What could be better than an afternoon in the country? After a trip to Build-A-Bear? Along with delicious grilled burgers and roasted marshmallows? And ducks, horses, tractors and dogs?
Thanks Aunt Karen, Uncle Bill and Uncle Ron for such a fun afternoon!
Somewhere between JoAnn's and home, I got over my holiday dream. The kit sat in its bag, on our table for over a week. Soon, A. even quit asking about it. Could I shirk it off until next year?
The guilt was resting heavily on my shoulders when I decided there was no more putting it off. We were down to the Christmas wire. Time to open up that box. Instructions? Who needs em? It's just frosting, some crackers and candy, right? We whipped that icing up, scooped it into the bag, and the frosting joy began.
Enter Scott. Who begins to read the instructions. He mentions something about the frosting tip.
Huh? Frosting tip? Oh, you mean this? I was supposed to put it in the bag first? Hmmm... Oh well, we gotta make do...let's frost this puppy.
Needless to say my hopes of creating a detailed Swiss Chalet or Evergreen Cottage were dashed. The icing went where it wanted in lines and globs. Scott tried to make lattice across the roof. Nice touch. As it slid down the roof and onto the counter, I just laughed with delirious glee and A. and I kept sticking on candy. Here is our finished creation with the Lead Designer:
Truth be told, messy drippy icing and all, it turned out to be pretty fun. A. certainly enjoyed making it, so that's most important. This smile is definitely sugar inspired.
5 (and some change) hours after beginning this quest, I am proud to report that I finished!! Today I didn't have any expectations other than to finish, hopefully feeling better than when I did 18miles a few weeks ago. Guess what? I did.
Pause for quick happy dance.
I am thankful for Bay Area Fit and all of the support from not only the coaches, but also fellow Fitters. They provided 2 well stocked aid stations and drove the course frequently checking on everyone. It was such an heart bursting moment to approach the high school and still see people waiting to cheer me, a self-proclaimed turtle, across the finish line. Did I mention it took me 5+ hours--and they still waited. I'm without words.
I am thankful for the pretzels and the most delicious orange wedge EVAH. I probably looked like some strange animal devouring every last bit.
I am thankful for Scott and Annelise driving out to see me along the course. That was such a big boost.
I am even thankful for the rain showers that hit about 3 miles from the finish line. It cooled things off and actually was quite refreshing. Now the 4 cars that splashed me, not so much.
So. There you have it. I did it. Woo. And a Hoo.
3 weeks until 26.2!! Bring. It. On.
A few weeks ago, in an ambitious state of mind, I unearthed several books from my jumble of teaching materials living over our garage. I was like a kid in a candy store, because I LOVE books (of course candy's not too shabby either). It was like visiting old friends.
Even though I taught 4th grade, I had a large library of picture books, and used them often. My theory is you are never too old for a picture book. Never. I was just giddy to introduce many of them to Annelise.
I've established that she likes mail, right? Yes. Well, she is enamored by these two books lately. Have you heard of them?
Go ahead with your Scrooge-ish comments, I can take it.
10 or so 3-4 year olds in a confined space with plates full of cupcakes/cookies/candy/chips with a juice box on the side just makes me antsy. A little twitchy too.
But I schlepped my tray of apples and cheese through the rain to attend A.'s little soiree. Upon setting my load down onto the respective file cabinet, I was met with a resounding "Mama!! You came to my party!!!!" Just imagine the decibel level.
Her sweet enthusiasm squelched my Scroogeness for a while. Although, truth be told, when it was over, I did have an extra pep in my step to be on my merry way. I'm just saying.
Annelise with her sweet teacher. Bless her!
150. My birthday is also the anniversary of the Kennedy assassination (November 22), except I was born 5 years later. Got it?
152. Two words: Grassy Knoll.
153. I've always been fascinated with the details, mysteries, stories surrounding JFK and his untimely death.
154. But I'm not a nut.
156. I like to
157a. Plus I would most likely look like a bug.
158. Like Jeff Goldblum in The Fly.
159. I like fresh citrus scents, maybe with just a hint of spice.
160. I love to burn
161. In the spring and summer I like to wear light, floral perfumes. I rotate through several.
162. In the winter I like to wear Clinique Aromatics Elixer.
163. I have a weakness for liquid hand soaps, like from Bath & Body Works.
164. I feel safer with a well stocked cabinet of paper towels and toilet paper.
165. Not sure what this means.
166. I don't chew gum often.
167. I do like Altoids.
169. I love to people-watch. It's a guilty pleasure.
170. I imagine what their lives/jobs/families are like. Occasionally I might have a "grass is greener" moment, but usually I am reminded of just how lucky I am.
171. I have a love-hate relationship with the phone.
172. I like having a cell phone in case I need it, but I don't walk or drive around with it glued to my ear.
173. I don't have that much to say.
174. Seriously, Bluetooth? Have those people ever caught a glimpse of themselves?
175. Don't even get me started on telemarketers.
176. Naturally, the bulk of our phone calls are from "Unknown Caller".
177. Annelise thinks this is an actual person.
178. Silence doesn't bother me.
179. If I have my choice, I don't usually try clothes on before I buy them.
180. This does lead to returns from time to time.
181. But it keeps me out of the dressing room.
182. Even though I am the epitome of suburbia, I often fantasize about living in a big city, like New York or Chicago. Just to see if I could.
183. I am a terrible procrastinator.
184. What I thought was just a phase in high school and college has lasted well into adulthood.
185. I would much rather be cold than hot and sweaty.
186. Unless of course, I am pool side in some fabulous tropical locale.
188. I don't think I have major fears or phobias.
189. Except for extreme heights, without a rail and maybe snakes.
190. So, no bungee jumping or sky diving in my future.
191. Or snake charming.
192. I'd love to travel around Europe someday.
193. I'd also like to visit all 50 states, at least once.
194. I am math challenged.
195. I appreciate chivalrous gestures like opening/holding doors and ladies first.
196. They are NOT overrated.
197. Sometimes I wish I lived in Victorian times where parts of the day were specifically dedicated to correspondence, reading and needlework.
198. In my fantasy I am the lady of the manor and not the servant girl, of course.
199. I need attention and approval. (Don't you?)
200. Blogging fills this need.
That's it. The essence of me distilled down into 200 tidbits. Thanks for helping me celebrate my 200th post! I'll have details about a little giveaway coming soon...
This idea has been whirling around in my head and I finally decided just to ask y'all. I know several of you that comment are either friends in real life or you are Bloggy Friends that are on Jill's Good Mail List. That still leaves other Bloggy Friends that, if you'd like, I'd enjoy sending you a holiday card. I say holiday, because I plan to stamp some cards and I can't promise they'll arrive by Christmas Day...but they WILL arrive. Promise.
You don't even need to feel obligated to send one in return, unless you want to. Sending and receiving good mail is just a lot of fun, I think.
So, if you are not already on Jill's Good Mail list, and would like to do this, just zip me an email (on my sidebar) with your address.
Where should I put my backpack?
Yes, I feel I have the necessary skills to be an investigator. I am relentless with my questioning and will ask repeatedly until the perp spills the beans or bangs his head into the wall. Whichever comes first, I'm your girl.
I am 4.
When is snack time?
Yes, I have references.
Just ask my mom.
Our main tree is a mix of all the ornaments we have collected over the years. Each year, Scott and I try to exchange ornaments (sometimes we forget in the hustle bustle) and we also like to get one for Annelise.
I remember making ornaments with my mom and then decorating the tree with them. Note to self: must ask Daddy where they are now, hopefully in his attic. I want to continue this tradition with Annelise, but I haven't attempted crafting ornaments with her yet. Another note to self: go to JoAnn's and get some supplies and Just Do It.
Here are some of my favorites from our tree this year:
This darling stack of coffee cups was an early Pink Christmas gift from my secret girlfriend. Such a nice surprise!! Thank you!
This heart was sent to us from Scott's Aunt Jerry and Uncle Dan the year we adopted Annelise. Their neighbors make beautiful pottery and when we visited Maine this summer we got to see their studio.
EDITED to add: I realized I forgot a very important element of SPT, um, the self part. Yep, I am a dork. So, here I am with two ornaments we picked up from our trip to Maine in September(I even forgot to put them on the tree until tonight). One is an oyster shell with a lighthouse painted on it and the other is a little silver spoon, all bendy, with a santa painted on it.Lelly's blog to peruse other ornamental musings.
Do you have any ornament traditions? What are some of your favorite ornaments? Have you made ornaments with your children? Am I big ol' chicken for NOT doing it yet?
None of these made the cut, but thankfully, I did end up with a few good shots. They are now ordered and I will be anxiously checking the mailbox for their arrival. Nothing like waiting until the last minute, right?
Several years ago, I made this card holder. It's made from an embroidery hoop, small clothespins and ribbon. I found this idea in an issue of THIS and felt like it was something I could actually, you know, do.
A girl and her glue gun... it's a dangerous combination.
Thanks Lelly for a fun SPT challenge this week. Take a peek over at her blog for other ways people display their holiday cards.
How do you display your holiday cards? Do you send out cards? If so, are you an early bird mailer or a Happy New Year well wisher? (I am NOT an early mailer, somewhere in between--just before the shadow of Christmas Day. Hopefully.)
To keep me company in the kitchen is a little tree decorated with gingerbread men , cookie cutters and ribbons. It makes me happy to plug this little tree in every morning.
It certainly feels good to get most of our decorations up. I don't like to think of it as a chore, it should be something to enjoy, but it is a lot of work isn't it?
Have elves been busy at your house? Is your tree real or artificial? Do you like white lights or multi-colored?
Last week, since my actual birthday fell on Thanksgiving day, we celebrated Monday evening. After dinner with my dad (y'all know it was Tex-Mex), we came back to our house for cake and ice cream.
Scott surprised me with this darling cake. There's a flamingo on it!!! If you look a little closer you will see that she(yes, it's a girl) is wearing running shoes! I loved it! It was delicious too. Seriously YUMMY.
A few family pics, of course, to document the evening. This is my dad, Annelise and me.
My sweet friend Kim gave me a notepad, some tasty treats and a special handmade booklet to write favorite scriptures in. I love it and was so excited. Thank you Kim!
So. I've been 39 for a week now. I have decided to embrace the number and not cringe every time I say it. My thirties have been great! I taught little people for a part of them, built a house, traveled a bit, became a mother, nurtured relationships with friends, tried to grow spiritually, and became a runner. I have also discovered the delightful world of blogging, and don't get me started on the benefits of that. Pretty good stuff all around. I've said before that I still feel like a teenager inside, and it's true. Even if gravity tells another story.
101. Never underestimate the value and importance of well made foundation garments.
102. This wisdom might just come from my dear grandmother, otherwise know as the Girdle Queen.
103. She also believed good underwear was white, and anything else...well, let's just say ladies of questionable character wore the other.
104. My mom didn't want her to know she bought me a beige bra-zeer. Ahem.
105. Other than my Valentine box winning our classroom contest in 6th grade, I don't usually win contests.
106. I never give up hope though.
107. I am not afraid to change my hairstyle.
108. In fact, I enjoy it.
109. After all, it's just hair, and thankfully, it grows back.
110. However, I have made some errors in judgment along the way.
111. Two words: spiral perm.
112. I resembled a shrub.
113. I have a problematic left foot.
114. This stems from an episode in college, when I broke my foot.
116. Thankfully, I can run...although it may need work in the future.
117. I wear glasses and contacts, well, not at the same time of course.
118. If I wasn't such a chicken, I'd have Lasik.
119. Something about being awake and seeing the surgery puts me over the edge.
120. I dream of someday tooling around on one of these...
122. I can dream, right?
123. In case you haven't guessed it already, Roman Holiday is one of my favorite movies.
124. I love old movies, especially black and white.
125. Back when stars were really stars, you know?
126. My Fiesta dishes make me happy.
127. I am just OCD enough to try to balance the colors when I stack them in the cabinet.
128. I also love kitchen towels. Fun.
130. I don't consider myself a complete neat freak.
131. Although I do make my bed every morning. Just so.
132. I have also been known to twitch when Annelise tours the kitchen grabbing every edge of the counters and leaving her mark.
133. Don't get me started on the stainless steel.
134. It bothers me to leave dishes in the sink.
135. I like for my kitchen sink to be shiny and sparkly.
136. But, um...no, I'm not a neat freak.
137. Have I mentioned I love flamingos?
139. No, I don't have any in my yard.
141. I was never really athletic or involved in team sports.
142. I've been through all the exercise crazes: aerobics a la Jane, step aerobics, Tae Bo, Kickboxing, Boot Camp.
143. Somewhere around my 36th year I became a runner.
144. It has been a lifestyle change.
145. It has changed me not only physically, but mentally too.
146. I'm not fast, but I'm steady.
147. Running challenges me in many, many ways.
148. But I absolutely love it.
149. I let my subscription to Creating Keepsakes expire, but I renewed Runner's World.
150. It's never too late to change your life.
Whew! You made it through another set of tidbits, can you believe it? The final 50 is on the horizon.