Thing 1 ran the race - his first 5k! He finished 22nd out of the 54 in his 12 and under age group, with a time of 27:16. I was so proud of him. I finished 10th in my age group out of 51, with a time of 24:17, which I was not so proud of. I was hoping to be under 24:00 at the very least. But it was fun. Thanks for suggesting it, Tim!
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Bumble Bee 5k
My Brother-in-law had a bunch of us run the Holiday Bowl Bumble Bee 5k together when we were in San Diego. It was a beautiful race along the harbor. What wasn't so beautiful was the mile markers. They were invisible, so we had no idea how far we were along the course. At one point I saw my sister-in-law with a video camera. As I was waving to her, I thought, "Hmmm, I wonder how much I have left?" 5 seconds later, I turned a corner, and BAM! Finish line. I had a kick of about 3 seconds. I definitely had too much left in me at the end. Usually in the afternoon after a race I'm like a toddler in the car at 5 pm - I can't stay awake for anything. But we went to the beach after the race and well, I wouldn't say I was a bundle of energy, but I wasn't dead to the world either. Here's a picture of the crew and some quick footage. Look for Thing 1, and watch as I almost mow over the guy ahead of me at the end. Who stops just after the finish line?
Thing 1 ran the race - his first 5k! He finished 22nd out of the 54 in his 12 and under age group, with a time of 27:16. I was so proud of him. I finished 10th in my age group out of 51, with a time of 24:17, which I was not so proud of. I was hoping to be under 24:00 at the very least. But it was fun. Thanks for suggesting it, Tim!
Thing 1 ran the race - his first 5k! He finished 22nd out of the 54 in his 12 and under age group, with a time of 27:16. I was so proud of him. I finished 10th in my age group out of 51, with a time of 24:17, which I was not so proud of. I was hoping to be under 24:00 at the very least. But it was fun. Thanks for suggesting it, Tim!
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Shenanigans
Last weekend Sparky and I finally watched the movie Juno, and I loved it. It's been a long time since I saw a movie for the first time and liked it this much. It was both side-splitting funny and moving.
I have had the song that they sing at the end of the movie in my head ever since, and apparently I've even been singing it out loud, because yesterday I walked by Thing 2 and heard him singing to himself, "We sure are cute for two ugly people."
Here is a clip of the song. I swear, I want to give Michael Cera a big hug and bake him some cookies or something.
I have had the song that they sing at the end of the movie in my head ever since, and apparently I've even been singing it out loud, because yesterday I walked by Thing 2 and heard him singing to himself, "We sure are cute for two ugly people."
Here is a clip of the song. I swear, I want to give Michael Cera a big hug and bake him some cookies or something.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Surfer Boys
One of my favorite things to do in the entire world is to watch Sparky surf. I love laying out on the beach, attempting to get a tan, flipping through a magazine in between sets. He is a good surfer and, as a bonus, he looks great in his wet suit. Don't laugh, I have proof. When we were in San Diego, a young 20 something tourist asked if she could have her picture taken with him and his brother-in-law in their wet suits with their surf boards. We had a good laugh about it later, since she thought she was getting a picture with the locals and really they are from Silverdale and Cincinnati.
Here is Sparky at the end of a wave. The waves were pretty wimpy on the day we brought the camera.
Thing 3 begged to get in on the action. We stuck the smallest wet suit on hand on him (the water was 58 degrees!) and hoped for the best. For a while, Sparky ran along the side of him and held him up:
And then he got more adventurous and tried having Thing 3 ride on his back. Thing 3 had a vision of him and his dad surfing side by side on separate boards holding hands, and he cried when we told him that it wasn't going to happen. He also cried when we left the beach, even though his lips were blue and he was shivering.
Thing 2 decided he wanted to get in on the action:
But he didn't last too long - it was just too cold!
Here is Sparky at the end of a wave. The waves were pretty wimpy on the day we brought the camera.
Thing 3 begged to get in on the action. We stuck the smallest wet suit on hand on him (the water was 58 degrees!) and hoped for the best. For a while, Sparky ran along the side of him and held him up:
And then he got more adventurous and tried having Thing 3 ride on his back. Thing 3 had a vision of him and his dad surfing side by side on separate boards holding hands, and he cried when we told him that it wasn't going to happen. He also cried when we left the beach, even though his lips were blue and he was shivering.
Thing 2 decided he wanted to get in on the action:
But he didn't last too long - it was just too cold!
Playing Basketball With Boys
We're back from our vacation in paradise, also known as San Diego. We had a blast and ate way too much good food. We thumbed our noses at the weather: our flight to SD beat out the huge snowstorm that hit Seattle by a mere hour, and on the way back, we changed flights and ended up being on one of the last flights out of SD for a day due to fog.
Sparky and I have spent the last couple of days recovering from exhaustion. We always play hard when we go down there, but this time we outdid ourselves and got up to play basketball at 5:30 in the morning four times. Not just one time. Four times. That was how we chose to spend our vacation. I guess you could say we aren't very smart people.
It was a lot of fun, though. We played with Sparky's dad, brother-in-law, brother, sister-in-law, and cousin, along with close friends. Thanks to Lady Chinchilla X for going easy on me out there. That girl can run circles around me. No thanks to the three guys that totally mauled me one of the few times I attempted to drive to the basket. You know who you are! I ended up with a lightly sprained ankle and some very colorful bruises. I meant to take a picture since they were were way more blog worthy than my last one, but I waited too long and now they're fading and not as impressive. Thank my procrastination skills; you've been spared.
Anyway, I guess that's what I get for playing basketball with boys. It's a lot different than what I was taught in my youth. When I was about 15, my friend and I were in the gym at the church shooting baskets with a bunch of guys from our ward. I'm pretty sure we were ditching making some craft with our young women's group, because we always tried to ditch the crafts. Our leader came in and found us and scolded us. "Don't you know what happens when you play basketball with boys?" Me being the smart alec 15 year old that I was, said, "No, what happens?" She paused for a few seconds and then blurted out, "You get pregnant!" There it is folks. Forget everything they taught you in 8th grade sex ed. My friends and I got a lot of laughs out of that one, let me tell you.
Sparky and I have spent the last couple of days recovering from exhaustion. We always play hard when we go down there, but this time we outdid ourselves and got up to play basketball at 5:30 in the morning four times. Not just one time. Four times. That was how we chose to spend our vacation. I guess you could say we aren't very smart people.
It was a lot of fun, though. We played with Sparky's dad, brother-in-law, brother, sister-in-law, and cousin, along with close friends. Thanks to Lady Chinchilla X for going easy on me out there. That girl can run circles around me. No thanks to the three guys that totally mauled me one of the few times I attempted to drive to the basket. You know who you are! I ended up with a lightly sprained ankle and some very colorful bruises. I meant to take a picture since they were were way more blog worthy than my last one, but I waited too long and now they're fading and not as impressive. Thank my procrastination skills; you've been spared.
Anyway, I guess that's what I get for playing basketball with boys. It's a lot different than what I was taught in my youth. When I was about 15, my friend and I were in the gym at the church shooting baskets with a bunch of guys from our ward. I'm pretty sure we were ditching making some craft with our young women's group, because we always tried to ditch the crafts. Our leader came in and found us and scolded us. "Don't you know what happens when you play basketball with boys?" Me being the smart alec 15 year old that I was, said, "No, what happens?" She paused for a few seconds and then blurted out, "You get pregnant!" There it is folks. Forget everything they taught you in 8th grade sex ed. My friends and I got a lot of laughs out of that one, let me tell you.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Thing 3 is Thankful
Bah! I meant to post this on Thanksgiving, and I forgot. Thing 3 brought home a paper from his nursery class at church two weeks ago, with the classic painted hand print turned into a turkey. On the side, they had asked him what he was thankful for and wrote down his answers. I think it's a pretty good list for a three year old:
My family
My body
All three blankies
My grandma and grandpa
Jesus
My friends
Grant
All the colors
I love that he's thankful for his friends... and Grant. It makes it sound like Grant isn't his friend, but really what's going on is his relationship with Grant is beyond friendship. Grant is five, and Thing 3 thinks that everything Grant says or does is genius. He worships Grant.
I also love "all three blankies" and "all the colors." I know my son, and those are two things that he really is thankful for.
My family
My body
All three blankies
My grandma and grandpa
Jesus
My friends
Grant
All the colors
I love that he's thankful for his friends... and Grant. It makes it sound like Grant isn't his friend, but really what's going on is his relationship with Grant is beyond friendship. Grant is five, and Thing 3 thinks that everything Grant says or does is genius. He worships Grant.
I also love "all three blankies" and "all the colors." I know my son, and those are two things that he really is thankful for.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
"When all words fail, she speaks, Her mix tapes are masterpiece" - Ben Folds
I love making mix tapes/CDs/playlists. I've made one for almost every major trip I've taken since college. They're all have names like "Reno 1998" or "San Onofre 2000." I even have a Shingletown 2002. You get bonus points if you know where Shingletown is. I have others that are named after an occasion, like "Viking Fest." Some just have stupid names like "Songs I Really Like" or "Fun Songs."
It all started in 10th grade. My best friend and I made our first mix tape - we called it "Hector and Lee's Hot Picks." ( I was the only one who called her Hector, and it would take way too long to explain why I did.) I found the tape case two days ago when I was going through my music. I thought I would post the playlist here for laughs.
Hector and Lee's Hot Picks:
The Glory of Love - Peter Cetera
In Your Eyes - Peter Gabriel
Forever Young - Alphaville
Stayin' Alive - The Bee Gees
Don't Stop Believin' - Journey
Faithfully - Journey
Just Like Heaven - The Cure
What Have I Done to Deserve this? - Pet Shop Boys
Where the Streets Have No Name (I Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You) - Pet Shop Boys
Sweet Home Alabama - Lynyrd Skynyrd
Free Fallin' - Tom Petty
Who'll Stop The Rain - CCR
Who Can It Be Now - Men At Work
I Can See It In Your Eyes - Men At Work
Down Under - Men At Work
Never My Love - The Association
Cherish - The Association
Stay - ? I don't even know what song this is.
On Bended Knee - Boyz II Men
Apparently this was made when we were going through a classic rock phase, after my pure 80's days but before I started wearing flannel shirts and cut off jeans to school everyday, listening to "Smells Like Teen Spirit" about a hundred times with my friends, trying to decifer the words but still proclaiming Kurt Cobain to be a genius. I look at this list and cringe. Boyz II Men? And what was I thinking putting songs by the same group next to each other on the playlist? Rookie mistake. And I threw up in my mouth a little when I saw The Association on there.
So anyway, this week I've made four mix CD's to give out as presents. Three of them are mixes of Christmas music for some awesome ladies that I work with at church, and one is for my brother's birthday, just some music that I think he'll like. (My family rarely reads my blog, so no worries about anyone blowing the surprise!) Now we get to the reason for this post. Are these lame gifts? I'm afraid it's too high school. I love getting mixes from people - it's personal, they took time to do it, and sometimes it introduces me to something new. It's how I got hooked on Ben Folds, this generation's piano man. But maybe someone else will think it's dumb. I'm not trying to be cheap - usually I'll just build up a bunch of songs that I think a certain person would like, and when I get enough, I make a CD and give it to them. So, what are your thoughts? Give me some feedback.
It all started in 10th grade. My best friend and I made our first mix tape - we called it "Hector and Lee's Hot Picks." ( I was the only one who called her Hector, and it would take way too long to explain why I did.) I found the tape case two days ago when I was going through my music. I thought I would post the playlist here for laughs.
Hector and Lee's Hot Picks:
The Glory of Love - Peter Cetera
In Your Eyes - Peter Gabriel
Forever Young - Alphaville
Stayin' Alive - The Bee Gees
Don't Stop Believin' - Journey
Faithfully - Journey
Just Like Heaven - The Cure
What Have I Done to Deserve this? - Pet Shop Boys
Where the Streets Have No Name (I Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You) - Pet Shop Boys
Sweet Home Alabama - Lynyrd Skynyrd
Free Fallin' - Tom Petty
Who'll Stop The Rain - CCR
Who Can It Be Now - Men At Work
I Can See It In Your Eyes - Men At Work
Down Under - Men At Work
Never My Love - The Association
Cherish - The Association
Stay - ? I don't even know what song this is.
On Bended Knee - Boyz II Men
Apparently this was made when we were going through a classic rock phase, after my pure 80's days but before I started wearing flannel shirts and cut off jeans to school everyday, listening to "Smells Like Teen Spirit" about a hundred times with my friends, trying to decifer the words but still proclaiming Kurt Cobain to be a genius. I look at this list and cringe. Boyz II Men? And what was I thinking putting songs by the same group next to each other on the playlist? Rookie mistake. And I threw up in my mouth a little when I saw The Association on there.
So anyway, this week I've made four mix CD's to give out as presents. Three of them are mixes of Christmas music for some awesome ladies that I work with at church, and one is for my brother's birthday, just some music that I think he'll like. (My family rarely reads my blog, so no worries about anyone blowing the surprise!) Now we get to the reason for this post. Are these lame gifts? I'm afraid it's too high school. I love getting mixes from people - it's personal, they took time to do it, and sometimes it introduces me to something new. It's how I got hooked on Ben Folds, this generation's piano man. But maybe someone else will think it's dumb. I'm not trying to be cheap - usually I'll just build up a bunch of songs that I think a certain person would like, and when I get enough, I make a CD and give it to them. So, what are your thoughts? Give me some feedback.
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