tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35644145747627452242024-03-14T01:03:32.695-04:00The Mommy ProjectMommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.comBlogger281125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-76298093430774061622013-04-26T13:24:00.001-04:002013-04-26T13:29:58.394-04:00High Time for an Update!I am amazed, once again, that I even figured out how to log into this blog. I just cannot keep up a blog! I tried to write my entries on my iPhone, but it would put my pictures way far apart (as seen in post below with Colie at the park) and logging on to my computer just seems to take too much time. That and I've been trying to keep up with my photography website (which I'm not even very good at doing!). But, I just couldn't leave this blog like this! Just all scary and full of worry!! I want to say that Jamie is fine. Well, she still has some issues with her eyes, but after a few month in hell she came out the other side okay and for that I am eternally grateful! Just wanted to let you know (anyone who came here and wondered). :)<br />
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As you can see, we also got a new addition to the family. I lost my ~beloved~ rescue corgi in November and I just couldn't get by without a corgi in my life. But, he (being a pound puppy) never had his tail docked and I REALLY did not want to PAY someone to cut off my dog's tail...so the long search for an undocked corgi began. I started off by contacting local rescue groups, and then by contacting not-so-local rescue groups, and then by searching all the rescue groups in North America, but I couldn't find a corgi for me. So then I looked into responsible breeders (who don't breed constantly, do all health checks, and are willing to take back the dog...for the life of the dog...if anything should happen...so that we don't have any more dogs going into shelters), but none of these were willing to not chop my puppy's tail off. Then, finally, someone put me in contact with someone who had the ~only~ responsibly breed, corgi, with a tail, in the U.S. or Canada. Literally. She was already almost 9 months old and all her litter mates had already found homes. I'm not entirely sure why she was still waiting (was it because of her super-cool blue eye?!), but I was so glad. I scooped her up and she took a big plane ride to come live with us. And, can I just tell you that she is the greatest dog in the world? She is such a gentle soul and she loves the girls. She is just best friends with "the baby" and follows her around all the time (even sleeping under her bed at night). I love her SO much and she was another great gift that came out of great sadness last year. </div>
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Oh, and speaking of "the baby". She will be starting Kindergarten this September. Yep. That's right. My baby will be going to school all day, every day, starting in just over 4 months. All drama aside, I can tell you right now...that ain't gonna' play well. Oh, <i>she'll </i>be fine...it's me I'm worried about. I don't handle change, or aging, or the change that comes with aging well. The fact that Harrison Ford is in his 70's can just about bring me to tears. Corey Hart is 50. Madonna has had a face-lift. I just can't take much more. So, there is bound to be either lots of drinking or lots of working out coming up in my future (maybe a bit of both...hopefully I stick to the healthier modes of dealing with it all).<br />
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What with her leaving me as she trots off to school with her two big sisters and all...I've been thinking seriously of taking a little hiatus from my photography business. I just don't want any other deadlines or things I have to get done hanging over my head. I want to enjoy my time with them and I want to be free to spend my time with them. I also want to spend my <i>photography</i> time on them. I have been doing a fair amount of work lately that is more based on what my clients want (understandably...since it is a business and not a hobby) versus what I want, or like...and I'm thinking I may need to modify that. Since I do not depend on my photography for my living (I also still work as a Veterinary Technician/Animal Nurse), I feel like I have the luxury of doing things how I want...so I probably <i>should</i>. I may need to spend some time modifying my portfolio to show the kind of work I like to do (lifestyle) versus the kind of work that is always in demand (posed) so that people know what I like to do and they can go ahead and <i>not </i>hire me. <i>Ha!</i></div>
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I just now signed up for a little online photography course over at Big Picture Scrapbooking. It's all about finding your style. I think I pretty much know my style, already, but I just think I need to spend a little time focusing (so to speak) on that so I can...I don't know...refresh my love of picture taking. I do love it, so much! Just, you know, not so much when I'm curling a baby up into a basket that's laying on it's side with a bumpy textured blanket spilling out onto the studio backdrop. Blech. </div>
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Maybe I'll post some photos here when my class starts. Who knows? It's just that photos on here are <u>so small.</u> Maybe I should start a<i> real </i>Mommy Project photo blog. That might be fun. We'll see. Whatever I decide, I'll be sure to update you sometime within the next decade or so...knowing me. </div>
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Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-23304890460837799332012-05-24T15:38:00.001-04:002012-05-24T15:41:37.072-04:00Pop Quiz<br />My life requires: <br /><br />A) Healthy Family<br /><br />B) More Caffeine<br /><br />C) A Nap<br /><br />D) All of the Above. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><font color="gray" face="Zapfino">Answer: "A", but "D" would be good, too. </font><br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br /><br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-36496467621510693202012-05-22T11:01:00.001-04:002012-05-22T12:56:59.178-04:00Two More Weeks<br />So, Jamie has had three MRI's now. The last one showed that the infection is largely cleared up on the right side but, now, out of the blue, without any symptoms whatsoever, it has appeared on the left side. It's in the mastoid and the Petrous. She was so good for her MRI, staying completely still for 45 minutes in that banging laundry machine, in the hopes that a clear picture would mean the end of her treatments. But, despite her efforts, and enduring three needle pokes in her left arm (they cant get blood back from her PICC so there were two pokes for her IV for the contrast, then, they decided later to take blood, as well...poke three) the treatments continue. We are in, what, week 9 or 10 now of IV antibiotics twice daily over 3 hours each time. Plus an oral antibiotic, as well.<br /> <br />When we were in the hospital it was, obviously, all horrible and hard but we figured we caught it early and "4-6 weeks" of antibiotics would Fix This. We also thought her eyes would just "go back to normal" all on their own one day soon. Set-back after set-back from that idea is hard. <br /><br />We've also learned that, no, her IV tubing cannot be changed every 4 days, but it needs to be changed Daily! We had a different nurse to the house one day (to change Jamie's bandaging) and she was horrified. She actually said, "I mean, she's just a little girl". Ugh. Can we, please, take proper, good care, of my daughter? Please? So, no, the nurses don't want to come everyday to change her tubing so, in addition to running all her treatments, I'm now in charge of changing the IV line daily. I could go ~on and on~ here at this point, but I'm really trying to stay positive so...yah...I just think the level of *care* and *cleanliness* should remain consistent no matter which nurse comes to the house. Seriously. Frack.<br /><br />Oh Gawd. And her MRI. That contrast is radioactive, you know. Why doesn't she get IV fluids to help flush/protect her kidneys?! They don't even tell you to give her extra water to drink. Nothing. Are we giving better care to our dogs than our kids?! <br />Ugh. <br /><br />This. Is. Stressful. <br /><br />Two more weeks, then another MRI. <br /><br />I guess I'll be calling in advance this time to see why she isn't getting fluids. <br />Advocating, advocating, advocating.<br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/76852052@N03/7250018776/'><img src='http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7233/7250018776_cc550a7f1f_b.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />(undercover photo taken by Jamie while her Dad and I speak with one of her Doctors)<br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-27680309349368355362012-04-09T12:07:00.001-04:002012-04-09T13:35:36.231-04:00OkaySo I find myself back at The Mommy Project now, not just to document my beautiful kids and the amazing thing it is to be their Mom, but to vent the boiling kettle that is my insides right now. I had been updating all the "goings on" on my Facebook page, but my hubby wasn't comfortable with all his friends, family, and people he hardly even knew knowing what was happening before he could tell them. I really can't fault him there. So, I stopped posting on Facebook. And I started just keeping it all inside. But, for me, that is hard. I need to get it out. Even if it is in a practically anonymous blog post that no one may ever read.<br /><br />To make a long story short, my little sparkle, my funny one, my mini-me, my Poodle, my JJ, has Petrous Apicitis. Don't bother Googling that: her Infectious Disease doctor warned me not to, and for once, I listened. Our last few weeks have been so scary and life has taken place walking on eggshells. I just don't need anymore frightening information in my head. Basically, it is a severe bacterial infection in the bones of her skull, secondary to a virus. She had the flu, got better, then got sick again. She didn't have any severe symptoms...just a bit lethargic and complaining of a headache. We just thought she had come down with another bout of the flu that was going through her school like gangbusters and with some advil she was completely fine. But, when the headache moved from the top of her head to above her ear, I thought it might be an ear infection and we took her to see her doctor. Ear meds were prescribed and by the next day she felt, "Great!". Problem was, now her eyes were going crossed. We rushed her to the emergency room immediately and ended up with a CT scan, a MRI, myringotomy surgery, four teams of doctors looking after her, a prescription for 6 weeks of IV antibiotics twice daily, surgery to place a PICC in her left arm, and the diagnosis of Petrous Apicitis (an advanced version of Mastoiditis). <br /><br />We are home now just waiting until her second MRI to tell us if the antibiotics are working or if she is going to need surgery. That has had its own challenges as she became allergic to her antibiotics after a few days at home (she has a history of allergies to antibiotics, so her becoming allergic to this one was pretty scary: she NEEDS these meds., and she needs them to work). That lead to 7 more hours in emerg. one day, and another 5 hours the next...after hours and hours of doctors appointments before that. Her doctors put her on something different (and off label for kids) and she had an immediate reaction to that, as well. We now have to give her Benadryl an hour before every dose of IV antibiotics and the infusion takes three hours to give, twice daily (we are giving it extremely slowly to avoid a reaction). Home care nurses aren't able to stay with her that long, so I've become her nurse, giving her all her IV treatments. <br /><br />Then the problems with her PICC began, with me not able to draw back any blood from the line. That lead to a chest X-ray, an order to stop her treatments (her Vital treatments) and a Linogram (a "moving" X-ray taken while a contrast medium is injected into her line). She has had so many x-rays, but the worry of what affect that will have on her little body has to be set aside for the other more immediate worries of...is she beating this? Will she need surgery? Are her eyes going to go back to normal? <br /><br />Is my baby going to be okay? <br /><br />There are lots and lots of worries and stresses in life, but I've got to say, "Will my baby be okay?" is the absolute worst one I've ever had to experience. <br /><br /><center><a href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/76852052@N03/6915341286/'><img src='http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5329/6915341286_09cf102a42_b.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-61733382947735096712012-04-04T13:03:00.001-04:002012-04-04T13:09:38.745-04:00Busy.It's hard to believe it has been almost a year since I've worked on "The Mommy Project".<br /> <br />Kind of. <br /><br />Not really. <br /><br />This past year has been really busy. Really too busy. In addition to my 3 days a week job, I also started a photography business...and photography blog...and volunteered with our not-so-local animal rescue. I also helped my hubby with his business...and attended another landscaping seminar. I also started running and trained for my first 5K. I also continued to be a mom to a three year old little girl who is still at home with me (when I am)..and her two bigger sisters. Of course, there were still all the pets (two dogs, two rabbits, and one ratty-girl) to take care of. And a husband to remember. And friends to keep in touch with. And a house to keep livable. When you have that many things on your plate...it gets hard to fit them all in and prioritizing can get difficult...especially when that new business you started requires more hours than there are in a day just to market it. <br /><br />Well, let me tell you this: there is nothing like your little girl almost dying to remind you of what exactly is important in life.<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/76852052@N03/7045435911/'><img src='http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7086/7045435911_e0219dea71_b.jpg' border='0' width='238' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />I think this year will see a lot of changes (again), but this time it's going to be all about lightening my load and remembering to cherish every single minute I have with my family. They have always been my priority, but I've been working so hard to be able to, one day, spend more time with them, that I've been way too busy to enjoy them like I should have this whole past year. Ironic. <br /><br />I won't be wasting any more days. Each one is far too precious. <br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad<br /><br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-88809272786393000012011-05-12T13:36:00.000-04:002011-05-13T16:23:05.412-04:00KMKY AprilOkay, let's see if I can do this on my iPhone. Sorry about all the huge spaces in my photo post below, but, ya, I'm on my iPhone. I love my iPhone. You know that. Not always easy for the typing and the posting, though. 'K. Here goes...<br /><br />1) Wedding Song:<br />Kiss of Love, Sade. <br />Ha! Oh wait. That's not even right. It's the song I think of as our wedding song bc it's what I walked down the, uh, grass to at our wedding (in Jamaica), and it's the song on our wedding photos slideshow. But, in fact, our first dance was "Can't help Falling in Love", Elvis. I would have loved the Corey Hart version, but, oh well. :)<br /><br />2)Guest Star on a TV show...?<br />Hmm, I love Heather's answer and I TOTALLY agree on every word. True Blood. Eric. Rahr. But, you know what, I'd really love to work out with Bob Harper, so can I go on Biggest Loser for one episode? That would be totally wicked. <br /><br />3)Fav. Children's Book:<br />All time...The Little Prince. One becomes responsible for what one tames. It's only with the heart that one can see rightly. All that good stuff. Love it (sorry Antoine for butchering your lovely words, there...).<br />Current: Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus. Oh how I love that little guy. <br /><br />4) Watch Royal Wedding:<br />No. I honestly couldn't care any less. We did ~happen~ to see the kiss. But, truly, seeing Kate wearing Diana's ring freaks me out. And makes me feel really old. <br /><br />5)Fav. BBQ item:<br />Uh, veggie burger, I guess. Hubs eats a fair amt of BBQ'd stuff, but I don't. I guess I should try some BBQ'd tofu. <br /><br />Okay! Did it! Are pigs flying past? I don't think I can link up to Shanny on my phone, bur if you stumble upon this post you can check out the creative genius behind this project over at www.shanrev.blogspot.com<br />Or, see if this link works!<br />http://shanrev.blogspot.com/2011/05/knowing-me-knowing-you-may-2011.html<br />Thanks!!<br />:)<br /> <br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-34100126233956615622011-05-12T12:52:00.000-04:002011-05-13T16:23:06.080-04:00Adventures at Play-Park.Hipstamatic iPhone Adventures at Play-Park... <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/12/1738.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/12/s_1738.jpg' border='0' width='300' height='300' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> 10.0 on the dismount. <br /><br /><br 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href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/12/1785.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/12/s_1785.jpg' border='0' width='300' height='300' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Thanks for coming to Play-Park with us. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/12/1794.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/12/s_1794.jpg' border='0' width='300' height='300' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Gotta' go now. <br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-63118963391604056062011-01-25T15:21:00.001-05:002011-01-25T15:21:05.162-05:00Following in Mommy's Footsteps?Lesson One:<br /><br />You must remember not to put your fingers over the lens.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/25/1682.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/25/s_1682.jpg' border='0' width='200' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Lesson Two:<br /><br />Sturdy your arms against your sides to avoid camera shake.<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/25/1683.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/25/s_1683.jpg' border='0' width='193' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />That's the ticket, baby! <br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/25/1684.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/25/s_1684.jpg' border='0' width='212' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />I swear, 14 years from now she is hired! <br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-54187306495667862842011-01-24T14:18:00.000-05:002011-01-24T14:18:36.063-05:00Crazy Sexy Running (Thanks to Kris and Cathy!)So, ya, Fitness Friday is a little bit late, huh? Well...here's the story...I got all my gear on and by the time I made it out to the living room (with the DVD player), the kids had already taken over the t.v. to watch a movie. So, I couldn't work out! Yep. There were a lot of <i>lame-o</i> excuses like that one last week. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">Sigh</span>. But, you know, whatevs! No use pouting. I'm back on track.<br />
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I got <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Crazy-Sexy-Diet-Veggies-Ignite/dp/1599218011/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1295896446&sr=8-1">Kris Carr's cool new book</a> on the weekend. Have you heard about it, yet? I mean, it's everywhere! It isn't really a cookbook. Or a diet plan. <a href="http://www.crazysexylife.com/">It's more like a "life plan"</a>. Lots of interesting stuff in there. I'm about 1/3 the way through (because I keep skipping all around it--reading different parts here and there) and I think it's pretty darn cool. Kris was diagnosed with inoperable cancer about 7 years ago and made a complete over-hall of her life. Those healthy changes have kept her going with the grace and gumption of a goddess ever since. Just think of what those changes could do for a person who isn't even battling a life-changing disease. But, then again, aren't we all? I mean, 1 in 2 men get cancer. 1 in 3 women. I have got to think our SAD (Standard American Diet) diet has a lot to do with that <i>SAD</i> statistic. It's time to make some changes and I'm back on track for the challenge!<br />
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I even went out and bought a juicer yesterday. I love a kitchen appliance -- oh, yes i do. I wanted to be Jennifer Marlowe when I was a kid. All those kitchen appliances! Shiny and New and Never Used. But, that's another story.<br />
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I actually <i>used</i> my juicer this morning and made Kris's "Make Love, Not War Green Juice". It is full of kale, and broccoli stems, celery, cucumbers, ginger root and pear.<br />
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Then I drank it.<br />
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For real life.<br />
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It wasn't so bad actually and I felt so flipping <i>healthy</i> after drinking it! Then I shared a bit of the left-overs with Bun-Bun and Chum-Chum (they thought it was the best thing ever). <i>Side note: the recipe and my juicer make more juice than i really need. I'll have to cut it in half next time. </i><br />
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Then, all high on life and kale, I hit the treadmill.<br />
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I started up my Couch to 5K app. again. I jumped in at week 2 this time since I remember week 1 being very easy last time around (for those of you just catching up...I don't think I ever got past about week 4 last time I tried this. I got a cold and missed a couple of days. Then something else, I can't even remember what, came up and I missed a couple more days. Then I felt like I was too out of it to continue on and I sure didn't want to have to start<i> all over</i> again...so, ya, that was that).<br />
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Here's the deal.<br />
I love my running shoes (they are super adorable "Newton's", ordered from The States).<br />
I hate running.<br />
Hate is a strong word.<br />
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I can "speed walk" at a pace of 6.4km/hr. I could probably walk at that pace <span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;">all day long</span>. But, kick it up to 7.0 km/hr, or even 6.8, or 6.6...just to the point where I have to shift from walking to jogging, and I suck! I get all tense and seize up. It's like I'm afraid I'm going to fall or something. I don't know. I'm just keenly aware of how uncomfortable I am, how all my innards are just thrashing up and down, how this can't be good for my knee, how i'm going to hurt something, how I have no flipping idea how other people do this...let alone <i>enjoy</i> it...are you kidding me?!<br />
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This is what goes through my head for the entire 90 seconds that my app. is telling me to run.<br />
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Then I get to walk again.<br />
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So, I got through it and, as usual, I felt great after...but I have to get over my mental negativity! I have to try and think of something pleasant during my running time. Something better than, "This sucks! This sucks! I suck! I can't do this! How many more seconds?! I'll never make it! This sucks! This sucks".<br />
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I sent a little Tweet out to the beautiful and talented (and able to run 5ks like nobody's business) <a href="http://www.cathyzielske.com/">Cathy Zielske</a> to see how she does it. Cathy is my (and everyone else's) scrapbooking hero, but she also happens to be my running hero. She took up running last year and hasn't looked back. I figured she must have run when she was a kid. <i>Nope</i>. She literally just started last year. She said it was also very foreign to her and took her about 4 months to really hit her stride and start enjoying it. So, I'm not going to give up. I'll keep going and try to reach that 4 month mark and hope to <b>Cathy Zielske </b>that by the time I get there I'm not thinking, "I suck! I can't do this!!" for every single stride, but "You Rock! You CAN do this!" instead. :)<br />
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Thank-you Cathy Zielske.<br />
You're my hero.<br />
And, thanks to Kris Carr, too. I feel the unicorns are a-coming!<br />
{you'll just have to read her book...}<br />
;-)<br />
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- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhoneMommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-44784183871215075112011-01-21T15:28:00.001-05:002011-01-21T15:28:43.700-05:00Mommy Fail, January/11.We kept the girls home from school today. Their school was having another trip to the ice rink and I don't really want them going on the ice without Dave and I there to help them (which we would, but we also have a baby Coco at home and only so many hands). So, we decided to have a fun family day, instead! <br /><br />Despite the fact that The Hubs got no sleep last night, we got ourselves all ready today -showers, dressed up, camera charged, snacks and water ready, and packed ourselves into the truck for the trip out to The Butterfly Conservatory!!<br /><br />We haven't been to see the butterflies since Jamie was Colie's age so the photo ops were going to be fabulous. It's a long drive, and a Freezing Cold trip from the parking lot to the front doors...but once you are in there it is fabulous. So warm and tropical with all the beautiful plants and gorgeous butterflies landing on everyone. Ahhhh. Love it. <br /><br />Unfortunately,we never even ~thought~ to call first. I mean, of course they're open. Right? <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/21/1897.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/21/s_1897.jpg' border='0' width='215' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Yaaa...<br />Not so much. <br />"oh, maaaaan"<br />-Swiper. <br /><br />The girls still had a good laugh, though. Unfortunately, I can't tell you what has given them this mad case of the giggles...and caused them to start snapping photos like wild paparazzi. <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/21/1901.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/21/s_1901.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='214' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />It was a funny moment, though. You'll just have to take my word for that one. <br /><br />And, me? Well, I had my new Vegan cookbook along, so I spent the better part of the trip trying to decide what to make for dinner tonight. So, it really wasn't a total loss. <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/21/1904.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/21/s_1904.jpg' border='0' width='214' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />(btw! Totally didn't get this book for the "weight loss" aspect, just the "healthy vegan cooking" aspect. I wish it had a different name...but it's a good cookbook, otherwise). <br /><br />Okay...<br />off to work-out now before posting "Fitness Friday" <br />:-/<br /><br /><br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-47049415600801515832011-01-14T11:48:00.001-05:002011-01-14T11:48:47.441-05:00Fitness Friday<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/14/1219.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/14/s_1219.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='274' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Check-in time!<br /><br /> I did pretty good this week. Two days of Upper Body Pyramid (Cathe Friedrich) again. I only needed one day of rest in between this time, so I'm probably going to ramp things up a bit next week and add in some lower body work. I also did some ab work on Wednesday and it still feels like I was hit in the lower ribs today (going to try for two days next week). Aaand, i got jiggy with my Wii Just Dance 2 a bunch of times (including last night when I realized I had forgotten to do it, and I really no longer felt like doing it, but I wasn't listening to any of my own excuses. Yay me!). <br /><br />Nutrition: I'm on day, what? Eleven, I think, of the 21-Day Vegan Kickstart and I'm doing well. I have not had any meat (no big deal. At all), eggs (a bit harder), or dairy (oh my gawd. There is ice cream in my freezer, people! And, I've yet to solve my no yogurt problem. This one is hard for me) for the entire time. <br /><br />My saving graces so far have been all my homemade hummus recipes (yum!) and espresso with frothed soy milk (yum-mo!). I really need to prep and cook more, though. I've been doing a LOT of grazing...veggies and hummus, whole-grain bread and hummus, multi-grain crackers and hummus.... Eeee! I may be in danger of becoming sick of hummus. <br /><br />So, plan for next week...<br />1) 2 day Upper Body (weights)<br />2) 1 day Lower Body (weights)<br />3) 4 days Cardio<br />4) 2 days Abs<br /><br />And<br /><br />Cook something good. Vegan good. <br /><br />So, tell me, <br />are you doing something to take care of you this year? <br /><br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-52432239653524703362011-01-07T17:42:00.001-05:002011-01-07T19:24:34.089-05:00Fitness Friday<br />Remember those? Well, it is the start of a new year. Time to start taking care of you again, right? So...what are you doing to get healthy this year? <br /><br />Here's what I've been up to:<br /><br />Monday: worked. I'll spare you the sad details, but it was a very physically demanding shift. So, I left it at that. <br /><br />Tuesday: "Intense Program" completed on Wii Just Dance 2. I love that program! Dancing really is so much more fun than running on the treadmill. There. I've said it. I get out of breath and sweat just the same...so it's gotta be just as worthwhile even though it's fun, right? <br /><br />Also did Cathe Friedrich's Pyramid Upper body. THE best way to get your arms in shape. Period. <br /><br />Wed: I.P. completed on Wii Just Dance. Upper Body recovery day. Rest of the day spent finishing up my Pet Photography blog (ie., butt on chair, body in front of computer, for hours). <br /><br />Thursday: I.P. completed on Wii Just Dance. Day 2 of Upper Body recovery (i knew this would happen since I haven't lifted weights in so long. There is just no way my triceps were ready to kickback anything yet). Remainder of day spent on butt, in front of computer, getting pet photography website done. Oh em gee, that took FOR-EVER. Hours!!! My eyes were sore! So glad it's finished now, though. :)<br /><br />Friday: I.P. completed on Wii Just Dance. Also did Pyramid Upper Body, again. Done with computer today (except for this post). Woo!!<br /><br />Nutrition: I've eaten a vegan diet all week. No meat, no dairy, no cheese. Not huge sacrifices for me, though, I should admit. Although... I ~am~ really starting to miss my Greek-style plain yogurt. A lot. And soy yogurt is pretty darn expensive!! I may need some help with this one. Although, my Tassimo latte is truly delicious with the soy milk I froth myself! So, hurrah for that. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/07/2575.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/07/s_2575.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='274' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Plains for next week:<br />More of the same, but add in some ab work. Also, try to solve lack of yogurt problem. <br /><br />So tell me...<br />What did you do<br />To take care of YOU<br />This week? <br /><br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br /><br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-3388262233505938582011-01-03T18:45:00.001-05:002011-01-03T18:48:45.633-05:0021-Day Kickstart.So the hubs and I went to Chapter's last week because, well, the girls were suddenly, surprisingly, being babysat and there's nothing like a trip to Chapter's sans kids! Hubs wanted a magazine and I usually check out tons of stuff: photography books, beading magazines, scrapbooking stuff, general arts and crafty stuff, fitness, pets, cooking, baking...ahhh...I love it all. I ended up picking up another vegetarian cookbook and happened to see "The China Study" there, too. I've heard this book mentioned many times and many people (including "The Biggest Loser" fitness guy, Bob <br />Harper) have said it changed their lives. I decided to pick it up.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/03/3241.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/03/s_3241.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Hubs began reading it, just to see what nonsense I was into now, basically, and he ended up not wanting to give it back! I'm telling you he is a certified carnivorous manly-man who, while he may like animals- that would never be a reason for him to give up meat. Ever. Well, he has now gone about a week with NO MEAT and very little dairy. Amazing! <br /><br />Of course, this is all flipping fantastic for me since I hate eating meat. Now the veggies are just overflowing our fridge. We have two types of tofu. Our cupboards are stocked with an assortment of beans. There is no shortage of whole wheat pastas and an assortment of grains...we even have veganaisse (vegan mayo), soy cheese, and a bunch of non-dairy milks. <br /><br />Hubs will never label himself vegan, or even veggie...he is just trying to eat a more healthy, plant-based diet. That sounds good to me, too. I may give up milk, and cheese...but I don't expect to stop putting honey in my tea, or throw out my leather shoes, or pledge some sort of allegiance to the vegan flag. Yet, I have started the <a target="_blank" href="http://pcrm.org/kickstartHome/messages/">21-Day Vegan Kickstart </a> today and, of course, so far it's going great!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/03/3242.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/03/s_3242.jpg' border='0' width='213' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />My biggest worry was how i would replace my morning Tassimo latte. But, i picked up this cute little frother at Fortinos and, i'm telling you, the frothed soy milk on top of the Tassimo espresso is even better than the original version! It tastes less, I don't know, oily. <br /><br />I was planning on posting the recipe for the delicious hummus i'm eating right now, but i've gone on long enough. I'll come back and post that soon. While it is very convenient...creating entire blog posts with one finger on my iPhone is tiring. I think I may need an iPad? ;-)<br /><br />But that's another post. <br /><br /> Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br /><br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-83587847743329992352010-12-31T08:56:00.001-05:002010-12-31T08:56:57.593-05:00Resolution Time?<br />Is it that time again, already? <br />Okay, here are my goals for the new year...<br /><br />1) launch my pet photography business<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/12/31/819.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/12/31/s_819.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />2) update my maternity/newborn photography site<br /><br />3) make time spent away from my family worth it <-- I vow this one. <br /><br />4) eat a vegetarian/vegan diet (I'll do the best I can with that one...but I don't plan to obsess about eggs in bread, or milk in my coffee just yet) <br /><br />5) exercise. I plan to work-out in some form 5 days a week. If that is wii dancing, fine. If that is a big walk with the baby, fine. If that is a 20k bike ride, fine. Something. 5 days a week (my weekends already involve about 15,000 steps...so that's covered). <br /><br />I plan to be buff by August. <br /><br />Seriously. <br /><br />Stop laughing. <br /><br />So, what are your goals for the New Year? <br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-83367496204356735382010-12-25T20:22:00.001-05:002010-12-25T20:22:22.609-05:00Classic.This is a photo of a photo--so not the greatest quality--but you get the idea. <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/12/25/3304.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/12/25/s_3304.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />I love this photo. <br />I love all our Santa photos. I love seeing a baby, a toddler, pop!, another baby...one crying at 2, another crying at 2, and a third crying at two. And now with Santa's expression...priceless. <br /><br />I hope you have a wonderful Christmas. <br /><br />:) <br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-67467292646370455522010-10-28T09:14:00.001-04:002010-10-28T09:14:46.752-04:00Her Life StoryJJ and I finished putting her homework assignment together last night. It was a bit tricky considering JJ knocked our external hard drive flying last year, wiping out a year and a half of family photos. But, we got it done, and I thought it was so cute. <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/650.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/s_650.jpg' border='0' width='234' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/651.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/s_651.jpg' border='0' width='242' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/652.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/s_652.jpg' border='0' width='235' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/653.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/s_653.jpg' border='0' width='235' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/654.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/s_654.jpg' border='0' width='257' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/656.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/s_656.jpg' border='0' width='237' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />{Since she hasn't quite hit 6 yet, she was told to just write about what she would like to do. So unlike her Mom on this one! I'd be happy to never step foot on a plane again).<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/657.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/s_657.jpg' border='0' width='222' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />It was really sweet to go through all the photos (that we do still have), and see how much she's grown. <br /><br />It was also remarkable to see just how much JJ at two looks like Colie Coco today!<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/658.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/10/28/s_658.jpg' border='0' width='216' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />No wonder I call Colie "Jamie" at least once a day!<br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-88335091923756019222010-09-24T10:28:00.001-04:002010-09-24T10:28:01.843-04:00Meet the Teacher NightI wasn't sure if we would make it. It all depended on when the hubs got home from work. But, Jamie was sure hoping we would go. As soon as she came in the front door after school she was screaming, "Meet the teacher night! Meet the teacher night! Can we go?! Can we?!".<br /><br />To be honest, I always kind of feel like, "What's the point"? I mean, we've already, usually, met the teacher. And we've usually seen the classroom. And it's too early in the school year for the teacher to give us any real input as to how the kiddos are doing. But, the girls sure love it. <br /><br />They love showing off their work.<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/918.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/s_918.jpg' border='0' width='194' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/919.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/s_919.jpg' border='0' width='194' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/920.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/s_920.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='268' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/922.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/s_922.jpg' border='0' width='194' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />And their desks.<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/923.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/s_923.jpg' border='0' width='194' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/924.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/s_924.jpg' border='0' width='194' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/925.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/s_925.jpg' border='0' width='194' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />And, of course, their teachers. <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/927.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/s_927.jpg' border='0' width='194' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/928.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/24/s_928.jpg' border='0' width='194' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />They get so excited about it all and are always so happy when we are there that, in the end, it's always a great time. And, i remembered, sharing in their excitement for education is the whole point. <br /><br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-16133523954293073562010-09-20T14:10:00.001-04:002010-09-20T15:26:51.680-04:00Back to School, 2010Back to school, in pictures. <br /><br />(Colie brushing out Maddie's hair for her).<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/1581.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/s_1581.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />(All set to go at the bus stop).<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/1583.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/s_1583.jpg' border='0' width='214' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />(Jamie James's first day of grade One!)<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/1878.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/s_1878.jpg' border='0' width='214' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />(Of course I had to have more than just the iPhone photos for first day of school!)<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/1585.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/s_1585.jpg' border='0' width='300' height='300' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/1590.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/s_1590.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='214' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br />(Mama cannot manage to ever have dry hair that early in the morning. But, at least the kiddos look great) ;-)<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/1592.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/s_1592.jpg' border='0' width='214' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />Coco and I headed for the park to cheer ourselves up. Hard to not have ~either~ of them home anymore. All day. Every day. <br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/1593.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/20/s_1593.jpg' border='0' width='250' height='250' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br />Growing up way too fast. <br /><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br /><br /><br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-34549430401894435722010-09-09T19:00:00.001-04:002010-09-09T19:00:04.006-04:00Let Them Eat Cake.<br />Last week was my hubby's birthday. I could take this opportunity to tell you about what a great guy he is. How he works so hard to take care of all of us. How he is so great, and so hands on with the girls. How he buys the groceries, and cooks, and makes lunches. How, when I casually mentioned that I liked the water bottles with the wider openings, I caught him setting them all aside for me a few days later. But, I won't. <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/2070.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/s_2070.jpg' border='0' width='201' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Instead I'll tell you about the nummy cake the girls and i made. A cake so nummy Colie just had to get up on the kitchen chair to get at it. And knock it over. And start digging into it with her bare hands. <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/2071.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/s_2071.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='253' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/2072.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/s_2072.jpg' border='0' width='194' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/2073.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/s_2073.jpg' border='0' width='194' height='281' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />When I showed the big girls what she did, they were horrified! So I did what any reasonable mom would do. I said, "Well...grab a fork". <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/2074.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/s_2074.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='272' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Maddie then declared that it was "The Best day EVER!"<br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/2075.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/s_2075.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='244' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/2076.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/s_2076.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='240' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Anywho...<br />Happy Birthday, Davey! <br />We all love you very, very much and we are very sorry about your cake. <br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/2077.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/09/s_2077.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='240' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone<br />Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-6566244326234693132010-09-06T00:05:00.003-04:002010-09-08T14:22:59.875-04:00Linky Love.<object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JeVyNdIH0go?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JeVyNdIH0go?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br />
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One of my hubby's clients in his landscaping biz. is an older lady. Very friendly. Very sweet. Very wise. One day in conversation they were talking about the new baby, and how things were going...<br />
and she said to him,<br />
"You know, if your wife ever has a problem...something that bugs her...something that makes her life difficult, find a way to fix it and you will become rich".<br />
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I thought that was so interesting. And so true.<br />
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Keep your eyes open, ladies.<br />
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Edited to add: ACK! I forgot to thank the wonderful <a href="http://www.stacyjulian.com/">Stacy Julian</a> for sharing this video clip. I loved it (obviously! I just blogged about it, too)! Thanks Mrs. Julian. You rock :)Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-90446573222986942032010-09-03T09:58:00.058-04:002010-09-03T10:35:41.360-04:00Fitness Friday: Monthly Wrap Up {August}.<center>The month of <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;">August</span></span> found me hitting the trails. A lot. </center><center><br />
</center><center>I used to cycle all the time in high school. On the roads, then. But a close encounter with a car left me afraid of going anywhere near the roads again. I mean, ya' think when you are crossing a road, at the cross-walk, with the light, in broad daylight, no one is going to try and run you over. You'd <i>think</i> so. </center><center>Anyway. Ironically, my orthopaedic surgeon recommended cycling for rehabilitation for my knee. Insurance even paid for a new bike. But, I never used it. Not once. I was just too afraid. But, since moving to an area that is so close to so many trails...there was really no excuse anymore (well, except that my bike was in pieces and hubby kept delaying putting it together for me). But! August found me back in the saddle. And I've been loving it!! </center><center><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I quickly found that I was in need of a few upgrades. </div><br />
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<center><a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/03/830.jpg"><img border="0" height="281" src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/09/03/s_830.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="257" /></a></center><center>And some accessories. </center><center><br />
</center><center>My best friends are my new riding gloves (my hands were starting to get really sore without them), my new bike shorts (they may look like regular ol' shorts, but don't let that fool you. There is some cushy science in them there shorts. And, my butt is very grateful), and my iPhone with a GPS app. that records my every move (distance, elevation, calories burned. It even records my time against previous times, maps my route, speaks to me during my ride! Coolest thing ever. And the best part--I just let my music play away and the app. continues to work in the background--just interrupting every few minutes to let me know how far I've gone, and how I'm doing, and if anyone has left me any messages on Twitter or Facebook. <b><i>So</i></b>. <b><i>Cool</i></b>. <i>I heart my iPhone</i>). </center><center><br />
</center><center>So, what kind of numbers did i rack up in August? </center><center>Well...just keep in mind it <i>was </i>my first month back cycling in, uhhh, well over a decade. </center><center>Also, I am riding a Mountain Bike now and not a Road Bike. </center><center>And I'm riding on the trails, not the road. </center><center>So...speed might not be too terribly impressive (oh, how i do miss flying along!). </center><center>Oh, also, i didn't get the app. until a few days after i actually started. </center><center>But, <i>anyway</i>...</center><center>enough of the justifications..</center><center>here are the numbers:</center><center><br />
</center><center><b>August, 2010</b></center><center><br />
</center><center>Rides: 11</center><center>Total Distance: 103.08 kms</center><center>Total Time: 5:58:54</center><center>Total Climb: 223 metres</center><center>Total Calories: 2264</center><center>Average Distance: 9.37 kms</center><center>Average Time: 32:38</center><center>Average Climb: 20 metres</center><center>Average Calories: 206</center><center>Average Speed: 17.23 kms/hr</center><center><br />
</center><center><b>And how do i feel? </b></center><center><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"><b><i>Terrific!!</i></b></span></center><center>My legs feel so energized!</center><center>They are that slight, tingly, just a wee bit sore feeling you get when you know you are accomplishing something, but you aren't incapacitated. </center><center>I can actually <i>see</i> muscles in my legs that are getting bigger, and stronger...</center><center>and some that i never even remember seeing before</center><center>(like the one that runs across my shin. <i>Hello there, muscle! Where have you been?</i>)</center><center><br />
</center><center>I will definitely be continuing my cycling throughout September, and I'm hoping to continue on even when it gets cold out. <i>Me? Out in the cold??</i> Ya, my hubby is finding that one hard to believe, too. But, i'd really like to! I'm loving it so much. We'll see how it goes. </center><center><br />
</center><center>I'll be back next month with another wrap up. </center><center><br />
</center><center>In the meantime...</center><center>What have you been doing to take care of yourself lately?</center>Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-13846083122924424132010-08-26T00:05:00.002-04:002010-08-26T00:05:00.223-04:00Four Simple Goals.I came across this cool little post over at <a href="http://aliedwards.typepad.com/_a_/2010/08/inspiration-four-simple-goals.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+aliedwards+%28%7B+A+%7D%29">Ali Edward's blog</a>. It is about creating Four Simple Goals for yourself for the remainder of this year. This is perfect timing for me as I have just started back to this blog and I love to start off something new with new goals...and the New Year is still so far away. So, here are my Four Simple Goals:<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"><b>1) Don't waste time. </b></span><br />
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Okay, that sounds way too vague to actually put into action so let me concrete that one up a bit.<br />
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Get up and showered first thing in the morning. Don't wait until the baby has her nap because that nap is coming later and later and you don't want to be a slob all morning, do you? Also, stop checking Twitter so damn much. Yes, there are lots of interesting people on there, with lots of interesting links, but you have too much else YOU need to get done in YOUR own life...so stop checking already!<br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">2) Plan. </span></b><br />
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Remember that time you made a dinner plan for the week and Davey got all the groceries for it, and you actually made dinner all. week. long? Wasn't that nice? So much better than standing in the kitchen at 6 pm wondering what you can create with a bottle of spaghetti sauce and last night's left-over fajita chicken, wasn't it? So, make a meal plan every week. And, then, make dinner.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"><b>3) Drink More WATER. </b></span><br />
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Ali used this one and it is my total nemesis. I cannot get myself to drink enough water. But, I have just bought a nice little water bottle for my bike rides. Is there any reason why I can't fill that up in the morning and carry it around with me through-out the day? I don't think so. Hang on. I'm going to go grab it now.<br />
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Okay...it's a little<i> plastic-y</i> tasting and while they assured me it was BPA-free...I dunno. Maybe I'll get a different bottle. But, HEY, no excuses. No waiting for the fancy-smancy perfect bottle. Drink some water, woman! Now. And Every Day. All Day. M'kay?<br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">4) Create a Scrapbook.</span></b><br />
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You have been harping on this so long. It's boring. You are signed up for Cathy's class. You big puffy heart Cathy. You big puffy heart the book the class is based on. You don't need anything fancy to get it done. So get it done. I'll be so proud.<br />
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I<i>'m not sure why I wrote all that in some sort of weird third person, but there ya' go. My Four Simple Goals. </i><br />
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Good luck, me.<br />
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How about you? Do you have <b>Four Simple Goals</b> you could make for yourself?Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-62129647628385600192010-08-25T12:47:00.003-04:002010-08-25T12:51:04.223-04:00Mommy Project: The Abridged Version.So, another reason for starting back up here at The Mommy Project is that I, once again, have a lot of projects coming up on the horizon. I'll still be working on the photo biz. which I <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">big puffy heart</span></b> love, but I will also be going back to school to finish up my last two credits in my Landscape Design course! I had almost decided to just let that slide away, but Dave and I have been talking and we have decided to go ahead and expand the landscaping business with a new, fresh, start and new, fresh, name! We have "owned" the new business name for awhile, but we weren't sure if/when to make the leap. Well, we've been working with a designer and we have a brand new logo and we are getting together a website and marketing materials and a whole lotta' other new goodness. So exciting. The new "improved" business will be expanded much more into the design aspect, while holding on to the property maintenance as "the bread and butter" as my favourite teacher, Dennis, would say. Design is the only part I'm really interested in, to be honest. I'm not much with a weed-whacker. Speaking of design...<br />
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I am also now signed up to take another class over at <a href="http://www.bigpicturescrapbooking.com/meatoz.php">Big Picture Scrapbooking</a> with my total girl-crush, Cathy Zielske. Gawd. She is just so darn adorable, isn't she? I think she is super amazing, and super talented, and her personal fitness transformation has been just...well...nothing short of inspirational this year! In fact, I have just started back up with some serious cycling (well, as serious as someone who is completely out of shape can get) because of her. <i>I'd run, Cathy, but...I can't run. I accept that about myself. </i><br />
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Anyway! Suffice it to say that there will be a lot going on in the next little while and I thought that it might be nice to share some of it with you (<i>you</i> know who <i>you </i>are). Also, I wanted to <span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;">beg</span> ask you if you might like to take Cathy's course with me?! It sounds like it is going to be a lot of fun, and fairly simple, and will result in the completion of an actual scrapbook. Crazy talk? No, really. The course is modelled around one of my all time favourite books, "Encylopedia of an Ordinary Life", by the also super talented Amy Krouse Rosenthal (a.k.a. Rosendal). Love that book.<br />
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Here...let me get my bud Cath to tell you all about the class herself:<br />
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</span><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">An A to Z All About Me 4-Week Album Workshop</span></span></i></span></div><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody>
<tr><td width="79%"><div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">Sometimes I wonder what makes scrapbookers avoid telling their own stories. I've heard the claims that journaling is hard and that these stories aren't worth telling -- and I don't believe either claim for a minute. To prove these ideas wrong, dear scrapbooking friends, is where </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">Me: The Abridged Version </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">comes in.</span></span></div><div style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">By focusing on specific but wholly unrelated random details from your own extraordinary life, I'm going to teach you that you're a lot better at writing than you think. We won't fret over flowery prose and excellent grammar. We'll work with run-on sentences. And fragments. And lists. And stuff that you might not think makes for perfect writing, but that most definitely WILL make for perfect story-telling.</span></span></div></td><td align="right" valign="top" width="21%"><div align="right"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><img height="121" src="http://www.bigpicturescrapbooking.com/images/backbypopular.gif" width="121" /></span></div></td></tr>
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</b></span></div><div style="color: #4a484b; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Run-on sentences? Fragments?? Lists?!? This course is <i>meant</i> for me!! How 'bout you? Hope to see you in class! If not, at least I'll see ya' around the good ol' bloggity. Jeez! I'll have to post a picture of the baby for you! She's gotten pretty big in the past 6 months!!</span></div>Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-76315113820433814882010-08-23T18:10:00.000-04:002010-08-23T18:10:01.654-04:00Knowing Me: Knowing You...The August Edition.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Well it has been 6 long months since I've written anything on this blog...which isn't too bad when you consider the fact that I wasn't really planning on <i>ever</i> coming back again. So...why am I back? Well, I need a place to write my answers to <a href="http://shanrev.blogspot.com/2010/08/knowing-me-knowing-you-august-2010.html">The Fairy Blogmother's "Knowing Me, Knowing You" quiz!</a></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>1. What is your favourite kind of pie?</b></span><b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Mmmmm, pie. I love pie. You may remember the whole "I'm going to bake a different pie every week!!!" kick that I got on just after having Colie: Post-Partum Pieforia, I believe it's called. Unfortunately, one pie a week didn't go so well with the other kick I was on, which was "I would like to lose some of this baby weight, rather than add to it". So, ya, anyway...what was the question? My favourite pie? Strawberry Rhubarb. For sure. Not with a crumble crust though, and not with the lattice top (although I wouldn't turn my nose up at either). I like strawberry rhubarb pie, heavy on the rhubarb, with a normal pie-crust top. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;"><b>2. What kind of wedding did you have. I am making the broad assumption here that you are married, if you're not.. what was the last wedding like that you went to.</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">We eloped. To Jamaica. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Best. Decision. Ever.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">{I just kind of wish we hadn't bothered with the overly expensive "at-home reception" after, that we are still paying for, and no one really gave two hoots about anyway). </span></span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: arial;"><b>3. Ever been too a 3D movie?</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">Yes. I saw "Creature from the Black Lagoon" when I was about, oh, 10 I guess. There was one scene in the water with the fish swimming around and it looked like one was coming right at me. So cool. Horrible movie but, at 10, I thought that was pretty awesome </span><br />
<span style="font-family: arial;"><b>4. What is the worst movie ever made?</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: arial;">Listen very closely because this cannot be overstated - The worst movie ever made is "A.I." Have you seen that movie? Dave and I tried. We had high hopes because of Hailey Joel Osment and "The Sixth Sense". Oi. I could not get through the movie. It just sucked. that. bad. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: arial;"><b>5. Are you all set for back to school?</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;">No. But, no biggie. The real question is...am I ready for summer to be over and the answer to that question is...</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">NOOOOOOO!</span></span>Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564414574762745224.post-17394953318551622512010-08-19T13:58:00.000-04:002010-08-19T13:58:37.135-04:00First Brett Favre, and Now This!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8MwvyEXFMNk/TG1wd5JvcoI/AAAAAAAABog/aVuYBJyDAc8/s1600/mp1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8MwvyEXFMNk/TG1wd5JvcoI/AAAAAAAABog/aVuYBJyDAc8/s320/mp1.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;">I'm back, baby!</span></span></b></div>Mommy Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425466393452094577noreply@blogger.com2