December!!

Where has the month gone?? Between my birthday, vacation to Pittsburgh, Christmas and now New Years, this month has flown by! What an eventful month, to say the least.

Turning 30 was really no big deal. Just an excuse to get together with my girlies and have a good time. Now, the trip to Pittsburgh...THAT was a big deal. And again, a huge thank you to Monique and Brent for thinking of us and extending the most awesome gift to us. I will seriously never forget it! The trip was a blast. Max and I had never really had a real vacation before. I mean, moving to Florida together was pretty much an extended vacation, and our road trip to Savannah, GA was really stupid, so a real vacation was much needed and very much appreciated.

Our flight there was delayed two hours. Why? Oh, a flight attendant for a flight before ours was running late. But she sure did have time to stop for coffee on her way in. You should have seen the death-ray looks those people flying to Philly were shooting her when she finally arrived, with no urgency in her step, and with her grande latte. Seriously? Skeezer. Anywhoot, Pittsburgh was amazing. The snow was beautiful, the cold weather was awesome and the game. THE GAME! Oh my. I know my pals aren't as big of football fans as I am, so I will spare the details, but that game was the most awesome game we could have ever asked to see live. Simply Amazing. We had a wonderful, amazing and spectactular trip, but we were happy to get back to the baby. I missed her so much. During a dinner phone call I made to my mom, I completely broke down in tears! She was in the background talking and saying "hiii" and I just couldn't stop myself from crying. I knew then, that we were ready to go home. I missed her so much!

Christmas was good. Lola got her big-girl canopy princess bed! She loves it. She also got puzzles, art supplies, fingerpaints, markers, coloring books, play-doh, 3 baby dolls, clothes, a table and chairs, dish sets, pajamas, alphabet toys, bath toys, toys that make LOTS of noise, blocks, etc., etc. Since she racked up the gifts, I was able to purge her old toys and clothes and get everything into boxes and bags to take to Goodwill. All I know is that with all of the donations I've made this year, my tax return will be nice! Actually, I really don't know how the whole charity-deduction thing works, but I have about 10 receipts for all of the donations I've made! Yay. It feels good to get rid of stuff. And I always feel really good about donating. It makes me happy.

So, on to the new year. Haven't compiled a list yet of things I hope to accomplish, but it is coming soon! Because, who doesn't love a good list??

Halloween Ideas, Part Deux

So, following Kerry's idea of a New Jersey Housewives Halloween, I've thought of another possible theme for next Halloween. And I am completely serious about this. We MUST get on this and make it happen in 2010. I know, I know. Stuff comes up and planning something a week in advance often fall through, so, planning something 1 whole year in advance?! Say what?? But, with that being said, I really do want to try to make this work. If not either of these ideas, then something else that is at the same level of awesome. So, my idea? Here we go:

Yes, that's right! 90210 Halloween! We can do this! For seers. Now, I know there's only really 4 main girls, Brenda, Kelly, Donna & Andrea. But, we can throw in some Valerie and maybe some other gals (Emily Valentine!?) to accommodate all of us. I doubt any of the guys would really go there, but this is just for fun.

I'm really digging these outfits. It's something that we can pull off. Simple enough.

And this little snipet of fashion is great. Monique, I totally want to see you in a backless black one piece bathing suit and some jean shorts.

I'm also digging these looks. Totally 90's. Bringing back the tie and button-up. High waisted denims, yes please.

So, there you have it. Another idea to ponder for the next 10 months.

Giving Thanks

This Thanksgiving was spent in Arkansas, visiting my dad, step-mom. step-sister and my aunt and uncle. This is the third trip we have taken with Lola up to Little Rock, and once again, it was a grand time. She did so good on the trip! Specifically, on the car ride. She's usually pretty good on car rides, but we were a little worried since she is a full-fledged toddler now and is always on the move. She had enough toys back there to occupy her between her little cat-naps. We left on Wednesday morning, and unfortunately for me, I was sick as a dog! I don't know what hit me, but waking up on Wednesday morning was awful. I quickly took some Day-Quil and Advil to get rid of the killer headache and wrapped myself up in my scarf and jacket and grabbed my pillow and slept! Thankfully, the little one was tired too because I got a good amount of sleep in, which rejuvenated me, for the most part. I was still pretty cruddy when we got there, but I put my game face on and stayed up and socialized with the family. By the time 8:00 pm rolled around, I was so ready to crawl in bed. Got some OJ, ate about 4 oranges, drank some Severe Cold/Flu Theraflu and it was off to bed. Man, I sweated something fierce that night! Woke up soaked and feeling oh so horrible on Thanksgiving morn. Max took the baby and went out and chatted with the family while I took some more medicine in hopes of breaking my fever. Two hours & a shower later, I was good to go! I guess I just needed some rest and a good sweat. Felt better in time to head over to my Aunt's house. She is a fabulous cook! It felt like my grandma was in that kitchen. Got to see my cousin, who is home from Berkeley, with his fiancee. He is one super smart kid! Currently in the Astro-Physics PhD program. Nice. Anyway, between Lola's obsession with running up and down the stairs, her overwhelming need to go play outside on the deck (in 30 degree weather), her lack of an appetite, and my medicine head and lack of appetite, I really didn't get to sit down and enjoy Thanksgiving dinner. Boo. It was good...what I was able to taste at least. I did get to enjoy my Aunt's famous Chocolate Cheesecake, however. That thing was a hit! Friday, I finally started to feel better and I was able to actually enjoy some leftovers. We played a whole lotta Scrabble, Dad took a whole lotta pictures, and Lola played her little heart out. All in all, it was a blast. Watched a lot of football, too! All the makings of a perfect little Thanksgiving in Arkansas.

My Lists

Thirty is right around the corner. I have been anticipating 30 for a few years now. I have never dreaded turning 30, like so many women do. I've actually looked forward to it. Call it, a new beginning, the next chapter, or just embracing growing older - but I am really excited. I feel that our thirties are, by far, the best years of our lives. For me, my twenties were a time of just not knowing. Not knowing what I wanted, who I was, why I was here, who my friends were, what to do with my life. My twenties were a time of figuring all of that out. I cannot remember all of the times I questioned my beliefs, my ideals, my decisions, and mostly myself. I feel like, finally, after everything that I have done, gone through and perservered through, I am at a stage in my life where (almost) everything feels right. *Almost* just because I still haven't figured out what I want to do - career wise. But I digress...

Found this list on a girly website and thought it was pretty great.
30 things women should know how to do by the time they're 30:

1) Hard boil an egg - Um, who doesn't know how to hard boil an egg?
2) Diplomatically tell Mom to butt out - Got this one when I was about 21
3) Ace a job interview - Thankfully I have...a few times.
4) Ask a man out - It's not as hard as it seems.
5) Send a thoughtful thank you note - Or...thank you email.
6) Listen to a friend in need - I like to think that I have a time or two.
7) Ask for help - Still working on this one, getting better though.
8) Effectively end an unhealthy relationship (romantic or platonic in nature) - Check!
9) Beautifully wrap a gift - Err, my gifts look like a 5 year old with no hands wrapped them.
10) Say "no" gracefully - Sure have.
11) Whip up a great dinner with the 5 items in her fridge - Definitely.
12) Forget pleasing him, by 30 a woman should be able to tell a man exactly how to please her - Check.
13) Sew a button - Not very well, but I have sewn a button a few times.
14) Mix a kick-ass cocktail - Hellz yeah, I used to be a "mixologist", yo.
15) Take off her bra without removing her shirt - Perfected in my teens.
16) Apply lip gloss in the dark - Again, perfected in my teens.
17) Balance her checkbook - YES.
18) Create a budget -For sure.
19) Find the best deal - Always.
20) Negotiate a salary and/or raise - Still needs some work, but I think I can do it.
21) Read a map - I'm a fantastic navigator.
22) Hail a cab - Successfully. Although, never in NY or anything.
23) Say something in French just for the hell of it - "ou sont les ouefs"
24) Apologize when she's wrong - I'm wrong a lot, so this was checked off in the early 20's.
25) Dress for her body type - Could still use a little guidance, but for the most part, yes.
26) Change a flat (or know whom to call to come change it) - OnStar is the best.
27) Spot a fake (handbag, diamond, potential friend...) - Oh yeah.
28) Feign interest - Gracefully.
29) Know what to tip on a $25 dinner bill - I can thank my waitressing experience for this one.
30) Hold a baby - Um yeah, got this one.


Now here is my list for things I hope to accomplish by my 40th: (Thinking ahead a little? Maybe.)

1) Buy a house
2) Go on a vacation out of the country
3) Watch Lola dance/sing/act on a stage
4) Save $10,000 just because
5) Complete my credit repair and have impeccable credit once again
6) Run a full marathon
7) Go scuba diving
8) Go rock climbing
9) MS150
10) Teach Lola to ride a bike
11) Find a career/job where I am happy and fulfilled*
12) Have a research article published in a Historical journal
13) Join a historical society
14) Join Lola's PTA
15) See the Steelers play at Heinz Field
16) See the Red Sox play at Fenway
17) Take Lola to Disney World
18) Kayak
19) Go to Sea World
20) Go to the Opera
21) Go on a road-trip with the girls
22) See my besties get married
23) See my my besties have babies!
*This is actually more like #1 on my list right now*

This is just starting point. I am sure as I get older, things will be added to that list. All I know is that I am ready to start this new chapter in my life. I have accomplished some major things in my 29 years on this planet and I am looking forward to the next 10 years to be rewarding and fulfilling. BRING IT 30, BRING IT!

Daylight

Man, this daylight savings time thing has really interfered with my normal routine this year. I have been so tired as of late, it's ridiculous. I get 8-9 hours of sleep per night. When I get home, I am exhausted! I don't want to do anything, let alone clean, prepare dinner, or exercise. I'll probably get back on track next week, but this week I am just allowing myself the time to relax and adjust to the time change and the fact that it gets dark by 6:00 pm. That is killing me. I usually leave to go to the park at about 6:45, and by that time, it feels like it's 10:00 pm outside!

I'm just venting. I think I needed a break anyway. I know by the weekend, I will be ready to get back out there. This is the time I will need to run the most! With the holidays and all of the consumption that the holidays bring, exercise definitely needs to be in the mix. And not to mention the Marathon in January. C'mon brain, c'mon body - - time to get motivated again.

Results

Hallo -

I hope everyone had a wodnerful & spooktacular Halloween 2009. We had a good one. Didn't go trick-r-treating as planned, but that's okay. It's not like the lil' one knew any different! She did get to eat some Junior Mints, though. She loved it. And, man, Junior Mints or yumm-O!

So, official race results - 1:07:00 - that's 67 minutes, folks. A personal best. And I beat my mom's time of 74 minutes. Whoo-hoo! In my age group (24-29), I placed 23rd out of 38. I'm very proud of my time. And I'm very proud of Monique's time! Her first race and she did an oustanding job. The course got pretty rough for about a 1/2 mile - HUGE rocks to avoid. I'm very proud of Mo for participating in her first race. Hopefully she will go with me more often! Haha. And she won a door prize. Yep, a pair of XL socks. harhar!!

So, my goals for November are to increase my mileage to 10 miles. If I can get to 10 miles, then I know I will be ready for the half-marathon in January. I don't have any races lined up just yet, but I think I will try to find one. I know there is a Turkey Trot on Turkey Day, but we will be in Arkansas visiting the padre. But, if I can find another 10K, I hope to beat my time by at least 5 minutes! Whoop, there it is.

New Pics

I know most of you (all three of you who read this!) have already seen these pics, but I just wanted to post them on here for fun! And these are kind of old, need to upload some new ones of my curly-headed babyface! Yes, it's true - her head is full of curls! Max has curly hair, as does my mom, brother AND dad. I know lots of kiddos get curly hair and it goes straight, but I do believe Lola will have better hair than her mother. Good for her!

We cut her bangs!

This is her Camo hat!

Her and Paw-Paw.

This is her mean-face.

Her sweet face.

That's it for now. I'll have to get those new, updated pics up here soon. She just keeps getting cuter and cuter!!

6's

So, it's been a crazy couple of weeks. After the move and dealing with all of the crap that moving entails, it's finally starting to get back to normal around the house. Almost. We still have a set of boxes to unpack and still some organizing and cleaning to do, but for the most part, the house is starting to come together.

Got the running back on track last week, which felt nice. Throw in some nice Houston weather and it was amazing. Did my fastest 6-miler on Saturday morning, not as cool of a morning that I was hoping for, but still nice. Completed 6.35 miles in 69 minutes. I hope I can re-create that time this weekend at the Monster Mash 10K. Ultimately my goal is to beat my mom's 10K time of 72 minutes that she did this weekend. She will be there to cheer on me & Monique, but she's not running this one. But, I do totally want to beat her time so I can brag! I'm excited about that.

I also realized that my times are much better when I run at night. I guess the sun really puts a damper on my morning runs. I think I feel more energized in the evening than so in the AM. I only wish they held races at night. That would be sweet.

Sicko

So, after about 2 weeks of feeling like crapola, I am finally starting to feel better. Got some antibiotics to take care of the nasty bacterial infection in my chest/throat, and besides a little bit of GI issues from the antibiotics, I am almost back to normal! It sucks being sick when having to stress about moving, packing, bathroom remodel that didn't finish on time, no hot water in the house, etc, etc. The silver lining is that we are all moved in to the "new" house. Unpacked? That's another story. Max won't let me hang anything on the walls because he says they're old and any screws/nails/thumb tacks that I may put in could fall on the floor and Lola could eat them. Yes, his exact words. So...I am at his mercy when it comes to getting everything done. And he's pretty busy at work, making a certain someone's wedding cake! So, hopefully after he is done being a baker man, he will get on the next project of getting the house up to par.

All I know is that I am going to save as much money as possible in order to save up for a house so when we move again, it will be for GOOD. I am so over this renting stuff. I mean, it has it's perks. Not tied to any one area, the whole new-ness thing, oh, and not having to come up with thousands of dollars for a down payment! But, I know that it is best for us, in the end, and I will be much happier and content when I can say that I am a full-fledged home-owner. And just in case you didn't know, that is the ONLY reason we decided to move to this, my grandmother's rental house. It still needs tons of work...the bathroom was just the beginning. Is it sad that I am already looking forward to moving out!? Haha. In due time...

And now that I am feeling better and that we are done with the move, AND we have hot water, I will be making a trip out to Memorial again to start to prepare for my 10K coming up in 17 days. Went on Saturday with the nice, brisk weather. It was a GREAT run. I absolutely love running in cold weather. So, Saturday was a breeze (pardon the pun). 4.5 miles, 47 minutes...good stuff.

Oooohh, and another thing - I'm getting my hair colored on Thursday! Yay. It's seriously been way too long. I need to keep this whole keeping up with my hair-color on my to-do list. So it gets done more than once every 6 months. That's just redonk.

Toddler-dom

So, after this weekend, I can say that I truly feel like the mother of a toddler. Friday & Saturday, while Max was at the new house, painting and finishing the floors, me and Lola spent some valued mommy & baby time together. Friday, I got home at around 5:00, and since it was somewhat nice outside, I decided to get on my running clothes and head out to Memorial. I haven't taken Lola for a run in quite some time. Mainly because she can't seem to sit still for the 30 minutes it takes me to round the track and she starts screaming halfway through the run. I just feel bad for her, being locked in the stroller and feeling miserable. I am going to try, try, try to get her to like it again. So, instead of going around the track we visited the little playground there. It is a really cool playground, and she absolutely loved it. Of course, it was full of older kids, so she was kind of banished to the little slide and climbing through one of the tunnels. She had a blast, though. She loved the slide! And then we went to the swings and she swang until her eyes started getting droopy - it was almost bedtime. So, back to the house for dinner and a bath. She was a perfect angel for me all evening. I love those nights - no fussiness, just a bunch of cuddles and smiles.

Saturday, we had a huge day planned. I woke up at 5:00 AM and headed out for a run. Then, it was back to Lola. We had breakfast with Daddy and then he was off to Home Depot and the other house. She fought taking a nap, while running around the house with her blankie. She watched cartoons, watched me (and kind of helped) with some packing. And then it was time to go to Gymboree for a gym class! We ventured over to Gymboree a time before for a toddler music class. She enjoyed it, for about 15 minutes and then all she wanted to do was run around and play. So, I figured, okay, may be a bit active to sit down in a circle for 45 minutes and listen to direction. They offer gym classes, with early gymnastic-type activities. Focuses on balance, coordination, etc. They have balance beams, bars, mats, slides, tunnels. SO...off to the bank, stopped by to see Daddy and then headed over to Gymboree. Well, by the time we got there, she was fast asleep. She woke up at 6 AM, and did not take a nap, which was highly needed by 11:30 am. I was hoping that she would get a few z's in prior to the class, just so she wouldn't be a jerk, but nope. I just couldn't bear to wake her from her slumber upon arrival. It was a trial class, so I figured that I would just re-schedule for a few weeks later. Then we headed over to my mom's house to drop off a few boxes of baby items that we may need again one day. I took the long route, through Alief (ack!), to allow her some more sleepy time. I think she appreciated it. She was a happy baby when she awoke and we were at Granma's house. She ate lunch, played with the dog and ran around for a while. Then we headed back home and stopped by the grocery store. We stole a few balloons from a Mexican Food display, and darted out of there. Back to the house and she finally went down for a good nap in her bed. After her nap, it was back to running around, and me chasing her. Finshed about 4 loads of laundry, cleaned the kitchen, got dinner ready, packed a few more boxes and got to sit down for about 10 minutes.

All in all, it was a great weekend. By the end of Saturday night, I was completely drained. I finally got to relax after she went to bed, and I said to myself, "So this is what having a toddler is all about."

Sunday, we woke up and did it all over again.

Hall-O

Here are a few beginning costume ideas for the munchkin - and just a note - it makes it really difficult to decide on a costume when your offspring will absolutely NOT wear anything on their head. So, I guess I need to go with something a) hatless or b) where you still "get it" even if the hat is missing. Oh, Lola...

Too bad I love this one the most! It may be too hot for a (most likely) 80 degree Halloween, though.

Makin' A Difference

Finished this month's 5K with my best time so far. I looked to see what my last official time was and it was 33:49. I beat it with 32:10 minutes. Not my intended goal, but I guess that's okay. It was a small race, so the race wasn't "chipped", or officially timed. There were no place awards, either. Although, I am pretty sure I was the 4th woman to finish. Since the race was so small (about 75 runners at best), it was pretty easy to keep track of the few women who were running. So, if I counted correctly, there were only 3 women who finished ahead of me. Most of the people were walkers, so that's not really saying much!



Now it is time to start preparing for the upcoming Halloween Monster Mash 10K. It is on Halloween morning and I am very excited about it. It will be my first 10K ever! I am trying really hard to convince Max to come with me. I think it would be fun for him and Lola to stroll around and maybe even participate in the small race. We will see.



Speaking of Halloween, I am so excited about this year! Lola is walking and she will be able to go to a few houses to get her trick-or-treat on! We haven't decided yet what she will dress up as, but it's going to be cute whatever it is. I love this time of year! Time to decorate for Fall!

I'm a Slave

Okay, okay, I totally slacked this week! Monday was a definite no-go, as I was still at about 75% recovered from Sunday's hangover. Tuesday, it was raining. BUT, I did get out to Memorial on Wednesday night! It was fabulous outside, I couldn't have asked for better weather OR a better parking space. Did 4 miles, and I felt great! As previously mentioned, I will slowly increase that daily mileage so I can condition for the half-marathon. October will see many 6 & 7 milers.

Make A Difference 5K is tomorrow morning in The Meadows. The Meadows is a neighborhood right down the street from where I grew up. All proceeds are going to the little church/school in the neighborhood so they can build a new gymnasium and tennis court. It is their 1st 5K, so I doubt a lot of people will be running. Probably a lot of kiddos in the kids' 1K race, though. So, I will be waking up at 5:00 AM, grabbing Lola and heading to my mom's house. She never misses a chance to see her little grandbaby. She's going to go with me to the race, but she's not racing this one. She's gonna play with Lola while I run my butt off to try to place! Haha. I don't think that will happen, but seeing as how there won't be many people in the race to begin with, there is a slight possibility of me placing in my age group. That would be fun! I'm looking forward to the race and I am excited to get out to Memorial tonight for a short/easy run.

And just a note...I was totally planning on going out to the park last night, but ohmigod television. I can't wait until we move and we have our ATT U-Verse, where we can record up to FOUR shows at the same time. Ha! No, I currently do not own/or use a DVR. U-Verse will change that, though! That way, I won't have any excuses to not go do something...like exercise. Yeah, so FlashForward. My new favorite show, it was so good. I hope it does well and they don't end up cancelling it! I love it.

Oh man...

What a weekend! I am still not 100%, I guess that's what happens when you get older - the hangovers tend to last a little bit too long. Saturday was obviously a blast! Good times with some good ladies. Sunday, I was feeling the pain, though. Today is a lot better, but I still need a good nights rest before I am up to par again. So, no running for me yesterday or today. I will hit the track on Tuesday with a vengance. After all, my next 5K is this Saturday morning!

Went to Memorial on Saturday morning, though. Ran 4 miles. It was a good run. 40 minutes - not too bad. I am going to try to run at my race pace this week to get ready for the race on Saturday. And, I think it's time for me to do 4-miles on the regs. No more three milers for me. Pretty soon maybe I can make 6 miles a regular thing! So, will update after my run on Tuesday. I really want to go tonight, but my body is screaming, "NO!! Please let me recover."

And, on that note, I don't think I will be partying it up like I did on Saturday for a long time to come...if ever again. The after effect is just not something I can deal with. Especially since Lola requires taking care of, a massive hangover just won't fit into my schedule any longer. Liquor and I broke up yesterday. I won't be seeing him anymore.

Four

Day four! I think I'm getting into the swing of this whole blogging thing. For now, at least.

Update on my run: Memorial last night. Sensor was working again! Yay. Ran 3.15 miles, 34 minutes. I felt very, I guess the right word is, heavy last night. I don't know what it was. My legs just felt like cement. It was weird. But, guess what!? No side stitches last night! I drank my Superpump before leaving the house, allowing the drive time for it to digest. And I also concentrated on my breathing during the run. That and my posture. It was a good run, except for the cement-legs. It was a nice night, lots of people out on the track. I cannot wait for cooler weather. I love running in cold/cool weather. It's the best feeling. And it always reminds me of Chicago. Oh, how I miss Chicago. I need to go back there. Maybe I can sign up for next year's Chicago Rock n' Roll Half Marathon. I will add that to my list of things to do in 2010.

Since we are in the midst of moving residences, I am in full "I want to buy everything new" mode. We are planning on buying a new living room shortly after we move in and get settled. There are a few different options that we are looking into. Rooms To Go has some pretty nice sets, as does Gallery Furniture. We will probably go take a look at Star and Ashley Furniture soon as well. I do know that I will be returning to Target to buy more drapes and other decorative stuff. I think the bathroom is almost done. I am excited to see the remodel complete. I hope it's nice.

So, to go along with my hott chaise in yesterday's blog, these are the new beds I'm looking at:

I think the first one is my fave. I love the intricacy of the design.

Off

So, I always feel a little bit guilty when I don't run. Although every article about running I've stumbled upon insists that you don't run every single day. I just feel like I should have been out there, running. Oh well. I took yesterday off. There are some days that I get home from work and play with Lola and get her fed and ready for bed, that I don't feel like I've even said hello to Max. I try to make an effort to make sure we sit down together as a family, at least once a week. It's been a pretty busy month so far, and I think it's just going to get busier until after we move. So, we went to our fave, Jason's Deli for our family dinner last night. We seriously frequent Jason's Deli and are usually there at least once a week. But, we hadn't been in at least 2 weeks, so I figured it would be a good easy dinner. And let me just say, next time we go, Lola is getting a whole plate of peas. I always get her a little bit of a variety from the salad bar - - cottage cheese, fruit, mushrooms, peas, pasta, tomatoes. I think there were about 10 peas on her plate, and she went directly for them, and popped them all into her mouth immediately. This girl loves her peas! After dinner and getting Lola home and in the bath and down to bed, I was off to watch The Time Travelers Wife. Disappointing. But, I won't get into that...again.

Today my legs aren't sore and I am ready to get to Memorial this evening. A day of rest was good! I hope my sensor starts working again. I didn't have time to go get a new one, dang it!

And, this is completely off the subject, but I lovelovelove this, and I think it will look great in our new deep purple/aubergine hued bedroom:

Sensory

Yes, day two of updates! My groin is sore. Wah-wah. Got to Memorial last night and was roaring to get started. My dang Nike+ sensor wouldn't work! I bought some new Adidas a few weeks ago, which of course, don't have the Nike+ sensor inside the shoe. But, they make these "holders" that tie onto your shoe, so you can wear whichever shoe you please and stil utilize the Nike+ program. It's worked fine up until last night. I don't know, maybe it's dead. I'm going to try again tonight, and then if it's still dead, then off to Best Buy to get a link/bracelet type thing to use instead.

This Nike+ is really great. Since starting using it back in May, it really has motivated me and kept me excited about my runs. If you don't know about it, it is a program that links to your Ipod and you shoe. You place the sensor into the sole of the shoe, and you have a receiver that attaches to your Ipod. Simply download the program onto the Ipod and you are ready to go. It tracks your distance, time, calories, and each workout. It's GREAT. I love it! You can customize your workouts by either distance, time or calories burned, or just a general workout. After your workout, you sync it with your computer, and it stores all of your workouts on the website. It uses graphs, and you can set goals for yourself and keep track of how many total miles you have completed. Me - since May, I have run 160 miles! Woot. Oh, it also tracks your pace and allows you to see where you are strongest in your run and where you lag. It's pretty neat stuff. If you're into running and tracking progress, it's a great tool and I highly recommend.

So, last night's run was good. Went my alternate route to find parking and found a spot immediately. Good stuff. Since my sensor wasn't working, I'm not sure how long my 3-miler was, but I felt good and I think I probably finished in about 32-33 minutes. Ran the first 1.5 non-stop. My biggest problem is side stitches. I could keep running if it weren't for those damn stitches. I know it's probably because I down my Superpump before my run. I think I will try to drink 30 minutes before starting the run. So, after 1.5, had to stop to nurse my cramps/stitches. Started back up and probably ran another .75 before I had to stop again. Walk/jogged the rest of the way; finished the last .25 in a sprint. I need to start some speed training! Sprinting is fun.

New Goals:
Drink Superpump 30 minutes before starting my run. Hopefully will help alleviate side stitches.
Download a speed training workout to use for my Friday run.
Fix Nike+ sensor or buy new one.
Run 6.5 miles Saturday morning.
Run Memorial in 31 minutes.
Finish 5K (09/26/09) in 30 minutes.

Accountability

Maybe I should save that title for a serious blog. Accountability is a heavy subject, and I could ramble on about it for quite a while. But, I'm not in that serious of a mood, so the accountability we are speaking of here, is my own. I've noticed that when I write about my accomplishments, or talk about them, I feel better...der. Doesn't everybody? I just know that when I squeeze in a new entry into one of my three calendars I keep, I feel so dang good writing, "Memorial Run, X miles". So, I thought, "Hey, I got a blog, so get to blogging about it." And this ties in with my previous blog about getting back to bringing it. So here goes --

Last night went to Memorial after a week-long hiatus. Between Lola being super sick, and Max being on vacation and taking his time to work on the new house, and then me getting sick, last week was a bad week for even thinking about getting out for a run. So, I promised myself that this week would be a great week. Lola is all better, Max is on his normal schedule, which of course, means that I am on a normal schedule, as well. Got home, ate some basmati rice - 2 cups, and a little bit of protein. Ate fruit and oatmeal for breakfast, so I was pretty hungry by the time I got home. The rice gave me some good carbs and energy. By 7:00 pm, after Lola was in bed, I was ready to go. Got my Superpump and headed out. The day was overcast, kind of wet, with showers here and there. Took me a good 20 minutes to find parking! I was pretty irritated by the time I actually got out of my car. I always tell myself that I should go a different way because I just know I won't get a spot by the tennis courts. But, I never listen to myself and end up sitting in a line of traffic, 10 cars deep. Anywhoot, got out of the car, did a little bit of light stretching and headed off. Dude! There was a COLD breeze. Yep, not cool, but cold! I shivered. Okay, it was probably just cool, but it was nice. So, yeah, good run for mile 1, kept a constant 9-minute pace. By mile 2, I had to slow it down a bit. I think my pace went up to about 11/12-minute. Ugh. Did I mention I still have a cough/congestion? That, plus the fact that I didn't run for a week slowed me down. So, finished mile 3 in about 33 minutes, which is pretty regular, I suppose. Pushing for a regular/slow time of between 31 & 33 minutes.

I have a 5K in two weeks, so I will be training to beat my last 5K time of 31 minutes. I'm hoping for 30 minutes! I want to finish my 10K in 60 minutes at the end of October. And then, finish the half in 2.5 hours. Those are the goals, folks!

Time to Bring It!

Okay, so I know I've been telling myself this for well over a year, but seriously, it's nigh time for me to get up off my lazy arse and get to taking off this weight. I've been pretty good for the last few months, although I am never too hard on myself for indulging in anything sweet or salty or just plain bad for me. I don't have any excuses left! It's been 15 months since I gave birth and I am tired of loathing the way I look in the mirror and/or pictures. I mean, it's not a constant loathe, just an occassional "o.m.g., fat ass!" I don't understand, I love running - it's actually more of a hobby than a workout. But, it's like I do real well for 2 or 3 weeks and I start seeing results and then something comes up and I get off track a bit and I seem to ruin it all.

Gah-Damn...carrot cake is so good, and my newest object of the crave. But, enough already! I've had you, and I can have you again when the time is right. I think it's time we take a break...

I was so hoping that by this time I would be done with trying to get the weight off. But, I could have worked a lot harder.

So, this is my kick in the butt - my motivation to get off at least a few inches/pounds in the next few months. I don't want to run the half-marathon feeling my ass jiggle! I want 2010 to be a great year. I'll be 30 in December, and I hope that by the time my birthday comes around, I will be in a better place. I want to start the new year right and not have to constantly battle myself to lose weight. Everything else in life is in order, so now it's time to bring sexy back.

(Yes, I am already thinking of 2010, the new year and the holidays...so sue me).

Lo & Behold

This blog is dedicated to Lola. It's my free reign to brag on and laugh about my little monster. She is 14 months now, I guess that technically makes her a toddler. She has been walking since a few days after her birthday and she is really getting around now. If we do not put the baby gate up in time, she is ripping through the house, running around and trying to do everything she's not supposed to be doing. Her favorite spots are of course, the two spots toddlers or children should never be - the kitchen and the bathroom! Luckily, our house is small enough to where she's actually never out of our sight. But, she tries...oh, does she try. I guess because we are constantly telling her no and pulling her away from certain areas that she gravitates towards them whenever she has a chance. It's so fun to chase her around and listen to her babbling. She is always "talking". They tell us at day care that she talks to anyone who will listen. And it's so funny and cute because she makes this little gesture with her hands, where she throws them up, as if to say, "I just don't know." We carry on conversations like this at least 10 times a day.

I know every mother says this, but I really think Lola is the nicest and sweetest baby ever! She waves at and says "hi" to anyone who passes her or looks at her. Walking into day care every morning, she waves and says hi to the old lady volunteer, and then to other parents who are walking out, and then she stops at the first room with the babies and peeks her head in and waves to the teachers there. Once she gets to her room, she laughs and runs and plays with her little friends. It's really the cutest thing. And, apparently, she has no "stranger fear", as anyone who baby-talks her, is instantly her new best friend and she is holding out her arms for a hug or a pick-up. Also, her new thing at day care is waking up every other child in her class from their naps. Since she is usually always the first to wake, she goes through and pats the other children on their backs until they awaken. AND, one more thing she does at day care - she tries to eat the other kids food if they are not finished by the time she is. Meaning, she will scarf down her lunch and try to grab the other kids lunch as well. She is by no means a fat baby! But, damn does she like to eat! You offer her 3 animal crackers, she will take all 3 and stuff them in her mouth and expect you to give her more right away. She does this with practically everything. Made her tater tots the other night - 2 in the mouth (that's all that would fit), and fisting about 3 more, waiting for more room in her mouth. It's great.

It's still amazing to me how much they learn and process during these early years. She goes and grabs her shoes and tries to put them on; she points at her nose (nooo), eyes (ei) and hair (haaa) and can kind of say what each of them are; she can't get enough of the dogs - always laughing and screaming "DOG!" every time she sees them; she can dance, too! You ask her to dance and she will smile and shuffle her feet and turn around in a circle.

These are some great times. I am going to miss them when she is older, and I am cherishing every moment I can with her. She really is the best thing to ever happen to me.

More of the same

I am happy to report that things are looking up in my world. To start things off, I landed a seemingly fantastic job last week! Went to the interview and by the end of the meeting, we were talking salary and start dates. It was a good feeling. I clicked with the CEO & the VP, both of whom I will be supporting. A little bit of detail about the position - Executive Assistant to CEO & VP of Operations. Provide all aspects of administrative support, mainly dealing with travel arrangements, scheduling meetings, calendaring, and setting up the newly formed Houston Global Headquarters. This is a Portuguese renewable fuel company, focused on biodiesels and renewable energy. Headquarters are currently in Lisbon, which is where my new boss hails from, and since the energy hub of the world is right here in our backyard of Houston, he made the decision to make Houston the center for the company. I have no idea what all setting up global headquarters entails, but I'm definitely up for the challenge! Finally found a kick-ass job, with my requested salary and with benefits. It also helps that the offices are about a 7-minute drive from the house. And bonus that I don't have to get on the freeway! I am very excited about this new opportunity and I hope that everything goes well when I begin on September 8th. I am looking forward to working with yet another Frenchie, and learning more about the renewable energy industry.

I am getting excited and maybe a little bit nervous about the half-marathon coming up in January. I pretty much took the whole month of July "off" from training, with me only running once or twice a week. I am back in full force and ready to up the mileage and get prepared for that 13-miles! I have signed up for another 5K at the end of September and will be signing up for a 10K at the end of October. I hope that I will be able to finish the 10K in good time and from there, working myself up to that second half of 6.5 miles! I have faith that it will all come together and January will be a breeze. Okay, well, running 13 miles is going to be hard, I accept that. It will not be a breeze. But, it will be a huge accomplishment!

Babycakes is growing and becoming more and more a little person. She is officially 14 months and it is just (still) amazing to watch her grow everyday. She's my little schnookims. The love of my life!

Let's Go To The Movies!

Well, haven't done much of that, but Netflix is my best friend. I wanted to rate some recent viewings. There have been some good ones!

Gran Torino - Hell yes! This was all it was cracked up to be. I've always been a fan of ole Mr. Eastwood and this movie definitely did not let me down. It had it all - great writing, great acting & great directing. Hell of a story, too. An absolute on my 2008 Best Of.

Watchmen - I like super-hero movies. I like graphic novel adaptations. Unfortunately, nothing will ever top 'Sin City' or 'The 300'. Too bad for The Watchmen. Good story, good music and cool effects. I liked it, didn't love.

The Devil's Chair - Anyone who knows me, knows I lovelovelove scary/horror/gore movies. It's preeeety much my favorite genre. There are a lot of hits and misses in this category, though. This one was a HIT! OMG, freaking awesome. I am assuming that the Brits are beginning to get into this whole gore genre, and they are doing it very well, in my opinion. This is the 2nd Brit horror movie and it was so good! If you're a fan of the Saw-esque/gore movie, watch this. It will not disappoint.

Revolutionary Road - Thought for sure that I would love this one. I mean, how could you go wrong with Leo & Kate?! Actually, this did not go wrong. The movie, in and of itself was amazing. It was the story I didn't like. The acting - superb. I really think Leo should have won something (if he didn't...I'm not completely sure). He was great! So, kind of a mixed review. Loved the acting, directing; hated the story. Aahh, and I can't really say that either. Gosh. Okay - really liked the movie, the storyline was something I did not expect - it's hard to like Kate's character. But, that was the whole point of the story. You're not supposed to like her. Watch it. It's good.

Valkyrie - As much as I hate to admit how much I love almost all of Tom Cruise's movies, I do, I do! This one was no exception. I think he's an outstanding actor and this movie was just pretty great. Of course, anything with a historical/factual storyline is good in my opinion. Along with Gran Torino, up in the Best of '08.

Transsiberian - A movie with Woody Harrelson, Ben Kinglsey & Emily Mortimer. About a train ride on the Transsiberian and about events that surround that trip. It was suspenseful, and well-acted. Any non-horror movie that can get my heart rate up is a winner. Kind of slow in parts, but the ending makes up for it. Good stuff.

Severance - The other Brit Horror movie I spoke of earlier. Didn't know what to expect, but I really liked it. Interesting storyline. Lots of gore. Thumbs up!

New in Town - haha! Yes, I am probably one of three hundred people who actually wanted to see this movie. Renee Zellwegger & Harry Connick, Jr. Enough said? It was cute. Romantic Comedy, completely typical, funny and predictable...but isn't that why we watch that stuff anyway?

The Kite Runner - Not a fan. I just did not like this movie. I thought the lead character was a wuss and he pissed me off too much to enjoy the movie. I couldn't empathize and that made the movie not sit right with me. Maybe the book delves deeper into the story/his story, as to invoke a greater empathy, but I don't know if I want to chance that. Reading a book I don't like is much worse than just watching a movie. Thumbs down.

Curious Case of Benjamin Button - THE BEST MOVIE OF THE YEAR!! I loved it! I do not know how or why Slumdog Millionaire won over this, but it should not have. This was the best. Everything about it.

and finally,

The Uninvited - A scary movie. It was good. I loved it. Why? Because of the "twist", AND because it actually scared me. Gave me the heebie-jeebies! Watch it if you want a good suspenseful horror flick. Honestly, I don't really consider it a horror film, much more suspenseful. That Emily Browning girl - she's kind of creepy in this! But, still cool!

Oh, one more!

Seven Pounds - Thumbs up. Very, very good. Will Smith is awesome. And so is Rosario Dawson. If you haven't seen it, grab your hanky and prepare yourself for a good movie. Best Of '08 List. Most definitely.

So, there you have it. Just a few of the movies I've recently seen. Some that I get excited for every time I look at my queue?

-Burn After Reading
-Religulous
-Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day
-Flash of Genius
-W.
-Doubt
-Frost/Nixon
-Wendy and Lucy
-From Within
-[REC]
-The Wrestler
&
-Defiance

Movies are the best!

Woe is Me

Well, it has finally happened. My job, where I've wasted a good year of my life, with nothing to show for it is finally ending. At the end of the month, they will be shutting down the Houston office. I was completely expecting this, so it's not like it was something that occurred just out of the blue. Still bummed, of course. Nobody wants to be in this position, although millions of people are. Ever since June I have been applying and sending out my resume anywhere & everywhere I could think of. No real response, save for a few employment agencies and a few (very) low paying jobs. I'm just not that desperate to go back to working a $12/hour job. I have a freaking college degree & 10 years of work experience. Seriously? And you want me to go slave away for you making $10 to $12/per hour. Riiiight. I'm just so pissed about it all. I've been here since October, with no benefits, no incentive; I've come in every day and worked as hard as I could. I should have never accepted this job. I was just so ready to get back to work after the baby, that I pretty much accepted the first thing that came my way. I should have known how unstable this company was at the beginning. Damn it.

I guess I will have to believe that for every door that is closed a new one opens and there you are, with a new and better opportunity. I have a telephone interview today with an alternative certification program to obtain a teaching certificate. I've always known I would one day venture into the world of teaching, and it looks like that day may arrive sooner that I anticipated. I've always wanted to be a teacher. I loved my second grade teacher so much and since then, I've always thought that one day I would be just like her and try to make a difference in somebody's life. I would absolutely love to be able to teach Elementary school and that is what I really want to do. I am ready to take on the responsibility of teaching. I also have an application in for some substitute work in a few school districts. I just have to get my transcripts together and submit everything. I guess once this job is done, I will apply for unemployment to get some kind of income coming in, start my ACP classes and hopefully land a few subbing jobs here and there to get a little bit of classroom experience under my belt.

I felt during and after college that I would continue my path in the corporate world. I've been working in offices since I was 18. I really enjoy the work and have always had success in my previous jobs. This job has just completely left a bad taste in my mouth in regards to how some people run their businesses. It's disgusting. It's misleading & it's effed up. Unless I happen to find an awesome company to work with, I am done with the corporate world. I know I am an intelligent and hard-worker, and I know I bring value to every position I have been in. I just wish my hard work and determination would have led me down a different path.

But, that being said...I AM excited about pursuing this teaching thing. I think it's a great career for those with a family (and without!). Summers off to spend with your kids or loved ones is incentive enough for me. Since Lola is a summer baby, that means I would get to spend every birthday with her and hopefully be able to start a tradition of a little family vacation/birthday celebration for my babycakes. And, being a teacher also means great benefits, which is something that has been missing from my life for quite some time. AND, not to mention, it would be a perfect scenario to bring another Spurlock-Torres baby into the world!!

Hooo-aaaahh!

Fathers

This article from Babycenter.com pretty much says it all. I know it's long, but I think it's worth a read. Oh, and the part about puberty...uhhhh, pretty crazy.

"A father's relationship with his daughter has an amazingly powerful influence in shaping her self-image, competence, and femininity, as well as her perception of all the men in her life.

One of my first memories of my father is of the two of us playing with my new doctor's kit. I was the physician, of course, and he was my willing patient. While other dads may have submitted to having their hearts checked and endured endless pretend shots with a giant plastic syringe, my father went the extra mile. He actually allowed me to sit on his lap and pluck hairs from his chest with my new medical tweezers. At the time, I thought his grimaces and grunts were hilarious; little did I know that he sat there in pain just to see the smile on his little girl's face.

This is the same man who not only read Dr. Seuss' Green Eggs and Ham to my sister and me, but used food coloring to whip up green eggs and ham for us in the morning. As little girls at the pool, we would cling to his back while he swam underwater, or we'd stand on his shoulders and dive off into the deep end. When my sister or I brought home a high test score, he'd launch into the Mr. Rogers song, I'm Proud of You at the top of his lungs. But our dad wasn't all fun and games. He didn't bribe us for good grades; he expected them. While other tenth grade girls were heading off to the movies with their boyfriends, we were prohibited from going on independent dates until age sixteen. The make-up we longed to glop on was to be applied subtly, and curfews were strictly enforced.

Looking back, it's easy to see we were Daddy's Girls. Little did I know that his behavior and our relationship would influence how I perceived all the men in my life, and ultimately determine who I married. Nor did I suspect that the games we played and his expectations of me would go on to affect my confidence, ambition and achievements, even shape my view of myself as a woman.

As recently as the 1980s, the prevalent view among parents and family courts was that as females, girls identified most closely with their mothers, therefore fathers were more or less secondary, even irrelevant, to the upbringing of little girls. What that theory failed to take into account is the approximately three billion males that populate our planet, the same males that young girls play with and eventually work with, date, and marry.

Joe Kelly, President of Dads and Daughters, a national non-profit organization dedicated to improving father-daughter relationships, and author of Dads and Daughters, says, "A father plays the role of the first man in her life. He sets the standard for his daughter about what she will expect from boys now and men later."

H. Norman Wright, family counselor and author of Always Daddy's Girl, agrees: "Your father was the vehicle for introducing you to the opposite sex. He has colored your perception of men and shaped your expectations of how men will or should behave toward you."

Boys play differently than girls. They communicate in different ways, and they tackle problems from different angles. For a young girl to understand and appreciate these differences, and for her to become comfortable around males, she needs lots of one-on-one time with a man she can trust. Simply by spending time with his daughter, a father teaches her how to relate and interact with the boys and men in her life.


In addition to teaching her about men, a father has an amazingly powerful influence on a young girl's femininity too. In numerous interviews with women, journalist Suzanne Fields discovered, "Competency and femininity are the twin values most of the women I interviewed stressed as the values strongly influenced by their father." It makes sense. Fathers are the first men to pay attention to young girls, to hold them, and kiss them. Daddy is the first man to tell a toddler how pretty her dress is or how cute her painted pink toenails look. More importantly, he's the man who prizes his daughter over all other girls and holds her up as the most beautiful, sweetest girl in the world. All of which directly affect her budding femininity.

When do girls start becoming a Daddy's girl? From birth. The minute a man holds his tiny daughter and whispers, "I love you" in her ear, the Daddy-Daughter relationship begins. But it can end right there in the delivery room if men don't wholeheartedly commit themselves to fathering their girls. Kelly explains, "The relationship is built in changing diapers and wiping up puke. It's then that you giggle, make noises and goo-goo eyes – engaging in healthy affectionate touch. You have to show up, put in your time." He advises new dads to, "Share the tasks equally if not more, because mom might be breastfeeding, and you can't share that, so pick up more of the other slack, because mom's doing more than half of the feeding and cuddling."


Macho men can take heart in that spending time with girls isn't just about dress-up clothes and sticker books. Although a daughter will adore her father for participating in her tea parties, she'll have just as much fun engaging in the rough and tumble play that dads are best at. Research by the Melpomene Institute shows that a father who plays with his daughter when she is young is the greatest influence on her decision to take up sports later on. Fathers can kick-start the physical fun during infancy by holding, feeding, and bouncing their baby girls. As she gets older she'll love to tickle and wrestle with Daddy, jump on beds, and get piggy back rides. Eventually fathers and daughters can enjoy participating in any sport together. The options are infinite.


If some men are nervous about playing with little girls, others are surprised by the tidal wave of emotions that come with their little pink package. On one hand, men, who are frequently raised to suppress their feelings, are often taken aback by the absolute love of a child, particularly a little girl who fawns over her father. "We raise boys to be emotionally illiterate, so for a man to be thrust into an unconditional love relationship is overwhelming and powerful," Kelly explains.

On the other, a man who didn't grow up with sisters might be unprepared for his little drama queen's theatrics when she's in a foul mood or gets hurt on the playground and cries for what seems like hours. When a confused father needs a roadmap to his daughter's emotions, his best ally is his daughter's mother. She knows what it's like to be a little girl and can help interpret those whines and pouts. When all else fails, hugs and patience are usually the best remedy.

Tips for Daddies of Daughters
Be there. Change the diapers, take her for walks, and pick out her clothes. Sit her in the bouncy seat while you work in your home office or outside while you do yard work.

Appreciate her uniqueness as a girl. Compliment her clothes and hair. Tell her she looks pretty. Play with dolls, have tea parties, and play princess games.

Appreciate her uniqueness as a person. Tell her how smart and brave she is. Teach her to throw a ball and dig for worms. Encourage her to take risks and speak her mind.

Get physical with her. Roughhouse, tickle, bounce, patty cake, hug, and kiss. Teach her to swim, ride a bike, play golf, or whatever sport you enjoy.

Listen! Males are problem solvers by nature, so when their daughters come to them with problems, they're often too quick to offer up solutions, when all she wants is a shoulder to cry on. Girls are talkers. Dads should be quiet and listen. Then ask her if she wants you to offer a few helpful suggestions.

"Be her father, not her mother," Kelly says. Be the upstanding male role model that will teach her what to expect from men for the rest of her life.

Did You Know?
Girls whose fathers are closely involved with their lives enter puberty later. Dr. Bruce Ellis of the University of Canterbury found that "father involvement was most predictive for late puberty in girls if it took place before age five."

Researchers discovered that girls without fathers or with dysfunctional fathers entered puberty at relatively young ages. Doctors theorize that if a young girl's need for a strong male influence isn't met, her body matures in order to attract a male to fill the void. "Father-absent homes" aren't just ones with no daddy. An absentee father can be one who travels frequently for work, or who spends too much time at the office, or on the golf course.

Dr. Ellis also explains why girls who grow up with single mothers have a high teenage pregnancy rate. In fact, father absence is the most significant risk factor for teen pregnancy, say researchers from the Christchurch School of Medicine and experts from three American universities. If Dad is around to tell his daughters that they're beautiful, smart and brave, they'll delay their first sexual experience longer than girls who grow up without that positive reinforcement from a man they respect."

I thought this article was right on point. I think everything in it speaks true for myself and other girls I have known who were raised in single-mother households. Yes, I certainly did share this with Max and I am reminded once again of just how lucky both me and Lola are to have such a great daddy! I hope and pray that Lola grows up knowing that she is valued, loved, appreciated and adored by her father and that it helps her in all of these ways and more.

Good stuff, Babycenter, GOOD STUFF.

Book Club

I've really been into reading lately. In the past year, since Lola came along, sadly I've only read two books! Not enough time for that sort of silliness when you're caring for a newborn, looking for a job, starting a new job, working hard to lose weight and all of that! But, the two that I have finished, I absolutely loved. Now, I am on a roll and am currently enjoying TWO books at the same time. I hope to read at least 5 by this time next year!

So, first book was "Paint It Black" by Janet Fitch. A recommendation from Ms. Nicole Nodarse, and a follow-up to Fitch's awesome "White Oleander". I absolutely loved "White Oleander", so I was excited about starting a new Fitch novel. I started reading this when I started back at the gym, it was easy to get through 60 minutes of cardio while reading something. At first, I wasn't really into it. The story of a punk-rock, art-student, alcoholic, druggie 19-year old, whose boyfriend kills himself and her life going forward, trying to get through it, and who forms an odd relationship with the dead boyfriends mom. It was tough for me to really care or empathize with her character at first. She was annoying, self-pitying and dramatic. But, I guess that's how the reader was supposed to feel. I eventually began to enjoy it when the story focused more on the developing relationship/friendship between Josie and Meredith (girlfriend/mother). It definitely progressed as it went on, and it ended up being a good read. Not as good as "White Oleander", not at all, but still it was enjoyable. I'll give it 2.5 out of 5 stars. And only 2.5 because I wasn't particularly fond of the ending, and just like the absolute end, not the whole end, if that makes sense; and that joined together with the rough beginning will only allow me to give it 2.5 stars.

BUT - my second read was a definite 5-star book! "Middlesex" by Jeffrey Eugenides, author of "The Virgin Suicides". Never read The Suicides, and really hated the movie. I was hesitant to buy the book. And actually, I bought the book about 5 years ago and tried to read it then, but for some reason, never picked it up. Glad I finally did! Oh, it's just a great story. I think I loved it so much because it's practically a historical fiction. Lots of historical information and facts thrown in there to keep it interesting and "real". Pretty much a story about Calliope, a hermaphrodite raised as a girl, and her coming-of-age story. It's a great read and all of you should read it!

Currently reading "A Long Way Down" by Nick Hornby, whom I know Guadalupe was a fan. I'm already halfway done with the book and I just purchased it this weekend. I never read that fast! But, the book is awesome. I really like it. I will have to give it more of a review when I am done, hopefully by the end of the week!

And, I just got my copy of the Ryan Adams "Infinity Blues". Dude is awesome. Prose & poetry from the best singer/songwriter out there!? Yes, please. There is definitely a Bukowski feel about it though, but I'm not complaining! I will probably be using some well-written quotes from the book some time soon. I love him. *swoooooooon*

ONE YEAR

One year ago today I was in the hospital, cringing in pain, anxiously awaiting our little Lola to enter this world. I can remember it like it was yesterday, and I cannot believe that a year has passed. It's been a whirlwind of new emotions and experience. I think it's a good time to reflect back on the year and all that I've learned in this short period of time.

1) There are no words to describe the absolute love and admiration that takes over when you first see and hold your own baby for the first time. I could have never imagine the overwhelming sense of love and fear that is constantly described in all of the pregnancy books I read. That first moment...there are no words, and I finally understood what all of the books were talking about. It's amazing and miraculous, but until you experience it first-hand, it's practically unexplainable.

2) No matter how much you prepare, read, research and plan - those maternal instincts will just kick in and you will know exactly what to do. I knew that I was, by no means, "maternal" or "motherly", I had no idea how to hold, feed, change, swaddle or even clean a baby. What the hell was I thinking?! But, by that second...okay by the fourth day...I knew exactly how she liked to be held, when she was hungry, and when she needed to be changed. The whole bath & swaddling thing came a little later, though!

3) Mommy-Time - Take it. Don't feel guilty (although this continues to be a struggle at times), and get out of the house. While I was pregnant it seemed that I stayed in my house for 9 months; except to go to school, doctor appointments and to work, I tried to stay in as much as I could. I didn't want to do anything! And those first 4 months after having her, I was home all of the time. No job, no more doctor appointments, no school...it was so draining. I felt my brain cells melting away. So, as soon as I was able to get out and start exercising and meeting friends for dinner and/or drinks, it was great. Of course, the mom-guilt set in and I began to feel bad for wanting to get out for a few hours. But, after a few weeks and reading buttloads of mom-forums and articles on baby websites, I began to realize that "mommy-time" was not a bad thing. For one, it allowed Max and Lola to bond more, and it also allowed me to hold on to my sanity. I learned that I am allowed to still be AMY, and not just mom. I've learned that it's healthier for Lola to grow up knowing that Momma has a life and is still an independent person...just like I hope she will be.

4) Date Nights - Date nights are always a good thing. Relationships most definitely change after a baby - don't let anybody tell you different. Having time together as a couple is healthy, and very much needed. Some days Max and I barely speak to each other...not because we're fighting or anything like that, but caring for a baby is very time-consuming and some days it feels like we never even said hello. Taking some time out and going to a movie or dinner or doing whatever feels like heaven.

5) During the first year with your baby, hold them as much as possible. It's not spoiling them, it's reassuring them that you are there, that you will always be there.

I wouldn't change a thing that Max or I have done during this first year. Yes, it's been a learning experience and would we do things differently if we have another? Probably not. From what I can tell so far, Lola seems like a happy, well-adjusted, intelligent and most importantly, healthy baby girl. Can I still call her my baby girl? You betcha! She will always be my baby!

In conclusion, this past year has been the best year of my life. I cannot imagine life without her. I wouldn't change a thing about my life. I love being a mother, a provider and a partner. Motherhood is definitely a journey, a lifetime journey, and I am very much looking forward to what the next year has in store.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOLA! WE ALL LOVE YOU SO VERY MUCH!

Daddy!

Well, this Father's Day was the first official one for dear daddy Max. Unfortunately, due to my paycheck & work issues, I didn't have the means to go out and buy anything or order anything material for him. So, we ended up going out to lunch, anywhere he wanted, which was Fuddruckers, and we went shopping for some new toys for his bike. Not much, but he got a nap in and I didn't bug him to help me clean all day, so he got a break from that!



I do wish I could have done more for him, because I hope he knows how much I truly appreciate him. I try really hard not to take him and his presence for granted. Myself included, there are so many families out there who do not/did not have their fathers around. The more I think about it, the sadder it makes me. I cannot imagine trying to raise Lola alone, and obviously I know that it is possible and that there are so many mothers out there who do it, but just the thought of him not being there for his daughter can bring me to tears. I know what it was like growing up without a male role model, and I think this had a lot, if not everything to do with some of the bad choices I made in regards to men. It just breaks my heart to think that Lola may have to experience some of the stuff that I have. So, I thank my lucky stars every day for Max and I feel so blessed that he is so involved in Lola's life. I just hope that she is never without him! And I hate to think of "what-if he leaves one day..." because ultimately, it's not a pleasant thought and I think we are in a good enough spot to where that won't happen, but then again, you never know what could change in the matter of a few years. BUT - I do not dwell on those thoughts, just the happy ones! I love that he plays with her as he would a son - wrestling moves, throwing elbows on the elephants, and just plain, but moderate and super gentle, rough-housing. And I also love that he babies her and if she bumps her head or falls down and cries, he is right there to pick her up and cuddle her, while telling her that he will "kick that floors ASS!"


I couldn't be happier that Max is such a great daddy and I think I've finally convinced him that he should be another daddy soon!! Well, not soon-soon, but some time in the next few years, most definitely. And I couldn't be happier with my little family. I love this whole motherhood and family thing. It's my new favorite thing in the world.

Some things

Here are a few things that I will focus my mind on until I get paid:

I am sooo getting this chair personalized for my babycakes. And I will probably get the stuffies, too. And can I just mention that Lola WILL have a room straight from the Pottery Barn Kids catalog. Wow, they have some amazing stuff. One item at a time! I'm sure we'll accumulate a put-together room by the time she's a teenager.

Thinking about my sweet baby girl and her upcoming birthday party. It may not be the best one ever, but I'll make damn sure she is happy.

I'm thinking a bottle tonight will do me. Cabarnet Sauvignon, how I love thee and your robust flavors. Specs - excpect a visit from me soon.

I know what I'm eating for dinner tonight, and it's going to be awesome.

Seriously?

Naturally, I'm not a worry-wart and I don't stress over much...but when your job is at stake, it's hard to not stress out. Was given the news the other day that our paychecks will not be processed on the expected date. Given that we are only paid monthly, it makes it really hard to not get that paycheck when you expect it. So far, still nothing. We (the company) have no money in our accounts and therefore cannot pay the three employees who show up everyday and perform their jobs to the best of their abilities. Expected payment is this week, but who knows if that is actually going to happen. If it doesn't come in on the promised date, I know someone who isn't returning to the office until that money is in her account! It's a scary prospect, losing your job, or rather, not getting paid for work performed. I know, eventually I will be paid, but until then, my stress levels are higher than usual. And I hate that.

Suffice to say, I am on the job hunt once again. Have had two interviews with two different agencies this last week and another interview pending. I also hate searching for jobs. That's a quick way to knock you off your pedestal. Potential employers scrutinizing your job history, asking the necessary questions - all just to tell you that you aren't qualified enough or your background doesn't match their needs. But, in the end, once you do land that sought after position, it makes it all worth it. All of those other people who passed on you don't seem to matter in the long run. I'm just thankful that I am still employed and have time to try to find the perfect fit for me.

So, currently stressed out and super sad because it's Lola's first birthday and there is tons of stuff to buy and get ready for, but I don't yet have the money to do so. I mean...ANY other month it would have been a little better and more bearable...but my baby's first birthday!? C'mon. It's amazing what a lift and life-saver that money you depend on turns out to be. Fingers crossed that I won't have to go on a mini-strike at the end of the week. But then again, maybe that will give me more time to interview.

Please, bank account - - refill & replenish thyself. Or more accurately - company bank account, please refill & replenish thyself.

Ugh.

Official...

So, my official time for the Impact a Hero 5K was 33:49. That's 2.5 minutes better than my last 5k! Yay. I almost ran the whole time; I had to stop a few times to rest and regain, but I tried my best to finish quicker than before.

It was a fun run. Sad, and yes, I even cried a little bit - for the cause and all. I felt this swell of emotion when I got there and saw all of the military gear and triple-amputee soldiers walking/wheeling about. I could barely contain myself when the mini-parade began and the crowd fell silent, some were saluting, others clapping, and the tour bus full of wounded Iraq vets drove by. Goodness...that was when it all fell apart. So freaking sad yet grateful at the same time. So many sacrifices. Seeing the guys with their babies, and wives...and knowing that they gave up so much just to serve their country. I have always respected the military and what they stand for; but I have a new-found respect and admiration for our soldiers. I love them.

I'm grateful that I was able to participate and am proud that I finished the race in a decent time. I am already looking for the next 5K to run. I need to start trying for a 10K soon. Because, ultimately...I would love to try the half-marathon in January. Need to begin some serious training, though. 13 miles is no joke!

Almost ONE!

Holy crap. I can't believe Lola is eleven months already. It really does seem like just yesterday that we brought her home from the hospital. I am in the planning stages of her birthday party. Originally thought it would be a HUGE shindig, but I think it's just going to be small, not so quiet, but just family and a few pals who wish to show. We will be getting a slip n' slide and one or two baby pools. Thought that would be fun enough for the older cousins and also fun for Lola...if she happens to decide she wants to get in a pool. I am going to have to try that out before the party of course. Hopefully she doesn't freak when I put her in the pool.

So, eleven months...what is she doing now? Crawling everywhere, clapping, pointing (her personal favorite thing to do), walking while holding onto whatever she can, pulling up like a champ, jumping!, babbling (everything is dada right now). She is so close to walking, but is still hesitant to give it a go without some help from momma. I think her personality is starting to shine through a bit. Well, at least her tantrums are becoming a bit more frequent. And I shouldn't really call them "tantrums", she just screams and cries for a while and then is over it. She seems to be pretty easy-going, observant, inquisitive, HAPPY, and sweet sweet sweet. Oh, she also knows how to give kisses...complete with "mmmuah" and everything! I love it! It's my favorite thing that she does.

I can't believe our little baby will be one in 28 days! Gosh, it's been such a whirlwind of a year!Can't wait for number two! (second year...NOT second baby, I can definitely wait for that!)

Lola & her Great Aunt Denise

Lola's favorite place - outside!

Crawling to Momma

I think she was saying, "cha cha" trying to say "tree" perhaps?

Lola & PawPaw John

Training

I have officially begun "training" to becoming a better runner. I have run 5K's before, and before my little bundle of joy was part of this world, I was an occassional/leisurely runner/walker. I've always enjoyed the outdoors and the hobby of going to a park and running the track. Never did I think that I would become one of those runners who actually LOVED to run. Well, it has happened. I look forward to my runs every day. I know that I have to take my rest days, but I honestly feel jipped when I can't run outside. I've never been a fan of the treadmill either. But, now that I realize that it's a good training method, I have learned to love it. Given the weather we are forced to endure here in Houston, learning to love the treadmill is a good thing. Now that it's almost June and still a short three weeks from the official beginning of summer, I believe the gym will quickly replace my 4-pm daily runs. I love taking the little munchkin with me to the park. It took a while to get her acclimated to the somewhat-rough ride at Memorial Park, but I think she's pretty used to it now. Although, an occassional scream is heard before the 3-mile marker, it's pretty rare that she wants out before I am done.

I have my second 5K this Saturday, and I am pretty confident that I will shave at least 2 minutes off of my finish time. This time I will not have to worry about a screaming Lola, as I did last time when my mom had to walk with her. I actually ran my best mile to date yesterday(thanks Nike+ for that nice tidbit of information), yep, when I ended my workout a nice voice congratulated me for running my fastest mile; a brisk 10.44 mile. Ha. Hopefully I will laugh one day when I see that number. I would really love to run an eight-minute mile! But, I digress...that "best" mile was while pushing 50 pounds of weight in front of me! That stroller business is serious. I do like the extra 100 calories that I burn, although at times it is rough to remain in full training mode while moving with that extra bundle.

So with that being said, the Impact-a-Hero 5K this weekend I will be baby & stroller free and running with my mom, who by the way, runs a 30 minute 5K. So, I won't push myself too hard, but I will try to keep up and beat my last finishing time of 36.38. I have ran 4 miles and 6 miles since the last race and I believe my endurance and speed has increased. I will be sure to post my official time Saturday evening!

Mini-Vacay

I guess the days of taking a whole week off to travel to another American city to visit bars and restaurants have been left in the dust of my prior life.

This year, my vacation consisted of traveling to Arkansas to visit my family, and then on the way home, stop at a KOA Campground for some good, old-fashioned, cabin-camping. We had a great time. The 8-hour drive was nice; no screaming baby. She was actually very well behaved. I sat in the back with her for a few hours and we played and danced as she dozed off. She did have a major diaper blowout, though. We had to stop in Lufkin to buy something to cover the car seat up where her poop and pee seeped through her clothes and onto the lining of the car seat. Yep, it was that bad. Her little outfit is a goner now...still stained after two washes. We arrived in Little Rock while it was still light outside! A departure from our two previous visits, when we arrived close to midnight each time. It was good to get into town while you're not dead tired from night driving. Since we were also there during Max's birthday, my dad and step-mom decided that he would get to choose where and what we ate all weekend. We went to a pretty good, given the fact that we were no longer in Texas, Mexican food restaurant. Service pretty much sucked, but it was Friday night rush. I rode with my little (step) sister, who isn't so little anymore. She got a new Ford Mustang for her 16th birthday! She didn't scare me too much while driving the short distance to the restaurant.

It was a good visit for all. Max, of course, cooked for them and they loved it. I forgot what he made since I typically don't eat it. I think it was some pork stew-madness. I just know it had big chunks of pork, with the bone still in, and I just don't do bones in my meat, and I don't do stew. I actually made a cheesecake and it turned out so good! It wasn't too rich or heavy, it was just right. I did good! My first attempt at a cheesecake turned out perfect. Well, the crust could have used some help, but that's whatevs. It's the crust...nobody eats that! Max helped Rachael and Kala make some awesome cupcakes (I will post the pics later on today), and they had lots of fun. My dad had a blast running around with Lola and taking tons of pictures.

So, once we arrived at the cabin in Hot Springs, with a sick baby and after driving around Hot Springs for about an hour, I realized that I was on vacation and I hadn't had one drop of alcohol! Well, I had a margarita with dinner one night, but that's it. It was weird. I just began to recall the days when that's what my vacations were made up of and planned around. Bars, bars and more bars. I've reached a point to where I don't miss going on a bender and feeling like crap the next day, but I can admit that I miss the happy hours and hanging out with my friends. So...I went back into town to the nearest gas station and bought a 6-pack of Smirnoff Ice. Hadn't drank that stuff in ages, but it was all they had. Got back to the cabin, Lola was napping, snapped open an "ice", and sat on the front porch swing with Max. Halfway through the bottle I was ready for a nap myself. I only drank one beer and it was done. Gone are those days. Now it's all about family vacations to "family-friendly" locales. I have no problem with that at all. I love Disney, kids are free most places until at least age 12, and I am happy that we will be able to take our little girl around with us. I am excited to be able to help her experience the world...one vacation at a time.