So What! Wednesday

Come on already, join me in some So what! Wednesday at Life After I "Dew". It helps to get some stuff off your chest and read other people with some freaky quirky tendencies that we have all grown to love, or at least be okay with.


So what if:
-Pinterest has become my new Facebook. I no longer care that "my baby ate peas! Here look at this picture of him with green poop on his shirt!" These posts seem to flood my facebook feed and nowadays I now would rather stalk people's recipe's and style.


-I have about 1402394098niner recipe pins on Pinterest and I have made 1. That one was delicious though. Lemon muddy buddies you have my heart. And don't make me feel as guilty eating a stick of butter because you taste fresh and healthy!


-I'm dying for fall to get here so I can wear boots and tights. That's my favorite attire. Until Spring comes, and then I crave flip flops and shorts again.


-If I picked Isabelle's Halloween costume MONTHS ago. I picked her first halloween costume before I even knew she was a girl...and it was glorious.



Lobster Anyone? Am I right or am I right...There is nothing cuter than kids in costume. Or men dressed as chefs.





What she's into

I am a little behind in this, but I love the idea of keeping a record of everything Isabelle is "into" at a year old. I tried to do this in her baby book and I lasted 3 months. Mother of the year right here! So, this is going to be a baby book for her. The best baby book ever...because honestly, who cares about the first haircut? Oh, you do? Well sorry, but my baby rocks a mullet so we don't need haircuts.

One Year

Loves:

Dora the Explorer

Eating breakfast as soon as she wakes up

Pushing her car up and down our driveway

Puppies. Any kind of dog get's this girl screaming

Dancing

Her baby sign (she'll wear you out with "more" and "all done")

Fake laughing

Fake crying

Bread

Mommy's earrings "Pretties"

Chugging Gatorade

Seeing Daddy's truck come home

Picking up sticks

Anything her cousins do

Waving "HI" and "BYE"

Bath time

Airplanes

Birds

Reading books while sitting on mommy or daddy's lap

Playing fetch

Running

Her Pacifier "Nuk"

Going to the park

Yogurt night

Looking at herself in the mirror (Such a girl)

Picking flowers for mommy

Not so much Loves:

Getting out of the bath

Diaper changes

Changing clothes

Someone bothering her when she's pooping (Who does like that though?)

Yelling

Any loud noises 

"The Map" from Dora the Explorer

Coming inside after being outside

Riding in the car

Nap time/ bed time

Being rushed (her and her daddy live on "Texas time")

Random people that try and pick her up

It's amazing to me how quickly her preferences can change and it's weird to think that in a few short months she will "Love" something else and "not really love" something that she likes now. Sad, but I guess it would be weird if she went to college watching Dora the Explorer with her pacifier and still wanted to sit on mom and dads lap to read a book. (I'm not going to lie though, I wouldn't be sad about that last part).

Whirlwind Weekend!

On Friday, Mr. T left to go do a little bit of this:

While we stayed home to do a little of this:

Yup, that's a picture of Isabelle and her little buddy, plus our two dogs riding in my car. We got a call that we had a showing for our house on Friday so we had to load up and move our party to my mom's house. Quite the crew we have right?

Mr. T went on a much needed fishing trip with his dad while us girls stayed home and played in the awesome weather we have been having. Since we had a few showings and an open house on Sunday, Isabelle and I just stayed the weekend at my parents house. I don't know why I used to complain about living with my parents..why would you ever complain about free room and board, no bills, and a live in maid/nanny? It was an awesome weekend.

My parents live on an acre and a half so our dogs love it out there just as much as we do. Isabelle's favorite thing to do is find sticks to give to Spike. She will search for the perfect stick and then bring it to him for him to chew on while he just sits there like a king, waiting for the tiny pink lady to bring him more toys.  Tough life.

My parents live out of city limits and more in the country than us city folk. I got up early to run (like usual), but instead of seeing the same houses over and over, I saw this:

It takes them about 30 minutes to drive anywhere in town, which to me would be annoying. But then when you are out there and there are no cars that whiz by, no sirens in the middle of the day, and no crazy neighbors (whole other story for ya there), you realize how quiet and relaxing the country really is.

Saturday was a day with Papa. We woke up and ran together and then went to Starbucks for some Pumpkin Spice Latte (or as most people call it Punkin Spice) and then went to the plant nursery to run around and get some things for the yard which wore the little lady out for most of the day.

On Sunday after church my nephew Isaac came home with us to play with Izzy, which is probably the cutest thing in the world to see. He is a BIG kid for his age, but when he plays with Isabelle, he becomes a gentle giant. They played tag together, hide and seek and laughed at each others funny faces. Isabelle is an independent woman that doesn't love to hold hands with anyone, but she doesn't  mind loving on her cousin.

How stinkin cute are they? Yeah, melts my heart every time.

So What! Wednesday

Today I am linking up with Shannon over at Life after I "Dew" for a little So what! Wednesday. If you haven't linked up, you should. It makes you feel better about the randomness that goes on in your life.



So what if:
-I have read 5 of the Harry Potter's in a little over a month. I have yet to see any of the movies because I love the books so much and I don't want to be disappointed in how crappy the movie is.(ex: The Help, The Twilight series, and any John Grisham novel. Not an Example: Water for Elephants. Loved the book. Loved the movie).

-I love Teen Mom and I am really pulling for Catelynn and Tyler make it. They're really cute to me. What's not cute to me? Ferris' attitude.

-Since I found out I got into the Boston Marathon I have basically quit running. I know that training is going to be a bia in January so I am kind of saving up for that. Plus is really dark early in the mornings and I get scared!

-I chuckle a little each time someone writes on my wall or sends me a message on Facebook, but then when we see each other in real life we avoid each other like the plague. Is it just me or has Facebook made social interaction awkward. "Hi! What are you doing nowadays? Oh you're moving? yeah I knew that from Facebook. Oh you've had a baby?! Yeah, I saw that on Facebook too." Basically there is no point in catching up anymore because we're all already caught up with everyone from Facebook.

-I get really annoyed when couples post gushy stuff on each others Facebook walls. If you love each other keep that stuff private. If you are so "in love" then you probably have their phone number. Call them. Or text them if social interaction makes you awkward because of Facebook.

-If Mr. T and I watch old episodes of Friends (obviously they're old, Duh!) and still laugh out loud at them. I can recite most of the lines, but they are still hilarious to me. Oh, Chandler Bing, you get me every time!

We're Expecting....

a Lululemon here in town!!

What did you think I meant by we're expecting?

That's right. God's gift to workout gear is coming to Oklahoma which means two things: I am going to be so happy when I'm working out (oh, who am I kidding? I live in workout gear. I seriously wear it every day. It makes me feel like I'm a workout-aholic/ supermom when in reality, I'm just lazy and hate getting dressed. Sue me.) and I'm going to be so poor. If you have walked in the store you would realize that the stuff is not cheap. By not cheap I mean like $60 buckaroos for a tank top.

 Now I am no snob when it comes to fashion. I usually only wear stuff from Forever 21 and Target (even though I think I am aging out of Forever 21. A t-shirt that says, "Your boyfriend thinks I'm cute." is not cute on a married lady with a baby) but when I was preggo I drank the Lululemonade and never went back to cheap workout gear.

The stuff doesn't rub, doesn't stink after you wear it, fits a little long so you don't feel like your jiggling out everywhere, and has little frilly feminine touches on it so you don't feel like a butch lady when you're working out.


This Tonya Harding doesn't need a crowbar. Maybe some Lululemon would make her feel pretty though...just a thought.



Geez Anna. You seriously should try to clean yourself up a bit.

I would post a picture of me wearing the gear, but posting a picture of myself right underneath a Kournikova picture just sounds dumb.

You know what's not dumb though?? Pictures of my little monkey going for a jog. Kournikova's got nothing on her.

Don't worry about it, she's staying hydrated.

That mom?!

When did I become "that mom"? I asked myself that question about a gazillion times this weekend. Since we are selling our house,  that means we have to de-personalize and make all of the colors in our house neutral. I have come to the conclusion that the word "neutral" really means snooze fest. Our entire house is in earth tones except for Isabelle's room. We had fun decorating it. When I first found out I was having a baby girl, I was so excited to paint her room BRIGHT PINK. Yes, I have heard soft colors are more calming to babies and blah blah blah, but I knew my baby would come out a little pistol. I was correct. Hello motherly instincts! So we painted her room very pink. We also had Mr. T's amazing artist grandma paint a tree in her room to give it a little personal touch. The room was perfect. We brought Isabelle home to this room, rocked her to sleep in it, read to her, played with her in it and now she loves to look at her birds hanging from a tree branch (we hung that instead of a mobile) and yell "bud! bud!" and then my heart melts.

Bed and "buds!"

The first time our realtor walked in her room, he stated that it would be best to make the room feel bigger and a "neutral" (there's that stupid word again) color. I knew that was coming. I knew the first time we painted her room pink that we would have to paint the room again when we decided to sell it. So I told myself it would be easy and I would be excited to paint her next room in our new house.

The last picture I took before covering up her tree

On Saturday, I got my run in, drank my coffee, put my Pandora radio on Adele  and started painting.
Everything was going smoothly until I got to the tree. I started to panic a little and felt something warm in my eyes and also felt my throat starting to get a knot in it. What the heck is this feeling? No way am I about to cry. I don't cry in situations like this. No one is dying, it's just a stupid tree made of paint.

The start of the Sad Saturday paint day

That's when I realized I was "that mom". I immediately told Mr. T that I needed to find a hobby because I was losing my mind. I always laughed at the moms that got all sentimental at the smallest changes (hey mom! sorry for laughing at you...I thought you were a big cry baby, but now I have turned into a monster wimp). I immediately changed the radio station off the sad break up songs and put on some Britney Spears radio. Nothing screams less of a "that mom" than Britney Spears right?

Boring finished product.

When does this lameness stop? Ever? I know it will come and go when they get older, but I just hope I don't cry every time we paint. That's just weird.

I'll order my Prozac now.

Wild Weather

This week has been quite the week here in Oklahoma for weather. When we woke up on Monday and Tuesday, our city looked like it was on fire. The news told us not to panic, but a controlled fire 100 miles away was causing all of the smoke that was laying over our city. Since the air was so still and dry, it was perfect conditions for the smoke to just rest over our city. It was so freaky looking!



Source

It was 102 on Monday and 104 on Tuesday which made for another day where we thought the summer was never going to end. Then Thursday happened. There was a high of 60 degrees, but if felt colder than that because it was drizzling and cloudy all day. When you drop 40 degrees in less than 48 hours your body feels like you are playing a practical joke. I immediately get tired and achy feeling. I HATE the drastic change in weather, but I'm pretty sure that's just one of the ol' perks of livin' in the A-OK state.


Our Fall/Winter attire that we pulled out to play outside

Isabelle loves the weather because our dogs have this extra little kick of energy so they spring around the yard like their tails are on fire. She loooves that.
Sad part about selling your house during this time of year....I can't decorate my house in Halloween/Thanksgiving/Christmas stuff! How depressing is that?!?! I just realized it when I went into Hobby Lobby yesterday to find their festive things out. I was so close to buying some and then realized that I would only be able to buy it and put it in storage. I know that when Christmas comes, I will not be able to resist decorating, but hopefully by then we will have our house sold. Any lookers?

Have a good weekend! 
 

Thrilling Thursdays

Thank you all for the sweet words about being accepted into the Boston Marathon. I am really excited and at the same time I'm terrified. My "real" training starts in January so that's when all the fun will happen.

This morning I got up and it was a perfect morning. 57 degrees, a little breeze and the sun was just coming up enough to make the clouds pink and blue like cotton candy. I walked outside to start my morning run and then turned around and walked back in my house and back to bed. I just wasn't feeling it. Do you have days like this? There is no reason whatsoever that I could think of to get out of the run, so I didn't have an excuse other than the bed felt better than the asphalt. The local race I'm training for is at the end of October and is 9 miles so I seriously need to get my butt in gear, but right before I walked out the door I heard Isabelle wake up and Mr. T run to grab her and bring her back into our bed. Now seriously, how am I supposed to not want to join in on that?

The awesome part about being the CEO of our house is that I get to set my own hours. So that means that today during Izzy's nap time, I will load her in our jogging stroller and get my run in then. It's much tougher to run with her, but now that the weather has cooled off I can run with her mid day again.

Want to know what else I did this morning before 7 o'clock? Grocery shopping. Have you been grocery shopping when you are the only one there that doesn't use one of those scooter grocery carts or have blue hair? It's awesome. There are no lines, no terrible cart drivers and did I mention no lines? I can't wait to join the geriatrics and get up early to do my business. Mr. T and I always say we are going to be perfect old people. We wake up early, read the paper, drink coffee and go to sleep early. I also have a crazy love for jewelry. I wish I could wear a ring on every hand and 14 necklaces at a time without looking like a weird cat lady, but I can't. But I can when I'm old. And I will. That's expected. I will also talk loudly about the kid that wears his pants so low that you can see his underwear. My grandma used to do that and pretend like she was hard of hearing so she could say rude things loudly when in reality, she just wanted the person to hear her. Ohh grandma someday I dream to be just like you.

For the rest of the day, I am going to pack up pictures (I'm crying on the inside) around the house so our house is ready to be shown. The realtor explained that you do this because you want future buyers to picture themselves in your home and not this other family whose pictures are all over the walls. Really? You can't look past the pictures people? That's dumb. We have been looking at houses and I love the houses with pictures on the walls. Mr. T would say that I like them because I'm such a creeper (which I totally am...hey you're a blog reader so that makes you a tiny creeper). But I also feel like pictures make the house feel like a home. But whatev, if it makes our house sell faster than I'll hang pictures of Burt Reynolds. Just get this baby sold! I know it's going to be a pain showing our house and keeping it clean with 2 dogs and a toddler so I hope it's bought soon. So please pray for a swift and smooth sale for us. Thank ya much!
We are going to run to target to get a few storage bins for some household stuff and to look to see if they have anything from Missoni at Target. Have you heard about that? It crashed the sight and everything was bought in most places in less than 4 hours!? That's crazy to me. It may be the fact that I'm an old lady, but I feel like if everyone else is buying stuff then I don't want it. Why would I want to match every single girl on the street? That sounds like high school and I've already done that and not really wanting to do it again. But I do have to see what all the fuss is about. Reason number 32,987,230,498 to like target. I love how they make good brands affordable.

Here's to a thrilling Thursday!

Yay!! I did it!

Fake it til you make it

Dirty monkeys-get your mind out of the gutter. I'm talking about fake tanning! As I have stated before, I used to be a sun worshiper! Everything I did was outdoors and I BARELY put sunscreen on...EVER. I am blessed to be 1/4 Choctaw Indian so I tan really easily. That's what I always said..."I don't burn, I tan." Awesome. But my skin was screaming at me!

Over tan me. Pretending to look at an engagement ring. Totally staged.

Before I was a stay at home mommy, I did sales and marketing for a health and wellness spa in town. One of the perks of the jobs was working with some great estheticians in town. The great estheticians put my under this HORRIBLE light/ camera thing that completely opened my eyes. It shows where your sun spots are and what you are most likely to look like if you continue aging at the same process. From that moment, swore  off tanning beds and not going outside with sunblock on daily! No small feat for one that loves to have some color 365 days of the year. But, seeing what all those years in a tanning bed have done it's an easy commitment to make. My laying out in the real sun doesn't even happen much given it is just too stinkin hot in Tulsa to deal with the heat unless a pool is within 3 feet. It has been an abominable 110 degrees here lately. Ugh. I have had non-stop boob sweat for the past 8 days. And I just ran out of deodorant...wanna be friends?

Back to self tanners. Remember Coppertone QT? “It tans you anytime, rain or shine, when you use QT," went the commercial. How perfect! I bought a bottle when I was about 13, desiring to be as dark as I could be. (This was of course to go along with getting my hair being blonde...I blame it on having a sister who was 5 years older than me and who I wanted to be JUST like her and her friends) I recall this being a big purchase, $4.99 and I couldn't wait to get home and make myself look like a little potato. I definitely changed shades but Sunkist orange with crusty yellow-orange hands was not what I desired. And I won't even get into the streaks. Yuck.

Onto Oklahoma. Given the sun here, I didn't need tanner much until I started becoming  aware of the slow decline of my skin's elasticity (and of course, how much I cherish my life and don't want to leave this party too early).  So now I can give you some healthy alternatives that I found and here are my favorites! I promise I am not hired or paid by these products...but if you guys do want to pay me HOLLA!!

1. Fake Bake Products (http://www.fakebake.com/):
Another Tulsa gem, I was introduced to this from a esthetician friend. This line can be found in beauty supply stores, but I found mine at Ulta. It is hands down the best stuff I've found. They have spray on, mousse and lotion formulas along with good smelling exfoliating lotion. EXFOLIATION IS THE KEY. Another key for me is not smelling like burning skin. One application of this for me and I was 2 months of tanning in. Woo hoo! A bit pricier than drugstore stuff but well worth it. All tanners smell good, dry quick and are basically streak free. The mousse is a  quick fix on my pasty legs in the morning when I'm rushed. Which is pretty much every day. Thanks Isabelle.


Jergens Natural Glow Tanning Lotion:

If you want to to go the drugstore route, get this stuff. Until Fake Bake entered my world, this was it for me. Their gel is unsurpassed at color & non-streaking. It doesn't have that annoying "tanner" smell either. However, it takes a long time to dry. As a perpetually late person, this eliminated it from my morning routine. Comes in medium-dark & dark formulas-both are pretty intense so paler skins take caution, but since it gradually gets darker, you will notice if you start to look ridiculous.

3. Banana Boat Banana Boat Summer Color Sunless Lotion (http://www.bananaboat.com/): This gets a mention from me as during my really poor days, it was the best of what I could afford. Ohh the days of college. Gotta love it. A bit on the smelly side and a little slow to dry, it still does the trick and with a good application you will get a good glow going without looking like you rolled in glitter.Light-Medium and Medium-Dark formulas are available. It can be found in just about any grocery store.

As far as shade selection goes, my personal opinion is that if you are going to try for some fake color, get the medium to dark formulas. Unless you are albino white, they should work on you and not turn you any unusual, George Hamiltonesque orange colors. Just apply with caution and carefully.

Unfavorites:

Correct me if I'm wrong, but these just didn't work that great for me:

Loreal Sublime Bronze Tinted Self-Tanning Lotion:

 It's gradual, but I think it's a load of crap.  Maybe it's because I'm already a little tan or maybe it's because I am horribly impatient but these did nothing for me whatsoever. My skin ended up moisturized (sorta), but no darker than before even when I did use it daily. My paler friends loved it though so maybe it does have some redeeming qualities-just none that I have seen.

Spray Tanning: Let me clarify. I am a fan of spray tanning, but now I have seen where people are getting "contoured" to look like they have a six pack or muscular arms and legs. What? People that's just weird. Now only do you look like you just got home from a Hawaiian vacation, but now you also look like you went to boot camp and came back fit....until you shower. Then it streaks away and you look like your skin and muscles are crumbling. Not cute. Not cute at all.  The con on spray tanning is that it also takes a bit to dry and so you have to just stand there in your undies. I also felt like the spray was FREEZING cold and immediately made me need to pee. So prepare yourself. And your bladders.

Fakers, I hope that this brings some sunshine into your life! Self-tanners keep getting improving. These that I have listed are what I've found work for me (and a few other friends). Let me know if you have some favorites as well!
Reformed Orange,
-Melissa

We're baaack!

We survived....well I had no doubts that Isabelle would survive, but Mr. T and I made it 5 days without our little girl and it was a LOT tougher than I thought. Mr. T has been away from her before (someone's gotta work around this joint!), but I had not. I had visions of cleaning the house, cooking, running errands, sleeping, running on my own, etc. Well that was fun for about an afternoon and then I missed my sidekick! She had a blast with her "BopBop" and "JuJu" so that made it easier for me, plus they sent me pictures and videos whenever they could....honestly what did we do before smart phones? Talk on the phone?? That's just weird.

My girl in her new running shoes...Mama's proud!

Isabelle and "JuJu" going shopping. I don't know who's more excited.

So guess what I did this morning???
Out of guesses?
Registered for THE Boston Marathon! My qualifying time is 3:19, so hopefully I will get in. I hear back from them soon, so keep your fingers and toes crossed....if you're a runner, keep your black, blistered toes crossed for me! The race is in April, so I will start my training for it in January which could be interesting with the Oklahoma winters. Last year I trained for the marathon at the same time and it was pretty awesome minus the two weeks that I was snowed in the house. The sucky part of running a marathon in April is that the weather can be perfect or awful. Last year I trained in cold weather and then race day was 80 degrees! It was honestly the worst I ever felt in a run...so I pray for ANYTHING better than that!

Sorry for the random post, but I'm living off 3 hours of sleep. For some reason I have been sleeping terribly!
But tomorrow I am doing a review for something that I use ALL THE TIME! Be excited...it will change your life. Or it won't, either way it'll be a good read. So come back.

Blog Break

Well, this week Mrs. Isabelle is with her grandparents in West Texas. This weekend we went to Dallas to hang out and then we left her with her "JuJu" and "Bop Bop" (she named her grandpa that all by herself) yesterday as they headed for their drive home. She was happy to go with them, it was her dad and I that had to hold back tears! Side bar: we did not miss her while we were making the 4 hour drive back to Tulsa. She's not exactly the easiest traveler, but I guess I wouldn't be if I had to face backwards and look at the back of a seat. Boooring! We also didn't really miss her when we got to watch Big Brother and comment as loudly as we wanted without worrying about waking her up. I did "shhh" Mr. T once because he was talking loudly....force of habit I guess. Or I'm just a bia. Who knows?
The trip started out with a little hitch when we left at 6:00 in Mr. T's truck and then made it about 45 minutes out of town when his trucks "Check Engine" light came on and his truck started shaking. We turned around and slowly made our way back home to get my car. Thank the Lord, we made it but that meant the 4 hour trip had turned into a 5 1/2 hour trip and Isabelle only got a short morning nap during the driving so it defeated our purpose of getting up at the butt crack of dawn! She was really good during the trip though...mainly because we downloaded a few Dora The Explorer episodes on Itunes so she could watch them on our computer...HALLELUJAH!
We did make it to Texas safe and sound and we had a great weekend. We ran the Labor Day 5k yesterday and I WON! Woo hoo! I ran an 18:15, so I was happy with that. The weather was great (70 degrees), but it was surprisingly really windy. Mr. T ran his second fastest time ever so he was pretty happy with that too. (He also beat his brother in law, which was his real goal. They have a crazy, secret, competitive thing going on....boys!)
Before we made our trek home, Isabelle put on her new outfit that her JuJu gave her....Only in Texas.

The cutest Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader I have ever seen.

Sorry so blurry. The outfit made her sassy so she was running EVERYWHERE!

Told ya.

On the drive home to West Texas, Isabelle stopped to see Mr. T's grandma (Izzy's great grandma). Isabelle looks more like this side of her family. As you can tell, Mr. T get's his hair from this side of the family as well. 

So this week, I have a lot to do without Isabelle here. Since we are putting our house on the market, lots of stuff has to get done so my blog posts might be bare. I know! What is the world going to do?!  But I will be getting our house ready, making some things I have dying to make off Pinterest and crying myself to sleep missing my girl. I hear wine helps.....

It's that time of year again!

If you're a runner here in Oklahoma, this time of year means you are either getting ready for the Tulsa Run 15k or the Route 66 half marathon/ marathon. I am in no shape for a marathon, so I am in training for the Tulsa Run, which is a huge race here! My dad has run EVERY Tulsa run since the beginning of time and my mom has as well. The only one she missed was because she was 8 months pregnant with me. I think she still holds that against me when my dad boasts that he's run every single one. Sorry mom, I too was busy growing limbs to worry about your race schedule!  My parents are crazy. Mr. T reminds me daily often that I am just like that. I'll take it.
So now I am in training to race for 9 miles. My goal is to run it under one hour so that takes some training on my part and some early morning runs to beat the heat. Lately, the sun hasn't been coming up until 6:45, so that means I run in the dark and it creeps me out. Dang you Criminal Minds! Mr. T. forbids me to watch that show anymore because I have nightmares and weird/creepy thoughts throughout the day. I always run with my phone, pepper spray and one of our big dogs. I would say I'm pretty cautious, but I still get freaked out until the sun comes up.
This week I ran about 35 miles total and did two workouts. Mr. T and I ran in our hilly neighborhood pushing the baby jogger. We switch off pushing every two miles. IT IS FREAKING HARD! Have you read the story of the dad that pushes his grown son in marathons? If you haven't bring out the tissues and read HERE.

I am not quite like that, I am more like this:

I wish I could run like a crab.

I'm going to apply for the Boston Marathon in a few weeks....I can't believe I am saying that! Holy crapola that's a huge race. Like the most prestigious in the world!  I ran a qualifying time in the Nashville Marathon, but Boston is making their standards tougher, so here's to hoping I get in. If I do get in, then I start training in January. Crab Run here I come! 

Boston has been on my bucket list for a while. Remember when I said my parents were crazy? How crazy you ask? Well, my mom found out she was preggo with me AFTER she ran the Boston Marathon (she's wicked fast) and she couldn't recover. So technically I ran the marathon when I was just a little peanut. My sister also likes to remind me how my mom cried and cried when she found out she was pregnant with me. Thanks sis....and mom. Rude.

This weekend we are also going to Ft. Worth Texas for my brother in law's manly baby shower. They are doing poker and a fantasy football draft. That actually sounds more fun to me than "guess what candy bar is melted in the diaper." How is it that a man shower is less disgusting than a woman's shower? We are going to do a labor day 5k down there, so hopefully it's not a million degrees. We are also going to say goodbye to Isabelle for 4 days as she goes to her grandma and grandpa's house in west Texas without us. That's right...without us. The longest time I have been away from her has been for 1 night. PAAAARTY! I will miss her, but I know she'll have a blast. Mr. T and I are planning on going out to dinner every night and watching the TV loud and sleeping in. I am going to run errands and clean the house and...

Oh who am I kidding? I am going to cry like a baby every night aren't I?

How could I not miss this little monkey?

Embrace the Camera

This is one of my favorite pictures with my little girl. It's after her 1st birthday party and after she had some cake. I couldn't resist on getting in on some sugary sugars!



Time to embrace your camera!