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Ten years ago I…

  1. Was 23
  2. Was living in Berkeley, Michigan (Detroit suburb) and dating casually
  3. Was working for General Motors
  4. Was attending grad school at Wayne State University
  5. Had a cat named Gato

5 things on today’s to-do list . . .

  1. Strength training workout
  2. Get Little Miss’s “Well Child” form signed by her doctor
  3. Harrass my IT Help Desk about fixing my computer (the dinosaur is killing me)
  4. Determine if I’m doing a date night babysitting swap with my sister in law
  5. Make dinner (chicken breast wrapped around asparagus and cheese

 

5 snacks I enjoy . . .

  1. Almonds
  2. Apples
  3. Protein bar/protein shake
  4. Yogurt
  5. String cheese
  6. CHOCOLATE

5 things I would do if I were a millionnaire . . .

  1. Quit my job so that I could spend more time with Little Miss
  2. Start my own business of a pool in South Reno
  3. Volunteer
  4. Buy my parents and in-laws houses nearby
  5. Buy a sports car (still miss my Trans Am)
  6. Travel the world with my family

5 places I have lived . . .

  1. Albuquerque, NM
  2. Las Cruces, NM
  3. Fremont, CA
  4. Southeast MI (Southgate and Berkeley)
  5. Reno, NV

5 jobs I have had . . .

  1. Swim instructor/Swim Coach
  2. Lifeguard/Lifeguard supervisor
  3. District Sales Manager
  4. Internet Marketing Manager/Director
  5. Program Manager

Inspired by Krisalis.

OK, I finally have time to write about my first 10K.  I know for many people, a 10K is child’s play (like my brother, sister in law and hubby).  For me, though, it was a big accomplishment.  I started running for fitness at about 19, where I would repeatedly run 2 miles at a time (not including my record setting 2 week track career in high school, ended early by shin splints). 

I have done many 5K runs, which always seemed like a REALLY long run for me, and I remember going out before the race to run 3 miles, to make sure I could actually complete the race.  Last Fall, I began trail running, which reinvigorated my running, and I found I was able to start increasing my mileage, gradually.  I set my New Year’s Resolution this year (yes, I had just ONE) to run a 10K by the end of the year.  In the winter, I was plagued by colds or aching joints, etc., but this Fall, I’ve been able to break through those issues to do my first 10K.  It was a big mental barrier for me, as I never believed I was built for running, or that I could run much farther than 3 miles, much less double that.

The race was early Sunday morning.  I had been having asthma issues when I ran the prior week, so I doped myself up with Singulair and multiple hits to my inhaler.  JB went with me, and we met up with a friend of mine who was visiting from Colorado.  I kept telling my friend that I run slow, and to not feel like she needed to stay with me, but we both got into chatting, and she stayed with me for 3 miles.  During those 3 miles, I was definitely pushing at a faster pace than I would have without her, and she was running much slower than her normal pace.  Anyway, at 3 miles, she decided to break away, and I turned up the iPod and got into my normal running pace.

The race was sponsored by my company, with 50 of my co-workers volunteering, so every mile or so, there would be a rest station with a bunch of my co-workers cheering, which I think made me push harder, as you don’t want to look like you’re hurting in front of your co-workers! 

The race was at Damonte High School, which backs up to the Virginia Mountains, where wild horses frequently graze.  They made an announcement prior to the start that there could be wild horses on the course, and to watch out for horse dung.  And what do you know — I saw many piles of horse poop, but the majority were on the sidewalk…  I thought it funny that the horses have been using the sidewalks.

The race was rather uneventful.  I ran with inhaler in hand, but luckily didn’t have to hit on it.  As I came to the finish, I saw a 10 year old boy running beside me for the last 50 yards.  I looked over and said, “race ya”, and we sprinted into the finish.  Now I’m not much of a sprinter, so he was pulling ahead, but slowed down right before the finish line, where I then sprinted past and said, “shouldn’t have stopped”!  I’m sure he told his parents about the old lady that beat him.  I’m hoping the race photographer caught that, as I think it’d be a really funny picture.

So, I’m proud of breaking down my mental and physical barriers, but know that I’m still on the beginner end of the spectrum of running.  My average pace was 10:45 per mile, and the woman that won my age group, well she was doing 5:45 per mile.  But hey, it felt good, and I have two more 10Ks planned before the end of the year, with the goal to break an hour, shaving at least 6 minutes off my time.

I’ve been toying with the idea of a half marathon in my future.  I’ll keep you posted with that!

My shiny new computer that I got last month died.  Now I’m back on the machine I call “The Beast”, and I’ve been watching it clock all day long.

But the good news is that I finished the 10K!  More on that later…  Must try to get work done on this dinosaur of a computer…

I’m back from spending yesterday at the Squaw Valley Ropes Course.  It was AWESOME.  So awesome that I’ll call it my second best day of work, as the first best day was our ski day at Squaw a few years back.

Anyhow, we were split into groups, and my group decided I’d be the first person to climb.  We were harnessed in, and then a man offered to be my belay…  He was a tiny man who was LITERALLY FROM ETHIOPIA.  I told him, “I’m sorry, but I really don’t want to make you fly when I try to rapel down.”  He argued with me, saying he was sure he weighed more than me, and I had to be adament…  I didn’t want to be the person that made the Ethiopian launch 5 feet off the ground!

Anyway, I did four of the courses..  The first one was a wire bridge, which was really easy.  The next one was a climb up a 200 foot (at least) tree.  It was like my childhood fantasies come true.  I was so happy to keep climbing and climbing, and then you ring a bell when you reach the top.  Another fun one was climbing up a telephone pole, then standing on top and jumping to catch a trapeze.  The standing on the telephone pole got me so worked up with adrenaline that my hands got sweaty and I fell right off that trapeze when I caught it.

So here are my pictures.  Wow.  So cool.  I’m totally taking people up there next summer with me!

(I used the multiple upload tool in WordPress, and it evidently didn’t like two of my pics, and then doesn’t provide a way for me to delete them…  Sorry for the broken images below.  Each picture can be expanded if you click on them.)

My, how the time flies.  We spent Friday through Sunday in Palo Alto, CA visiting JB’s parents.  It was a nice, relaxing weekend with perfect weather and fun outings.  I have pictures to post later from our visit to the Palo Alto Zoo and a local pumpkin patch. 

I’m ramping up for my first 10K run on Sunday.  Unfortunately, the combination of allergies and running has been triggering my asthma lately, so I may have to run with my inhaler in hand!  It’s frustrating to have my heart rate pretty low, but not to be able to catch my breath!

This afternoon, I’m headed to Squaw Valley to do the ropes course with co-workers.  Should be a blast!

More later!

Happy Anniversary, JB.  We were married four years ago today, and it is amazing how much we have accomplished in that time.  I look forward to celebrating many more years with you!

*smooch*

(I wanted to post a wedding pic, but those are on my other computer…)

Sorry I’ve been mum this week.  I’ve started 3 posts and then aborted when I got pulled in another direction…  Here are my random thoughts today:

1.  Got my hair cut yesterday…  As typical, I raced across town after getting off work at 5 for a 5:15 appointment, and then had my hair dresser do a rush 20 minute cut so that I could get back across town by 6 to pick up Little Miss.  In the rush of things, she asked if I wanted the same cut as last time (3 months ago), and I said yes.  Evidently, she remembered cutting my hair WAY shorter than reality.  Totally unintentially, I now have officially short hair.  It’s like an inch long in the back, which is freaking me out a bit.  This morning, Little Miss was playing with my hair, and said, “Mommy got a hair cut.  You look like a Mom.”  And I had to cringe.  Is my 2 year old telling me I now have the stereotypical “Mom Cut”?!  The growing out starts today…

2. I received a new CD in the mail yesterday that I am totally digging.  It is Bossa And Roses, and they do remakes of popular 80s songs into a really chill, groovy sound.  I discovered them in an airport gift shop in Seattle, where I had to just stand in the store to hear more of the CD.  The store wanted $24 for the CD.  Got it off Amazon for $8.  I heart Amazon.

3.  I did my 8K last weekend, and was proud to have met my two goals of running the entire race (no stopping or walking) and a time under 1 hour.  I was walking on air afterwards, starting to contemplate a half marathon…  That is until I got the race results, and I placed 998th.  *cringe* 

4.  We went to Tahoe last weekend to get one last swim in there, as the water temp is dropping fast.  We showed up Sunday afternoon, and the water was the roughest I had ever seen it, complete with white caps and what seemed like 10 foot waves.  We donned wet suits (alternating to stay with Little Miss), and I fought those waves for a mere 20 minutes before giving up.  The water would pull back, exposing huge rocks below, and then the waves would crash down and send you sailing…  As I was swimming, a thought crossed my mind that these are the types of situations where people DIE, and I made the smart choice to head back to shore and my sweet little family.  Farewell, dear Tahoe.  I’ll swim in you again next year.

4.  For my birthday, JB gave me a book about an open water swimmer, Swimming To Antartica by Lynn Cox.  After watching the open water swimming event in the Olympics, I had doubts that the book would be interesting, but I’ve found it fascinating.  The author would look for swims that hadn’t been done, and would swim with no wet suit for long distances (over 20 miles), and sometimes shorter distances in 34 degree water past iceburgs and breaking ice with her strokes.  Makes my open water swimming jaunts seem like child’s play.  (But did inspire me to hop right into Tahoe and brave those waves last weekend).

5.  I’m lizard sitting this weekend for a 2 month old bearded dragon named Yoda.  Must go over and feed it 10 crickets.  That should be interesting!

6.  No real plans for the weekend.  It is beautiful weather here, and am hoping to get in a swim or bike ride (with Little Miss’s new trailer attached to my road bike).  Oh yeah, and some extra sleep.  That’s always nice.

Ciao!

Nice…  So IE8 has a “compatability view”, which enables me to write on my blog in WordPress while in IE8.

Fun.  I upgraded to Internet Explore 8 Beta, and although it is really cool, it doesn’t work with Word Press yet, as Word Press won’t become compliant until it is in its final release…  So off to downgrade I go (typing this on my home PC with IE7), as I can’t blog from my work PC now.

I went to Seattle for a day trip yesterday for our company meeting.  This wasn’t just any meeting, people.  It was attended by 20,500 people, was at Safeco Field in Seattle, was hosted by Dwight from the Office (aka Rainn Wilson), featured pyrotechnics and break dancers, and the grand finale was our CEO running around like a mad man and getting a reception fit for a rock star.  (He and that video just make me smile…  Such a contrast to the up-tight CEO I was used to at General Motors.)

Yeah, I work for a pretty cool company.  I’m a PC. (Did you see the new ad campaign?)

Anyway, tomorrow is my first running race of the season — the 8K Journal Jog (4.9 miles).  The packet pickup was insane tonight, so I’m anticipating a ton of people.  Fingers crossed that it goes well!

I was trying to come up with an image to include in a meeting invite for a Post-Mortem meeting. I should have known better than to do an image search for post mortem. The results are just plain disturbing

I don’t know what it is about the Reno area, but all of the cool run races are jam packed within about three weeks of each other.  I’m working up to meet my New Year’s Resolution goal of completing a 10K…  Next weekend, JB and I will be doing the 8K Journal Jog.  I might be smoking crack, as I signed up in the Jogging Stroller division, as I thought it’d be a cool family outing.  Problem is Little Miss hasn’t sat in a stroller in about a year.  I think I’ll be able to bribe her to stay in the stroller, and am hoping that the excitement of the race will keep her distracted. 

The Race for the Cure is Oct. 5 (a weekend when my parents are in town, and I’ll be seeing if I can convince them to participate), and then my final hurrah, the Run For Education 10K will be October 19.  Phew!  That’s a lot of races over the course of a month. 

Training is going well.  My only nemesis right now is the blister that keeps cropping up on my right foot…  Anyone have suggestions for preventing blisters?  I at first thought my problem was the shoes, so I bought new shoes, and am still getting a blister in the same spot on the arch of my foot.

Speaking of blisters, my brother did his 10K run in the triathlon on Sunday without socks, and his feet were covered with blisters.  He powered through, and it didn’t seem to slow him down.  Me, on the other hand, I’m a wimp when it comes to blisters!

Back in the office after yet another weekend on the road…  But at least this morning I was granted the gift of a new computer, which so far has made me very happy!  I now have a HP Compaq 8510p, as I was on the verge of chucking my Toshiba Portege off the roof with its poor performance on Vista.

Anyway, this past weekend we went to Folsom, where my brother and JB competed in the Folsom International Triathlon.  The guys didn’t fail to impress me, both with second place finishes in their divisions.  My nephews even escorted JB to the finish line, running along side him. 

Last weekend, we were in Mammoth, where I got to go kayaking, trail running and road biking.  I even got to take Little Miss on a real horseback ride.  I have a ton of pics to post, so I hope to get that done this week…

Ciao!

I got a kick out of this snippet from the Reno Gazette Journal this week:

Curly hair advantage

It might be time to give the straightening iron a rest. According to a story last week on ABC’s “Good Morning America,” employers are more likely to hire a woman with curly hair. A behavioral study found that woman with curls are considered self-starters, low maintenance and trustworthy compared to their flat locked peers.”
 

I love it! I knew there was a reason I wasn’t putting out the effort to straighten my hair all these years! (Besides not wanting to take the time to do so.)

With another birthday looming, it was comforting today to be told my Real Age is only 28.7.  Phew! Here’s to reverse aging!  How old are you?

Edited to add: Great, my brother that is 7 years older than me has a RealAge of 28, so now I’m not so proud of my 28.7.

OK, admittedly after watching this, open water swimming doesn’t make for the best TV.  BUT, watching the Olympic open water swim is good on your computer, as you can jump through to the good parts really easily.

This is for any of you nutty people like me that are interested in watching the women’s 10K Open Water Swimming event.

View the video on MSN

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I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed watching the Olympic swimming this past week.  I’m blessed with a husband who also enjoys watching swimming, so we watched together with baited breath, and constantly rewinded to see different techniques that we saw.  I have to admit I’ve developed a swimmer’s crush on Michael Phelps.  Not only is he an amazing swimmer, but he has a great laid back personality with a ton of humility and sportsmanship.  It’s already evident that he has brought the sport of swimming to new levels of respect.  Non-swimmers watched him avidly, and swim teams across the nation are seeing an influx of interest.  I even found renewed interest in myself to get back into swimming and hone my technique. 

I enjoyed watching all of the US team, and especially liked Natalie Couglin as well.  I’m sad that there is no more swimming to be seen (probably for another 4 years unfortunately), but I do look forward to catching the open water swim highlights on TV. 

I signed Little Miss up for swim lessons this week.  She has been what I call “God’s practical joke” when it comes to swimming, as it is my favorite sport in which I taught swim lessons for 7 years and coached for 3 years, but my toughest pupil yet is in my own daughter.  She is “cautious” (i.e. wimpy) in the water, and I’ve spent countless hours working with her, but I’m to the point where I’m sick of dealing with her extreme caution, and I think that some peer involvment would help her get over her issues. 

Anyway, congratulations to Michael Phelps, whom I call Phelpsy in our household.  I’m so proud of him, and look forward to seeing what he will continue to do in growing US Swimming.

This kept me conscious while in a really long, boring meeting:

1. What time did you get up this morning? 6am so that I could take a 45 minute walk before work.
2. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds – like the sparkle, feel guilty for the way they are harvested
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?  Sex and the City, seen with like 30 women from work.  So fun!
4. What are your favorite TV shows? Grey’s Anatomy, ‘Til Death (which has a scary depiction of our marriage), The Office, Scrubs, Sex and the City, John and Kate Plus Eight
5. What did you have for breakfast this morning? Protein shake, with V8 juice for a mid morning snack (I’m in phase 1 of the South Beach Diet)
6. What is your middle name? Lynnette.  No, seriously, it is.
7. What is your favorite cuisine?  Perhaps New Mexican, simply because of my limited access to it.  But I enjoy Indian, Thai, and sushi
8. What foods do you dislike? There aren’t many, and that is my problem.
9. Favorite chips? Soy Chips
10. What is your favorite CD at the moment? Aren’t CDs passé?  I listen to internet radio (Pandora.com) with the Frank Sinatra station
11. What kind of car do you drive?  2007 Toyota RAV-4 (i.e. my Mom car).  And yes, I still miss my 2000 Trans Am Ram Air (sniff)
12. What is your favorite sandwich? Winter’s Best bread with ham, cheese, avocado, onion and green chili
13. What characteristics do you despise? Being deceptive or selfish.
14. What are your favorite clothes? Pajamas, shorts, jeans
15. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation? I’ve been wanting a nice beach vacation for years…  One with tropical blue waters, white sandy beaches…  And after I get that, I’d like to go to the South of France and perhaps Spain.  But I don’t envision taking Little Miss on a trip like that, nor do I want to leave her for that long, so Europe will have to wait.

16. What’s your favorite brand of clothing? I’m not really into brands.  Right now, I’m enjoying my clothes from Banana Republic, J Jill, Anne Taylor and Talbots.
17. Where would you want to retire?  I wouldn’t mind retiring in Reno or a place like Reno.  I need access to the great outdoors as well as an established city with plenty of things to do.

18. Favorite time of day?  Snuggle time with Little Miss right before she goes to sleep.

19. Where were you born? Nuevo Mexico.  The new one, not the old one.   Did anyone see the reference on the show Las Vegas to New Mexico?  The character Samantha said, “not everything new is good.  Look at New Mexico.”  Ouch, that one stung.

 20. What is your favorite sport to watch? Swimming.  I know, I’m a freak.  Can’t wait to watch Michael Phelps and Dara Torres in the Olympics!

21. Pepsi or Coke? Diet Coke

22. Beavers or ducks? Ducks  (we’re rather partial to ducks in our household)

23. Are you a morning person or a night owl? I’d love to be a night owl, but motherhood prevents that. 

24. Pedicure or manicure? Pedicure – manicures never last.

25. Any new and exciting news you’d like to share?  Just heard the possibility of a business trip to Barcelona in the Fall (not holding my breath on that one).

 26. What did you want to be when you were little? An exotic dancer.  Really – I thought it meant a “fancy” dancer.  Then I wanted to be a writer…  A dream still unfulfilled.

 27. What is your best childhood memory? Wow, just one?  Well, I’d like to say Christmas mornings

 28. Piercing? Just one in each ear.

 29. Ever been to Africa ? NO

 30. Ever been toilet papering? Ah, this was quite the pass-time in middle school and high school.  I used to regularly TP and fork the lawn of my big crush, whom I later learned was the next door neighbor of my siter-in-law

 31. Been in a car accident? Yes.  I was the passenger in a car that was hit by a UPS truck.  Now that was riveting!

 32. Favorite Day of the week? Saturday

 33. Favorite restaurant? Country Gourmet in the Bay Area.  They have generous portions of delicious and healthy food, no corkage fees, and an entire play area for kids in the back room.

 34. Favorite Flower? Hard to pick just one…  I like red roses, as they make me think of my wedding, daisies, as they make me think of my Mom, and the Stargazer Lilly because they smell so darn good.

 35. Favorite Ice Cream? Cake batter

 36. Favorite fast food restaurant? QDoba

 37. How many times did you fail your drivers test? 0

 38. From whom did you get your last email? Crap, I receive hundreds of emails a day, so there is no such thing as a last email.

 39. In which stores would you choose to max out your Credit card? None.  I’ve never maxed out a credit card, and don’t plan on doing that.  I’m just not that into shopping.

 40. Bedtime? 11 ish usually

 41. Last person you went to dinner with? JB – went to Rapscallion to celebrate his bday.

 42. What are you listening to right now? Blah blah blah blah blah blah

 43. What is your favorite color? Red

 44. How many tattoos do you have?  None.  Never found a symbol I thought would last me a lifetime.   Just can’t think of anything I’d want on my body when I’m eighty.

 

I love the summer Olympics, as it’s one of the only times I get to watch swimming on TV (one of the only sports I actually like to watch on TV).  This year, I’m rooting for Dara Torres, the 41 year old mother competing against a bunch of teenagers.  I think it is so awesome to see her be competitive against girls young enough to be her daughters!

And of course, I’ll be waching my Phelpsy (Michael Phelps).  Not really a fan of the Mark Spitz mustache he’s sporting, but I do like why he is sporting it, as he aims to break Mark Spitz’s record of 8 gold medals!  Plus, he’s not hard on the eyes!

This weekend, I did the best birthday surprise ever for JB.  It completely blew his mind!  I told him we were going somewhere on an overnight trip.  I told him to pack all kinds of random things, including swim fins, a dress shirt, goggles, running shoes, etc.  I didn’t let on until we pulled into the long term parking at the airport that we weren’t actually going anywhere, but that we were going to pick someone up.

You should have seen his reaction.  It was hilarious.  I then called the surprise guest, JB’s best friend Jon, and Jon answered the phone saying, “the eagle has landed”.  I marched JB to the bag claim area, and then just told him to keep an eye out for people he recognized. 

My husband had perma-grin all weekend.  And not only did he get time with Jon, but he got to go to the Steely Dan  concert that he has been drooling over for weeks.  In fact, at one point last week, he asked if he really had to go on the surprise trip, as he wanted to go to this concert.  It made things all the sweeter that Jon and JB had been Steely Dan fans together in their college days.

Before the concert, we went out to eat at Cabo Wabo’s in South Lake Tahoe.  The concert was really good (very interesting people watching as well).  I hate to admit that I only knew 2 songs, but I guess that’s because the band was popular in the 70s, and well, I don’t have much memory of the 70s. 

Afterwards, we went out to Cabo Wabo’s for the bar scene, and they had an awesome cover band that had me dancing like crazy as the boys hung out.  There were bachelorette parties amuck in there, and I have decided that the next bachelorette party I throw will need to be there. 

Sunday, the boys recovered most of the day while I hung out with Little Miss.  I was on low sleep as well, but didn’t have the hangover issue that they did.  Little Miss got to spend time at her cousins’ house, so she was thrilled.  Next weekend, it’s my turn to watch her cousins, which I can’t complain, because babysitters are flipping expensive, and there aren’t three little girls I’d rather hang out with than my nieces and daughter.

On a side note, congrats to my brother G, who finished second overall and first in his age-group in the Vineman AquaBike race over the weekend.  This nutty event is like an Ironman without the marathon run, including a 2.4 mile swim and a 112 mile bike.  His athletic prowess never ceases to amaze me.  Thanks for being so selfish with those athletic genes, bro!

My work hell continues…  It started on Thursday night, through Friday, and then started up again Sunday night at 7pm, through the night, and escalated to a customer yelling at me at 7am Monday morning for systems failures that were completely out of my hands.

Is it Friday yet?

To make things more fun, I woke up Saturday with pink eye, so I marched into Urgent Care first thing Saturday morning.  After going through paperwork and getting my vitals checked and waiting for 30 minutes in the exam room, I was told the doctor didn’t show up.  So then I got to go to another Urgent Care and start the process over.  Just how I wanted to spend my Saturday morning!

On Saturday afternoon, I took Little Miss to Great Basin Adventure Park, where she got her first ever pony ride.  I hadn’t told her about the pony rides because I didn’t want to get her excited if they weren’t running them that day.  So it blew her mind when I marched her up to the pony rides, where she was first in line, and I thought her head might pop off when she got lifted up on top of the pony.  I have NEVER seen my child so happy and smiling so broad.  When the ride was over, I marched right back to the ticket booth and bought her another ride.

To add to the entertainment, it was Mormon Pioneer Days at the park, meaning the place was teaming with Mormons dressed in Pioneer costumes, but part of me was wondering if for some of them it was their regular garb.  I have never seen so many pregnant woman in one place, and every pregnant woman had at least 2-3 children trailing behind her.  Except, that is, for the seventeen year old pregnant girl that was chatting me up in the restrooms.  Those Momons, they know how to procreate!

On Sunday, I took Little Miss on a short hike in the morning, and in the afternoon, we did a family outing to Lake Tahoe.  I got to do some open water swimming in rough water with at least 5 foot swells, and after a half an hour of getting tossed around and swallowing half of Lake Tahoe, I threw in the towel.  So it was a lovely afternoon/evening until I joined a conference call at 7pm to find my work about to blow up in my face.

Arrgh. 

While we were at the beach yesterday, JB looked at the lifeguard and said, you should get a job here as a lifeguard.

I laughed, and told him if that would pay the bills, I’d do it in a second.  There is nothing more I’d like than to sit on the beach of Lake Tahoe every day than to deal with the stress I’ve been having.

*closing my eyes and going to that happy place now*

I’m off to Seattle on Wednesday.  Hopefully things will settle by then.

Wow, it’s Friday again.  Why is it the weeks in the summer just fly by?!  Probably because there is just so much to do around here compared to the Fall and Winter…  Quick recap:

  • Last weekend, JB was supposed to do the Donner Lake Triathlon, which was cancelled due to smoke from the CA fires.  The man then managers to pick up a ticket for the Death Ride on Friday, and then did the Death Ride (from 5am to 4:30pm) over 5 mountain passes the next day.  Only my husband would attempt that ride without the proper training!  JB made it 4.5 passes (had to quit due to hail and a flash flood), but my brother made it all 5.  Those guys amaze me. 
  • I did “happy hour” at the beach last Friday with the girls (including Little Miss), and Saturday, we hung out at the pool for 2 hours.
  • Sunday, a friend and I went up to Lake Tahoe early in the morning for some open water swimming.  The water was smooth as glass and it was absolutely gorgeous.  Made me so happy!
  • Last night, we went to a concert where the band from our wedding reception (Uncle Funkle) was playing.  It was nice to hear them again, and Little Miss really got into the dancing.
  • This weekend, it’s the maiden voyage in our pop-up camper.  More beach time and one really long run are on the agenda.

So that’s about it on the update front.  We decided we’re a bit fed up with our day care this week, so I’ve spent all kinds of time calling preschools to see what the lists are like…  Par for the course, preschool lists are nutty too…  It will take at least a year to get a space for her somewhere else.  Man, is it frustrating to want to make a change in childcare but have my hands tied by limited availability!

Random thoughts to share from the past week:

  • I had the worst trip yet to the grocery store with Little Miss last night.  I left feeling like I had been through a battle.  It started in the car, when she proclaimed she didn’t want to go to the store, and it took me 5 minutes to wrangle her out of the car, using the bribe that she could push her own little “customer in training” cart.  She then decided she didn’t want to push the cart as we were in the middle of the store, but she didn’t want me to push or pull the cart, so in the middle of the aisle, I had to pick her up, push a mini cart, and go back to the front to get a real cart.  I then strapped her into the full size cart, and the screaming ensued for the remainder of the trip.  At one point, a clerk came up to me and asked over the screaming if I could use help finding anything.  Though the gesture was appreciated, all I could do was think of was the snarky response of, “a babysitter?”  Later, I thought of even better answers to her question, like “where is the hard alcohol?” or “could you hold this for me?” (referring to my screaming daughter.  It took me at least an hour to recover from that trip to the store. 
  • This morning, Little Miss awoke while I was in the shower, so JB went up to get her dressed.  When I emerged from getting ready, I heard all kinds of talking coming from her room, and I tip-toed up there to find that JB, still in his underwear (from sleeping) was reading her a Mother Goose story.  It truly melted my heart.  I tip-toed back downstairs so as not to interrupt them.
  • My husband shaved his legs this weekend in preparation for the Donner Lake Triathlon this weekend.  I can’t get used to it, but I think I like it…  What I really like is that he will now have a new respect for how fast I can shave my legs, and I won’t get any more ribbing on how long my showers take when I have to shave. 
  • Last week, my daughter came up to me and asked, “are you poopie?” and then she proceeded to pull down my pants to check, just as I do for her.  It was really funny.

So that’s about all I have to say.  We had a nice 4th of July, spending time with both of my brothers and their families over the weekend.  I got in some good swims and a trail run, which was enjoyable.  We’ve also been enjoying the outdoor concerts available through Artown. 

More later!

This article about a woman injuring her eye while trying on thong underwear was the talk in the coffee room this morning at work.  I have to admit I got a chuckle out of it.  We pondered the logistics of hurting your eye while trying on underwear a bit, which was a conversation that HR would have cringed at, but it was entertaining at least.

I have had one rant this week…  It has to due with Pot Luck lunches at daycare.  Little Miss’ daycare has these at least once a month.  They peeve me up front, as don’t I have enough to do now rather than cook food for a Pot Luck that I won’t even be attending?  But worse, it is what the other parents bring that is driving me batty.  For the past two Pot Lucks, parents have brought in donuts and croissants.  I’m sure it is repeat offenders that are doing this.

The first time this happened, I was so appalled (as in my kid could injest 1 week worth of fat and sugar in one sitting — woo!) that I wrote a note to the director encouraging her to ask parents to bring in healthy options for the Pot Lucks.  I mean you should see what the classroom is like on these mornings, with 12 toddlers on a sugar high.  The kids are literally bouncing off the walls.  And for now, I can tell them I don’t want my daughter eating those foods, but the day will soon come when she’ll feel really left out if she can’t eat what the other kids are eating. 

But really, who gives an entire Krispy Kreme donut to a 2 year old?!  I struggle on a daily basis to give her healthy food, and then she is surrounded all day by people who think that donuts are one of the sections on the USDA food pyramid.

I’m fine with my kid having sweets occasionally…  Cake at parties, homemade cookies, etc., but can’t we draw the line?  Do they have to have a ton of saturated fat as well?!

The daycare director called me after receiving my letter, and said she agreed whole heartedly that they don’t want to be pumping sugar and fat laden food into our kids…  But when the next pot luck came around, nothing had changed.

Do I throw up my hands in defeat?  I guess I could argue that it is only one day per month that this happens, but it goes deeper….  Like what they serve at daycare for hot lunches (fries, tater tots, etc.), and what other parents pack for their kids to eat (one kid came in with a McDonald’s sandwich for breakfast today)…  Soon my child will start coveting the food that her friends eat, right?  I wish I could find a daycare facility that encourages and enforces healthy eating habits.  I plan to teach her why we eat healthy foods, but I think a lot of it comes down to socialization.

Anyway, I know certain members of my family will hoot and holler about this, thinking it is a funny thing for me to get riled up about, but having spent a lifetime dealing with weight issues, I vow to fight to instill healthy eating habits in my daughter so that she doesn’t have to deal with the esteem issues that come along with the extra weight.  Is that such a horrible thing for a mother to do?!

Sorry for the lack in posting.  I’m sick with a cold, and just can’t find motivation to do much above the basic daily requirements of work and motherhood.  Don’t give up on me.  As soon as I’m off the cold meds and my mind clears, I swear I’ll post something witty.  You just wait.

Yes, I’m stil alive.  I honestly haven’t had anything exciting to report.  I feel like I have moved to Seattle, as for the last week, we have had cool, gray and rainy weather.  It was a bummer to have this weather system settle over Reno for the holiday weekend, but it meant that I didn’t have any plans (going to the beach and outdoor pool were OUT), so we lazed around and just enjoyed some quiet family time.

I have resumed trail running now that ski season is over, and I had forgotten just how much I love trail running.  There is a gorgeous trail with a mild incline 5 minutes from my house, and it is almost therapeutic for me to immerse myself in the smell of the forest, the crunch of the dirt under my shoes, and the sound of the rushing stream that is at its peak flow right now.  I have felt really strong running lately, and I think it is now time to venture to more difficult trails.  Anyway, the weather was perfect for trail running, as it was cool, and the clouds made the mountains look very much like those in Washington state. 

On Sunday, after a glorious run, I decided that Little Miss should enjoy the trail as well, so I took her and our dog Shadow up to the trail for a short hike.  She was really excited to hike, and kept following Shadow around, doing everything that he did.  When Shadow sniffed a bush, she would sniff a bush, when he’d raise a leg to pee, she would raise a leg and pretend to pee.  It was really funny.  She made it a long ways — at least a mile, which is great for a 2 year old.  I figure we’ll keep working her up on distance this summer, since she has boycotted the jog stroller and the backpack.

This week is starting to get busy for us.  Tonight is a birthday party for a 4 year old at Chuckie Cheese (woo — haven’t been there since I was in Brownies), tomorrow night is girls night out with women from work, where we’ll be going to happy hour and then to the premier of Sex and the City.  Then this weekend, it’s wine tasting, a family kick ball tournament, and a birthday party for my brother, who is having the big 4-0 celebration.  We’ll have all of my family together this weekend, and I can’t wait.  It will be chaos, but such fun chaos.

I’m starting to map out our camping plans for the summer, as we’re ready to put our new camper to use.  Anyone have suggestions of good camp sites in the Northern Nevada/California area?  On my hit list are June Lake, Gold Lake and Lake Almanor (can you tell we like to go to lakes?).  What other sites should we try?

I think many people in my circle of family and friends don’t understand why I blog, or why women would want to blog about their children.  One of my favorite bloggers, Heather from Dooce.com, said it so eloquently on her site today:

“Will you (her daughter) resent me for this website? Absolutely. And I have spent hours and days and months of my life considering this, weighing your resentment against the good that can come from being open and honest about what it’s like to be your mother, the good for you, the good for me, and the good for other women who read what I write here and walk away feeling less alone. And I have every reason to believe that one day you will look at the thousands of pages I have written about my love for you, the thousands of pages other women have written about their own children, and you’re going to be so proud that we were brave enough to do this. We are an army of educated mothers who have finally stood up and said pay attention, this is important work, this is hard, frustrating work and we’re not going to sit around on our hands waiting for permission to do so. We have declared that our voices matter.”

I couldn’t have said it better.  Not only is blogging a great and easy way to keep family and friends posted on our goings on, but it’s also an outlet for the frustrated unpublished writer in me.  I can publish myself at any time simply by clicking on the button that says, “publish”.  And this site has reunited me with so many people from my past — so many people that I would have fallen out of touch with.  Like Regan, from my high school French class, that just recently made Little Miss an adorable dress (oh, and she lives in London now), or Karen, whom I met the first day of high school and now lives on the East coast (married to another good friend from high school), but we still have a pulse on what the other is doing.  Just this week, Pennie, with whom I double dated to the Homecoming dance my senior year (with the infamous picture of my 90s hair from last week), commented on my site on how she remembered that dress.  How cool is that, people?!

I have also virtually met women that I never would have met such as Kristen from Krisalis and Kris from Web-Goddess.  I’ve followed along with their lives for years, and feel like we’ve been friends, even if all we do is read each others’ blogs.

I’m not as courageous as Heather from Dooce, meaning I won’t say anything on this site that will anger people I care about or jeapordize my employment, and hence I can’t make my living blogging as she does, but it is still quite a fun and entertaining hobby.

Maybe it’s because I’m green when it comes to earthquakes, but the 4.7 magnitude quake that hit Reno at 11:30 Friday night SCARED THE BLEEPITY BLEEP BLEEP OUT OF ME!  I was talking on the phone with JB (he was on a business trip in Phoenix), laying in bed ready to go to sleep when the quake hit.  The whole house was shaking and shuttering, and the garage door was going BOOM BOOM BOOM and JB got to witness my freak out as I yelled, “EARTHQUAKE!  EARTHQUAKE!  OH MY GOD, EARTHQUAKE!”

I leaped out of bed and ran to a doorway, just as I’m thinking, “dear God, my baby is upstairs!”  I had horrible visions of the second floor crashing down, and as I ran to the stairs, the quaking stopped.  I haven’t found any damage to our house, but the adrenaline rush was intense.

According to this video link provided by my brother, it is forecasted that we may get a 6.1 quake, as these could be “foreshocks”.  YIKES!!!!  I sure hope all the structures around here hold.  We have been having numerous little quakes in the past week.  They were mildly entertaining as I’d be sitting in a meeting and we’d say, “look, the projector screen is shaking — that must be an earthquake,” and we’d all chuckle.

Friday night was no laughing matter in my eyes.  More details here.  Fingers crossed for us!

I dedicate this post to my sister-in-law, who emailed me today pleading that I post again, as the booger post below this was making her sick.  Life has been crazy hectic again.  I’m finally getting over my cold, and now Little Miss got sick last night, and I think we got a total of 2 hours of sleep.  Dragging today for sure.

So why did I post that picture of me with classic 90s hair?  That is me going to my senior homecoming dance, circa 1992.  (Click on the image to see a larger version of all of the hair in its glory.)  I dredged up that pic last week, as I was asked to participate in a program at work where we bring in a bunch of high school juniors and seniors for our employees to talk to them about our education and career paths.  In essence, I was asked to present to them the things I wish I would have known at their age, and to help them relate to us, we were to show a picture of us in high school.  I showed two.  The second will come later… 

So what did I say?  It’s hard to say it eloquently on 2 hours of sleep with a toddler chatting in my ear, but here it goes.  I told them to start exploring career options in high school, by asking to do job shadows, and taking personality tests.  I have had so many great personality tests in trainings from work, and I think having that information back then might have made me choose a different education and career path. 

All of the speakers conveyed that college was FUN.  But I helped bring the kids down to earth telling them how I lost my full ride scholarship by one tenth of a point on my GPA my first semester.  In other words, I told them to have fun, but also remember what is at stake. 

I told them about how I wanted nothing more than to leave New Mexico and find a big corporate job upon graduating from college, which I did.  I loved the job, but discovered that WHERE you live is just as important as what you do, as I really detested living in Michigan and working in downtown Detroit. 

I told them about some of the cool jobs I had in General Motors, and how at age 24, I had a mind blowing budget of $14 Million dollars.  Then I told them how I decided to move out West and found a company to move me, which they did, and then proceeded to lay me off 5 weeks later.  I think it’s hard for someone in high school to understand what that feels like, but I drove home the point of just because you’re young and educated doesn’t mean you’re immune to down sizing. I also told them that building your own networks was the key to being able to find a job (i.e. pick yourself back up when that happens), and illustrated that with how I convinced my next employer to create a job that was perfect for me. 

Anyway, that was the gist of the presentation.  Education is king (not to mention much more fun than the REAL world), and that they could take control of their own destiny.  The kids were engaged, dressed to the nines in business attire, and really impressed me.  I hope they learned a few gems from me.

On Monday, I started volunteering with the Junior Achievement program, where I go into a class of third graders and teach them about business once a week for five weeks.  I had an absolute blast teaching the class (got to live out the idea of being a teacher for a short time), and am looking forward to continuing this process.  Once again, the kids were really engaged and eager to participate.  I got such a big kick out of writing my name as Mrs. Bellin on the white board (evidently chalk boards are passe now) as I introduced myself.  I’ve always wanted to do that.  I just have to say how cool my employer is for providing these types of opportunities for myself and other employees to give back to the community, as it really helps provide me with a sense of fulfillment.

So I’ll leave you with the second picture I showed during the presentation to high schoolers, a picture that I look at with a bit of sorrow, as I just miss this body:

 

That’s me at 16 as a drill teamer.  I look back at that picture and remember that I thought I was fat back then.  Someone even told me at that age that I couldn’t afford to gain any more weight.  Well, I afforded it, that’s for sure, but I’m still healthy, even if a bit heftier.  But still, I think that picture helps illustrate how warped a teenage girl’s view of reality and her own body can be.

Oh, and to the drill team picture, one of the high schoolers reacted, “it’s amazing how dated that outfit is.”  Really?!  I guess drill teamers and cheer leaders dress a lot sexier now-days, don’t they?

I’ll try not to let another week go by without another post. 

 

I had to get up at the unGodly hour of 5:30am today, and am currently at the Reno-Tahoe International Airport awaiting my flight to Seattle.  I’m headed up for three days of marathon meetings.  Aren’t you envious?!

The Mammoth trip went well, despite JB getting sick the day we departed for the mountain.  Little Miss had a blast hanging out with her grandparents this weekend.  It was hard coming back on Sunday only to leave her again on Tuesday.  When I told her yesterday I was going to get on an airplane, she said, “no, Mommy, no airplane”.

I’ll post pics from our trip soon.  Flight is boarding.  Ciao!

I’ve been thinking all day about what April Fools post I could do, but I just don’t have the energy right now.  I seriously thought about posting that I was done blogging and shutting down this place as my joke, but then thought my 10 readers might take it seriously and never come back again.

So anyway, I’m very sleepy lately.  I think it’s because we tend to jam pack so much into the weekends that by the time Monday morning rolls around, I’m just pooped.  On Saturday, I took Little Miss to the pool, which she still loves, but is wanting to spend most of her time in the hot tub (time which I make her earn).  I do find that the hot tub helps extend our water time when she starts to get cold. 

Anyway, that afternoon, we took out my bike for our maiden voyage with a child seat behind my seat.  The fit is really tight on my bike, meaning I have to put my feet really far up on the pedals and her poor face is right behind my derriere.  I had visions of us riding to the park, pool and store this summer, but with the tight fit, and how off centered I felt, we may resort to rides around the neighborhood and on flat bike paths.  Being that we live in the foothills, rides to the park, pool and store require a pretty steep climb that with my funky position on the pedals and not really being able to stand up and pedal, that could be a challenge.

On Sunday, we met up with my brother and his family at Kirkwood for some skiing.  My sister-in-law offered to watch Little Miss so that JB and I got a chance to ski together for a few hours — for the first time since January.  It was quite a treat, despite the conditions being cold and icy.  Because a crappy day of skiing beats a good day at work anytime.

We also picked up our latest purchase from my brother — a 1995 pop-up camper complete with teal and pink curtains.  Rockin’!  I’m so excited to start camping more this summer, as tent camping and a toddler just didn’t mix well last year. 

So that’s all I have to report.  The in-laws are coming in this weekend and JB and I are sneaking off for a quick ski weekend at Mammoth.  The weather forecast is looking good for some nice slushy ego snow.  I look forward to the time away with the hubs, but know it will be a hell of a workout, as keeping up with him has become quite the challenge.

Just wanted to offer out a virtual pat on the back to my NMSU Aggies, who gave the smack-down to University of Nevada, Reno (I LOVE it when that happens), and made it into triple over time against Boise State for the WAC Tournament title.  Take it from me, that is an amazing performance for my alma mater!

I totally thought I could type a lot faster than this.  Thanks to Web-Goddess for the link.  Go try yourself and let me know your score!  I type 78 words per minute…  And lovely WordPress isn’t letting the pretty graphic post for some reason…

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What a good weekend.  I write this with a belly full of steak, a nice wine buzz, and the glow from spending a half day out on the sunny ski slopes of Mt. Rose.  The weather here this weekend was just perfect, inviting us out doors to relish in it. 

Skiing today was so much fun.  I ended up finding a ski buddy in a tourist that was visiting from New York City (JB and I were switching off skiing and spending time with Little Miss).  Anyway, my ski buddy had remarkable skillz for a New Yawker (lived near Whistler for years, explaining this conundrum), and we were both out on the slopes without our spouses, so the company was welcome.  The Chutes were just awesome today.

Little Miss and I went to the pool again yesterday, and she is progressing at a remarkable speed.  I am salavating at how much fun we’ll have at the outdoor pool and lakes this summer.

Off to enjoy the rest of my wine buzz…  And I just want to say I’d like to extend one big virtual hug to whomever decided to move the time change forward 3 weeks.  I love the new time, and am thrilled that I’ll have sunlight after I get off work so that Little Miss and I can now go on walks and trips to the park in the evenings.

 Ciao!

Wow, that week flew by in a blur.  Things are good in our household.  Everyone (knock on wood) appears to be well and happy.  On Friday, I got to go snow shoeing and skiing for work, which makes for a great work day!  Saturday, I was so tired from the day before (which I started off sore from a run I did on Thursday), so I just hung out with Little Miss.

We went to the pool, and she has made quite a turn around.  Now, the only time she cries is when I tell her it’s time to get OUT of the pool.  She made so much progress, and just loved the pool, something that means a lot to me.  I’m having visions of us playing at the pool every weekend this summer.  She is still tenative, but getting a lot more confident. 

After the pool, we stopped by to see my brother’s family, where Little Miss had a blast playing with her cousins.  That night, I whipped up a mean enchilada casserole for dinner.

On Sunday morning, we got up early, I packed food for the whole day, and we headed to Kirkwood (1.25 hours away) for some skiing.  Unfortunately, most of the mountain was on wind hold for the whole day, meaning that JB and I each did about 2 runs on groomers.  Since there were 2 main chairs running, the lines were horrible, meaning you’d wait in line for 45 minutes for a 2 minute groomer run.  It just wasn’t worth it, so we headed in, and hung out with my other brother and nephew for the day.  Little Miss just idolizes her almost 7 year old cousin, and she had a blast anyway.  She was wearing her “skier in training” shirt that we bought her at Taos last month.

Anyway, we got home around 7pm last night after stopping for dinner in Carson City.  It was a heck of a lot of effort and driving for not much skiing at all.  We were kicking ourselves for not going to Mt. Rose, which is only 15 minutes from our house.

That’s all that I have to report around here.  Luckily, I fit in a spin class today at lunch to make up for my lack of activity yesterday.  More later! 

I feel like my life has been on fast forward lately, and that I just can’t seem to get caught up.  It all started with coming back from vacation at the beginning of February, when I had to catch up at work for a week, then I went on a week business trip and got sick on the trip, and had another catch up week, and in the midst of it all, my daughter turned two and got sick herself.

For the past two weeks, I had what I was calling the “death cough”, which was unrelenting and I just felt tired and run down.  Little Miss came down with the cough on Thursday, and we both ended up going home sick for a half day.  On Friday, we both went to the doctor (and yes, now I’m behind at work again). 

Saturday morning, JB left for a ski clinic at Kirkwood, and Little Miss started the day by puking all over me (soaked down to my underwear).  I think she had the flu, as she was feverish and wouldn’t drink or eat anything besides apple juice for two days.  She also kept telling me that different things hurt, like her back, her hands, her face…  Sounds like the aches to me.  Couple that with an impressive 3 day storm, where the hubby got snowed in at the ski resort (thanks to my brother and his family for letting him shack up in their condo), and there was a bit of cabin fever in our house.

I did manage to round up a sitter on Sunday afternoon, as I was really itching to get up and enjoy the fresh powder (I had been monitoring the snow levels at the ski resorts and was green with envy about the hubby being “stuck” at a ski resort with a free place to stay and a season pass).  Unfortunately, the storm was in full force by the time I headed up the mountain,  making the drive a bit hairy.  Top that off with the fact that all 4 pairs of goggles that JB and I own ended up in his ski bag with him at Kirkwood, my visibility was nil the first run. 

I borrowed the world’s cheapest goggles from Lost and Found, and was able to salvage some good runs out of the day.  By my last run (1.5 hours after arriving at the mountain), I started to worry about the drive home and wasn’t enjoying the white out whipping wind blizzard conditions, so I headed out.  The drive home was super scary, as there were points where the wind blew the snow so hard that it was complete white out conditions, and I had to just stop because I couldn’t see the road or other cars.  Luckily, no one crashed into the back of me.  Things were made worse by all of the aggressive drivers out there passing people (i.e. me) on blind curves in white out conditions. 

There was a nasty wreck towards the bottom of the highway, and they even shut down the highway shortly after I got home.  Anyway, even though it wasn’t the best ski day for me, it did cure my cabin fever.

Little Miss and I are both well now, and it is taking an insane amount of self discipline for me to not play hooky and head up to the mountains, which just look way too inviting right about now.  I can see the Mt. Rose Chutes from my office, which doesn’t help matters!

 That’s all for now.  Sorry I don’t have anything more inspirational to share.

I can’t tell you how sad I am about Brianna Denison, the 19 year old that disappeared off a friend’s couch one night a month ago, and whose body was found this past weekend.  She had been sexually assaulted and strangled to death.  They found her in a field behind JB’s office; a field that I drive by every day.

I stopped by that field yesterday, which has been turned into a memorial, to pay my respects.  This whole case is disturbing.  There are posters, fliers and bumper stickers about her all around town, all saying “Bring Bri Home”.  The poster that was by the memorial had been changed to say, “Bring Bri Justice”. 

She was a beautiful girl that seemed to be warm and very loved.  The whole community feels a sense of loss now, and it is haunting to know that her killer is still out there, on the loose.  I think back to my college days, and how many times I crashed on someone’s couch without thinking a thing about it.  Or how many times we probably left a door unlocked and nothing ever happened.  I could walk around our campus alone at night and never feel afraid.  I felt so safe at college.  And now, with all of the school shootings and incidents like this, I cringe to think what college life has and will become.  Will colleges need to start having security at the level of airports?  Will my daughter have to pass through a metal detector and have her bags x-rayed on her way to class each day?

The fact that Brianna’s body was dumped in an area I frequent almost every day is also disconcerting.  On my drive home yesterday, all I could think was that the killer probably drove that very same road after he dumped her body.  They say the killer has strong local ties and that they believe he is still in the area. 

The local paper has an entire web section dedicated to Brianna’s case.  Let’s hope that law enforcement finds this guy and he gets the punishment he deserves.  My thoughts and prayers go out to her family and friends, as even though I didn’t know her, I too feel her loss.

I’m in Seattle today.  Ironically, when I left Reno, it was cloudy and here in Seattle, it’s completely clear skies.  The weekend went well, but remarkably fast.  I spent Saturday doing laundry, cleaning, hanging with Madelynn, going to the park and a side trip to Wally World.  I was amazed to see how high my calorie burn was (via the Body Bugg) that day.  I burned just as much as a day when I go to the office and work out really hard at lunch.  Hmmm….  One more arguement in favor of being a stay at home mom!

On Sunday, I got a half day of skiing in at Mt. Rose right as a storm was blowing in, and the wind was wholly impressive.  The Body Bugg claimed I burned 980 calories in 2 hours of skiing, which I’m not sure I believe.  I figure half of that time is spent on a chair lift, so I’m wondering if all of those bumps runs wigged this contraption out a bit.

Little Miss has a new game she likes to play.  She’ll go to a hiding place and announce, “I’m hiding”, and then she expects me to come find her.  When I do (as she beckons to me so that her hiding place is painfully obvious), she acts extremely surprised.   She’ll then go hide again.  In the same spot.  And she wants to play this game over and over and over and over.  After I’ve found her in the SAME spot about 20 times, it tends to get a bit old.

She is also developing some bad sleep habits.  I’ve been rocking her to sleep for quite a while now, and usually I can rock her for a few minutes and place her in her crib where she’ll roll over and sleep for about 11 hours.  But this week, as soon as I get up from rocking her, she clings to me and screams “Rock!!! Rock!!!”  So then I go back and start the process over again.  After about an hour last night, I determined I’d just let her cry herself to sleep, but 20 minutes later, she was still standing in her crib screaming her lungs out.  The only way I’ve been able to get her to sleep the past two nights is to lay down with her on the bed in the guest room, and once she’s asleep, I’m scared to move her after all that effort, so she has spent the past two nights in a queen sized bed, which doesn’t seem to phase her.  Any of you Moms have suggestions for me?  I’m thinking I’ll have to set a limit on the rocking and try to let her cry it out, but she is proving to be rather stubborn.

That’s all the news from bean town (Seattle is big on coffee, dontchaknow). 

P.S.  I’m curious to see how many calories I burn in a day-trip to Seattle for work.  I walked over 2,000 steps in airports just this morning!

Just back from a weekend in Kirkwood, where I witnessed one of the most impressive storms of my life.  They got almost 11 feet of snow while we were there. 

We decided to head up on Thursday, as we anticipated the roads to Kirkwood getting shut down during the storm (the roads did close, and didn’t open again until yesterday afternoon).  I stopped by the grocery store after work to get supplies on Thursday, and I swear the whole town of Reno was there stocking up, as I think people thought they weren’t going to be able to leave their houses during the storm.  It was crazy — shelves bare, people with carts piled high, and lines 10 people deep to check out.  I had to chuckle at these people (many of whom were buying cheap flashlights), knowing we were about to drive right into the storm.

The ride to Kirkwood that night wasn’t bad until about the last 20 miles.  I have to admit I was a bit white knuckled at that point, but JB was confident and assured, and hence why he was driving. 

The ski lifts were shut down on Friday, as the winds were wholly impressive.  It was a full on blizzard up there.  So we just lounged in the one bedroom condo, which was very enjoyable with a good book and a cozy fire.  In the early evening, we decided we had to get out a bit, so we donned our ski wear and headed to the fitness center, which was about 200 yards away.  We had to march through 4 feet of snow and then dig out the door of the fitness center, which was frozen shut, but we managed to get it open.  By the time we left about an hour later, the door was buried shut again and our tracks were filled in. 

We had planned on putting Little Miss in daycare so that we could each enjoy the epic conditions together, but the daycare was shut down due to the storm.  Practically everything was.  But we each managed to get in a half day on Saturday and Sunday in truly epic conditions.

I have to say that I absolutely LOVE my new powder skis — the Salomon 1080 Guns.  After injuring myself (ironically at Kirkwood) six years ago in the powder, I have had major issues skiing in powder.  But with my Guns on, the fear subsided and I really enjoyed myself, and even went seeking the deeper, steeper snow. 

On Saturday, only two of the lower lifts were running, but I noticed that people were lining up at my favorite lift, Cornice Express (expert terrain).  I skied on over, and was one of the first in line.  The ski patrol announced they were about to open the lift, and I couldn’t believe my luck at getting fresh tracks on this chair.  Next thing I knew, all ski line ettiquette was broken, and people started pushing their way up to the front of the line.  I held my ground, but turned to the guy next to me and said, “I’ve never seen people bum rush a chair before.” 

He responded, “then you’ve never been here on a storm day!”

Everyone was cheering, and we were all excited…  And then we waited.  And waited.  And this was in the middle of a blizzard, mind you, so it was REALLY cold standing still like that.  After 30 minutes, we were told they changed their mind, and couldn’t open the chair due to high winds.  Oh well.  I almost made epic tracks that day.

It was really hard coming back last night, since two half days only wet our appetite for the pow-pow.  But we were responsible adults, and got our tushes back into our cubicles this morning.  (By the way, we have about 2 feet of snow at our house!)

Did you hear there is another storm hitting this week?  My mind is already back on the slopes, where I’ll be this weekend.  Mental note…  Need to find a babysitter…

Here are pics from the weekend.  I wanted to take more ski pics, but my battery died in my camera after my first slope side pic.  I borrowed batteries from the TV remote to capture how buried our vehicle got before it took JB 45 minutes to dig it out last night!

I had to come back to work so that I could get some rest, as I have been a regular Suzy Homemaker this weekend.  This weekend, I:

  • Did 7 loads of laundry
  • Grocery shopping
  • Baked 2 loaves of pumpkin bread
  • Baked 2 loaves of cranberry bread
  • Baked 1 batch of chocolate chip cookies
  • Whipped up a batch of fudge
  • Made two dinners last night - chili for us and chicken nuggets (from scratch with broccoli puree) for Little Miss, which she outright REFUSED to eat.  Grrrr…

Need I say that the house smells divine?!

On Saturday night, we went to JB’s company party, where the ‘entertainment’ was a White Elephant gift exchange.  I am not a fan of these exchanges, as you always seem to come home with something you don’t want, and Saturday night was no exception.  But the way it went down was humorous.

JB decided to buy a nice $20 bottle of wine for the exchange, as the limit was $20.  He then decided that his goal was to get his own gift back in the exchange.  It got picked, and he enacted the ’stealing’ rule, and went over and stole it back from someone.  I was laughing so hard at him.  And then he decided to be all coy and placed the bottle of wine behind his chair on the floor.  You could tell he thought he was scott free.

Until about 20 minutes later, when this woman sniffed out the bottle of wine like a blood hound and stole it right out from under him.  So JB went up to pick out an unopened gift, and took an inordinate amount of time shaking different packages, trying to find one with alcohol.

And what he ended up with was a frufy ceramic Santa cookie jar, aptly branded ‘Santa’s Retweet’.

I almost fell out of my chair when he opened that, as it was really funny to see the man lose a good bottle of wine for a ceramic cookie jar.  We spent the rest of the night trying to convince people to swap gifts with us, but everyone just laughed.  We came home with that darn cookie jar.

I told JB that I could take it to my work and put it in the common room with a sign that says ‘free to a good home’, but he grumpily said that he will save it to re-gift next year.  But he was really peeved that he ‘has to waste garage space’ on that ceramic Santa.

The plan was foiled, but it sure gave me a lot of enjoyment to watch — it was like someone was taking candy from a toddler.

I’ve been home sick this week.  I enjoy working from home, but this week, I have felt the looming deadline of getting Christmas decorations up in our house.  I was having an especially ba-humbug moment today when I contemplated not decorating and ditching my company Christmas party so that I didn’t have to go out and buy a dress.

But then I knew that I wanted to decorate so that Little Miss could start experiencing Christmas in our house, and I also knew that I would regret not going to the company party.  So, I went out and bought a dress and some fancy stiletto shoes (let’s see if I can walk in them for the whole night), and spent tonight decorating.  I still have the huge project of the tree to tackle, but at least it’s starting to look like Christmas around here, even if it’s warm and rainy outside!

I’m making a mental note not to get bogged down by the massive to-do list that comes with the holiday and to savor the moments that make it special.

About 10 minutes before I was scheduled to do a presentation to my peers, I was informed that my boss’s boss’s boss’s boss (i.e. 4 management levels up) would be attending.  EXCUSE ME?!

Internal panic ensued.  I ranted to myself about how I would have created the presentation much differently if I had known this big wig would be attending, regretted my wardrobe choice, and then frantically reviewed my slides.  Thankfully it went smoothly.  Crisis averted, but man, was that an adrenaline rush!

I hope everyone had a great holiday.  We sure did, as it included a lot of quality family time, relaxing, and good food and drink.  We flew with Little Miss to visit her Grandparents in the Bay Area, and she did remarkably well on the flight, despite us being on the delayed last flight of the day on the #1 and #2 most traveled days of the year. 

We went to a really nice restaurant for Thanksgiving, and she was a little angel until about the time the entrees arrived.  At that point, she hit the wall, and entered tantrum land, from which there is no return.  I ended up taking her outside and letting her wail, as she didn’t want to be held, but wanted to stand by a trash can and cry it out.  Ah, life with a toddler.

On Saturday, we took her to Ardenwood Historic Farm, where she joined in the Barnyard Buddies program and got to help feed the farm animals.  We saw clydesdale horses, cows (including a week old calf), sheep, lambs, chickens and bunnies.  All was well until the poor kid got pecked by a chicken, to the point that it drew blood.  Luckily, we cleaned her up and found a display where they were serving hot chocolate chip cookies made in a wood burning stove, and all was better.

We got home last night around 10:30pm, and Little Miss was in bed by 11pm.  I unpacked, and then packed for a business trip (leaving this afternoon), and right as I got comfortable in my own bed, she started crying.  Little Miss then stayed up until 1:30am, which was loads of fun, but I guess that’s what we get for getting her so off her routine.

So after spending one night in my bed, I am heading to Seattle this afternoon for a lovely (said with sarcasm) 4 day meeting, consisting of days where I’m booked from 8am to 9pm, and I’m somehow supposed to keep up with the hundreds of emails I’ll be receiving while I’m in those meetings.  I guess I won’t be sleeping much, eh?

Anyway, don’t expect to hear too much from me this week.  Toodles.

Updated to add:  The fun just keeps getting better.  Daycare just called, and looks like Little Miss has been exposed to Hand Foot and Mouth Disease, and has blisters in her mouth.  Hence, she is kicked out until further notice and I’m about to go get on a plane.  Lovely timing, I tell you!

Updated later to add:  blisters in mouth and on hands and feet have been confirmed.  Calling in the emergency backup support.  It’s days like these (as I have a trip I cannot get out of) that being a working mom just plain sucks.

I have so much to be thankful for, but no time to list it all in a thoughtful manner.  So I’ll just say that superficially, I am so glad that Thanksgiving will include a quiet affair with just my in-laws and going to a nice restaurant.  I hear all my co-workers talking about 20+ family members coming to dinner and cooking multiple turkeys, and can’t help but think that my day will be so much more relaxing!  And now I turn off my computer, and hope to keep it off until Sunday.  Adieu!

On Saturday, the hubby was under the weather, so Little Miss and I took off for a girl’s day.  We started by meeting some friends at the park, then went to tour the Lake Mansion in downtown Reno, where they were having an open house and pictures with Santa.  When we walked in, Santa said ‘ho, ho, ho’, and Little Miss got very frightened, which is how we ended up with a picture of me in my sweats (totally unprepared for a pic) holding a cowering toddler as Santa stood behind us. 

From there, we went to watch the guys that were jumping off a ski jump on top of the Silver Legacy Casino.  Unfortunately, due to wind conditions and a jumper getting injured earlier in the day, they didn’t jump when I was there.  But I looked up the video online, as I was especially curious to see Jesse Hall, who got his ski caught in his parachute lines and blew out his knee in the process.  I’m sure glad nothing more serious happened, and it definitely makes for some dramatic video.

Here is the video.

Now how many cities can claim that they’ve had guys going off of ski jumps off of a 40 story building?  One.  That would be Reno.  Talk about ‘America’s Adventure Place’! Read the article.

Anyway, the next day, JB took Little Miss to the park while I went trial running.  Trail running is my new pass-time on the weekends.  It is a really hard workout, but is almost therapeutic to be running in the crisp Fall air with the leaves on the ground. 

Unfortunately, Little Miss fell on the playground, and hurt her shoulder.  I spent the afternoon consoling her, and this morning, she woke up screaming in pain.  We determined she needed to go to a doctor.  I spent the morning taking her to the doc, and just like always, she seemed to have a miraculous recovery right before the doctor walked into the office, and I ended up trying to explain why I’m not insane for bring my perfectly well child into the doctor.  She’s still a bit sore, but the doc and I think she will be A-OK in a few days.  She got a sticker for putting up with the doc’s poking and prodding, and seems to be none worse the wear.  And yes, I’m glad for that outcome.

That’s all that is happening around here.  Two dramatic falls in one weekend.  Looking forward to a short work week!

You have to check out this Modest Mouse video, which was shot in Reno.  It stars the son of a friend of mine, Dave LaPlante.  You can read the write up of the video in the Reno Gazette Journal here, but basically, it depicts a woman taking her terminally ill child to all the places they used to visit.  It is shot in reverse time, and the video itself is pretty haunting.  I can’t imagine what it would be like to watch your child playing this role.  That must have been hard, but it really is a beautiful portrayal of love.

So here it is.  Keep an eye out for the hospital scenes, which were shot in the hospital where Little Miss was born.  And one big shout out to Dave, who has kids that just ooze cool from their pores. 

Here are some pictures from a costume party last weekend and from today’s bike ride outing.  It was a beautiful day today, so we headed to the Truckee River bike path.  Too bad Little Miss SCREAMED the whole way.  She simply hates the bike trailer.  JB is bound and determined to return it (we’ll see if REI will let him!).

Anyway, more later!