I may have mentioned this before, but this kid of mine cracks me up daily.
On the way home from church tonight, I was asking him what he did. He told me about playing with Miss Liz and all his friends, and then he sighed. "I had a rough day, Mom." I had to laugh. And see what else I could get out of him. "You had a rough day?"
Sigh. "Yeah." (barely audible)
"Why was it rough?"
Another sigh. "Because."
And then in the next breath, he moved on to wondering where the moon was hiding.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Running the Race
OK, I'm making it official. As of Saturday, Sept 13, 2008, I am in training for the Capitol 10K in Austin in March.
I know - Jenni? Running? A 10K?
Yes. You can blame it on Jenny W. She's been training for this race that she'll run in memory of her dad, and I've just admired her dedication so much - even had a couple of "I should do something too" moments. Then a few weeks ago, she issued this challenge. And darn it, but she's so stinkin' inspiring!
But truthfully, this seed was planted a little over a year ago when I watched my awesome Fri cross the finish line of a particularly grueling triathlon... If she can do that, I can do this.
I am off to a slow start - it took me a ridiculously long time to run/walk the 2-mile loop around my neighborhood on Saturday. And then it took 2 minutes less yesterday... and no, I'm not posting times - they're too embarrassing. But I know now how long I can run (not long) without having to walk, and I know how much work I need to do.
My goal for now is to be able to run the entire 2 miles by the end of October. I will run (or run/walk) at least 3 times a week, even if that means 2 days in a row because of our crazy schedules.
I will have a goal for the 10k - just finishing it is not going to be enough... but I'm not ready to set that goal yet.
Why am I running? Good question. Randy's reaction when I told him what I wanted to do was, "I've just never really seen you as much of a runner." And he's totally right - I'm not. I'm a slug. I need to get off my ever-growing rear end and do something. I need to take care of my heart and my body. I need to have more energy. It wouldn't hurt to burn off a few pounds of flab. And I need to achieve something. So this will be it.
The Capitol 10K. March 29th, 2009.
I know - Jenni? Running? A 10K?
Yes. You can blame it on Jenny W. She's been training for this race that she'll run in memory of her dad, and I've just admired her dedication so much - even had a couple of "I should do something too" moments. Then a few weeks ago, she issued this challenge. And darn it, but she's so stinkin' inspiring!
But truthfully, this seed was planted a little over a year ago when I watched my awesome Fri cross the finish line of a particularly grueling triathlon... If she can do that, I can do this.
I am off to a slow start - it took me a ridiculously long time to run/walk the 2-mile loop around my neighborhood on Saturday. And then it took 2 minutes less yesterday... and no, I'm not posting times - they're too embarrassing. But I know now how long I can run (not long) without having to walk, and I know how much work I need to do.
My goal for now is to be able to run the entire 2 miles by the end of October. I will run (or run/walk) at least 3 times a week, even if that means 2 days in a row because of our crazy schedules.
I will have a goal for the 10k - just finishing it is not going to be enough... but I'm not ready to set that goal yet.
Why am I running? Good question. Randy's reaction when I told him what I wanted to do was, "I've just never really seen you as much of a runner." And he's totally right - I'm not. I'm a slug. I need to get off my ever-growing rear end and do something. I need to take care of my heart and my body. I need to have more energy. It wouldn't hurt to burn off a few pounds of flab. And I need to achieve something. So this will be it.
The Capitol 10K. March 29th, 2009.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
My country bumpkin
This is just funny. He was swatting at flies and/or bubbles with the fly swatter. On the tractor.
And evidently my child never wears real clothes when he's at home - just jammies. Oh, and cowboy boots.
Big Boy Bed
I've finally had to let go of my baby. His crib is gone.
Well, not really gone, but turned into a toddler bed - "big boy bed" according to Tater. He was super excited about it! He even helped my take the screws out and put the new ones back in. Well, the new ones minus a screw, because... like I said, he helped - and one mysteriously disappeared.
But the whole rest of the day, he'd come up to me or Randy and demand we come see his big boy bed - even if we'd just seen it 10 minutes earlier. He even demonstrated how he would sleep in it - complete with snoring sound effects.
We did all this about 3 week ago, and it took a week for him to sleep through the night without waking up a little disoriented and crying, but he's totally used to it now. The best thing is that he still stays in there, even when he wakes up - he just hollers at me to come get him. I know the day will come soon when he figures out he really does have the ability to get up and come to me... I'm not sure how we'll handle that though, since the dog sleeps in our room at night and still does not have a handle on his spasticness, and therefore cannot be around T without jumping and knocking him over. I guess we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
Now all we have to do is get rid of those diapers...
Well, not really gone, but turned into a toddler bed - "big boy bed" according to Tater. He was super excited about it! He even helped my take the screws out and put the new ones back in. Well, the new ones minus a screw, because... like I said, he helped - and one mysteriously disappeared.
But the whole rest of the day, he'd come up to me or Randy and demand we come see his big boy bed - even if we'd just seen it 10 minutes earlier. He even demonstrated how he would sleep in it - complete with snoring sound effects.
We did all this about 3 week ago, and it took a week for him to sleep through the night without waking up a little disoriented and crying, but he's totally used to it now. The best thing is that he still stays in there, even when he wakes up - he just hollers at me to come get him. I know the day will come soon when he figures out he really does have the ability to get up and come to me... I'm not sure how we'll handle that though, since the dog sleeps in our room at night and still does not have a handle on his spasticness, and therefore cannot be around T without jumping and knocking him over. I guess we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
Now all we have to do is get rid of those diapers...
Friday, September 12, 2008
Just stuff
OK, I don't have a lot to say, but I'm tired of my gripy birthday post. And I'm sure you are too. So here are a few tidbits. I'll try really hard to post more real stuff this weekend. I do have lots to catch up on, but for now...
Tater is spending the night at Grandma and D-Pop's house. This is actually only the 2nd time he's spent the night away from us. We went to dinner and are now watching a grown-up movie. And we are going to sleep until after the sun comes up. What a concept.
Three weeks down in this school year. I think that is 1/12 of the year. Yay.
I'm wondering if I'm ever not going to be tired again... June maybe?
Yeah... that's all I got. Real posts tomorrow - I promise. Or maybe Sunday.
Tater is spending the night at Grandma and D-Pop's house. This is actually only the 2nd time he's spent the night away from us. We went to dinner and are now watching a grown-up movie. And we are going to sleep until after the sun comes up. What a concept.
Three weeks down in this school year. I think that is 1/12 of the year. Yay.
I'm wondering if I'm ever not going to be tired again... June maybe?
Yeah... that's all I got. Real posts tomorrow - I promise. Or maybe Sunday.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Birthday Shmirthday
Well, I'm officially 29. Yesterday was the ol' birthday-a-roo, and it was, well... not the best day. It started with tearful greetings from a certain 2-year-old at midnight, 3 and 5 am, when I gave up and put him in my bed. And it ended with coming home to a crateful of dog poo that I had to get out and Randy had to spend the rest of the evening cleaning up after, both dog and crate. I'll spare you the other not-so-greatness. There were definitely some good points too (especially with the sweet gestures from my Mommy!), but all in all, I'm just writing yesterday off.
Today is much better. And I have a feeling no matter how much turning 30 is going to stink next year, hopefully the circumstances of the day will go better. I'll have to just keep that in mind a year from now.
Today is much better. And I have a feeling no matter how much turning 30 is going to stink next year, hopefully the circumstances of the day will go better. I'll have to just keep that in mind a year from now.
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