ha! posts are funny

So last wednesday was my last post. I proclaimed a day of rest due to an extreme amount of sore located all over my body. Well guess what, this week it will be on tuesday instead :). Unfortunately my 11 hour day did not go well and it took me a few days (like 5) to get back to normal. But, a few good workouts (thanks kevin), a night of foot massages and veggie lasagna (thanks again kevin) and a disney marathon (geez I love that man I married), I'm feeling ok again. That is until my workout on sunday. Crap! Now I'm sore again. This time I'm only gonna be down for 1 day though, I'm determined!

update...

yes, today is going to be a rest day. Not only do i have to work an 11 hour day (bleh) but it actually hurts just to type. Yes, I am so sore I can barely move. So, there will be no workout today. maybe tomorrow :)

anyone seen my motivation?

so day 5. Let's Review

1. Friday - leg press, calf raises, 1.5 mile run, crunches

2. Saturday - cross fit 1/4 mile sprints, sumo squats with chest lifts

3. Sunday - rest day, walked 2 miles with duncan

4. Monday - 4 sets of rows, bi curls, tri curls, and squats

5. Tuesday - cross fit - chin ups on the pull bar, push ups, crunches, squats

so I'm using ever avenue available to motivate myself. So here's the infamous "before" picture. I know it's not the best but I'm certainly not putting up a bathing suit picture! (not that there is one to put up). So we are just gonna have to guess according to my oversized arm. Here we go...

feeling successful

a whole day to myself and what do i do?

1. dishes

2. glasstop scrubbed

3. laundry

4. workout

5. groceries

6. baking

7. toasting

8. cried at the TV

9. read

10. picked up husband

11....

phew i'm tired. Too bad today is my monday. Why is it that mondays have to come in and ruin a perfectly good "good day buzz?"

beginning to worry

for two weeks now, my stomach has been a total mess. Every time I eat something, I'm in a total body cramp within the hour. I don't eat just plain ole crap food. We like to eat fresh stuff. I drink plenty of water and no sodas. My sugar in take is drastically reduced. So I am at a loss for whats going on. I can't get into my doctor until next month and have no idea how to make it stop.

this morning was even worse. I actually woke up in the same cramp. I hadn't eaten since a peach and almonds i had around 9:30 last night. What's the deal?!?!?

help!

I know you don't actually care or have any idea what's going on, just thought I'd vent about it.

back to the grind

another day off come and gone. Back to the grind. I can understand the draw of a women to stay home with her family and feel like a great wife and mother (although my child is a 60 pound fur shedding machine). I realize I need something outside of my petite family but work just doesn't seem to do it. I'm relatively new to this "career" thing so please tell me. Is it just this job or every job that feels so ... worthless? so mundane. so empty. I realize it's not the company or the job itself, it's got to be me. I was raised with such ambition, such a desire to do something with my life.

so where to now?

catching up

Lots to cover so stay with me...

So, since I've been out of pocket for a few weeks (you can thank my job and my temporarily questionable work ethic) I thought I would catch you up on what's been on my list of favorites.

I've been trying to complete this 2011 Challenge (see previous blog) but as it turns out, I've not been doing a 5K every month. I've actually read a book a month. If you knew me at all you would know this is a serious feat for me, with my add/dyslexia. So I thought you should know what I've been able to accomplish.

Impressed? Ya, I am too. But wait, there's more. If you keep reading right now... You'll see what I have on the hook for this month....

And yes, before you ask, that is a GRE prep book. I am once again considering Grad school. Why? When I figure that out, I'll post about it.

And finally, my new favorite dog toy. Ok so it's not a toy for a dog, it's a toy for a human having to do with a dog. Before you get freaked out, please let me explain. Even though our sweet little boy is a beautiful short-haired... whatever he is. We still cannot seem to keep up with his constant shedding. I mean seriously, we vacuum twice a week and still have to empty (we love our perfect dyson!!) the barrel 5 times for our 1 bedroom apartment. (what am I going to do when we live in a house with children?!?!!?) The solution? Meet the Furminator!!!!!

and the best part, Duncan loves it!! It's like getting his back scratched for a full hour. Talk about a two-for!!! He gets scratched and attention, I get rid of the mounds of hair equalling a large hamster every week. Don't believe me...

aaaaaaaaaaand, that is just one sitting of about 45 minutes. No trick photography or exaggerating! the millers fully support the Furminator!

oh the power of baking soda

So all you super hero moms out there probably already knew about this magic mommy dust but I gotta tell ya, it's news to me. And oh what headlines it has made.

"baking soda and water mixture makes glass-top sparkle"

"soak out the stench of just about everything"

"what you've never cleaned your ipod workout case... where's the baking soda?"

"bath tub +baking soda = pristine comforter"

yup. All in a week. so I now have a top 3 cleaning devices...

1. Magic Eraser

2. Dyson

3. Baking Soda

thank you Anna for the life lessons that have taught me to manage living with a boy :) Check her out at her blog

http://www.askannamoseley.com/

A piece of me

I'm not sure why, but the Caylee Anthony case has struck such a deep chord in me. That poor little girl went through so much. so much that we will never even know. I know she is in a better place being loved and held by the God I know . Years ago, my father wrote a beautiful poem. He never got to finish it because he lost his fight with cancer, but in such a dark hour, I fully believe it is still true. So, from the deepest part of my heart, where I keep my dad, here are the words from his heart.

You’ll See When You Get Here

Ken Maddox

February 19, 2005

Our Father’s ways are far above what we can understand

And often we may question the working of His hand

But we can trust His faithfulness, we never have to fear

His plans are always for our good. You’ll see when you get here

I don’t know why the Father chose to take me home this way

Before I had a chance to live and grow and run and play

But being in His presence, there’s no sadness and no tears

Everyone here is so happy. You’ll see when you get here.

Heaven is so very wonderful, and beautiful to see

It’s great to be with Jesus, and hear Him speak to me

And there’s no pain, and no disease, no anger and no fear

There’s only light, and joy and peace, you’ll see when you get here

And though you may sometimes feel that we’re so very far apart

I know that you will always love me and keep me in your heart

For now that I’m in heaven, I see you all so clear

It’s as if we were together. You’ll see when you get here!

The Father had a place prepared. It was something to behold

A mansion of my very own beside a street of gold

A lot of folks here told me that you all were so dear

And they are waiting for you. You’ll see when you get here.

And you won’t feel the sense of loss that’s hurting you today.

Because eternity will have begun and time will have passed away.

And you and I will be together with all who we hold dear

And we’ll never be apart again. You’ll see when you get here.