>Oops, I did it again

>Remind me not to leave Hubby home alone with an Internet connection and a credit card.

I left on Sunday to visit a good friend of mine for a little overnight girls trip, and before I had arrived, I received an email that I was signed up for another half marathon.

Ok, so yes, we had talked about it, but I still had to laugh when I received the email that said “Thanks for registering.” Whaat?

So, wish me luck that in less than a month, I’ll be able to run a TRAIL half marathon. I used to trail run all the time, but that was many years ago when I was a little more brave and not worried about broken bones. Fast-forward some 15 years and I’m a lot older, hopefully a little wiser, and definitely more skittish about self induced bodily harm.

So, that is that. So, I guess I am really on my way to completing my goal of running 5 halfs this year. It would be nice to knock out 2 of them by the end of April. We shall see.

>Spring!

>Spring has sprung around these parts. My yard is full of daffodils, even though I’ve decided that I could plant an entire yard full and still want more. I can see the tulips getting ready to bloom, and of course, a little pollen in the air, and noticing that our lawn needs to be mowed.

I also unpacked a few Easter goodies for around the house.

Mom gave me this little guy and he found a home on our rather unadorned mantle, along with some forsythia branches.

On the agenda this week, Easter egg dyeing (pastel glitter!), and putting together Easter baskets. Pretty simple around here … one new book each, sidewalk chalk to share, and Little People that come in eggs. I think we’ll round it out with either some goldfish crack-uhs or an-mul (animal) crack-uhs.

>Skirts

>Has anyone ever been to a Sevier Skirt skirt party before? I noticed that one of my FaceBook friends became a fan, so I went to their page and website. Nosy? Probably. Curious, for sure.

I have to say, that I am in love with almost each and every one.

I would love to have a wardrobe of these fun skirts and then just wear a plain tshirt, turtleneck, or sweater and be done with it. Tights in the winter, bare legs in the summer. You’d always look pulled together and cute.

Surely, someone out there has to know about these adorable skirts. If not, let’s throw a party and find out!

Posted in Uncategorized Tagged

>Shoes!

>

Lately, Libby is obsessed with shoes, especially ones that don’t belong to her and her beloved, one-size-too-big snow boots.

As witnessed this afternoon, wearing my pointy toe sling backs.

One possibly, final attempt at the monthly chair photo. It just doesn’t work anymore. If I hear of any twin moms that tell me that they kept this ritual up until their twins were 3, I may cry. I bet your kids also don’t toss their sippy cups on the floor, or tell you “no” when you try to brush their teeth. Or, please tell me that you have somehow tied them to the chair, but you just can’t tell it in the photos.

My little bitty babies are almost 2! OK, maybe I’m exaggerating a little bit, but June will be here in just a few short months and I really don’t know where the time has gone.

>The Firm

>Hubby has a 3rd interview with a company this afternoon, and they have also asked to meet me. So, I’m going to lunch on Friday afternoon. Gulp. I totally feel like we may be in the movie, The Firm. I didn’t realize that companies still did this … it feels very old school.

So, of course some of my questions are where are we going for lunch, and what should I wear?

Lunch will be downtown, and still no idea what I’m wearing. Since I’ve been a quasi stay at home mom/part time marketer/unemployed marketer for nearly 2 years, my business attire is a little lacking.

Luckily, I have the trusty Ann Taylor black pants and a selection of spring-ish sweaters, so I think I’ll be OK.

Now to brush up on current events so I don’t blurt out something like “Have you seen the new BPA free children’s plates from Tupperware?” or “You should have seen me trying to catch the roll away poop from Libby’s diaper on Monday.” or even better, “Guess what Maddy said today? Boogie! As in booger.” Ugh.

It’s hard enough to go on a job interview for yourself, but to go on one for your husband is a new one for me. I certainly don’t want to be the one to mess it up!

>Race Update

>

Right after I finished. Can I hold or wear one more gadget or piece of gear?

Whoo to the hoo, as one of my running buddies would say … a new PR for me at 2:13:56. I did this same race last year and shaved 9 minutes off my time. There were plenty of hills to keep me honest, but I just felt good and went for it.

With my running buddy MM, after the race.

Our dynamic trio + one, well + two. We all ran the Virginia Beach half last summer. ET has temporarily gone on to better things right now … making a cute baby, and I’m living vicariously through her instead of having more of my own.

Once I got to mile 10, I realized that I was way ahead of my 2:25 pace band, so I pulled out the 2:20 pace band, and realized that I was still ahead. That’s when I got a little scared. Then I came up on and later passed the “fast” woman in our running club. Then I was a lot scared, but I did it!
Now, if my children will ever fall asleep, a shower and nap are in my future. I am really wishing that I had a hammock, but possibly a nap with the windows open will have to work.
It was great to have a wonderful running buddy and see our other running buddy who volunteered on the course today. Plus, the support of about 20 other ladies in our group who would always give you a smile and a “good job” when we saw each other on the course. I couldn’t do this if it weren’t for the support of all of them, and also Hubby, Maddy & Libby.

My support crew. Does it look like Libby is flashing gang symbols?

Hubby’s “PR, PR, PR” chant this morning must have worked and knowing that I have people excited to see me finish is a great feeling while pounding away 13.1 miles!

>My bags are packed …

>

and I’m ready to go! I’m up early to eat some oatmeal with a banana and hydrate, hydrate, hydrate.

I’ll be running my 5th half marathon later this morning. We have ended up with a gorgeous day (sun and high of 78 degrees). It should be in the 50’s when we are running which will feel just about perfect, I hope.

A few things that I don’t run without …

  • My Fuel Belt water bottle. Packed inside are my GU Chomps.
  • For long runs, Glide. No real explanation needed, but it definitely helps prevent chafing.
  • Inhaler. Ugh, but necessary.
  • For races, my race number that is now pinned onto my shirt, oh, and my beer ticket for after the race.
  • Our handy dandy race pace bands. I made two different times for my running buddy & I. One a little slower and one a little faster. We’ll see how we feel and decide.
  • I’m rolling that Biofreeze all over my neck. I won’t smell pretty, but I still have a slight twinge to my neck and that should solve the problem.

Wish me luck everyone and I’ll hopefully report back this afternoon!

Oh, and wish some luck to Hubby and my running buddy’s Hubby who will be keeping up with two sets of twins, and a 4-year-old while they wait for us to finish! That may be harder than running this race.

>Channeling Sex and the City

>I would much rather be channeling Carrie’s shoe or Charlotte’s dress collections, but today, I feel just like the episode where Miranda threw out her neck.

I woke up and I could tell I had somehow tweaked it. Luckily, I didn’t end up naked on the bathroom floor, wrapped in a bath mat to be saved by Aiden.

Of course, my half marathon is on Saturday and I’ve spent a good majority of the day with one of those heatable bean bag neck wraps around my neck.

I’m going for a little 2-mile run later and I’m hoping that will stretch out the kink and I’ll be good to go. It’s worked for me before and I’m just hoping that I’m not all messed up for Saturday.

>Words

>Words heard lately in the D. family.

“Quack.” – When Maddy and Libby see a duck or when asked what the duck says.
“Up” or “Up-see.” When they want out of the high chair, crib, or up in your lap.
“Coat, Go.” Pretty self-explanatory. “Get your coat on, and let’s go!”
“Noooo.” Again, pretty self-explanatory. “Do you want more milk?” “Nooooo.” “Let’s change your diaper.” “Noooooo.”
“Baby” For anyone (real or in pictures) under the age of 4.
“Baaaaa.” As in what the sheep says.
“Naa-no.” or “Naa-nu.” Still trying to figure out what this one means. We think it may be a loose interpretation of “I want a…” “Naa-nu” = “wanna.”
“Pasie” = Pacifier. We are now only using it at nap & bedtime. I’m hoping to give them away to some lucky baby by the time Maddy and Libby turn 2, so cross your fingers.
“Elmo” Yep, that red monster. This one may have surprised us the most, because they only have the Elmo telephone and two Elmo plates and don’t watch Sesame Street. I do think there are some Elmo toys at their preschool, so I think that’s how it’s infiltrated.

We’ve also had an abundance of dancing, exploring, snuggles, hugging, book reading, swinging, oh, and banging on the cabinet when they want more crackers!

>Thoughts about the census

>I’m sure this post will have me on some Government watch list now, but here are my thoughts about the 2010 Census.

Did anyone else think that the mailing prior to the mailing of the actual Census was a big ol‘ waste of our government dollars? I understand the idea behind “save the dates”, but I think the yard signs, television ads, and the big Census envelope arriving in my mail are sufficient.

What if you have more than 12 people in your house? What will Octomom and The Duggar family do?

I loved the way that the envelope was marked “Your response is required by law.” Really? Am I going to jail if I don’t return this form? Of course, I’m a good law-abiding citizen, so my form is neatly filled out and ready to be returned, but can they really enforce this? Are they going to arrest me if I don’t return it?