31 August 2009
This last Saturday I ran the Logan half marathon with my two running buddies Mistee and Jana. This was the first time that I had friends running with me, which made the whole experience so much better. The first four miles were a little more painful than usual since I was nursing a broken rib which made breathing a bit more difficult. I think that it just went numb after a while, or I just stopped paying attention because it didn't hurt for the rest of the race. My time was 1 hour 44 minutes... I was hoping to make this a faster time than my last, but I'm just glad I could run it at all after breaking my rib the week before. The best part of it all was my Judd and my baby girl waiting for me at the end. Mistee and Jana did really well for thier first half marathon. Can't wait to run some more! I forgot how addicting racing was.
23 August 2009
16 August 2009
Ah, the pitter patter of little feet on the floor.... I'm quite sure that there is no better sound.
Kennedy decided yesterday that she was going to walk. She completely skipped taking a few steps at a time and went straight to walking everywhere by herself. She is such a stubborn little girl, I have a feeling that Judd and I are in for some trouble.
15 August 2009
I was so proud of this most recent trip so I'm going to brag :) I bought everything in this picture- 20 boxes of cereal, 14 boxes of fruit snacks, 10 packs of cookies, 10 boxes of Eggos, and 6 boxes of rice Krispie treats for a grand total of 60 items I paid 30 dollars plus tax .50 cents per item!!!! Plus Kelloggs is doing a rebate and they will be sending me 10 dollars back..... SO I REALLY ONLY SPENT 20 dollars. (I know you may be thinking that all we eat is cereal and junk food, but I swear we do eat regular home cooked food!)
02 August 2009
They are incredible creatures and virtually have no predators other than humans. They are loved, protected and admired by almost everyone in the world. Mermaids don't exist. If they did exist, they would be lining up outside the offices of Argentinean psychoanalysts due to identity crisis. Fish or human? They don't have a sex life because they kill men who get close to them not to mention how could they have sex?
Therefore they don't have kids either. Not to mention who wants to get close to a girl who smells like a fish store? The choice is perfectly clear to me; I want to be a whale.