10.27.2009

St. George Marthon 2009

We had a good trip down to St. George. I love this chair at the gas station in Beaver (though I have to write that I am not a big fan of the car serviceman who works there--he told me my tire was going to blow out a few years ago--but that's a story for another day...)
Chris had said that we need to find a cool Cooper tires sign somewhere to hang in the boys bedroom (along with all their old license plates that border their room). I figured a picture with it in the background was almost as good. Coop couldn't have cared less. He was excited about his Swedish fish. Ian had been patiently waiting to get cinnamon bears since we left home (you can tell he's my kid! what 4 year old chooses those when you can have any candy in the gas station.
The boys were so good in the car. We had lots of snacks and activities for them to do. Cute Grammie sent them a notebook and little Sesame Street sticker books (as well as a bag of treats). Next time I need to remember to bring coloring books, crayons, pens and notebooks in the car (and a bag for garbage!). The boys were super cute reading their books. Cooper is in love with Curious George currently.
Okay now on to the actual marathon part--it is exciting to actually be writing this post! It is honestly crazy to realize I actually really did run a marathon! I always felt like marathons were for someone else, that you had to be an amazing or fast runner or to do one. I'd run track in high school but almost 10 years later had never really put fitness or running on the front runner in my life. Grant it there were lots of really fast, athletic people at the marathon but there were also tons of what I would call "normal" everyday people who chose to train for and run a marathon--and they did it! Just like me :) like I always thought I would do "someday"--it's pretty exciting to know I've done it now.

I watched the movie "Spirit of the Marathon" with Val right after Coop was born and there were 2 lines from it that really stuck out. One was that crossing the finish line of the marathon will change your line forever. The other was that you run marathon how you do life. I can honestly say the first is true; it is interesting as I've reflected the last few weeks after the marathon. Sometimes I honestly can't believe I did it! Others I feel so empowered to do whatever I want and am encouraged that when you put your mind to something you truly can do ANYTHING! The second quote worried me some since I remember thinking--I do life indecisively, so does that mean I may never even run the marathon?! But I was amazed really at how consistent I actually was with training and during the marathon. I felt like my attitude was just take it one mile at a time, keep going and be measured. So maybe what this actually tells me is that since I ran the marathon this way I can start to live more like this in my day to day life :)

My leg behind my right knee had been sore for a few weeks before the marathon. My inspiration on how to make it through this was to run on the indoor track. I was so anxious the entire week before the marathon! The trip down went well. The night before the race I made during to eat well and drank a lot. I got a good night sleep, got up about 3:50 a.m. ate some toast and bananas and a Kirkland breakfast shake, finished by gatorade and Chris took me to the bus. I met a really nice lady from Colorado who had run 14 marathons and we talked all the way up. I talked to some other girls waiting in line for the porta potties. It was neat how approachable and friendly everyone is, there was one girl who an elite runner but she didn't put on airs or anything, she was from Nebraska and really nice. I went to the bathroom (toilet was a hot commodity), threw my clothes back in the truck and did a little bit of warm-up/stretching. I decided to stretch and not start with the 4 hour pace, so ended up started about 11 minutes at the gun, which really ended up being fine. I passed a lot of people which was actually kind of motivating! I was getting ward between 1 and 2 miles so took off my gloves and long-sleeved shirt and deposited it by a van on the side of the road. I tied them together hoping that would help me find them at the end...but no...learned the hard way, really, don't wear anything you'll be sad if you lose (it was my cute soft black Modbe shirt). And I also got a little gold again a few miles later so tying it around my waste would have been smart. I'm glad to have learned things like this so next marathon I can know things like this!

Usually it takes me about 4 miles to get warmed up and into a groove but it was awesome because I never had to "warmup" just felt good from start which is a big change for me from most long runs (or even just my regular 3 milers!).

I was feeling really good through mile 5, then about mile 7 you hit Veyo/volcano which is a long hill. I overheard a girl talking about who she was dedicating miles to which I'd thought about doing, so I decided to dedicate miles 1-7 to my 7 siblings, 8 to my mom and 9 to my dad (those were up the volcano), mile 10 to my friend Elizabeth, 11 to "Grandma" Lesli, mile 12 to my grandma who lives in St. George, mile 13 to the Parry family/their son Ben who is serving an LDS mission. I totally got into a groove/was focusing so much on running I didn't do any for miles 14-20. But I had already planned Coop to be mile 23, Ian mile 24, Chris mile 25, and myself mile 26, thinking of how I can continue moving forward, becoming better, making changes, doing things, like I did running this marathon! And also generally to just do more to make Christ and Heavenly Father more a part of amy life.

I honestly felt pretty good the whole time. There was a lot of up hill (plently of those! more than I expected even though Val told me and looked at map...not the same thing!). My quads were sore from the downhill but that made the uphills nice in a way! Amazingly I didn't use my knee bands the whole time!! They rode around my ankles the whole time. LOL. It is so ironic (and such a blessing) because my hurting knees were the reason I almost didn't start training for the marathon in the first place. So it was such a relief to not have them hurt at all.

I carried my Gu with me safety pinned inside my shorts and had planned to take it around mile 15 but at mile 13 I was needed it. I took one again at mile 19 and then about mile 23 (last push through town to finish, losing some steam but still going strong; there were many walking/run-walking the last 2 miles and I wanted to scream at them, you're almost there, keep running!!)

A couple motivators for me during the marathon--I was almost checking off miles in sets of 2 (shocking that I the to-do list queen would find this helpful!) since there were aid stations about every 2 miles. Mentally it was almost like rather than thinking "ok, I ran a mile" I would think in terms of the next aid station, which meant I just completed 2 more miles! The balloons hanging on the portapotties were awesome, it was motivating to see that shining ahead and know an aid station was close! I didn't end up needed to use the portapotties during the race, which made me really happy. I had really worried about that but using it twice BEFORE the race helped I'm sure.

By mile 20 I was feeling so encouraged and still had plenty of steam. By mile 21 we finally hit the final descent (no more hills popping up! that was a bit of a mental trick to work through) and I knew it was all "downhill" from here, which was very motivating. I was feeling great physically. I had wondered earlier if I'd hit the "wall" but I never did! I felt strong from mile 21 on, tired of course but just kept going, passing some people, encouraging some along (I told one guy to keep going and he said his calves hurt, should he listen to me or them?!). The cheering crowds were great! St. George seriously does an awesome job with their aid stations/volunteers; there were lots of people who were hurting and were getting rubdowns at stations.
You can see me at the very back in the blue, to the right of the girl in the orange. I didn't know if Chris would see me, especially since I'd started lately and didn't know if he'd just stand there waiting for me (especially with the boys' short attention spans). So I was so excited to come down the finish line and hear Chris' voice. Chris said I wasn't sprinting but was finishing strong. I felt like I was going pretty dang fast! But maybe after 26 miles that seemed fast :) I was so excited to come in under 4 hours!! At one point after my first half marathon I wondered if I could maybe qualify for Boston but then realized that was pushing it too far, my goal needed to be to finish. Period. I wore my watch during the marathon to pace myself back so I didn't start too strong, since I really wanted to finish, have energy for the end, and not get injured. My pace stayed steady the whole time, even up the hills, I was often passing quite a few people and staying strong. I was excited that my pace would likely put me under 4 hours. I realized early on that this pace would not qualify me for Boston (under 3:40:49 is the max time for my age group) but I was okay with that, that was not what running this marathon was about (it will be someday but not this one!) And I was so proud that I ran the whole 26.2 miles, other than walk-jogging through the aid stations; I'd grab a gatorade and then a water almost every time and took my Gus right before each of the 3 aid stations.
I was so excited to see the boys that I totally spaced getting ice to ice my legs (do that different next time!) and they had popscicles that I wanted to give to the boys. I ate bread and started to drink right away, walking around.
We ran into my aunt and my cousin's girls. They'd made me a cute sign, so sweet!
I did it! And was thrilled with my time of 3:56:09 for my first marathon! It was so fun to get the medal (and I'm still waiting to get my shirt in the mail--they ran out of my size, sad).

It's Wednesday now and I am feeling pretty good. Overall my muscles feel about back to normal, other than a slight nagging that is still in my left hamstring, though that was there about the last week or so pre-marathon so I was just grateful to run the marathon without it giving me much, if any, problems.

I am already trying to decide what marathon to do next! The Runners Series 2010 for St George Marathon opened up Monday at 9 a.m. and I was on at 8:59 a.m. to get Chris and I signed up. I also looked into a few spring marathons--Salt Lake in April or Odgen in May--we'll see what I decide. I'm not sure I want to start training again quite that soon, especially since those would be colder months to be training. Plus I really would like to run one with Chris. It was different but nice to be out there on my own for this one, focusing very closely on me, but I can also see how fun it would be to run with a family member and friend and enjoy the feeling of finishing together!


(The lists below are still in progress. I'll likely keep adding to them as I think of things that will be beneficial for me to remember for future training/races/marathons.)

Things I learned/recommendations of things that worked for me:

  • Gu: in training and during marathon
  • Gatorade: Highly recommend training with.

Things I know now/will do different next time:
  • Clothing/warmth: what wear, later in race if gets cold
  • Bus (not sure what I meant??)
  • Sunglasses are a must for me; next time may try a hat but was fine without it. I was worried I'd wish I didn't have my glasses or see people with hats and wish I had one. Not the case. Even if I do get a cool running hat in the future I'll still have to wear my glasses my eyes hate the sun.
  • Right after finishing the marathon--go directly to the tent and get ice! I'm pretty sure it would have made my muscles' recovery a little bit easier.

10.12.2009

Exactly What I Needed


Yesterday was Fast Sunday and I had a lot of things on my mind, some of which were weighing on me quite heavily. I also felt like I wasn't able to really be touched and feel like I need and want to. Luckily in one of the Lord's many tender mercies (grateful I actually recognized this one!) I was out hurriedly running around doing some things for Stake Primary and stopped long enough to listen to this song on the radio (Sunday music playing on either 106.5 or 100.3 FM). I heard the music start but got out of my but then had the thought, no get back in the car and listen to this song. I am grateful I did because the Spirit was able to reach my hard heart and soften it. It was one of those times when I could relate to something almost exactly. I realized again how dependent I am on Christ and how much more I need to turn to him each day. I am currently reading The Continuous Atonement by Brad Wilcox which is really helpful me to see and make the changes I need to draw closer to the Savior.

Then in Relief Society we had a lesson about families and relationships, which again, was EXACTLY what I needed. I was very grateful for the thoughts shared by others, as well as the Spirit that was able to touch me again. I still have lots of changes to make but do feel more buoyed up and encouraged that there is hope, I know ways I need to improve, and ultimately I can continue to change and become better.

(Note: This is a Christian artist, not LDS, which is of course just fine, I don't have any problems with this. But that does mean there are a few crosses shown in the video. Even though the cross isn't a symbol used in the LDS Church I still find the words and message about the Savior and His influence in our lives very inspiring and a timely reminder for me. There truly are so many inspired and good people and things in the world, of all faiths.)

9.19.2009

What Matters Most

Such good reminders. I love our prophet. He truly knows the things we need to do to be happy.

9.17.2009

She Shops Smart Class



For those of you who are in the area I'd love to have you come to a class I am hosting on how to save money on groceries, household items, toiletries, diapers, etc.

Thursday, October 15th @ 7 pm (at my house)

If you aren't local or want to learn about how it works before the class, check out Grocery Smarts (they have information for a few other states) or Tori's blog. I attended a class she taught a few weeks ago and have already had success saving money this way!

Here's what she will cover in the class:

-Shop at only one grocery store - no running around town!

-Buy all your families’ groceries, household, and personal care items (including diapers) all for about $200 for a family of four- while building massive food storage at the same time!

-No clipping and filing individual coupons- Quick and easy! A HUGE way to save money!

-Eat a healthy, well balanced diet, and have ease in meal planning!

-Free website and Free class - There is no cost to attend and no cost to use the website

-Get a newspaper subscription at a great price

What could your family do with hundreds of extra dollars every month? Bring friends!

For more information please call Tori Mitchell 801-369-0667 or check out her blog sheshopssmart.blogspot.com!

9.15.2009

The Ultimate Mix-up

So, funny story. Ian, Cooper and I are driving home the other day when Ian suddenly excitedly remarks: "Mom! I saw John Hannity!" Seriously confused, I cautiously began questioning him (trying to figure out what he was talking about, but not wanting to skew his answers). Here's the rest of our conversation:

Mom: Do you mean Sean Hannity?

Ian: No, Mom. John Hannity.

Mom: Are you sure you don't mean Sean?

Ian: No.

[He is started to really sound exasperated with me. So I decide to let the issue of whether it's John or Sean drop and try to figure out what he is actually talking about...]

Mom: Well, where did you see John Hannity? [Figured I'd just go along with what he was calling him rather than fight with a 3 1/2 year old about it and get nowhere...]

Ian: On that sign, flappy thingy back there.

Mom: What does he look like?

Ian: That black face man.

[It takes me a minute as I process these last two answers but I suddenly remember I saw what he is talking about a few days previously...but due to how hilarious this actually ends up being, I wanted to try and figure out where he got this idea before I said anything else.]

Mom: How do you know who John Hannity is?

Ian: He's on that radio, talk thing.

[Now mind you by this point I am shocked that my 3 1/2 year old has paid enough attention to when I do listen to the Sean Hannity show on KSL, which isn't often, but occasionally. Realizing that it is currently about 2:30 PM MST time, I turn the car radio to KSL 102.7 FM where the Sean Hannity Show plays Monday-Friday from 1:00-4:00 pm ("3 hours a day, that's all we ask," or something like that, right?)]

Mom: Ian, who is this on the radio?

Ian: John Hannity.

Mom: That's right, Ian! [I really am amazed he's picked up his name from his few exposures to him.] But Ian, I think I know who you actually saw on that sign back there. The picture isn't John [Sean] Hannity, that's our president--Barack Obama.

Ian: No Mom, it's John Hannity.

Mom: Okay, Ian, if you say so [Hey, I figure, I tried my best. No use debating endlessly with a 3 year old!!]

I am honestly not sure how he got the two of them confused, but man, if there were ever two people, opinions, standpoints, political views, etc. to get mixed up, this my friend, was one ironic and hilarious instance! I guess if nothing else Sean/John Hannity's voice has been influential via the radio. Just not sure how he ended up fusing President Obama's face/person with Sean Hannity!! My guess is that neither person would be very flattered with such a confusion.

(This actually happened in May 2009 and even months later and after multiple clarifications, Ian still gets confused and refers to President Obama as John/Sean Hannity every so often...gotta love the way preschoolers brains are learning to process information!)

Time Lapse

This is another "old" post but it was such an odd experience for me that I figured I'd post it now anyways. Last December I took Cooper to the doctor for his one year well check-up (which just so happened to be the same day he came down with strep throat so luckily the doctor swabbed his throat and discovered that...so much for it being a "well" check...). During the appointment the doctor asked if I had thought about doing flu shots for the boys. I remember giving her kind of a weird look, wondering why in the world she was asking me about flu shots when it wasn't the season for those yet, then asking, "When do you usually get those?" to try and figure out why she brought this up. She responded that anytime would be appropriate since it was getting to be that time of the year, though she hadn't heard of any influenza cases yet.

And suddenly I realized it was winter again. A year had passed since Cooper was born. We had made it through the cold, wintry RSV season in Utah with little Cooper just a few months old, had moved to Las Vegas and weathered the heat, then returned to Utah and it was already time for flu shots again! At that moment I had seriously lost any grounding or sense of time; it was the strangest feeling. Luckily it didn't take me long to catch up to speed and remember how quickly time passes. And yet I was still left to wonder where the last 12 months had gone! It honestly felt like time had whirled by me in 12 minutes NOT 12 months!

(And here we are again, another year has FLOWN by! Isn't it amazing how time continues to go faster and faster the older you get? Remember when Christmas seemed to take forever coming each year. And now it's like you can hardly hold on fast enough as the busyness of each day whirls into an entire year lapsed.)

5.31.2009

Beavers In The Desert

Ian has been learning about different habitats in preschool lately.  He has really latched on to the concept that we live in the desert (I think the fact that Radiator Springs is in the desert may have helped kindle that fascination) and asks questions about it all the time.  Last night we went running up Provo Canyon on the Provo River Trail from Canyon View Park to the parking lot at Bridal Veil Falls.  We were only about a half of a mile up the trail when we came across a large elm tree which had been partially gnawed through by some ambitious beaver.  I pointed it out to Jenny and the boys.  Ian asked if I saw the beaver or just the tree.  I told him it was just a tree which the beaver had been chewing on.  Ian pondered this for a moment and then asked, "Dad, do beavers in the desert chew on cactuses?"  Gotta love the way this kid's brain works!

A Full Life

When I was younger and my Dad was travelling internationally quite often, I talked to him one day about something new I wanted to try. I don't remember what it was, nor do I remember whether I actually ever did what it was I was contemplating at the time. My Dad told me that if we ended up with one thing about which we are passionate outside of work and family and church that we are lucky, and something to the effect that there would come a time in my life when I would really only be able to have one hobby because of some of the demands which would be placed on me.

These last two weeks during my training at the Law Enforcement Academy, we have had several classes called Healthy Lifestyles. During those classes and others, we have had lots of discussions about the need for variety in our lives. The training is, of course, geared toward police officers, so they spend a lot of time talking about how cops need to have friends who are not cops, need to spend time in leisure activities which have nothing to do with paramilitary tactics (paintball/airsoft wargames), martial arts, firearms, et cetera.

I think the principle applies to all of us. I have been graduated about five weeks now, and I am gaining a modicum of perspective on just how warped three years of hanging out with law students and just about no one else has made me. In the last month I have been running, working out, gardening, SCUBA diving, playing with my kids, working on the truck, decorating and spending a little more time with my wife, all things which I did not do often or at all during law school.

Even my dad, who has had the luxury of staying on the same continent for more than a few weeks at a time now, has rekindled his interests in motorcycles, SCUBA and a few others, in addition to fishing, which has always been his passion. 

I find that for the first time in my life, I am really starting to look for new and different things with which to fill my life.  I have tried some new things which I love (SCUBA) and some new things about which I am ambivalent (golf) and become interested in some things I never really got attached to when I was younger (hunting).  Jenny and I have been able to spend time together with more and different people in this last year than during any other in our marriage.  

I understand where my Dad was coming from-- time constraints can and really do impinge on the ability to have more than one passion.  For now, though, I am grateful to be at a point in my life where there is a little running, a little camping, a little diving, and a little time spent with several different friends.  My life is full of new experiences right now, and I am happy with that.  

Another Favorite - REMEMBER! Have I seen His hand in my life?

5.26.2009

Church Response to California Supreme Court Decision on Proposition 8

| | Today’s decision by the California Supreme Court is welcome. The issue the court decided was whether California citizens validly exercised their right to amend their own constitution to define marriage as between a man and a woman. The court has overwhelmingly affirmed their action.

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints recognizes the deeply held feelings on both sides, but strongly affirms its belief that marriage should be between a man and a woman. The bedrock institution of marriage between a man and a woman has profound implications for our society. These implications range from what our children are taught in schools to individual and collective freedom of religious expression and practice.

Accordingly, the Church stands firmly for what it believes is right for the health and well-being of society as a whole. In doing so, it once again affirms that all of us are children of God, and all deserve to be treated with respect. The Church believes that serious discussion of these issues is not helped when extreme elements on both sides of the debate demonize the other.

(http://newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/news-releases-stories/church-response-to-california-supreme-court-decision-on-proposition-8)

4.20.2009

Showing Love

A good reminder of the type of wife, mother, etc. I want to be--HOW do/will I show my love for others?

4.17.2009

Love this song!

I love how good music makes your heart soar, lightens almost any bad mood (not that I can relate to that!), brings the Spirit and just makes ya feel happy! Plus I love Jon Schmidt and his amazing gift with composing and performing amazing piano music.

P.S. I'm listening to the song right now as I post this and Coop is bouncing up and down to the beat of the music! I hope my boys can grown to appreciate and enjoy all the great music out there.

Jesus the Christ


This video has quickly spread across the web but I really loved Elder Holland's message and testimony of Christ and the Atonement. The images are beautiful as they play with his words!

4.10.2009

Last Days

So, I am sitting here in Room 320 of the Law School, waiting for my Very Last Class Ever (in a degree-seeking program) to begin. It is kind of strange, because I don't really know what to feel, or what I should be feeling. I am excited to have made it through three years of law school, but the fact that I will be forever done with law school classes here in about two hours is not really relieving because I know that I will just be right back here tomorrow studying for finals.

I know that I am going to miss being a part of the law school community-- I have had more friends here and felt more a part of things, and felt more normal than I ever have here at law school. (That probably says something about the collective proclivities of law students than anything else, but I have enjoyed feeling like I fit in regardless.)
I often feel this way during transitions from one stage of life to another. I struggle to know what to think about the closing of one era and the opening of another. I didn't really have a problem when I graduated High School, because I was really, really, really ready to get out of there. I didn't feel this way when I graduated with my undergraduate degree, either. That probably has something to do with the fact that I knew where I was going and what I was going to do next.

But I did feel this way when I left on my mission. And when I came home. And when I got married. Intellectually, I know that it is time to move forward-- really that there is nothing I can do to prevent things from moving forward. Emotionally, I am warming up to the idea. I don't really know what it is like to be anything other than a student-- just like I didn't know what it would be like to be a missionary or a returned missionary or a husband.

When I was a missionary, and the time finally came for me to transfer out of areas (I only had five), it was always strange to still be in the area for the last day before I moved. I would look up and down streets whose names I didn't know, but whose cobblestones and bento shops and newsstands were familiar to me. After a transfer call, those roads seemed like they didn't go anywhere anymore. They were closed off to me because I no longer belonged there. My sadness over leaving and in some ways losing places which were meaningful to me usually lasted until I got to my new area, where the streets stretched off into promising new directions.

I haven't reached that place yet. I am still kind of sitting here just trying to absorb the things that I am losing, the things that are coming to a close. It is extra weird because I will be back here in the library studying for the Bar Exam over the summer. I was here in the Law Library over the summer of my first year working for a professor, and this place is very strange without the students to bring it to life.

I think that what I am really trying to come to grips with is this; all my life, when things have changed, someone has been laying out the roads in front of me. Changing areas meant that I was heading somewhere new. Coming home from Japan meant that I would go back to school. Getting married meant that I would start a new life and a family with Jenny-- though learning to take the reins of all those decisions is a process I think we are just starting to understand. Graduating from UVSC meant that I would come to law school. Now, it is time to leave the law school and leave being a student (after 19 years of education). But the next roads... I don't really know what they are yet. It is slowly dawning on me that I will have to supply direction and initiative in ways that have not been required of me before. I get the feeling that this will be liberating and fulfilling in ways that I don't yet understand. Right now, it is a little bit unsettling and slightly intimidating.

Check back with me. I think I'm about to start seeing what my life is really going to be like.

3.23.2009

{Create} Words to Live By!

I loved this talk when I heard it last General Relief Society Meeting; I remember feeling the Spirit very strongly and being very impressed as I listened to Pres. Uchtdorf. I recently re-read it in the Ensign and was touched again, then came across this beautiful video tonight.

I think I am only beginning to understand what it means for me to "create" and how much happiness comes from creating things--whether as a mother each day or discovering hidden interests in decorating and painting (rough "talents" though they may be!). I am thrilled by how much pure joy I have felt during the past few weeks and months as I have been striving to give to people and things that are not empty but return dividends in feeling fulfilled and purposeful. Women are amazing and have so much good within them and that they can do; I am grateful that I have started on the path to discovering what I have to offer--all the Lord intends for me to be.

"The more you trust and rely upon the Spirit, the greater your capacity to create. That is your opportunity in this life and your destiny in the life to come. Sisters, trust and rely on the Spirit. As you take the normal opportunities of your daily life and create something of beauty and helpfulness, you improve not only the world around you but also the world within you" (Pres. Dieter F. Uchtdorf, “Happiness, Your Heritage,” Ensign, Nov 2008).

3.19.2009

Toyoda

Today I took the boys for a run in the jogging stroller. Ian pointed out a Mazda that drove by (no surprise knowing the gear head that his father is...). I said, "Ian, we have a Mazda...What is Daddy's new truck?" Ian said: "It's a Toyoda [very excited] like that Star Wars guy." I was a little confused at first and amidst traffic noise tried to ask him to clarify. He quickly replied: "Toy-yoda. Like Yoda!"

It's a new...

TRUCK! For anyone who knows Chris well, you know he loves anything with a motor--especially come springtime. I think Val once wrote me a "warning" letter when she was in the MTC, giving me a heads up that spring was getting nearer, which meant anything motorized--including a lawn mower--would grab Chris' attention.
But one thing Chris and I know quite well by now is that when the right thing comes along, most the time we know and it just seems like the "right" thing to do; maybe not always the most sane or realistic (hey, it is Chris and I we're talking about!) but workable, doable, and almost always a good thing.

Coincidentally (or maybe it was "meant" to be...) we were parked next to this truck at the Rex Lee Run last Saturday (hmmm, I just had the thought. Maybe this is Chris' silver lining for doing so well at getting into running...). Of course Chris was interested but I didn't take it very seriously at first. Then Chris' dad took it seriously. Then Chris asked me to really think and pray about it. Famous last words eh? At first I kind of "fought" him on that day and had a stubborn Sunday, but by Monday I felt pretty good about things and after having some open dialogue (it was even kind AND constructive!) we had both pretty much come to the conclusion that this was probably the right thing at the right time.

Needless to say Chris is ecstatic to have a truck. He already has a list of things that he will work on (over time of course, I do need to remind him occasionally). It is surprising that he got a truck this soon, especially since it was just Christmas that I made an "official" TRUCK FUND sign for his huge change jar. I will have to let Chris add all the nitty gritty details about the car. I can remember this much--it's a 1990 Toyota (pre-Tacoma), V-6, cab-and-a-half...I think that is about all I know. Oh, that and it fits my double jogging stroller in the back so we can conveniently throw it in the back and go for a jog on the Provo River Trail--which we did Wednesday night and it was fabulous! Chris definitely knows how to appeal to me since we now can haul my motherload of a stroller!
This is serious business.
No, actually it's pretty funny. (Except the part when they keep honking the horn...that gets old REALLY fast.)

The Many Faces of Cooper

Cute...
and SO silly! His favorites lately are putting his shoes on (if the front door is open he is out the door in a flash). He loves putting stuff around his neck (I know, scary strangulation hazard), from my key chain lanyard to Ian's belts to his new Home Depot apron. He is such a funny but endearing kid. He loves to cuddle and will just stop playing sometimes and come over to say hi. Warms our hearts! Can't get enough of this cute kid!

Yummy Breakfast

Chris and I have been doing better overall taking turns letting the other sleep in (really, we should just go to bed earlier!). The other morning this is what I woke up to. Chris had experimented with a homemade peach-raspberry-strawberry syrup which was delicious. I don't even prefer pancakes, but this definitely made them worth eating! I am so lucky to have a good husband who takes such good care of me (and my stomach)!

3.14.2009

Rex Lee 5K



Rex Lee Run was today--I'll add captions later but here are the pics! We had a great time and it was so fun to have so many family members there.

Some of Jenny's favorites


Dilbert!