Thursday, July 31, 2008

We are family

Last night I had some running to do but didn’t want to do it in the sultry weather. I choose the word ‘sultry’ because the morning weatherman on NBC4 (Tom Kierien) uses that word. I enjoy that word a lot but I think it’s weird that he uses it to describe the weather in the morning. It’s more of an evening weather word. Anyway...

I was watching Jon and Kate Plus 8 while I was running. I had 8 miles to do, so I ended up watching close to 3 episodes. That show is hysterical. If you don’t know what it’s about, this couple (Jon and Kate) had twin daughters and then, when they were trying for ONE more baby, they ended up with 6. So, now they have 8 children. Could you imagine? I know they gets lots of help and a lot of things are donated, but at the end of the day they still have 8 children.

The episodes I watched were the ones where the older twin girls start taking music lessons, the one where they all go to Sesame Place (an amusement park like Disney only with a Sesame Street theme), and the one where they go to the Crayola Factory. The music lessons one was boring, but the other two, whew! Could you imagine going to a theme park with 8 children? They had a nanny help them when they went to Sesame Place, but still. That’s an awful lot of work. We haven’t even tried to bring Keller to a theme park yet because I’m afraid of how it would go. I guess I should suck it up because I saw the episode where the family went to Disneyworld, and now they went to Sesame Place. Jon and Kate, you’re making it hard on the rest of us!

Maybe John and I should have sextuplets so we can have lots of help and a TV show. I can't even joke about something like that.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Two Tickets to Paradise

Part of the post-race festivities for the NYC Half Marathon was a free Jamba Juice for all runners. I LOVE Jamba Juice. I first discovered this little gem in Arizona and have not had the pleasure of having a JJ in my residential area for a very long time. There was a JJ on the campus of GW, so the years spent in graduate school were made slightly better when I could get a nice, cool JJ for lunch or something.

Jamba Juice is delicousness. It is fresh fruit juiced and usually slushied so you're having a wonderfully healthy smoothie. You can add things to it to make it even better such as protein powder or fiber powder, and basically make it into a meal, which is often what I did. Yum!

Well, after the race and after my dear friend Kate was taken to the hospital, we didn't know what to do. So, we passed the time waiting to hear from Paul, Kate's husband, by making our way over to the post-race festivities and the Jamba Juice tent. I had been looking forward to a smoothie for the latter-half of the race. In fact, it was the only thing motivating me for a while. Even with the nausea, I wanted that freaking smoothie. We get over to the tent and, like a slap in the face, we're told they're out of smoothies. WTF? Someone should be fired for poor planning. But they gave us some coupons for free Jamba Juice.

We had two wonderful coupons for Jamba Juice and we were going to redeem those things if it killed us. My parents and Keller came into the city in the morning and we were walking around doing some shopping. My mom took Keller for a little walk so he could take a nap and my dad and I went to JJ to collect the goods. I could list all the wonderful yumminess that was contained in each of our smoothies, but I won't. I just will say that it was well worth the wait!

These Little Town Blues...

I ran the NYC Half Marathon yesterday. Or maybe I should say it ran me. It really wasn't pretty.

We arrived in NYC Friday night. It was a fine trip up, nothing too exciting. Saturday, we met up with my friends Amanda and Kate and their respective husbands. Amanda, Kate and I were all running the race. We met at Niketown, picked up our packets and then went to lunch. We went to the Great American Health Bar on W. 57th. Yum! I got an avocado sandwich and there really isn't much more to say about it. It was so freaking good.

After lunch, we walked around a lot. This was Amanda's first time in NYC, so we wanted to show her some of the city but still not completely exhaust ourselves before the race. After walking around some, we all went back to our respective dwellings to rest, have dinner, and get ready for the race.

The weather Saturday night was so wonderful. It was cool and breezy and little humidity. I was pretty excited for the race. We had dinner at Josie's Kitchen up near the apartment. It was really good. We got some Pinkberry on the way back and then just spent the rest of the night getting ready for the race. I think I was asleep by 9:30!

Sunday morning race preparations went well. I felt good and ready. We headed over to the race start at 5:30. As soon as we left the apartment, it started to thunder and lightening. Oh, great. I was pissed. As we headed over to the race, it started raining. It was muggy and hot. I was not happy. The race started in Central Park, which is nice, but inside a park the trees kind of keep the humidity in and it's stifling.

I met up with Kate and Amanda. This was about 6:30. It had stopped raining by then and I was getting excited. The race started at 7:00 and we were off. I felt good at first but it was so freaking crowded. Between the humidity and the 14,000 people, I started to feel claustrophobic. I have to say that my nemesis in running is humidity. It kills me. I swear, the reaction is like air being let out of a balloon, with a little scream and everything. It's so not pretty.

So, we ran around Central Park, which is about a 7-mile loop of undulating, horrendous hills. Seriously, they really suck because they're all gradual inclines so you're climbing for an extended period of time. In addition, the humidity was making me feel nauseous. I started having dry heaves and thought I was going to lose it all over the place. Thankfully, I didn't. Finally, we left the park at mile 7 and we headed out onto 7th Ave. It was like the angels started singing for me. With the street being open and no trees in sight, the air thinned out, the crowd thinned out and I could breathe. We ran down 7th through Times Square, which was awesome. That was the best part of the race. We made a right onto 42nd Street and headed over to the West Side Highway. We then just ran down to the finish in Battery Park. I was pretty much done by the time we go to the West Side. The hills and nausea from the beginning really took their toll on me.

We finished and my poor friend Kate had to go to the medic tent. She was burning up but not sweating. She was feeling cold and shivering, but she was hot to the touch. She was suffering from heat exhaustion, maybe even heat stroke. They took her to the hospital in an ambulance and it was pretty intense. But she was all right. I haven't gotten the full story yet because they had to get on the road as soon as she got out of the hospital. We're still in the city, so I'll catch up with her tomorrow. But she called when she got out and she's doing all right.

So, that's that. This was not my best race in any sense of the word and I'm pretty disappointed. I hate having a bad race because it's such a blow to my confidence. But I'll chalk it up to experience and consider it a training run and move on. The next race is Virginia Beach Rock n' Roll Half Marathon, so hopefully that will be a little better.

Hope everyone had a good weekend!

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Heroes and Friends

I left the house in such a mood this morning. I was grumpy for a number of reasons that I don't feel like getting into right now because they're really not worth it. I remembered this quote from Gilda Radner, one of the smartest, funniest ladies ever. She said this before her death from ovarian cancer. Read it, feel it and live it:

"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity."

Have a good weekend! You won't hear from me until Monday or Tuesday. We're in NY for the weekend. I am running the long awaited NYC Half Marathon. Go me!

Mother's Little Helper

Lola is sick. :( She has a skin infection and has to take 1000 pills a day and have her little spots wiped with these antibacterial pads. But she's a trooper and takes it like a man, so to speak.

Anyway, this morning John was getting her pills together and Keller was sitting at the table eating his strawberries. Keller noticed John was getting Lola's medicine out, and he jumped off his chair in excitement:

Keller: "Dad!" Daddy!" (he hardly ever calls John anything other than Papa)
John: "Yeah, bud."
Keller: "Are you giving Lola her medicine?"
John: "Yeah, bud."
Me: Hee.

Keller then proceeds to get some treats for her and starts shoving them into her mouth. John could hardly get any of the pills in. He kept telling Keller that he needed to wait until after the medicine, but Keller was pretty determined to give her the treat. Lola, though slightly confused, was happy at all the treats. I had to go to work, so I don't know how it ended, but it was pretty funny.

Upon arriving at my office building, I walk into the lobby and one of the elevators automatically open. This happens a lot, and I don't know if it's a sensor, but it's a little freaky. So, I step in and wait. Then I realize I have to push a button to actually go to my floor. Funny how that works. Unfortunately, I forget to push the button fairly often and I just stand there wondering what the hell is wrong with the elevator.

It's Thursday! Thursday is kind of my favorite day of the work week. You get to look forward to Friday all day. My office mate is working from home today so I have the place to myself. I'm going to play my music and have a good day. Speaking of music, the other day the computer guy was working on my computer (no, it's not fixed, damn it!) and I had my iPod playing. The theme from Rocky came on and I was slightly embarrassed. I told him it was my running playlist going and he said he figured. But I know he was laughing at me.

Speaking of Rocky, if that movie (any of them up to #5 which I refused to watch, and I fell asleep during the latest one) ever comes on the TV, I have to stop what I'm doing and watch. I love Rocky. Seriously.

Cut me, Mick.

By the way, you can get me this shirt for my upcoming birthday. I wear a medium.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Everyday I Write the Book


Ok, so I've become obsessed with text messaging. It started out all innocent and only every so often because we didn't have unlimited text messaging as part of our cell phone plan. But then every so often turned into once every other day, then everyday, then multiple times a day!

So I called up Sprint and signed us up for unlimited text. I am a text crack hound now. I will text anyone anything. I was texting John yesterday and he didn't know what the sound was, or where it was coming from, then he realized it was his phone and he had a couple of messages from me.

Text messaging is an ingenious way to communicate. As soon as a thought pops into your head, you can tell someone about it. I texted John on my way into work this morning because I saw that the gas station right by our house had 3.99 gas (which is pretty cool). I now just need to get a new phone so texting is easier. I really want an iPhone but I would not only have to switch service providers, but shell out a ton o'cash. Then they'll just go and update it tomorrow. I can never win with electronics.

In other news, I hit a HUGE milestone in my running this morning. So, I've been keeping my current running log since January 2006 and today I hit the 2000-mile mark. Well, technically, I'm at 2003. Wee hoo! Isn't that great? That means, since January 2006, I have run the equivalent of running from my house to just beyond Green River, Utah. I looked it up! I'm pretty proud of myself. In January 2006, I had a newborn baby and finding the time to brush my teeth, let alone run, was a feat in and of itself. Plus my identity was stolen and that was a horrible depressing time. Running was my only outlet. Since then I've run 5 marathons, a few 1/2 marathons, a bunch of 10-milers and some 5Ks & 10Ks. Not to mention partnering in starting a non-profit, coaching runners, and then going back to work full time. And of course taking care of my family. Not bad for a frumpy old mom! Sorry to toot my horn, but we all gotta do it every now and then. If we're not proud of our accomplishments, who else would be?

Today you have a task: be proud of who you are and what you've done.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Don't Stop Believing

For some reason, this song has become my anthem. I have been hearing it at random times while I'm in the car and I have to listen to it. And sing, of course. It's kind of like Cartman and Come Sail Away.

Speaking of singing to Journey, Steve Perry has some crazy voice. I try to sing along but end up with laryngitis. It's really a good thing that I only try to sing when I'm in the car and no one can hear me. But I'm sure I look funny!

But I feel like, if you're ever just a bit down on yourself, you should listen to this song. I mean, it isn't exactly a song about building your self esteem or something, but it kind of fits.
You can make it work. (<-- see that! Tim Gunn, I love you)

I don't have anything else to say. It's Tuesday and I hate this day. I believe I've mentioned this before, so I won't go into details. Hopefully it will go by fast.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Manic Monday


Here we are, another Monday, another week ahead of us. Yippy.

The weekend was good. I love the weekend. Saturday we didn't do a whole lot. I ran in the morning, my friend Lynne came over for lunch. Then one of Keller's little friends, Landon, had a birthday party. Then I went out with friends for a much needed night out on the town.

Mary, Melissa, Mark (Melissa's hubby), Eric (Mark's brother who is in the band Black Gold), and Melissa's friend Susan went out drinking in Bethesda. We went to dinner at the yummy Olazzo first and then to Caddies for about 800 vodka tonics. Needless to say, we had a great time and Sunday morning was a bit ugly for me.

Yes, I finally got myself out of bed around 10:30 on Sunday. Then we went over to the pool. The sun helped me feel better. I wasn't hung over in the traditional sense of the word, it was more of just a protest on the part of my stomach. I just can't hang anymore. I'm old.

After the pool, we took naps (our usual Sunday afternoon activity). We then went to Trader Joe's, which has become my new favorite place. Seriously, I love that place and everything in it. I want to live there.

When the alarm went off this morning, I thought about throwing across the room, but just didn't have the energy. I was meeting my friend Connie to run. And I had to conserve. The run went well but I'm pretty tired.

I have to vent for a moment. My work computer sucks giant ass. It is so slow that I think I lose about 3 days of life between waiting and being angry over it. Come on! It's 2008 and we should not have to wait 5 minutes for a computer to boot up. Not to mention the wait to open a freaking document in Word. Whew. That's all about that.

Happy Monday, people.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Oh You Silly Thing

As I'm driving into work this morning, I have a flood of thoughts. For instance, I realized that I could never be a gang member because I can't make gang signs with my hands.

This troubles me because I feel like a whole part of society is off limits to me simply because I can't do stupid things with my hands. I've never been able to make stupid hand signals, like for Star Trek or something. The most I can do is the NaNu NaNu sign from Mork and Mindy. And that's an easy one.

I just feel a little left out. What if I really wanted to be in a gang and was an awesome gang member but couldn't hang with the gang signs. Life just isn't fair sometimes. The local gangs are SO missing out on me.

I also started thinking about the crazy things people do with their hair. For instance, there is this girl I see on Rock Creek Trail, where we run, that has a really strange haircut. Her head is completely shaved except for this tuft on the side that's long enough that it hangs down to her ear. What is the point of that? I saw her for the first time a few weeks ago and then I saw her again yesterday. The tuft seems to have grown a little. I just don't get it. I mean, I understand that our hair and what we do with it is a form of expression and blah blah blah. But the tuft? What does that even mean?

I watched the premier of Project Runway last night (I had taped it from Wednesday). The challenge was a revisit from the first season where the designers had to make an outfit out of products they bought from the grocery store. For the most part, it was boring with everyone making dresses out of table cloths. But this one guy, who apparently already is a fairly successful designer, made this ridiculous rain coat out of a shower curtain. And then had his model wear yellow Playtex dish washing gloves. WTF? Like I would wear that. Seriously, his poor model looked so terrible. As one of the judges said, it looks like something someone would wear to kill someone. As the judges were berating the designer, his model was trying so hard not to laugh. It was hysterical. The guy was ultimately booted, so that's good. And it was so good to see Tim! I love him! I wonder if it would be weird if I incorporated his catch phrase into my regular vocabulary. Make it work, people! Do you think that when I give my work to my editor and he tells me he's swamped and I say, "Make it work!" he'd get mad? I don't know. I'll give it a try later.

Happy Friday everyone!

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Supermodel (You Better Work)

Make it work, people!

Ah, Tim Gunn makes his triumphant return to TV tonight in the latest edition of Project Runway. I didn't really become a fan of the show until I caught reruns of Season 2. There was one designer, Santino, that was a jerk. But he did this impression of Tim Gunn that was spot on and hysterical. I don't know, it hooked me on the show.

Anyway, finally there is something to watch this summer. It has been pretty boring TV-wise.

You know, I really want to hate Heidi Klum. She's gorgeous and thin and lost all her baby weight like the day after she gave birth to all 15 of her children. But she's so cute and nice. Well, she at least plays a cute and nice person on TV. It just makes it difficult to hate a cute, nice person. Damn you, Heidi!!

In other news, I took Keller into work with me for a little while this morning. I forgot some things at the office, and I was working from home today, so I figured I'd take him with me. He was so cute! He was just walking through the suite and looking into everyone's office. Here he is being especially cute, writing some things up for me. See, that's why I do such a good job at work: Keller writes for me!

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

I Love You More Today Than Yesterday (But Not As Much As Tomorrow)

I cannot believe I haven't written a post in almost a week! What's up with that? It's not like I don't have 800 things I would like to write about. I'll try to give some updates without having this post be 12 pages long.

Let's see, we left off last Wednesday with the reinstatement of XM Radio. I've been enjoying it very much. In fact, today marks the new "30 Days of Coldplay" channel. I am thoroughly enjoying that. I think I may have a teensy crush on Chris Martin. But that's for another day.

The end of last week was boring but the weekend was good. We saw friends, went to a friend's 40th b-day party. We went to the Eastern Shore of Maryland and hung out with friends. It was a nice weekend. John had to go out of town on Monday. His flight left at the butt-crack of dawn, which is about 6:45 AM. He was up at 3:00 I think. I have been solo since then. Everything went well for the most part, but I'm exhausted. Quite honestly, I'm just spent. I feel bad because I haven't run in the last couple of days, but I don't know how I could have. Oh well. Regardless, Keller has been the model child the entire time and I can't complain about that. In fact, I think I've fallen a bit more in love with him everyday, if that was even possible. Hence today's post title! :)

I do have one funny story with Keller. For some reason, I still get a kick out of what he says, even though it's really not that funny. Well, it is to me. Anyway, I was getting ready for work this morning and he was downstairs playing. I called down to him to see how he was doing. Here is the conversation:

Me: "Keller, how are you doing?"
Keller: "What?"
Me: Hee. "How are you doing"
Keller: "I'm fine."
Me: "Ok, thanks."
Keller: "Yeah."

Ha! Is that not a hysterical conversation to have with a 2-year old? I just think it's great.

So, onto other things. I have discovered a new obsession. Jojoba oil. Yes, you read that right. When we were in NY last, my sister-in-law mentioned how she has been using jojoba oil on her nails to help with dry cuticles and splitting nails, etc. I thought I'd give it a try. I was at Trader Joe's the other day and picked up the last bottle (it was fate!) and my world has been rocked. I used it on my nails and it's definitely nice. But I was reading the uses listed on the back of the bottle and it says it's great for just about anything skin, hair, scalp related. So, I've been putting it on my hair at night. And I've been putting it on my skin at night as well. I must say, my skin looks nicer and my hair is very fluffy. I'm somewhat tempted to see what else this magical little oil can do. Much like the dad in My Big Fat Greek Wedding with his Windex, I will use jojoba oil on everything!

Lastly, I'd like to mention that I'd like to see Mamma Mia! the movie. I love ABBA. In fact, I tried to get John to refer to me as "Jennifer the Dancing Queen." It was early on in our relationship and he wasn't really into it. But I am a Dancing Queen. Anyway, I never saw the musical Mamma Mia, and I didn't know there was going to be a movie until a friend of mine mentioned it. Actually she said, as she was leaving the party we were at, "Let's go to Mamma Mia." I just thought she was referring to the musical and kind of thought she was crazy. I mean, it's been around for a while, so why all of a sudden are we going? But there is a movie. And Meryl Streep will be in it! And she sings. I saw her on the Today show this morning and she was so into it. I love anything that people are actually passionate about. And it's ABBA. Come on!

You so singing ABBA right now...

You are a Dancing Queen.
Young and sweet.
Only 17 (oh yeah).

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Can I Get A Woop Woop

Ok, so the posts lately have been a little on the down side. What do you expect? It's been a shitty time for us. But now let's turn things over and try to lighten the place up.

I wanted to give you a funny image to think about. But first, there's some background to cover. When we got our Pilot, it came with a 3-month trial subscription to XM Radio. Well, 3 months is just long enough to get completely hooked on something and wonder how you ever got by without it. It's really a very good business model on the part of XM Radio. But I digress. Our trial period ended on June 30. I wasn't sure if I was going to renew it simply because it's another expense that's just not necessary. But then, after a few days of not having it and having to listen to *gasp* regular radio, I changed my mind. Sure, I can listen to my iPod or CDs, but I get really bored of my music sometimes and need a break. Plus, I absolutely fell in love with the U-Pop station. It's music from all over the place, and it's so much fun. It's the pop heard round the world as they like to say.

Anyhoo, I set up our account and we were ready to go. But nothing came through that first day. I thought we just needed time for the account to go through or whatever. Day 2: no U-Pop. Day 3: no U-Pop. Day get the idea. Finally, I called and we had to refresh the signal to our radio and then tune it to a particular station for 15-20 minutes so it could receive the signal. Fine. So, I had that done while I was at work yesterday so that when I drove home, I could get the signal. By the time I got home, I thought we were good to go. Nope.

I was home really late because I had the 5K planning meeting until 9 PM and John needed to go on a run as soon as I got home. So, because I was now obsessed with getting this stupid thing back up, I had to figure out a way to do it but not leave the house. I went inside and got a new signal sent to the radio (you can also do it online). I went out to the car and turned the radio to the special station and let it sit. I went back inside so I could hear if Keller woke up at all. Then I started getting paranoid about the car being open and someone stealing my car. I ran back and forth between the house and the car for a couple of minutes. I was also cooking dinner at this time, so I couldn't leave the stove either. Finally, dinner was ready so I took my plate and sat in the car and ate dinner. I would run inside every minute or so to make sure Keller wasn't waking up. I was hoping John didn't come home so I wouldn't have to explain the lunacy.

But, after 20 minutes I had U-Pop! Yay! And one of my new favorite songs happened to be on: Shake It by Metro Station. Double Yay!

Oh, the things we do for love...

With A Little Help From My Friends

Earlier this year, Wilhelmina Bell-Taylor, the Founder and President of the company I work for (BETAH Associates, Inc.), passed away. While I didn't have the chance to meet her, I have since learned that Wilhelmina was truly an extraordinary person. She faced numerous problems with her health, with being diagnosed with Hodgkins Disease when she was 19, then experiencing congestive heart failure, then developing lung cancer in 2004, which ultimately took her life. Wilhelmina was never a smoker, so the fact that she died from lung cancer is terribly tragic. Through all of these troubles, Wilhemina still managed to raise a daughter as a single mother, finish her education, start her career, and ultimately start the business that would become BETAH in her home.

While Wilhelmina could never be replaced, her daugher, Michelle Taylor, has taken on the role of President and CEO of the company. Michelle is truly an example of how to take tragedy and turn it into a positive situation. She is now taking on the role of 5K race organizer.

This is where you all come in. Michelle is putting on a 5K Run/Walk for Lung Life next April. The actual name hasn't been decided yet, but the race will be held in honor and memory of Wilhelmina. It will also serve as a vehicle to raise awareness on lung cancer. She has enlisted a number of us with race planning and running experience to help her get this off the ground. But you don't have to be a runner to help set something like this up. We need people with experience in budget development, fundraising, securing sponsorship, graphics, media relations, marketing and promotion.

I think this is a great opportunity to not only bring a new race to the streets of Mongtomery County, but honor the life and memory of a great woman.

If anyone is interested in serving on a committee to help plan, let me know and I'll give you the info you need. If you want to just be kept in mind to volunteer on race day, that's great! Just let me know.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

I'm free

I feel like the last two weeks have been such a whirlwind. Between everything going on with my mom, with Keller's school, and life in general, I'm just spent. But now that things are starting to fall into place, I'm feeling better.

We found a school for Keller and he'll begin on August 25th. Yay! I can't wait, I think he'll love it. We decided on that before the long weekend, so we were able to enjoy ourselves with that huge weight off our shoulders.

The weekend itself was very fun. For the 4th, we went over to the Gies' house for a cookout. The kids were chaotic, which is always interesting. Keller actually stayed up to see the fireworks off our deck. We also saw a deer and Keller asked if he could tickle him, which was too cute.

Saturday we did a whole lot of nothing. I did my long run in the morning, when I got back, John went on his bike ride. Keller took a long nap (and I did too). Once everyone got up, we went over to Eric and Isabel's for another cookout. They just got the Wii game thing and we played that for a while. My back was sore the following day! But it was seriously fun.

Sunday we went to the Baltimore Aquarium with the Gies and Fiery families. That was fun. We walked around for about an hour and then went to the dolphin show. Keller loved the dolphins. He was enthralled the entire time. He actually sat still for 30 minutes! In fact, all three boys, Keller, Noah, and Landon, sat still. We all went out to lunch and then home for a long nap. After we got up, we headed over to the Silberman's for another cookout. Keller and Ava have a great time together.

It was such a nice weekend with friends. I love weekends like that. Seriously, why isn't every weekend and three-day weekend?

Thursday, July 3, 2008

I'm So Tired

How is it that The Beatles have a song that fits every single situation? As you may or may not remember, I use song titles/lyrics/etc. as the titles of my posts (you're supposed to guess who sings it! It's a game!). I've been trying to mix it up and not put titles from The Beatles, but sometimes that's really all there is that fits.

I am so freaking glad this week is over and we have a 3-day weekend. Work wasn't necessarily busy, but it was hectic. Things just popping up here and there that need immediate attention. And in between busy days at work, I was looking at schools, making phone calls, and generally drowning in worry over Keller. But I believe we've found a school for him that will be wonderful. I feel really good about this place and I hope with everything that it will be all right for Keller.

Speaking of Keller, I do have a funny story to share. After school yesterday, I took Keller to the pool. I brought all his stuff and planned on changing him there in the restroom. But there was a swim meet going on and it was a little chaotic when we got there, so we just went straight to the pool. I was changing him in the corner by the edge of the area, next to the fence that surrounds the pool. I took his diaper off and he started to pee. I told him to stop, which he did, and we went over to the fence and I told him to pee out onto the grass. Which he did. I think he liked peeing through the fence. It was pretty hilarious.

So, even through crappy weeks, we can still manage to find something funny. And my sweet husband got me a gift of massages for the next 3 months! I am a lucky person. And I know things will work out in the end.

Happy Independence Day! Power to the People!

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

'Cause I Gotta Have Faith

Ok, so my last post was pretty bad. I'm sorry. Thank you to all my friends who checked up on me to make sure I hadn't gone over the deep end. I was really upset when I wrote that post. But I'm doing better now.

The weekend at my parents turned out to be really nice. My brother and sister-in-law came out for the weekend and we all had a great time. We did a whole lot of nothing other than just hanging out, eating, and catching up on life. Did I mention eating? It seems we were eating nonstop all weekend. I had a lot of ice cream, that's for sure. It's a good thing I like to run.

Speaking of running, John and I found these trails close to my parents' house that were awesome. It's a network of trails that literally go on for miles. We got lost for a while, but luckily found our way out. I can't wait to go back there and run on them again.

My mom is doing well. She can't eat a whole lot of solid food, but she is handling it very well. I tell you, my mom is a rock. She has been through so much this year and she just handles it like it's nothing. I wish I had even an ounce of her strength. She has been such an amazing role model for me. She just makes things happen in life and I so admire that. Mom, you're a rock star. I love you.

We have officially begun the search for new schools for Keller. The poor sweet baby doesn't like school anymore. He stayed home with John yesterday because the poor sweet baby got upset at the mention of school. I brought him today, but when we got there he said he didn't like school. I felt so bad leaving him there, but it will hopefully not be too much longer. I have an appointment tomorrow at a new place and we'll go from there. We're also beginning the funfest of potty training. In order for him to go into the next class he will most likely need to be potty trained. Any advice will be appreciated!

So, all in all, I'm doing all right. I have my moments, but I just have to remain positive that everything will work out. No one said it would be easy, you know how hard it has been, but the way things are going....oops. Sorry, I was singing a song (The Ballad of John and Yoko, for anyone wanting to know). But the words ring true.