I am far from a photographer and am so beginner its ridiculous but I LOVE LOVE LOVE taking pictures. There's something about viewing the world behind a lens that I really enjoy. I am slowly learning my camera and different editing tools. I am also enrolled in a photography class at school and I love it and am totally cheating on Hubby this summer with that class.
My girlfriend asked me to take pictures of her and her son, I was nervous to do it, but knew it was just for fun. I had an absolute blast doing it and loved taking shots of her and her son almost more than my own children! I was able to concentrate so much more on it and had fun doing it.
She told me to share them, so click here to view this adorable little boy and his mama! (please keep in mind I am NOT a professional, but constructive criticism is welcome : )
While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about. Follow me on my journey.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
The Athlete
If someone asked to describe myself using one word, a few come to mind. Spastic, clumsy, silly, curious...but the word athlete is far from my mind. I never played sports as a kid. I quit dance when I was four because I hated it and the only thing I was good at on field day was the spoon relay (I totally won first place one year).
In 7th grade my BFF and I tried out for the basketball team. We were the only two people not picked to join the team. I honestly don't think it had anything to do with our athletic abilities as much as it had to do with the fact we fooled around the whole time and giggled (loudly) our way through tryouts. Apparently the coach didn't think we were too serious about it, and we probably weren't knowing us.
In high school, my athletic abilities consisted of running to a friends car to cut class or running into class late because I was probably somewhere I shouldn't be. I did play track for a minute, but quit because it was too much running (go figure) and I played field hockey one year, but wasn't very good and the highlight of my career was an assist.
Fast forward fifteen years and I am training for my first triathlon with four half marathons and over twenty five other 10Ks, 8Ks, and 5Ks under my belt within the past three years. Becoming a mother has made me a runner...an athlete.Sure I dabbled in a little "jogging" before kids and even registered for a jogging stroller on my baby registry with Noogs but was never really "into it" except for trying to lose weight, but now I appreciate it more than anything. Running for me is my sanity. It's that time of day where I am alone with my thoughts (well unless I am pushing the double jogger handing out sugary snacks to keep the kiddies quiet) and when I am really "calm". I love going through the day on "runned" legs.
So how did I get into running? People who knew me back when and knew of my awesome athletic abilities (insert sarcasm here) ask me this often. After I gave birth to Noogs, it was scary being in a new city far away from all my friends and family. I needed people in my life going through the same thing I was. I quickly found a moms group to join. I probably hit the jackpot because even though the moms group we called "Go Moms" only lasted a few months, the ladies I have met are some of my best friends here in VB to this day.
I have always thought about running a half marathon, 13.1 miles, but didn't think I would ever actually do it. It was literally just a thought, until a few other ladies were talking about it at a "mom play date" at the zoo and suggested we all started training together for the Rock N Roll Half Marathon VB in August. It was April at the time, giving us four months to train, a task I thought was completely not doable for me.
When I first started running and could barley run a mile or two without wanting to die, I thought to myself, what have I gotten myself into? I did not want to quit though. I didn't want to be that 9th grade girl who quit track because it was too much running again, so I ran my little heart out. Four to five mornings a week we all met religiously everyday at 7:30AM for hot summer morning runs with the kids in the joggers. Some mornings I will admit, I wanted to "call out" and not go, but the feeling I felt every morning after that work out was amazing and in the process I was growing friendships with these wonderful ladies. As we built up mileage that summer, our runs got longer and so did our talks. I mean really, who else would appreciate the fact that my seven month old baby boy wasn't constipated anymore.
The training was tough. I remember in the beginning running a 13 minute mile and feeling like death afterwards (fast forward three years and I average about a 9:30 mile, not fast for real athletes, but for a mom who has no athletic ability at all, its fast). I had days I was so sore after four miles, I thought there was no way I could ever run thirteen miles plus. With the efforts of the power I had within myself that I didn't even know was there, my new friends who were basically my coaches and the support of my family, I did it. I ran my first half marathon only nine months after giving birth.
I remember how hot it was that day. I remember walking for a good mile around mile eight and being so mad at myself because my motto is never stop running, even if you have to go into the lightest jog (a motto I still go by). I remember telling my girlfriend K to run on and leave me behind. I remember running past all my family and crying when I saw my son on his daddy's shoulders watching me. I remember that feeling when I crossed the finish line and how amazing I felt..... I wanted to do it all over again. (of course not in that very moment because I think I almost passed out, but someday..soon).
My family was so supportive that day and they all came down to VB to watch me run and wore their "Team Jessica" shirts. Seriously...awesome.
That was the moment I was hooked on running. From there on I have run a ton of races meeting new running friends along the way. I love meeting a new runner, or an old runner who becomes a new friend, either way there is so much to talk about on runs together. I love comparing stories and strategies. I love that bond that you share almost immediately when it comes to running, especially if you are a mom and run, because seriously, we rock.
Give me a high five if you push a jogger and run because its not easy, BUT it makes you a stronger runner and a stronger mommy. I love that my son knows about running and being active. He always wants to "race" and whenever I return from a race he wants to know how fast I ran and wants to wear my medal. Its such a great example to set for your children. I mean they don't have to be runners growing up, but I would like for them to grow up in an active lifestyle trying different things.
I love challenging myself to something new. I've run four half marathons, which may not be a lot to the elite runners, but to me it is. Now I am looking for something new to do. I don't have any desire to do a full marathon, so I've been focusing on building up speed at smaller distances, when I started looking into triathlons. I have been talking about doing one for a good year or two now and finally just registered for one in September. So I am dedicating my summer to swim, bike and run. I am so excited for it. Double bonus points some friends are doing it too...so I am not alone, which feels great. Training with friends is always a plus in my book!
I am so excited for my new goal and challenge, but scared at the same time. Can I swim a half mile in the ocean? Will the fact I don't have a road bike hurt me on the bike part? Will I even be able to run a 5K after doing the prior? Time will tell and training will build up my confidence.
Take it from me though, someone who was probably one of the most "unathletic" people you will ever meet, that you can come from anywhere and do it. The days I don't train I don't feel myself and the days I do I feel fabulous. I love going through my day after a great run or workout and I feel my best in the hours after one. I have experienced the "runner's high" and it is an amazing feeling. The amount of weight I've lost is an extreme bonus as well. I have pushed myself to my limits and have always gone back for more. I mean really, if anyone was ever to tell me ten years ago I would be training for a triathlon I would of laughed in their face and grabbed a pint of ice cream. Now I say yes I am and I grab a pint of ice cream. In any case, moral of the story is you can come from anywhere and reach goals you didn't think were reachable. Its an amazing feeling and running is what makes me "me" these days. Try it, you may love it.
In 7th grade my BFF and I tried out for the basketball team. We were the only two people not picked to join the team. I honestly don't think it had anything to do with our athletic abilities as much as it had to do with the fact we fooled around the whole time and giggled (loudly) our way through tryouts. Apparently the coach didn't think we were too serious about it, and we probably weren't knowing us.
In high school, my athletic abilities consisted of running to a friends car to cut class or running into class late because I was probably somewhere I shouldn't be. I did play track for a minute, but quit because it was too much running (go figure) and I played field hockey one year, but wasn't very good and the highlight of my career was an assist.
Fast forward fifteen years and I am training for my first triathlon with four half marathons and over twenty five other 10Ks, 8Ks, and 5Ks under my belt within the past three years. Becoming a mother has made me a runner...an athlete.Sure I dabbled in a little "jogging" before kids and even registered for a jogging stroller on my baby registry with Noogs but was never really "into it" except for trying to lose weight, but now I appreciate it more than anything. Running for me is my sanity. It's that time of day where I am alone with my thoughts (well unless I am pushing the double jogger handing out sugary snacks to keep the kiddies quiet) and when I am really "calm". I love going through the day on "runned" legs.
So how did I get into running? People who knew me back when and knew of my awesome athletic abilities (insert sarcasm here) ask me this often. After I gave birth to Noogs, it was scary being in a new city far away from all my friends and family. I needed people in my life going through the same thing I was. I quickly found a moms group to join. I probably hit the jackpot because even though the moms group we called "Go Moms" only lasted a few months, the ladies I have met are some of my best friends here in VB to this day.
I have always thought about running a half marathon, 13.1 miles, but didn't think I would ever actually do it. It was literally just a thought, until a few other ladies were talking about it at a "mom play date" at the zoo and suggested we all started training together for the Rock N Roll Half Marathon VB in August. It was April at the time, giving us four months to train, a task I thought was completely not doable for me.
When I first started running and could barley run a mile or two without wanting to die, I thought to myself, what have I gotten myself into? I did not want to quit though. I didn't want to be that 9th grade girl who quit track because it was too much running again, so I ran my little heart out. Four to five mornings a week we all met religiously everyday at 7:30AM for hot summer morning runs with the kids in the joggers. Some mornings I will admit, I wanted to "call out" and not go, but the feeling I felt every morning after that work out was amazing and in the process I was growing friendships with these wonderful ladies. As we built up mileage that summer, our runs got longer and so did our talks. I mean really, who else would appreciate the fact that my seven month old baby boy wasn't constipated anymore.
The training was tough. I remember in the beginning running a 13 minute mile and feeling like death afterwards (fast forward three years and I average about a 9:30 mile, not fast for real athletes, but for a mom who has no athletic ability at all, its fast). I had days I was so sore after four miles, I thought there was no way I could ever run thirteen miles plus. With the efforts of the power I had within myself that I didn't even know was there, my new friends who were basically my coaches and the support of my family, I did it. I ran my first half marathon only nine months after giving birth.
I remember how hot it was that day. I remember walking for a good mile around mile eight and being so mad at myself because my motto is never stop running, even if you have to go into the lightest jog (a motto I still go by). I remember telling my girlfriend K to run on and leave me behind. I remember running past all my family and crying when I saw my son on his daddy's shoulders watching me. I remember that feeling when I crossed the finish line and how amazing I felt..... I wanted to do it all over again. (of course not in that very moment because I think I almost passed out, but someday..soon).
My family was so supportive that day and they all came down to VB to watch me run and wore their "Team Jessica" shirts. Seriously...awesome.
That was the moment I was hooked on running. From there on I have run a ton of races meeting new running friends along the way. I love meeting a new runner, or an old runner who becomes a new friend, either way there is so much to talk about on runs together. I love comparing stories and strategies. I love that bond that you share almost immediately when it comes to running, especially if you are a mom and run, because seriously, we rock.
Give me a high five if you push a jogger and run because its not easy, BUT it makes you a stronger runner and a stronger mommy. I love that my son knows about running and being active. He always wants to "race" and whenever I return from a race he wants to know how fast I ran and wants to wear my medal. Its such a great example to set for your children. I mean they don't have to be runners growing up, but I would like for them to grow up in an active lifestyle trying different things.
I love challenging myself to something new. I've run four half marathons, which may not be a lot to the elite runners, but to me it is. Now I am looking for something new to do. I don't have any desire to do a full marathon, so I've been focusing on building up speed at smaller distances, when I started looking into triathlons. I have been talking about doing one for a good year or two now and finally just registered for one in September. So I am dedicating my summer to swim, bike and run. I am so excited for it. Double bonus points some friends are doing it too...so I am not alone, which feels great. Training with friends is always a plus in my book!
I am so excited for my new goal and challenge, but scared at the same time. Can I swim a half mile in the ocean? Will the fact I don't have a road bike hurt me on the bike part? Will I even be able to run a 5K after doing the prior? Time will tell and training will build up my confidence.
Take it from me though, someone who was probably one of the most "unathletic" people you will ever meet, that you can come from anywhere and do it. The days I don't train I don't feel myself and the days I do I feel fabulous. I love going through my day after a great run or workout and I feel my best in the hours after one. I have experienced the "runner's high" and it is an amazing feeling. The amount of weight I've lost is an extreme bonus as well. I have pushed myself to my limits and have always gone back for more. I mean really, if anyone was ever to tell me ten years ago I would be training for a triathlon I would of laughed in their face and grabbed a pint of ice cream. Now I say yes I am and I grab a pint of ice cream. In any case, moral of the story is you can come from anywhere and reach goals you didn't think were reachable. Its an amazing feeling and running is what makes me "me" these days. Try it, you may love it.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
My Baby is One!
So today Boo turned one. I still can't believe how quick this year has flown by and what a big girl she has become. I wanted to do something really fun for her birthday. We already had the big party, so when I asked her if she wanted to go to the beach today and she did her "heh" sound and shook her head up and down (like yea), I was already half way packed and on my way to Sandbridge.
It was a beautiful beach day even though it was hot. There was a perfect amount of wind and the water was really refreshing. My girlfriend joined us with her son too, so we were happy to have the company.
The kids played and us girls chatted and Boo really enjoyed herself hanging with the older boys.
We had lunch on the beach and ended with some beach playground fun.
When we got home Boo napped and I did some yard work with Hubby and Noogs. We had an early dinner and cake because I had class tonight. Noogs wanted to sing "Happy Birthday" to his sister all by himself.
So the day ended and I was off to school. It was a perfect first birthday, after a huge party last weekend. She really had a great day. I left my family as they were glued to the TV watching Ewoks....um...really??
For more pics of Boo's birthday click here
It was a beautiful beach day even though it was hot. There was a perfect amount of wind and the water was really refreshing. My girlfriend joined us with her son too, so we were happy to have the company.
The kids played and us girls chatted and Boo really enjoyed herself hanging with the older boys.
We had lunch on the beach and ended with some beach playground fun.
When we got home Boo napped and I did some yard work with Hubby and Noogs. We had an early dinner and cake because I had class tonight. Noogs wanted to sing "Happy Birthday" to his sister all by himself.
For more pics of Boo's birthday click here
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Boos' First Birthday Party
I can't believe my little girl is going to be one. When did this happen? Where did this year go? I knew it was coming, so me being me, I started planning her first birthday party in February. Yes, I am "that" mom.
It was such a great day and an awesome weekend home in NJ. Thank you to everyone who helped with the planning and putting everything together. Thanks so much for all who came out and was a part of her special day. It was a fabulous day!
Click here to view the album.
It was such a great day and an awesome weekend home in NJ. Thank you to everyone who helped with the planning and putting everything together. Thanks so much for all who came out and was a part of her special day. It was a fabulous day!
Click here to view the album.
Monday, May 16, 2011
I Feel The Love
I feel so loved as a new blogger. I had three people ask me today when I was going to update my blog. Ok, so one was one of my best friends and the other was a family member, but the third is someone I haven't seen in years. She's a blogger herself and just wants to read my blog..(check her out here ...she's real, and hysterical ). So I totally felt "cool" in my new blogging world.
I just have so much going on. From planning first birthday parties to jumping into a triathlon (yes, a triathlon!), I'm swamped! I'll update more soon!
In the meantime, here is something I've been working on...my daughter's one year old pictures. I'll send the link to family and friends soon, but here are a couple of my favorites.
I just have so much going on. From planning first birthday parties to jumping into a triathlon (yes, a triathlon!), I'm swamped! I'll update more soon!
In the meantime, here is something I've been working on...my daughter's one year old pictures. I'll send the link to family and friends soon, but here are a couple of my favorites.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Mama's Day
Mother's Day. A day to celebrate motherhood and everything us mama's endure. We stress. We live. We love. We nurture. We simply rock. I am so thankful for all the moms in my life. From my own mother to some of my best friends, I have been blessed to have some terrific women in my life to go through the most amazing thing in the world with. Motherhood. It truly is a blessing and if it wasn't for my own little peeps, I wouldn't be honoring myself on this day. So today, I thank them. Noogs and Boo, who I am so proud of each and everyday. From each little new word Boo learns, to each new skill Noogs takes on, I have been blessed. If you are a mom, so have you, because your children rock as well.
So how did the M clan celebrate such a glorious day?
The plan was to head to Sandbridge for some R&R and beach fun, but when we woke up to rain, we knew that was a no-go. It was still a fantastic day and I enjoyed every minute. From sleeping in, to breakfast on the table when I woke up, to some fabulous gifts, the day started out perfect. Randomly out of nowhere when we were racking our brain for something to do since the beach was a wash out, I decided I wanted to go bowling! Nicholas has never gone bowling before and on a rainy day, I wanted to do something different. We've been to the aquarium and museums a million times and I really wanted to bowl! I haven't bowled in probably about five years and am probably the worst bowler ever, but I was all about it for some reason. So we packed up and we were out the door by 10:30.
Since it was before 12:00, we were able to get $1.69 games. Woot, woot! And for some reason, I like how bowling shoes look with jeans.
Anyway, we were ready for some bowling!
I started out awesome and got a spare my first frame! Total Mother's Day luck since it was down hill from here...
Poor Noogs kept getting gutters though, and I refused to put the gutter guards up because I really wanted to play. (hey its Mother's Day!) But this ramp thing worked great! He was more excited to push it down the ramp then throw it anyway and really got into the game. I think he was actually beating me at one point!
Boo had fun watching, but she was so not herself today. She cut her first molar and was just in a quiet type mood, but she was a good sport and seemed interested in what we were doing..as long as she had food in her mouth.
First game was over. Noogs and me were tied : /
I was determined to do better the second game. It's all about form right? I was ready!
Just look at the pins..
Throw it...and pray this doesn't happen..
Boo....
I still had fun though. It was hit or miss for me the whole time.
Hubby was stoked to get his first strike the second game.
All in all a fun time bowling. Scores def improved by second game.
And so did Boo's mood!
I enjoyed my morning bowling with my lil' peeps! How could I not being a mom to these two?
Afterwards, Hubby took us out for my fave, sushi, before Noogs and Boos nap time. While they napped, we watched a movie, the sun came out and we BBQed for dinner. A simple and great day!
I seriously am truly blessed to be a mom. Not just a mom, but a mom to two children who inspire and motivate me everyday to do everything I want to do and not just dream it. I see the world through their eyes now and there is so much out there to take in and try out. I'm also blessed to have a husband who is so supportive in all I do and everything I want to achieve and I'm happy I have him to share these journeys with. I must of hit the jackpot with them in my life. Happy Mama's Day to me, and to all my family and friends out there who share this awesome thing called motherhood with me. This is what life is all about.
So how did the M clan celebrate such a glorious day?
The plan was to head to Sandbridge for some R&R and beach fun, but when we woke up to rain, we knew that was a no-go. It was still a fantastic day and I enjoyed every minute. From sleeping in, to breakfast on the table when I woke up, to some fabulous gifts, the day started out perfect. Randomly out of nowhere when we were racking our brain for something to do since the beach was a wash out, I decided I wanted to go bowling! Nicholas has never gone bowling before and on a rainy day, I wanted to do something different. We've been to the aquarium and museums a million times and I really wanted to bowl! I haven't bowled in probably about five years and am probably the worst bowler ever, but I was all about it for some reason. So we packed up and we were out the door by 10:30.
Since it was before 12:00, we were able to get $1.69 games. Woot, woot! And for some reason, I like how bowling shoes look with jeans.
Anyway, we were ready for some bowling!
I started out awesome and got a spare my first frame! Total Mother's Day luck since it was down hill from here...
Poor Noogs kept getting gutters though, and I refused to put the gutter guards up because I really wanted to play. (hey its Mother's Day!) But this ramp thing worked great! He was more excited to push it down the ramp then throw it anyway and really got into the game. I think he was actually beating me at one point!
Boo had fun watching, but she was so not herself today. She cut her first molar and was just in a quiet type mood, but she was a good sport and seemed interested in what we were doing..as long as she had food in her mouth.
First game was over. Noogs and me were tied : /
I was determined to do better the second game. It's all about form right? I was ready!
Just look at the pins..
Throw it...and pray this doesn't happen..
Boo....
I still had fun though. It was hit or miss for me the whole time.
Hubby was stoked to get his first strike the second game.
All in all a fun time bowling. Scores def improved by second game.
And so did Boo's mood!
I enjoyed my morning bowling with my lil' peeps! How could I not being a mom to these two?
Afterwards, Hubby took us out for my fave, sushi, before Noogs and Boos nap time. While they napped, we watched a movie, the sun came out and we BBQed for dinner. A simple and great day!
I seriously am truly blessed to be a mom. Not just a mom, but a mom to two children who inspire and motivate me everyday to do everything I want to do and not just dream it. I see the world through their eyes now and there is so much out there to take in and try out. I'm also blessed to have a husband who is so supportive in all I do and everything I want to achieve and I'm happy I have him to share these journeys with. I must of hit the jackpot with them in my life. Happy Mama's Day to me, and to all my family and friends out there who share this awesome thing called motherhood with me. This is what life is all about.
Strawberry Fields
Strawberries are actually a big thing down in this neck of the woods. This is the season to go strawberry picking. I've only gone once. It was last year and I was nine months pregnant and with a two year old who was potty training, so my time at the strawberry patch consisted of contractions and peepee accidents. Yes, it was a grand time. So when my girlfriend asked me to go strawberry picking last week, I was all about it. Especially since this is by far Noogs and Boos favorite fruit.
We went to Brookdale Farm . Total score since they had a Chesapeake location and it winded up being literally about eight minutes down the road from me. This place was great, it was the perfect size to let the little ones run and they had juicy strawberries. They also have free horse drawn hayrides on Saturdays, we went on a Friday so we missed that, but I'll definitely be returning to check that out. Double bonus points for them is they are located right next to Bergey's which has the best ice cream ever, so we made a pit stop after picking to try it out!
The weather was beautiful and I was in good company with a friend of mine and her daughter. Noogs and my friends' daughter, C., had a great time together picking strawberries.
Boo had a great time too. She really liked the strawberries.
No, she REALLY liked them. Every time I turned around she was shoveling them in her mouth, I tried to stop her, but my efforts were useless.
In any event, it was a great time! We picked about 6 pounds, maybe a bit more and paid $10!
So what was I going to do with all these strawberries? I did freeze some, but the rest went into a delicious batch of whole-wheat strawberry muffins. I winded up freezing a batch of these bad boys too.
So the day was great and ended with some fabulous ice cream from Bergey's . We'll definitely start going more often to fill Noogs and Boos strawberry obsession.
Click here to view more pics of strawberry picking!
We went to Brookdale Farm . Total score since they had a Chesapeake location and it winded up being literally about eight minutes down the road from me. This place was great, it was the perfect size to let the little ones run and they had juicy strawberries. They also have free horse drawn hayrides on Saturdays, we went on a Friday so we missed that, but I'll definitely be returning to check that out. Double bonus points for them is they are located right next to Bergey's which has the best ice cream ever, so we made a pit stop after picking to try it out!
The weather was beautiful and I was in good company with a friend of mine and her daughter. Noogs and my friends' daughter, C., had a great time together picking strawberries.
Boo had a great time too. She really liked the strawberries.
No, she REALLY liked them. Every time I turned around she was shoveling them in her mouth, I tried to stop her, but my efforts were useless.
In any event, it was a great time! We picked about 6 pounds, maybe a bit more and paid $10!
So what was I going to do with all these strawberries? I did freeze some, but the rest went into a delicious batch of whole-wheat strawberry muffins. I winded up freezing a batch of these bad boys too.
So the day was great and ended with some fabulous ice cream from Bergey's . We'll definitely start going more often to fill Noogs and Boos strawberry obsession.
Click here to view more pics of strawberry picking!
Thursday, May 5, 2011
The List Before the List
I have a list for everything. I even have a list for the list, which I call "the list before the list". Its the main list of everything I need to get done for the week (this does not include normal everyday stuff like gym, school and swim for Noogs, showering, etc.) but tasks that I need to get done. Then I take the main list and break it down into a mini list by category, its redundant and kind of silly, but its what I do so I don't stress out and its all on paper. I cross them off as I complete it and I feel a little more at ease each time, almost like I reached a goal.
Now besides those weekly lists of course I have another list for things that need to get done, but they are big projects and won't go on the weekly list. For example, paint the master bedroom and clean out the garage. Of course there is my bucket list as well of all things I want to do in my lifetime like complete a triathlon, run a race in every state or go to Australia, you know, the usual bucket list stuff.
So I am a total list girl. I guess kind of like keeping journals and blogs, writing things down just make me feel good...and less stressed!
My main weekly list had 26 things on it this week. Maybe that's a lot to some, maybe it's not, but that's the norm for me. It includes anything from changing my dentist appointment to cleaning the bathrooms. But as of today, Thursday, I am down to only 6 things left and I feel great about it and feel like I accomplished all these goals this week. So as I sit here in an amazingly clean house with Noogs still napping since 12:30 (hes going on 3 hours!...hmm actually I should wake him..) remember, when you think you don't need a list....write one! Do it even for the little things like "buy milk", "mail Mothers Day cards", or "take a shower"; remember its not silly, your just being a goal setter and reaching goals when you cross that item off your list! Happy Listing!
Now besides those weekly lists of course I have another list for things that need to get done, but they are big projects and won't go on the weekly list. For example, paint the master bedroom and clean out the garage. Of course there is my bucket list as well of all things I want to do in my lifetime like complete a triathlon, run a race in every state or go to Australia, you know, the usual bucket list stuff.
So I am a total list girl. I guess kind of like keeping journals and blogs, writing things down just make me feel good...and less stressed!
My main weekly list had 26 things on it this week. Maybe that's a lot to some, maybe it's not, but that's the norm for me. It includes anything from changing my dentist appointment to cleaning the bathrooms. But as of today, Thursday, I am down to only 6 things left and I feel great about it and feel like I accomplished all these goals this week. So as I sit here in an amazingly clean house with Noogs still napping since 12:30 (hes going on 3 hours!...hmm actually I should wake him..) remember, when you think you don't need a list....write one! Do it even for the little things like "buy milk", "mail Mothers Day cards", or "take a shower"; remember its not silly, your just being a goal setter and reaching goals when you cross that item off your list! Happy Listing!
Monday, May 2, 2011
A Kid-Free Night = 2 Day Recovery Period
Yes, I've totally been MIA. I'm lacking on my new blogging duties. We had a busy end to the week last night going up to Jerz because Hubby and I were having a kid-free night in Atlantic City. It was so much fun. Those of you with children know how these kid-free nights can roll..and if you don't....really????
Anyway, but am I really that old? One night away from the kids, plus drinks and a 4:00 in the morning bedtime makes me still feel off 48 hours later? Oh well. So worth it though hanging and kicking back with my people.
I'll be back this week with some more fun loving mom-tales...for now I'm still recovering from my "kid-free over nighter!".
Anyway, but am I really that old? One night away from the kids, plus drinks and a 4:00 in the morning bedtime makes me still feel off 48 hours later? Oh well. So worth it though hanging and kicking back with my people.
I'll be back this week with some more fun loving mom-tales...for now I'm still recovering from my "kid-free over nighter!".
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