken into last week. We weren’t home and everyone is fine, but the whole thing is unsettling. The girls and I came home from Stroller Strides last Tuesday, and I ran Hadley up to her room as she was exhausted. I came downstairs and walked into the kitchen and noticed the laptop was gone. I briefly questioned if I had been using the computer in the living room (not a typical place for it) and looked over and saw the back window was open. I yelled to India to put on her shoes, grabbed Hadley and my purse and headed to the car. I realized while sitting in the car that when I had unlocked the house it didn’t seem like I had to turn the key much. The police came and checked out the area, and told us that there have been quite a few break-ins in the area, with laptops and jewelry being the prime target. The thief or bad guy only took our laptop and the Wii and all the games and controllers. We had quite a few other items of worth sitting out right next to the computer but I guess they weren’t interested in them. They were very clean about it, and I don’t even think they went up stairs; they just grabbed what they wanted and headed out the front door. <br />
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The whole experience has left me feeling both violated and heartbroken. I had thousands of pictures on the laptop, and was going to back them up on an external hard drive the same morning this happened, but had decided to do it after lunch while the girls were napping. Quite a few of the pictures are online, but I hadn’t uploaded nearly as many over the last year, so more pictures than I care to think about of Hadley are gone. I find myself jumping over any movement in the backyard, robins being the main culprit. I know that it could have been worse, but I wish the whole thing won’t have happened in the first place…Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6008567983180801845.post-29115645088804793382011-03-14T10:12:00.000-07:002011-03-14T10:12:45.292-07:00Happy Birthday Hadley!I don’t know how this happened, but my baby is one already. Hadley turned one on Sunday and we celebrated with a family party. In attendance were one and a half sets of grandparents, three aunts, an uncle and four cousins plus her immediate family and a friend of her aunts. The house was full to say the least. India had to take a couple of breaks from all the action as it was a little overwhelming for her. Hadley wasn’t really interested in opening her presents, but luckily she has an older sister that was all over that.<br />
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My sister made a beautiful cake and cupcakes, and Hadley enjoyed the frosting quite a bit. On Hadley’s actual birthday we went out and got ice cream, and later made cupcakes at home. You can’t celebrate a birthday enough around here! <br />
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On a totally different note, Jeff and I ran a 5k on Sunday morning as part of our work up to a half-marathon in June. The course had more hills than we were expecting, but we felt pretty good all in all. The biggest downside to it was the weather. It rained the entire time we were there, so by the time we got home several hours later both of us were just freezing. I think I am still cold today…Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05501450763205667950noreply@blogger.com0