This morning’s run was four miles, Lady J and I are planning to push it to a 10K this Wednesday, after all I have a half marathon in five weeks and her first 10K is coming up in May. Plus we know a route now! *smile*
In other running news, Diana or Running Chick in an Orange Hat who was the first running blog I followed is published in Runner’s World. How Cool is that?! Yeah, she’s bad.
Not much news in Running Stitch land, getting caught up on my blogs after this weekend, updating Heart and Sole website with run statistics, and chasing Mr. Moo around. He’s learned to open drawers and throw things from the drawers at the same time. Fun.
In crafting news, another Month of Softies passes me by. Next Month! But I did enjoy re-reading Alice in Wonderland. I promise myself.
Well, the first Annual Heart and Sole Run is over! And it went great! Very smooth, and it looks like, we ended up in the black, which I had hoped for, but our financial team had told me would probably not happen!
Go Kiwanis Go!
We had 62 runner show up, and for the first run with only six weeks of advertising, I thought it went amazingly well!!
My sister took this picture of The Man (turned away from you) Lady J (in hat and red Heart’n Sole shirt) Me, with my back to the camera in a yellow hat and off to the left in a green troll shirt is the Queen Bee.
And of course Mr. Moo, who beat his dad by several seconds
so with that under my belt, I should write that paper due tomorrow in class. If you are my professor, I’m totally kidding, OF COURSE! I have it done!
My mom gave me this journal for Mr. Moo’s first birthday. She also gave me the Willow figure pictured on the cover. When I was younger (ack! did I say that!) I loved journals. I loved cutting out pictures and pasting them inside, finding witty sayings and quotes to add to my thoughts and observations.
I still look at those journals now and again for inspiration. However I have a hard time starting a new one. I mean, you can’t link to anything! I’m such a blog junkie I love being able to direct people to site, pictures, or other points of interest.
The idea of course is to start a journal for Mr. Moo to read at some point. A friend of mine did that with her daughtes and they really liked it. I tried when I was pregnant but I just didn’t have the follow through.
I’d love to write in it though, Dear baby, I love the way you smell after a bath, and the way your hair is all staticky after your nap. I love the way you giggle when I kiss your baby neck and I love that you want to play on the keyboard with me, and when you get frustrated you pound on your keyboard as if to say….see what is the big deal? Then you crawl between me and the keyboard as if to say ‘HELLLOOOOO!”
And then I have to stop what I’m doing and pick you up and snuggle you and tickle your legs till you laugh and forgive me.
Well almost….can it be? Wow I don’t think I’ve gone a day without posting since I became a blog addict!
Anyway, I’ve been beating my head against the wall trying to get my wordpress acount to bend to my will. It is soooooo not working. So I’ve been updating my sister’s blog, because blogger is my friend…for now.
On a GREAT NOTE! The t-shirts are here, and I’m really pleased with them.
I see tomorrow being a day of running around getting ready for the run so instead I will direct you to my sister’s site.
She has a powerful post for illustration Friday, the topic is sorrow and her picture is a tribute to my Late grandfather.
Hello, to all my fans, I just want to say GOOD MORNING WASHINGTON….
Wait a minute! This is what I eat?!
I love my new shoes…they are so fun to play with, and chew on, mama keeps putting them on my feet, she is so silly!
Woohoo! My shoes arrived yesterday…I’m so excited. It was a little nerve racking ordering them online but they are perfect …living up to supernova status!
Had a great four miler yesterday, last run for the week, Lady J, Queen bee and I decided to walk Friday morning as a treat for all the stress we are going through on Saturday.
I’m struggling with WordPress this morning, hoping to move my blog there by next week, but I’m not the tech geek that I want to be, so it is a struggle.
Now I’m off to check me some blogs, and the put on my new shoes and go get firewood…because it is brrrrrrr here.
Still having quilt about not accomplishing set goals of sewing Flying Pig together, but I’m busy here! As we race towards the 26th of February and the Heart and Sole Run.
I got the idea from the Pajama Party Quilt that I made out of old pajamas. I used the same here, adding some of my cousin’s in. Then I had my siblings and cousin send me photocopies of their hands which I traced to make the wreath.
Well I still have everyone’s blogs to visit…oh yeah and the dishes to do.
My hilarious husband is in rare form today. Check out today’s post.
Yesterday was story time a the local Library. Moo LOVES storytime. There is singing, and dancing, shaking of red rattle eggs and reading of books. There are noses and ears to touch, that one doesn’t see everyday, and there is always someone littler to push out of their Mama’s lap so that you can try it out.
“Look I have two of the red rattle eggs….hmmm you have another one.”
MOo: “Look, StoryLady, a red rattle egg! Let me get really close to your eye so you can see it better!”
StoryLady: “Thank you Thomas, could you get off my foot?”
And now for something completely different. ….
A website.
That’s right. Thanks to The Man, the Heart and Sole run now has a place on the web.
Yes. I realize the run is Saturday. But it is all about longevity people, it is about next year, it is about advertising all year instead of just from January to February, and it is about being married to someone who puts up with your crazy plans and supports you through them and builds a website three days before the run.
That is why. We. Love. The.Man.
(and yes, I could have used more italics, but I chose not to.)
Note to self:
Do not leave eleven year old in charge of your son, especially when her favorite new word is “transgenderedâ€, because you may return to find that your son has “grown” body parts.
And then you will be forced to post this picture where she looks exactly like Kasmira did at her age…
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