Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Off the Wagon

I have fallen off the wagon.  (in all forms) I have been having more than a glass of wine way more than multiple times a week, I just polished off a dark chocolate bar (yikes), and workouts have been...  Well, they haven't been. 
But, I have been having a ball!  We spent 1 night/1 day with my sister and her family at their families summer home (it's on a river so we had fun in the sun), then we just returned home from NC.  We went to visit my college roomie!  Her husband is in the Army so we went to visit the base, it was my first time on a military base and it was awesome.  So neat and just incredible.  Bear was so excited to see soldiers, I was in awe just watching his face.  We checked out a children's museum as well.
Here we are, we have already started carb loading for Iron Girl!

Friday, June 24, 2011


I look forward to the start of summer...  As a teacher the summer brings me back to when I was younger, the anticipation of all the "summer fun" that is lined up.  As a parent there are other "anticipations" I look forward to that come with summer.  The clothes are lighter (and smaller) so laundry seems to be less, lazy days with a more relaxed bed time, supper sleepy children when bed time roles around, for the most part there is no rushing out the door in the morning and of course I can enjoy a lot of the simple things, you know, because I participate in running through the sprinkler with the kids and not look like a crazy lady.
So now that my Internet is back up (urgh, went down on Tuesday and is finally back up) I have been put back in touch with life (okay that is sad) and back on my blog and catching up on reading blogs :) .
We have had a productive start to summer vacation.  I have organized two children's bed rooms, cleaned my kitchen (that includes organizing the pantry), hubs vacuumed the house, signed the kids up for the summer reading program at the library, played, played, and played some more, have had limited TV time for the kiddos, have been watching True Blood season Three with hubs (we don't get HBO), and are getting ready to have a small get away with my sister and her family.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Why does the drink change it?

Why does the type of drink you have change the "meeting"?  I had plans to meet an old co-worker.  We were going to meet for wine, my old co-work recently took a job close to where I work.  So we thought we would check out this great wine store that does tastings and you can order a bottle and enjoy!  Of course life got busy and my plans with her fell through.  My current co-worker heard me talking about my "ex" (that is what we call our previous co-workers) and he said he was getting jealous.  So I told him that when (and if) he left teaching I would meet him for wine.  He said he didn't know if he would feel weired or not.  I laughed and couldn't figure out why he would feel weired (my sister, who I was on the phone with couldn't understand either).  I asked if we met for a beer would that change it, he said "absolutely, then it would be fine". 
Why does the drink change it?
My Theory (and my sisters):
  • You rarely see/hear of two guys meeting for wine
  • While men enjoy wine, it is thought of to be more of a woman's drink and therefore the man would be accommodating the woman
  • Wine is sensual (so two people of the opposite sex meeting for wine who are married to other people...)
  • Meeting for "beer" sounds cooler...     

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

H-E-L-L-O Stranger

That would be me, a stranger I realize that some of my readers may have gone and will not come back, I hope they stay but, I have been under a rock.  I have been having a blogging funk.  Life has been crazy and I was not sure where I was going to my blog.  I decided that while I still have no clue where I am going with this, it was a mini therapy session for me to write, so I gave myself a little face lift and started to type. 
While I say I have been under a rock, I don't mean I have been hiding.  I have just been really busy.  I haven't gotten a chance to sit and write at work and at home, I can even hide in my bathroom to try and write because either someone runs in attached to my leg or if I lock the door my children violently throw their bodies against the door that I either open it or have them break it down! 
So here I am back, I hope some of you are there to say "HI"!