Saturday, April 21, 2012

Waiting up...

Man, sometimes it is hard to wait up for a teenager to come home.  You are so tired and so bored.  Last night, I was waiting to go pick up Riley from a friends house.  I was too tired to clean or do anything productive.  I had killed plenty of time on Facebook and other lovely time wasters.  Lucky John was upstairs in bed, sawing some SERIOUS logs.  So, I decided to "play" with Photoshop.  I chose my April file folder and picked a few pictures to play with.  I just love to take pictures and mess with them on Photoshop. 

The following pictures were taken at our Easter egg hunt this year.  The first two pictures are of my niece and nephew.  The last picture is Haley.  (She was jumping to get an egg out of a tree and I turned the picture sideways, cut her out, and threw her into space.)

Someday I want to take a class and learn more about Photoshop and more about Photography.  I think it would be fun to create wedding announcements, graduation announcements, etc.  It's just fun to be creative.

On a side note...Riley has had her drivers permit for over a year now.  Why doesn't she have her licence you ask...Well..because her mean parents are insisting that she get her Young Women Award in Personal Progress before she can get her licence.  She has never fought us on this.  Lately, she is really wanting to get it done.  She has a goal to get it done in the next couple of weeks, and she has been working very hard!  Although that still doesn't fix the "waiting up bored-out-of-your-mind tired business".

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Did you ever notice...

Isn't that just lovely...and slightly funny...and sadly true.  Why does the ol' metabolism have to slow down when you are getting older?  And WHY can't we be blessed with the same amount of energy as our busiest child? 

For the last several months, I have been wogging (walk/jog) around a path with a friend--every morning.  Good thing I have a faithful exercising buddy that is expecting me.  We have been walking in sun, rain, snow, wind, you name it.  I think on our coldest morning it was around 8 degrees.  Shiver me timbers!  I figure we are burning more calories on those mornings because we are shivering so bad.  Not to mention the wind that is ALWAYS doing it's job giving us wind resistance and interval training.  Although I would like to say, thanks...but NO THANKS! 

I have decided to run on a marathon relay team in June.  I've dealt with my share of crap when it comes to exercise...plantar fasciitis, shin splints, achy knees.  You'd think that I was turning 80 soon with the way that I hobble around the house at night.  Luckily the relay team is not doing it for time...just for fun.  Although, I am a bit of a competitive person, and I don't want to be the slowest runner on my team.  Guess I better kick my training up a notch, especially since I only have about 7 weeks left.

We recently had to come up with a name for our relay team.  The few suggestions that I came up with were...
  • Wrong Distance Runners
  • Asphalt Assault
  • Old Enough to know Better
  • Time wounds all Heels
  • Hill is a 4 letter word
  • 2 slow 2 win 2 dumb 2 quit
  • F.A.R.T.S - Friends Always Run Together Socially
With a vote...we have chosen 2 slow 2 win 2 strong 2 quit. (Substituting the word dumb for strong---not so much in my case).  I liked the "Time wounds all Heels" because of the nasty plantar fasciitis plaque that I have been dealing with.

I recently purchased a new pair of running shoes, and they seem to be making a difference.  Crossing my fingers that I can get myself good and ready for the race.  Wish me luck!

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Easter Festivities

I'm a little slow in posting...
But, I wanted to share some photos from Easter weekend.

This year, we ended up having 2 different Easter egg hunts.  The first one was with my siblings and their kids.  My sister Monica had us over to her house after her daughter Kenadee was baptized.  We ate lunch and had an Easter egg hunt in her backyard.  It was a slightly cold day with a few patches of snow on the ground, but that would NEVER stop a kid.
Jace was beyond thrilled to find money in his Easter egg.

Our little family had an Easter egg hunt on Sunday after church.  It was sunny and beautiful outside which can be rare in the spring time.  If you look closely at the picture below, you will see the name "Peyton" with a heart on Riley's egg.  Riley is in love with Peyton Manning.  

Haley's outfit was picked out and put on by her.  Oh the colors.  It is a crack up.  This picture makes me laugh.  She is "catching air" trying to reach the egg in the tree.

 We put together a slightly lame scavenger hunt for the kids.  We do one for them every year.  They always love it and are good sports even when it is not completely exciting.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Stairs to Nowhere

I have a lot of growing up to do,
I realized that the other day...
In my fort.

How do I explain this next blog post without sounding like a complete lunatic?

I live in the same town as I did when I was a child.  I remember (just like it was yesterday), driving around town in a big yellow station wagon with my mom.

Frequently during our errand running, we would pass by a set of stairs. The stairs are located in a very random location--right off a busy road next to an on-ramp to a busy highway. They appear to be stairs to nowhere.  The sidewalks come to a dead end on each side of the road near the stairs.  In order to get from one side of the road to the other, you have to dart across traffic (no crosswalk).  I don't think this set of stairs looks much differently now then it did when I was a kid.

As a child, I think that EVERY TIME we passed this set of stairs, I would ask my mom to please stop and let me climb them.  For some reason, it just looked so fun to climb them.  I'm not sure if it was the stairs that excited me, or the fact that they are located in such a random location.  To me, I thought those stairs were so cool...almost more exciting than it would be to find a secret hidden door in your house. 

Of course, every time I would ask my mom to stop, the answer was no.  After all, there really was no place TO stop, and what mother wants to stop and kill time when she is busy running errands.  (When I took these pictures, I got lucky with no traffic and I just stopped in the middle of the road). 

For many, many years I have passed this set of stairs and my mind is always taken back to when I wanted, so badly, to climb them.  I told my "exercising friend" Michelle about my secret desire to climb those stairs.  Yesterday, when we were walking around the river, I asked her if she would please humor me.  Finally, at the age of 40, I climbed my stairs to nowhere.  I joked about how I should have called my mom, asked her to pick me up, and make her drive me over there to climb the stairs.