Several months back, I got myself in trouble. Well, at the time I probably wasn’t in trouble but now that several months have passed, I’m feeling like I’m in trouble. See, a couple of my mom friends are uber-crazy runner people. And I don’t use terms like ‘uber-crazy’ lightly. We’re all ‘friends’ on Fitbit and when I compare my weekly step count to theirs, well … let’s just say I feel like a lahoo-saher. And then I don’t want to be ‘friends’ with them anymore. Yet, I continue to wear my Fitbit so I can dream about keeping up. Continue reading
It’s been one of those weeks that comes with so many ebbs and flows that you really just start to feel a bit seasick by the end of it. Although I’m not actually going to throw up, I can’t lie and say that I haven’t wanted to a few times. Continue reading
Wow. Just wow. That’s really all I can muster after what I’ve seen and read in the past 24 hours as a result of the latest The Biggest Loser finale. Continue reading
You know how you read or hear something and think it’s pretty awesome and then, later, read or hear something that basically reiterates that other thing and you’re like, ‘whoa, I need to tell people that.’? I find it funny (not like ‘haha’, but like ‘hmm’) that I need that validation step to feel this way, but I do. Continue reading
2013 is over. The memories; painful, wonderful or otherwise, are now forever etched in time. I was thankful my travels took me to Holland yesterday. Full of awe, I looked at the channel and likened this past year to the frozen waters stretching across. The moments of this past year are now frozen … just there, unable to move or be changed. However, and maybe thankfully, what lies ahead is wide open. Ansel Adams was quoted as saying, “You don’t take a photograph, you make it.” I would suggest you do the same with each of the days you have ahead. Don’t take each one as it comes, make your days; make whatever will be frozen from this point forward something something incredible.
I spent a good number of hours yesterday sorting and organizing things in a utility room in my basement. I would call the room a closet but it feels as though half of the lower level is made up of this room that houses the furnace and other important make-the-place-function things. I would be far underselling my efforts if I just called it a ‘closet.’ Continue reading
Sometime ago, one of my coworkers dubbed the first day of our week “musical Monday.” Since I love music (but not Monday so much), I wanted to share my newest jam. Oh yes, I said I have a jam. Connor enjoys it as well, actually. He said it’s his second favorite song next to Flo Rida’s “Good Feeling.” Continue reading
I watched her get out of the vehicle as we jumped into ours. I had just shut my door and she was exiting the passenger side. What struck me first was that she had a gigantic sucker in her mouth. The way it was positioned was, honestly, not flattering. But, that was really my last thought. Continue reading
I’ve been wishin’ and hopin’, and thinkin’ and prayin’ … for about the last eight months or so that I would get at least another year out of my car. Unfortunately, I learned this week it was just not meant to be.
You see, I love to drive and up until my last couple of vehicles, it showed. Well, I guess it wasn’t my love for driving that showed so much as my love to drive quickly … and maybe, just a little stupid? Continue reading
Yesterday included, as per usual, 24 hours. I just broke it down and that’s 1,440 minutes. Whoa. Side note: When someone says, ‘just take each minute … one at a time,’ I’m going to politely ask them to shut up because there are far too many in a day to think anything crazy like that. The nice thing about yesterday though, is that I wasn’t rushed for any but about 45 of those minutes (as I was racing around trying to get to church on time for band practice). That leaves 1,395 (yay, math!) minutes to enjoy on a given Sunday. But, just like any other day, it’s not about the minutes. It’s about the moments. See what I did there? Continue reading