shirts

okay jennifer, here are some additional shirt ideas. i'm loving them all....

• front: There is an itch in runners. ~Arnold Hano
  back: We like to scratch it. ~Waco Runners
  
• front: Runners just do it.
  back: They run for the finish line even if someone else has reached it first.
  
• A side stich is like a car alarm. It signifies something is wrong, but you ignore it until it goes away.
  
• front: Waco Runners (i don't like the name but i can't think of anything right now.)
  back: Making the pavement feel needed, one mile at a time.
  
• Left. Right. Repeat.
  
• front: Running is a state of mind.
  back: It's called insanity.
  
• front: *Name of running club*
  back: I may be slow, but I'm still ahead of you.
  
• If we played tag, you'd be IT forever. (Love it.)
  
• front: *Name*
  back: Pardon Our Dust.
  
• front: I do today what you won't, so I can do tomorrow what you can't.
  back: Just RUN.
  
• I must confess, I could use some rest I can't run at this pace very long.
  
• Never again until tomorrow - that's what running does to you.

Proof

i was finally able to catch drew with his mouth open wide enough this afternoon to get a picture of his new tooth. yes, it's just barely there on the bottom, but it's taken him months to finally get it in. along with it has come the fussy-sillies. he's wanted me to hold him all day and he will cry one minute and be laughing the next. he's 27 pounds now so i'm officially exhausted by the end of the day. i had to include some other pictures of course....some of him eating his beloved rice puffs and some of him pushing his new book around. yes, pushing. he's decided everywhere he goes he has to put one hand on his book and push it around. it reminded me of the iRumba vacuum cleaner that runs into walls, backs up and goes a different direction all on its own. drew wasn't quite as technologically advanced today so everytime he pushed the book into something and it would go no further, he would put his head down on it and cry. it was kind of pitiful yet i found myself sitting in the floor laughing at him rather than helping him....oh well, he enjoyed himself regardless.





i've also found he has an affection for french fries like his momma....i had never given him one because i'm kind of anal about what he eats. i think because i eat so awful, so much junk all the time, i don't want him to even have a taste of those things. however, i turned around last weekend and mom had given him french fries. so, when he saw that i had some today, he crawled across the floor like a rocket to get to me....poor momma, i thought he was coming to sit in my lap but he just grabbed the fry out of my hand and shoved the whole thing in his mouth. when he wanted more and they were all gone, he had a complete and total meltdown. (no more french fries in his vicinity, that's for sure!)

Hooray!

Drew finally has a tooth! As of Thursday morning, his very first tooth broke through. It seems a little late considering he's a little over 10 months but my mom assures me none of us had teeth until somewhere around this time. I suppose what they say is true, every baby is different.

There are a few other "hoorays!" this weekend....Angie and JB are running their first 5K this morning in Lexington. They're running for a great cause, the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation....I wanted Angie to get JB a shirt that said "Running to Save Second Base".

Also, our friend Ashley has had her baby boy almost 8 weeks early. She had an emergency c-section around 1:00 am Friday. Solon Gray is 3 lbs 15 oz and 17 1/4 inches long. Jennifer and I were able to see him in the NICU for a few minutes and he is perfect! Very small and skinny, but perfect and doing well, thank goodness.

I found while being back in the NICU that it may very well be a place I would want to try to hide and stay in! How amazing to see all those teeny-tiny babies working so hard to make a place in this world. I couldn't help but think what a wonderful job those nurses must be blessed with, especially when everything turns out well for mom and baby. It was very shocking and a little heartwrenching to see Solon at almost 4 pounds and think that Drew was almost one of those babies. I spent a week at Central Bap when I was 6 1/2 months pregnant....who knows if Drew would have even been able to survive being 14 weeks early at 2.2 lbs if they hadn't been able to stop my labor. The doctors did not have much hope for him had he been born at that time, telling me he would have underdeveloped organs and senses. What amazes me is that there were babies just like that in the NICU yesterday and they all seemed to be doing so well and were so peaceful. It was definitely an experience I think I needed. Had I been wheeled in there when I was in the hospital to see what could happen to Drew if I didn't take care of myself, I would have probably been much more adament about following the bedrest rules.....

Anyway, away from the reflection and back to the point of this blog--

HOORAY ANGIE AND JB!

HOORAY ASHLEY AND SOLON!

okay, a bit of guilt is coming over me....

too much negativity now that i read the last post. i didn't delete it though because i need to get it out. anyway, here's some sweet to go along with that sour.

veiled references

stayed after today.....veiled references to follow. if you were there, you know just what i'm talking about. if you weren't there but know who was, you'll also know what i'm talking about. if you were neither there nor know about it, but you work at the same establishment, you will probably understand as well. if you can't figure out who/what i'm talking about, forget it, just enjoy the sarcasm.

• Refuse To Have A Battle Of Wits With An Unarmed Person
• Why be difficult, when with a bit of effort, you can be impossible?
• If things get any worse, I'll have to ask you to stop helping me.
• Talk is cheap because supply exceeds demand.
• If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong.

make me late to get my baby so we can all discuss things that won't change while subtly insulting me....nice, i appreciate it. negative nancy is on the war-path tonight, please disregard my unpleasantness.

isn't it funny?

i took drew to the horse park yesterday. my mom and dad were camping for the weekend, something we've done for the last 20 years probably. we always go for the international rocky mountain horse show....always interesting and entertaining. great for people watching.

anyway, i was pretty sure i would end up seeing my old college roommate. her sister rides horses and their family is always there. i hadn't seen my roommate in over 4 years, nor have i talked to her. i had no way of contacting her....everything had been changed--email, phone, address, etc. it was just one of those things i guess.

while we lived in the dorm together, everything went very smoothly. we loved each other. so when it was time for dorm life to come to an end, we moved in together in an apartment. oh, but it didn't take long for me to realize how different that would be. the summer went fairly well but by the time school started, i had a hard time. i still loved her to death, but some things are too much for me. (well, lots of things are too much for me, but who's counting?)

so when i saw her yesterday, she was pretty much the same. especially the half-drunk part. i wasn't surprised, just a little, well, i don't even know the word to describe it. this was one of the major problems in our relationship. i'm no tee-totaller, but come on. i think before yesterday i just still had that feeling of being angry with her and not knowing why. yesterday i realized i just felt kind of sorry. sorry we didn't keep in touch. sorry she didn't get to see me get married. sorry she didn't know i had a child, a house, a job, a life. i guess i miss the relationship we could have had but i faced the fact that it probably never could have gone beyond where it did.

i think maybe what it boils down to is that i'm a hard person to be friends with...i expect a lot from someone. things like honesty, loyalty, respect, responsibility, morals, values, etc. i guess maybe i expect too much out of people. my mom always told me that....i expect people to be exactly how i think they should be when i should really just let them be. i do have a hard time making friends, to this day i have a hard time. i don't trust people, i don't want to put up with a lot of people and i'm not willing to give a lot of myself because i'm afraid of how it will come back to bite me. maybe i just had experiences that weren't the best when it came to girls and friends growing up. most of my friends are boys....i see some of my (few) girlfriends now and sometimes envy the relationship they have with their girlfriends. i'm very self-conscious that i don't have that. i think i'm even more self-conscious because i kind of don't want that either. it probably all boils down to the fact that i'm horribly self-conscious and don't think a lot of myself and how i appear to others, either physically or through personality. with me, having an incredibly intelligent brother has always made me feel well, for lack of a better word, dumb. and having two gorgeous, tiny sisters has always made me feel inferior and gigantic. (hey, it's my world, i can't help how i think.)

i appreciate those few close friends i have even more after this weekend. i don't think they realize how much i rely on them to be able to talk to and vent. don't take it for granted girls, you really do make a difference in my life, whether you realize it or not.

to conclude, i really think seeing a professional would be a good idea for me. this isn't something new --it's already been suggested several times by both my mom and my doctor. maybe someday....when the voices get too loud, ha!

(Oooo, i did it again, using humor and sarcasm to cover up my true feelings....therapy, here i come!)

FRIDAY!

Ooo, ooo, ooo, TGIF!
So, today is Friday and a few good/funny things happened.

1. Our 10 word spelling test took almost 15 minutes before I realized my kids kept asking me to repeat the words because they think the way I pronounce the words is funny. Who knew Friday really comes out FrI-dee when I say it. No wonder half of them failed.
2. One student spelled Thursday "Turdsbay" on her test today. This was read by me and followed by a hysterical bout of the giggles.....you know it's FridEE when you can't stop laughing.
3. I ran today. I ran 3 miles today. I finally felt good again. Thanks Jennifer and Jeanne.
4. :( Tim's mom called and asked if she could take Drew to her house for a few hours tonight so they could see him and give me a break. It's nice to get a break, but I miss him SOOO bad. Again, :( .
5. I got to see the pool tonight. It's almost finished, it just has to have the concrete poured around it. It's already filling up with water. I guess we have to get a sign that says "Drew's Pool".
6. Tomorrow we will go to the Horse Park for the annual International Show. I called my dad tonight and he was wild. I mean I enjoy it but jeez, it's just a flippin' horse. Mom says he's been that way all week.
7. I really wish Josh would come down tomorrow so Drew and I could see him. We didn't see him much last weekend and I'm afraid he's gonna move on me. That really doesn't belong in the good/funny pile, but I don't want to start a new one.
8. Ruby and Waylon didn't run off when I let them out this evening. Well, Ruby did a little but I was able to wrangle her back home. (This is a constant topic of contention in my house....bluh.)
9. Oh, and it's called spellcheck. (Angie, you know what I'm talkin' about and I know you're laughing, don't try to hold back. Have fun Monday morning! Waaahahahaha.)

More later I'm sure. Happy Weekend!