I usually hate when people call their posts "update" because when I blog I try to come up with some cute or clever title. However, tonight my post is "update" because I'm tired, and I really don't know what else to call it.
I am currently in Indiana visiting my family. I've been having lots of fun here getting to see family and friends. I got to attend my sisters (very hot) graduation. I'm not sure if she even noticed if I was there, but I was! There are pictures to prove it!
Saturday was her open house party. I guess these open houses aren't a nation-wide thing. It's just basically a party where people come, eat, and give you a card full of money for graduating. I helped my mom make food and I saw lots of people! It was a nice way to get in a lot of visiting in one spot. I made Andrea a quilt for graduation and gave it to her on Saturday. She seemed to like it alright, but for all the work I put into it I was expecting a window-shattering shriek of delight when she opened it. I guess I can't compete with a 50 dollar bill :).
Tony left today to go back to Utah. He has work and didn't want to take a whole week off in his first month of employment. Something about making good impressions.... I was pretty depressed all day today and the hours seemed to drag on forever as I waited for him to return to Utah and call me to tell me he was okay. Luckily, I have some pretty cool sisters who invited me into their room to watch funny YouTube videos. It was really fun to just pile on the bed and giggle at all of the funny videos of babies on YouTube. We also played with Andrea's cool, new iTouch. I was grateful to have them help me pass the time away and cheer me up a little bit.
Now I am just waiting for Tony to get back to the apartment. I'm sure he is visiting with his family, but I don't know how long I can last!
5/31/09
5/21/09
To the City of Pleasant Grove (and its drivers):
First of all, let me express how much I enjoy living in PG. There are things close by, lots of friendly people, and it's nice and quiet compared to the Provo scene Tony and I are used to.
But...
Why are there no sidewalks in this stinking town?! No matter where we seem to go there are no sidewalks! And if there are sidewalks, they last only for about 100 feet or so, then drop off into a ditch or sewage drain.
I suppose most people don't mind the lack of sidewalks because of these wonderful things called automobiles....but I DO. Who doesn't like to take a nice Sunday stroll when the weather is beautiful outside? But, I mostly mind because Tony and I love to go running at night. Running without sidewalks is a pretty tricky deal here in PG, especially when you factor in the lovely drivers that cruise 700 South from 9 to 10pm each night.
No sidewalks I can learn to deal with. I've learned to run in gravel and dirt and on the shoulders of some tricky, dark roads. But I think that no one else in the "Grove" realizes that there aren't sidewalks for runners to run on (or walkers to walk on). Each night Tony and I venture out to get in our daily exercise and to no surprise we get brights flashed at us, multiple honks, and other gestures that seem to say "Hey, don't you know that you're RUNNING?!" Of course we do.
I am not, what Tony calls, "sure-footed". I get panicked when it's dark and I can't see where my feet are going. So, lovely drivers of Pleasant Grove, when you honk at me or flash your brights at me to inform me that I am running without sidewalks, it throws me off. Literally. The other night I nearly jumped in front of a car because they honked and it scared me so badly that I jumped. Unfortunatley I jumped the wrong direction, causing for quite a scary moment. Don't worry, I'm alive.
I guess my point is this: yes, I realize I'm running. Yes, I realize I'm running on the shoulder of the road. But I am following all of the pedestrian rules (running against traffic, etc.) and we move as far to the side as we can as a car passes us. If you have a problem with me exercising on the shoulders of the small-town looking roads of PG, take it up with the city, 'cause thar ain't no sidewalks!!
*rant complete*
But...
Why are there no sidewalks in this stinking town?! No matter where we seem to go there are no sidewalks! And if there are sidewalks, they last only for about 100 feet or so, then drop off into a ditch or sewage drain.
I suppose most people don't mind the lack of sidewalks because of these wonderful things called automobiles....but I DO. Who doesn't like to take a nice Sunday stroll when the weather is beautiful outside? But, I mostly mind because Tony and I love to go running at night. Running without sidewalks is a pretty tricky deal here in PG, especially when you factor in the lovely drivers that cruise 700 South from 9 to 10pm each night.
No sidewalks I can learn to deal with. I've learned to run in gravel and dirt and on the shoulders of some tricky, dark roads. But I think that no one else in the "Grove" realizes that there aren't sidewalks for runners to run on (or walkers to walk on). Each night Tony and I venture out to get in our daily exercise and to no surprise we get brights flashed at us, multiple honks, and other gestures that seem to say "Hey, don't you know that you're RUNNING?!" Of course we do.
I am not, what Tony calls, "sure-footed". I get panicked when it's dark and I can't see where my feet are going. So, lovely drivers of Pleasant Grove, when you honk at me or flash your brights at me to inform me that I am running without sidewalks, it throws me off. Literally. The other night I nearly jumped in front of a car because they honked and it scared me so badly that I jumped. Unfortunatley I jumped the wrong direction, causing for quite a scary moment. Don't worry, I'm alive.
I guess my point is this: yes, I realize I'm running. Yes, I realize I'm running on the shoulder of the road. But I am following all of the pedestrian rules (running against traffic, etc.) and we move as far to the side as we can as a car passes us. If you have a problem with me exercising on the shoulders of the small-town looking roads of PG, take it up with the city, 'cause thar ain't no sidewalks!!
*rant complete*
5/12/09
Dweeb Alert!
First of all, who says dweeb anymore? I do. And it makes me laugh every time I say it.
Second of all, the reason I called this post "Dweeb Alert" is because it's a post on how excited I am for The Biggest Loser finale tonight! (and I know that's kind of dweeb-ish to be so excited about a television show)
I have never been into this show until this season, and (I'll be careful how I say this, my mother might kill me) it's even taken over American Idol on my list of reality TV priorities. AI is still a close second, though.
The reasons I love this show are because I, too am on a weight loss "journey". I want to be healthy and to see these people who started off at nearly 400 pounds learn how to eat better and learn that they CAN be healthy just touches my little heart. I know that they way they do things is a bit extreme, maybe even unsafe, but at 400 pounds there isn't much that ISN'T unsafe. Eight hours of working out seems to be pretty safe to me when I look at the big picture.
Another reason I love this show, especially this season is that they have completely conquered two huge races! Being someone who hopes to call herself a "runner" one day I loved watching this. Halfway through the show they went home to visit their families and had a challenge to run a half marathon. All but one of them finished! Their times couldn't even touch some of these competitive racers, but it was so awesome to see them finish! 13 miles! Then last week they went home for 30 days before the last weigh in and while at home were challenged to run a MARATHON. Holy cow. The thought of running a marathon is very exciting to me, but terrifying as I know I could never do it. Two of the final four ran the entire race, one walked because of injury, and the other, a 50-something year-old man who has bad knees walked the entire thing. He had never finished any challenge before and it was really touching when he finished. (Even though he is the back-stabbing "Godfather" in the contest)
Call me a dork, a dweeb, or even tell me I'm wasting my time on pointless TV shows--but I LOVE The Biggest Loser and I am so pumped for the finale. I even bought myself some Ben & Jerry's Frozen yogurt to munch on while I throw a little party while watching. I'll be alone for half of the finale because Tony is working with a client.
Watch it tonight! I know American Idol is on too, but flip back and forth during commercials--you won't regret it :)
Second of all, the reason I called this post "Dweeb Alert" is because it's a post on how excited I am for The Biggest Loser finale tonight! (and I know that's kind of dweeb-ish to be so excited about a television show)
I have never been into this show until this season, and (I'll be careful how I say this, my mother might kill me) it's even taken over American Idol on my list of reality TV priorities. AI is still a close second, though.
The reasons I love this show are because I, too am on a weight loss "journey". I want to be healthy and to see these people who started off at nearly 400 pounds learn how to eat better and learn that they CAN be healthy just touches my little heart. I know that they way they do things is a bit extreme, maybe even unsafe, but at 400 pounds there isn't much that ISN'T unsafe. Eight hours of working out seems to be pretty safe to me when I look at the big picture.
Another reason I love this show, especially this season is that they have completely conquered two huge races! Being someone who hopes to call herself a "runner" one day I loved watching this. Halfway through the show they went home to visit their families and had a challenge to run a half marathon. All but one of them finished! Their times couldn't even touch some of these competitive racers, but it was so awesome to see them finish! 13 miles! Then last week they went home for 30 days before the last weigh in and while at home were challenged to run a MARATHON. Holy cow. The thought of running a marathon is very exciting to me, but terrifying as I know I could never do it. Two of the final four ran the entire race, one walked because of injury, and the other, a 50-something year-old man who has bad knees walked the entire thing. He had never finished any challenge before and it was really touching when he finished. (Even though he is the back-stabbing "Godfather" in the contest)
Call me a dork, a dweeb, or even tell me I'm wasting my time on pointless TV shows--but I LOVE The Biggest Loser and I am so pumped for the finale. I even bought myself some Ben & Jerry's Frozen yogurt to munch on while I throw a little party while watching. I'll be alone for half of the finale because Tony is working with a client.
Watch it tonight! I know American Idol is on too, but flip back and forth during commercials--you won't regret it :)
5/6/09
Field Trip!
Today I took the kids I nanny to the Museum of Ancient Life at Thanksgiving Point. It was a really cool place! I was sad that Tony couldn't join us because it was totally up his alley. Here are some pictures and videos from our prehistoric adventure.
This picture was a pretty funny experience. This is the head of one of those long-necked dinosaurs (I couldn't LEARN a whole lot while at the museum with kids, so I don't know the actual name). We were at an activity station probably making fossil pictures when Gracie looked up and screamed. She looked up and saw this dinosaur looking over our shoulders with his mouth wide open and he scared her. How rude!
These T-Rex's were having some sort of family dispute.
Riding some strange looking dinosaur
Exploring the caves!
Digging in the quarry
I'm not going to lie, this scared me a little. I couldn't get too close because it gave me the heebie-jeebies!
This was such a fun day! I learned a lot about myself, the kids, and how tiring it is to run after kids running in two different directions at a huge museum. I'm gaining much appreciation for all you moms out there. It's such a fun job to be able to play with kids all day but boy, does it wear me out!
This was cracking me up all day. Gracie was so excited to go, but she can't say "museum" correctly. Everytime she would say "yay! We're going to the Dinosaur Museum!" I would just crack up. Cute kid.
Getting ourselves geared up for the Dino madness! Raawr!
This picture was a pretty funny experience. This is the head of one of those long-necked dinosaurs (I couldn't LEARN a whole lot while at the museum with kids, so I don't know the actual name). We were at an activity station probably making fossil pictures when Gracie looked up and screamed. She looked up and saw this dinosaur looking over our shoulders with his mouth wide open and he scared her. How rude!
These T-Rex's were having some sort of family dispute.
Riding some strange looking dinosaur
Exploring the caves!Digging in the quarry
I'm not going to lie, this scared me a little. I couldn't get too close because it gave me the heebie-jeebies!This was such a fun day! I learned a lot about myself, the kids, and how tiring it is to run after kids running in two different directions at a huge museum. I'm gaining much appreciation for all you moms out there. It's such a fun job to be able to play with kids all day but boy, does it wear me out!
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