So i've decided to try something new.
And this is a first,
very not like me.
I'm trying a new brand of running shoes (see picture)
They seemed pretty comfortable in the store, but we'll see how they feel when i run in them.
I went in planning to buy a new pair of Nike's, and i left with a pair of Brooks.
What really put me over the edge was the fact that these shoes come with a 15 day trial.
So i basically can wear these shoes out running, wherever i want, whenever i want, in any condition that i want (rain, mud, snow, etc)
And then, if i don't like them, i can take them back to the store and give them back no questions asked, and i can get the shox that i originally went for.
So basically, i'm getting to try out a new pair of shoes for 2 weeks and i don't have to keep them if i don't like them!
Like Franky said, it's a no brainer!
So i'll keep you updated on how my "free trial" shoes are going.
Who knows, maybe i'll find a new favorite pair of shoes?!
And if i hate them, i still get the shoes i originally wanted and that i love.
Now that's a good deal :)
Welcome to our life. This is where is i will be able to vent my frustrations, share our joys, and post pictures of our little princesses Madylinn and Emmerson. Be warned, this blog is not for the squeemish or the faint of heart. So please keep your arms and legs inside the blog at all times, and enjoy!
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Anyone home?!
I know, it's been a while since i've posted.
To be honest, i pretty much forgot all about posting for a while.
I guess that's a good thing though, it must mean it's been nice enough to be outside playing all day long...so the girls are pretty happy about that.
Since my last post, a few new things have happened.
I cut all my hair off...well, not ALL my hair, but about 14 1/2" of it.
It's kinda weird not having long hair anymore, but i like the change.
It's much cooler, less work, and less hassle.
Frank aunt and uncle from Tennessee came up for a visit.
It was really nice seeing them.
They only get up once a year, and i wish it were more, or for longer.
They are great to be around...and it doesn't hurt that his aunt is an amazing cook.
Did i mention how much i love her southern cooking?!
There isn't a lot going on here at work for me.
We made it a while with no delays or postponements, and now that there is only 2 weeks of the seasons left, we are getting hit left and right with them.
It's been raining like crazy.
I don't know when we'll be able to get all these games in!
We went to our local auction this past weekend and got ourselves some new outdoor furniture.
We got a really nice swing and an even nicer round picinic table.
We wanted to leave with a few other pieces, but they either didn't have what i was looking for or there was someone else there willing to bid a whole lot more than we were to get it.
So needless to say we came home with a few things, but not as many as i wanted.
Oh well, it's something to add to next years list of things to get!
I also spent a great deal of time in the craft building at the auction.
They have some of the nicest stuff in there!
I managed to come home with 6 shelves and an end table for next to Franks chair.
He was making fun of me for buying so many shelves, but how could you go wrong?!
At the craft stores around us, they want anywhere from $29-$49 for 1 shelf, and i was getting them for $13!
It's not like i was just buying them to put in the basement to never look at again, i know where i want all of them to go, and i pretty much know what i want on them.
I went in there with a plan this year, unlike last year when i kinda just winged it and left with 1 shelf and nothing else.
I'm slowly starting to put my house together...it only took over a year, lol!
Next on my list of things to do is painting.
Since we can't seem to agree on colors, i think i'm just going to do what i want to do (since i'm the only one willing to do it) and he'll just have to live with it.
I make pretty good decisions...he always disagrees with me and drags his feet because he just can't see my vision, but when it's all done and wonderful, then he says how much he loves it and he tries to play it off as "our" idea (like the paint job in Mady's room)
Men!!
To be honest, i pretty much forgot all about posting for a while.
I guess that's a good thing though, it must mean it's been nice enough to be outside playing all day long...so the girls are pretty happy about that.
Since my last post, a few new things have happened.
I cut all my hair off...well, not ALL my hair, but about 14 1/2" of it.
It's kinda weird not having long hair anymore, but i like the change.
It's much cooler, less work, and less hassle.
Frank aunt and uncle from Tennessee came up for a visit.
It was really nice seeing them.
They only get up once a year, and i wish it were more, or for longer.
They are great to be around...and it doesn't hurt that his aunt is an amazing cook.
Did i mention how much i love her southern cooking?!
There isn't a lot going on here at work for me.
We made it a while with no delays or postponements, and now that there is only 2 weeks of the seasons left, we are getting hit left and right with them.
It's been raining like crazy.
I don't know when we'll be able to get all these games in!
We went to our local auction this past weekend and got ourselves some new outdoor furniture.
We got a really nice swing and an even nicer round picinic table.
We wanted to leave with a few other pieces, but they either didn't have what i was looking for or there was someone else there willing to bid a whole lot more than we were to get it.
So needless to say we came home with a few things, but not as many as i wanted.
Oh well, it's something to add to next years list of things to get!
I also spent a great deal of time in the craft building at the auction.
They have some of the nicest stuff in there!
I managed to come home with 6 shelves and an end table for next to Franks chair.
He was making fun of me for buying so many shelves, but how could you go wrong?!
At the craft stores around us, they want anywhere from $29-$49 for 1 shelf, and i was getting them for $13!
It's not like i was just buying them to put in the basement to never look at again, i know where i want all of them to go, and i pretty much know what i want on them.
I went in there with a plan this year, unlike last year when i kinda just winged it and left with 1 shelf and nothing else.
I'm slowly starting to put my house together...it only took over a year, lol!
Next on my list of things to do is painting.
Since we can't seem to agree on colors, i think i'm just going to do what i want to do (since i'm the only one willing to do it) and he'll just have to live with it.
I make pretty good decisions...he always disagrees with me and drags his feet because he just can't see my vision, but when it's all done and wonderful, then he says how much he loves it and he tries to play it off as "our" idea (like the paint job in Mady's room)
Men!!
Monday, April 23, 2012
A few of my favs...
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
A quick update...
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Perfect...
I found this post at werdyab.com, so she deserves all the credit for writing this beautiful and funny piece. But, it perfectly fits how i feel about my girls, so i had to share it with you all. I hope you enjoy it as much as i did!!
To my daughter:
Wait as long as you can to shave your legs, pluck your eyebrows or color your hair. Because once you start, you're signing on for a lifelong commitment.
Don't flip through the pages of Cosmo or Vogue to compare your beauty to because those photos have been airbrushed. Go to Walmart instead. No air brushing there.
Every photo that is taken of you and every email that you write is forever. Sure, it's funny now, but do you want that crap plastered across the Washington Post when you run for President?
Give the nerd a chance. See that hot jock over there? One day he's going to be fat, bald and working at a Blimpie. And when you're 40, you're not going to care how many push-ups your husband can do. You're going to want a sweet, supportive partner who is intelligent and a good conversationalist. And maybe a trip to the Bahamas.
Find an exercise that you can do for a majority of your life like golf or yoga. You only have so many years that your body can handle sliding into 3rd base or doing a roundoff back handspring.
Everything can hurt you: sharp scissors, fast cars, loaded guns, roller coasters, boat rides, carving knives, snakes, spiders, partially cooked chicken, pedophiles, street drugs, snowboarding, scuba diving, roller blading, boys, illness, disease, pointy objects, wild animals, Red #5. It's my responsibility to make sure that you don't die - not that you have a good time - but just that you live to see another day.
Don't hate me for getting you braces in your teens. Look around - 70% of your friends have braces and their parents are paying for them. One day you'll want straight teeth, but then only 1% of your peers will have braces and you'll have to deliver pizzas at night to pay the $5,000 orthodontist bill.
I would buy you the world if I could. So my prayer is that I have just enough money to buy you most of what you want but not enough to buy you everything you want. Because it will only set you up for future disappointment. And I'm not supporting this Abercrombie habit forever.
When we don't have internet access or provide you with a laptop computer, iPod Touch, iPhone or webcam, it's not because we're poor. It's because the internet is a scary place. You might visit some disgusting website, or even worse, your boyfriend might want to FaceTime with you after midnight.
Never let boys talk you into sitting on the back row in a movie theater. There's only one reason that they want to sit there and it's not to show off their superhuman eyesight.
Don't let boys talk you into doing anything that you're not ready to do. Because let's be honest, you're the one who will face the consequences and they'll just high-five their buddies in the locker room at your expense.
In summary, boys can be bad. Try to avoid them until your twenties.
Yes, I know that so-in-so's mother lets her stay out later. And yes, I also know that so-in-so's mother is letting her go to the party. But I don't care. I'll give you the same response that's been used for generations: "I'm not her mother."
Go to college. I know that when you're 18-years-old all you want to do is earn your own money and buy your own stuff, but your college years will be the best years of your life. It's the small window of time when you're old enough to have no curfew but young enough to have no mortgage.
Believe in yourself and others will believe in you, too.
When you are at a party and you turn down cocaine, I promise not to be mad at you for drinking a couple of beers. Probably.
Don't get a tattoo. I don't care how symbolic you think it is now, because when you're 87-years-old, they all look ridiculous.
Tequila shots are never ever a good idea.
Don't ever dance on a speaker box in a nightclub. Those girls are desperately seeking attention. They usually get it, but it's the wrong type. And sometimes you can see their underwear.
If you go anywhere without hair done, make-up on or wearing some old sweats, you will see at least one person you know. I'm not trying to deter you. I'm just letting you know the facts.
Don't be the girl who drinks until you puke or pass out. Not only will people make fun of you the next day, but they'll remember it forever. And 20 years later while shopping with your mother-in-law, the last thing you want to do is bump into an old sorority sister and relive the infamous hunch punch party.
To my daughter:
Wait as long as you can to shave your legs, pluck your eyebrows or color your hair. Because once you start, you're signing on for a lifelong commitment.
Don't flip through the pages of Cosmo or Vogue to compare your beauty to because those photos have been airbrushed. Go to Walmart instead. No air brushing there.
Every photo that is taken of you and every email that you write is forever. Sure, it's funny now, but do you want that crap plastered across the Washington Post when you run for President?
Give the nerd a chance. See that hot jock over there? One day he's going to be fat, bald and working at a Blimpie. And when you're 40, you're not going to care how many push-ups your husband can do. You're going to want a sweet, supportive partner who is intelligent and a good conversationalist. And maybe a trip to the Bahamas.
Find an exercise that you can do for a majority of your life like golf or yoga. You only have so many years that your body can handle sliding into 3rd base or doing a roundoff back handspring.
Everything can hurt you: sharp scissors, fast cars, loaded guns, roller coasters, boat rides, carving knives, snakes, spiders, partially cooked chicken, pedophiles, street drugs, snowboarding, scuba diving, roller blading, boys, illness, disease, pointy objects, wild animals, Red #5. It's my responsibility to make sure that you don't die - not that you have a good time - but just that you live to see another day.
Don't hate me for getting you braces in your teens. Look around - 70% of your friends have braces and their parents are paying for them. One day you'll want straight teeth, but then only 1% of your peers will have braces and you'll have to deliver pizzas at night to pay the $5,000 orthodontist bill.
I would buy you the world if I could. So my prayer is that I have just enough money to buy you most of what you want but not enough to buy you everything you want. Because it will only set you up for future disappointment. And I'm not supporting this Abercrombie habit forever.
When we don't have internet access or provide you with a laptop computer, iPod Touch, iPhone or webcam, it's not because we're poor. It's because the internet is a scary place. You might visit some disgusting website, or even worse, your boyfriend might want to FaceTime with you after midnight.
Never let boys talk you into sitting on the back row in a movie theater. There's only one reason that they want to sit there and it's not to show off their superhuman eyesight.
Don't let boys talk you into doing anything that you're not ready to do. Because let's be honest, you're the one who will face the consequences and they'll just high-five their buddies in the locker room at your expense.
In summary, boys can be bad. Try to avoid them until your twenties.
Yes, I know that so-in-so's mother lets her stay out later. And yes, I also know that so-in-so's mother is letting her go to the party. But I don't care. I'll give you the same response that's been used for generations: "I'm not her mother."
Go to college. I know that when you're 18-years-old all you want to do is earn your own money and buy your own stuff, but your college years will be the best years of your life. It's the small window of time when you're old enough to have no curfew but young enough to have no mortgage.
Believe in yourself and others will believe in you, too.
When you are at a party and you turn down cocaine, I promise not to be mad at you for drinking a couple of beers. Probably.
Don't get a tattoo. I don't care how symbolic you think it is now, because when you're 87-years-old, they all look ridiculous.
Tequila shots are never ever a good idea.
Don't ever dance on a speaker box in a nightclub. Those girls are desperately seeking attention. They usually get it, but it's the wrong type. And sometimes you can see their underwear.
If you go anywhere without hair done, make-up on or wearing some old sweats, you will see at least one person you know. I'm not trying to deter you. I'm just letting you know the facts.
Don't be the girl who drinks until you puke or pass out. Not only will people make fun of you the next day, but they'll remember it forever. And 20 years later while shopping with your mother-in-law, the last thing you want to do is bump into an old sorority sister and relive the infamous hunch punch party.
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
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