Good Weekends Make It Hard

Good weekends make it hard to go back to work.

We had a great weekend filled with pumpkin carving, lots of pottying ON the potty, a birthday party, a nice outing to get Pull-Ups and lots of dancing time with my munchkins. Josh and I got to watch a movie together and I didn't even have any masters homework, so I got to relax a little. I just had such a great weekend, that it made it hard to come back to work today.

New Family Photos

I like Photo Booth too!

Thanks, Becky, for the inspiration. I didn't know (or look) if my computer had the program on it until I saw your photos. I will get pics of the kids on here as soon as they wake up from their nap.

I hope I never forget...

I hope I never forget…

…the time spent dancing in the kitchen,

the stories at bed time,

the giggles in the bath tub

and even all the silly splashing that goes with it.

I hope I never forget…

…how my kisses can make anything better,

the look in your bright eyes as they look to me for answers,

your willingness to hug me in front of others,

and the importance you instill in me.

I hope I never forget…

…the feel of your tiny little hand as it holds mine,

your excitement as we run down the sidewalk,

your delight as you fly “more higher” on the swing.

I hope I never forget…

…the way your honesty makes me laugh,

how you can make anger disappear,

and how your hugs are my favorite thing in the world.

I hope I never forget...

...how much fun it is to be a "horsie,"

your messy face after blueberry pancakes,

your infectious excitement after going potty ON the potty,

and your dramatic facial expressions.

I hope I never forget…

…how precious your time is as a child,

and how precious mine is as a parent.

Falling By the Way-side

I can already see that my blogging days are falling by the way-side. There is much competition with keeping the house in "showing" shape, masters homework and classes, work, homework from work, and most importantly, keeping up with my babies. Sorry to the few of you who may read and actually enjoy it. I'll try my best...

Bumble-Bee

In preparation for this new school year, you would think that I should be calm as a cucumber since I planned all new curriculum last year and I am not pregnant this year...but I feel as though I have been doing the "Flight of the bumble-bee" for the last week or so, and it continued today.

I don't know what it is but I feel so much busier than last year! Take today for example: since I teach 8th grade, I had no classes in the afternoon, so I should have had plenty of time to get stuff done. NOPE! I have no idea what I did or where the time went, but I do know that I was buzzin' around somewhere.

At home, it's the same. I buzzed around with the kids, then made supper, sent a few emails, gave tubbies, bedtime, workout, made lunch for tomorrow, shower, school planning, made spaghetti (tomorrows supper since I have masters classes all night), checked laundry, did dishes, and now I am finally taking a break to check out all of the "1st day of school" posts. To think, its only 11:36...what else can I 'bumble-bee' into the last 24 minutes of today?

*I also like the bumble-bee analogy because it reminds me of when Joslynn sings, "I bringin' home-a baby bumble-bee, won't a mommy be a proud da me, I bringin' home a baby bumble-bee...ouch, stung me!" She is so dang cute.

The End

So, it's been thirteen weeks since Tony Horton and I started seeing each other seriously on a regular basis. He and I would meet every day for about an hour, and on some nights it was for about an hour and a half. Each time we met, things would get a little hot and sweaty...

Don't panic, I'm still in love with Josh, I am talking about P90X! Shame on you for thinking that...

I started my "90 days" on June 1st. My original goal was to start and finish the P90X program. (For those of you just tuning in, Tony Horton is the trainer who created the program.) Many of you read my blog More Than Disappointing about 6 weeks into it; I was struggling with my progress (or lack thereof). I reevaluated and decided that I really wanted to complete my original goal. So, here I am, 13 weeks later.

Here are a few of the things that I am happy with after this crazy endeavor: I loved the "me" time I had. I love to work hard and sweat and feel that fatigue in my muscles that is a "good sore." I do admit, my arms look good. My abs have a long road to run yet, but they are getting there. I am pleased with myself for the simple fact of completing my goal.

While Tony will hold a special place in my fit heart, there are some things that I am disappointed about: I did these extreme work outs for 90 days, spending a minimum of 1 hour per workout for 6 of the 7 days in the week and I weigh exactly the same as I did 13 weeks ago. There were 39 days were I "double-dipped" and added another workout on top of the P90X routine and I still wear the same size clothes. Of those 39 days, I played sand volleyball for 8, walked for 11 and ran for 20!

I love to workout; it's my stress reliever and time to myself, so I would never say that this was time wasted, but if you are frustrated about trying to lose weight, or just fit into different clothes...come talk to me. If 90 days of extreme workouts won't change things, I don't know what will...

I'm thinking that Tony and I might not see each other as seriously in the future, but that doesn't mean we aren't still friends and bump into each other from time to time...