com'on kids...we need to stop by the tattoo parlor on our way to music class.

seriously...some days i question why i got out of bed. this is how it all went down:
woke up realized my eye was still curiously puffy, but not as painful as yesterday.
put away the kids' laundry that i washed/dried/folded last night before bed.
called the doctor and got an appointment for late morning. perfect since i had a laundry list of errands to run today.
started a load of actual laundry.
fed the kids breakfast then went running so my mother-in-law doesn't leave me in the dust when we run the bolder boulder. ended at the park after the run so the kids could get a chance to play before heading home.
came home and changed laundry loads.
showered and out the door by 9:30 so i could get a chance to get a cup of free starbucks on my way to run errands.
took forEVER at starbucks and accidentally got caffinated but couldn't exchange it because i had brought my own cup with my own non-sugar/non-dairy additives. decided it would just be a really hyper and productive day after my doctors appointment...no more time to run errands first.
went to the doctors office just in time.
found out i have a sinus infection behind my eyeball and if it turns red or starts to hurt i am to go immediately to the emergency room.
joked with doctor about severity.
was corrected by doctor that "no, for real...it's really serious."
was given an antibiotic and told to take zyrtec, the antibiotic, nasal spray, cold presses and probiotics for the rest of the day.
and was told to rest.
didn't admit that i've already been running 3 miles today and had a list of to-do's before my head would hit another pillow today.
went to asher's pediatrician for the prescription he needs for his water thickener stuff. (not sure if i've mentioned that when he swallows a whisp of water goes into his lungs each time instead of all in his tummy.)
went to walgreens to get my prescription, his prescription and all the extras.
took baby g his pants back because last week karyssa wet hers while she was at his house for an hour while i went to the dentist.
came home and made ham and cheese grilled sandwiches for lunch.
changed laundry loads.
started feeling REALLY sick...hoping it's the coffee and not the infection.
laid down.
heard the HOA mowers come right past the windows.
so did asher.
waited for him to fall back asleep.
no luck. went upstairs and laid with him for a minute getting a glimmer of hope that he'd fall back asleep.
gave up and brought him downstairs.
took him to the basement to fold another load of laundry. started another.
heard karyssa get up.
decided i might as well sweep and vacuum. if they're up, i'm up.
swept the kitchen and bathrooms....almost.
straightened out my nose ring completely....while it was still in my nose.
sat on the toilet glad i didn't pass out but pretty sure i blacked out the last minute of pain throbbing from my nose.
found out i was still able to stand up so i decided to clean up the blood with rubbing alcohol.
vacuumed entire house.
then i heard these words come out of my mouth: com'on kids, we gotta stop by the tattoo parlor on our way to music class.
stopped by the tattoo parlor and told them what i'd done...except for the part where i explained exactly what i'd done because for a million bucks i cannot tell you how i straightened out my nose ring sweeping the bathroom.
they winced, fixed my nose ring, and informed me that my nose looked "pretty angry" about that.
hurried the kids to music class, where they ran circles around the other kids and parents listening to music.
went to target to get a few last supplies for easter.
called paul to see how late he'd be to find out he was already home.
drove home...stuck in rush hour...took a short cut....got stopped by the train...for 10 minutes....realized this was no longer a short cut.
called paul and asked him to put dinner in the oven.
finally got home, unloaded groceries and the kids from the car.
made brownies with karyssa super fast.
pulled dinner out of the oven, put brownies in the oven.
ate dinner and brownies and played with the kids a little bit before letting them fall into bed.
now i'm blogging and hoping they fall asleep soon because this girl needs her head on a pillow.

digging part time hours

i am LOVING working at 10:00 am. i have an hour before i have to start getting ready and i've already been up, running, wrapped paul's present, cleaned up some clutter and now i'm going to go wii hula-hoop again. i'm determined to get rid of my intertube. it looks like i'm always on my way to the pool and i can't stand it. aaaahhh....this is wonderful.

busted a move

we did gooooood today. i got up and took tatum on a 3 mile run so she would get her extra energy out. ha! she was running circles around me on our way back home. she hadn't been running since june and i must say she's a MUCH better runner now that she's a doggie and not a puppy.
then we came down to the basement and moved stuff around. we are so freaking organized it rocks.
now we have a christmas corner, keepsakes stack, backpacking pile, a new garage (in the basement) and home decor corner. I have my very own sewing table which ROCKS because I've never had one. And we put up curtains to hide the boxes we are keeping under the stairs since we move so often. we have a new family room with the futon, rug and 2nd tv-that even plugs into cable-SCORE big time. and a new office corner. I'll have to get pictures up to explain but with out before pictures it's hard to appreciate. but it feels good. makes the bedroom feel more real. we pulled the kid desk and dresser up there, and now the crib is up against the wall instead of free floating amongst the office furniture. tonight we had dinner down here on the futon watching the tv in our new family room. it seriously feels like we added a whole new floor to the house. loving it!

official time

i got the results of my race. my official time was 1:57:19. bummer. it turned longer. i was hoping it would get shorter. not sure how that worked.

pics of my half

i got some pictures of my half marathon. here's one of me in mid-stride. both feet are off the ground. i never knew until i saw this photo that there's ever a time that both feet leave the ground.


and here's another one of me crossing the finish line. i'm looking at paul and paul is looking at me and tatum is watching him. she had no idea where i was. tom and hope (paul's parents) came out to cheer me on. they were all standing at mile 12, and hope was holding the leash. so i ran over and bent down and pet tatum but she was so confused that she only noticed me for a second and then i was gone. so by the finish she had made herself completely sick. so funny. maybe i spend too much time with her. is there such a thing when, really, she's a therapy dog for me anyway?


this half marathon really kicked my butt. the last mile i questioned myself more than once if i was going to make it. when i finally rounded the corner and saw the finish line i knew i could make it. then i saw the finish clock and my legs took off from underneath me and i booked it. however, the MOMENT i crossed the line i knew i was seconds from puking. there were people taking the chip bands. i wore mine on my arm because i couldn't stand how it felt on my ankle and thank GOD i didn't have to bend down to take it off because my frosted mini wheats would have made an unpleasant mark on the race. i handed my band off super fast and headed in the direction of gatoraide only to be stopped by a woman wanting the little strip off of my number. i thought oh lady-you better be quick! i ripped it off without looking down and stuck it in her hand. i'm sure i was not the first delirious runner she'd seen all day. and then like a beacon in the night, there were children of the lord handing out popsicles. you know the kind in the plastic tube? one cutting off the top, one handing them out. i didn't even care if it was the lime one. i grabbed it, luckily i got the pink flavor. who knows what that flavor even is? maybe strawberry. but you can see the big smile on my face as i'm sucking it down in one clamp of the teeth around that plastic tube.

and here's another cute one of me stretching. it really has nothing to do with the race, i just look really cute.

I MADE IT!

i ran my half marathon today and it kicked my BUTT! i finished in 1 hour, 57 minutes and i'm waiting for the seconds to come out. because when i crossed it said 1:57:15 but i started later than the clock so my chip time should say 1:57:something less than 15. and wouldn't it be cool if it was even down to the next minute? but i don't think so. and i can be happy with that time. i ran my last one a couple years ago in 2 hours, no minutes and 20 seconds and i really wanted to beat that time even if by 21 seconds so i could be below 2 hours. and i did it.

AND there was a guy that kept running in front of me that smelled like mustard. what's UP with that?

and does hulk hogan think he's bringing sexy back with that fanny pack. give me a break! what's he keep in there anyway?

horrible puppy momma

every time something happens to tatum i kick myself for days. i originally selected her breed because they are great running dogs and can run pretty far for their smaller size. so she's been running with me since she was about 12 weeks old. but she has always pulled back while i'm running. it drives me crazy. it's like resistance training with a 19 pound lead weight while trying to run. last night we set out to do 4 miles. she's gone 5 before so 4 is not too much for her. but she's been licking her paws lately so i've let her stay at home while i run. BUT she is also bursting with energy so i thought "ok, i've let her rest long enough, today i'll have her come with me." well on our way home, literally feet from our front door, i realized that her paw was bleeding and i wasn't sure which one. so i hurry inside and check her out...BOTH front paws were bleeding. but there were no cuts or scrapes, it's just like her pads were worn thin. oh just typing it makes me cringe. how could i make an 8 month old puppy run 4 miles? i've asked the vet, 2 vets actually, one was her puppy vet in florida, the other was her new vet here in colorado. and BOTH of them said as long as you increase the mileage gradually and she doesn't seem to mind it she can go as far as you want. so...we started with half mile jogs, moved up to a full mile. added another half mile. you see the direction i'm going? slowly slowly from 12 weeks to 7 months we worked up to 5 miles. ugh. i feel so bad. i think i'm only going to take her for walks from here on out. i can't stand how aweful i feel. 

WTF?!

so last weekend paul got a cold...not really a cold...just a sore throat, stuffy nose but not a full on cold. well, i kissed him. i tried not to, but out of habit, i forgot and kissed him. so now i have a scratchy throat. and i have a half marathon to run on saturday. it's called the slackers half marathon. i've been training for 3 months and i'm so excited to be doing this. i have already run a marathon, but because we are trying to make a baby, i don't want to sign up, put in the training and then the week before the marathon find out that i'm pregnant. i know, i know, i could still run it if i've been running up to that point BUT for those of you who have never had a miscarriage i'll explain: if anything happens, you always think it's your fault. so even if i got pregnant with a baby with 4 heads and no legs and it miscarried because of it's own genetic weirdness, i would still question myself that it was my fault for continuing to run. and then i would imagine myself with a 4 headed, no legged baby and how much i would have loved it and all of its 4 heads. so...all this vent to say i'm as excited about this half marathon as i would be about a full marathon because for now, it's all i can get. and because i've done all of this training on my own, no running group or support...all me. so if i still have a scratchy throat and i'm miserable stuffy  nosed i'm going to be pissed. not at paul, persay, just pissed because i really want to run a good race. i'm hoping for faster than 2:00:20 because that was my time of my last half marathon. that was a couple years ago when i was training for my full marathon. i'll keep you posted.