It is happening!

Its happening! The craft/my closet room! No pictures until it is done but here are some updated words!

Carpet up... Check
Woodfloor cleaned.. Working on
Walls painted.. Check
Desk built.. Check
Desk stained.. Tomorrow

That is all i am saying for now.. Other than i freakin LOVE it!!

While she is away...

Madyson leave on Saturday at 8:00 am to go on a week long vacation with her LuLu and Grandbob. (I will be going down there the following week with her so she actually gets 2 weeks vacation at the beach)

While she is away, there are a few things I had planned to tackle. Her room, the garage, the downstairs, and whatever else I needed to do. There were a few home projects I also had planned. All of this went out the door when I was browsing pinterest.com! I came across all types of storage ideas. THEN I HAD AN IDEA! I am going to turn my now computer/closet room into a craft/closet room. Ding Ding Ding! The bells started going off in my head! Ideas, ideas, more ideas!

So, my plan...

Color Scheme:
I am unsure as to what to paint. Half the walls up to a chair rail? Just one or two walls? All 3.5 walls? I do know that I am sticking with the black/white slight zebra accent theme. Adding a blueish teal.
(these are my colors)

 I saw this room a long time ago and decided I wanted it but in teal. Now I cant really have this room because 1- I dont have a room just for crafting and 2- I dont have the money or time for just crafting. But the idea behind it... Well, I fell in love with it! (check out the link to see the entire room)

Projects that include the Husband:

A wall length desk with different heights. I want the center of the desk to be tall enough for a computer to sit on along with computer things, then on each side of the "desk" I want it to be lower. One side for my chicas craft table area and the other side for my vanity area. Sort of like the one below tweeked a lot. I do like the shelfs going up each wall. I prob would not put the shelf above the window. As for below the desk, I need it to be empty for sitting/knee area. Maybe storage area under to seperate the sections of the desk. We will see what I come up with later about under the desk.

Changes to already done room:

The dresser has to stay since this is my closet room. The actual closet in the room is for my clothes as well. The master bedroom has one small closet and enough room for Zak's dresser so I lucked out with my own room.. hint hint CLOSET ROOM! 

The cabinet I now use for makeup and such, I want to take off the doors and add some fabric or maybe a roman shade to hide everything but still be easy for my chica to use! I love these roman shades and they are DIY. Maybe this will be the first craft in the new craft room! I think it would work on my cabinet.

(pinterest)

Then there is the futon. I love it in here. It gets used  by my clothes, But never gets slept on. We have way to many comfy couches and bed in our house. So.. As of now it is for SALE. Perfectly good and clean black on black metal futon. Best Offer, starting at $5!!  Now if I get my custom built desk, then the small little desk will have to be sold as well. We wont keep it because we actually have a HUGE computer desk downstairs. It is just to big for this room. It is small but perfect and has a place for a printer. Ill post pictures of all things for sale in a day so check back!!

It is the little things that matter:

I love the idea of Madyson being able to display her art work. There are sooooo many idea for this. The one I am leaning towards though is this:

(pinterest)

I think I would get cute clipboards or maybe cover them with cute mismatched fabrics. But I love this and I have the perfect wall inbetween my closet and the door. It is small but I could get 2 clipboards next to each other just like this! LOVE IT! 

Then there is the mason jar storage idea. I love this too! baseboard or crownmolding (I bed you could just use wood) mason jar, and hose clamps I think.

Next is the really cool towl rack shower hook storage.

I also love this idea.. not so much the jars only because I think they would make a mess or break on Mady but if you look below the jar, it is the towl rack idea again!

And oh oh oh the ribbon! I actually have one of these pant hangers that I don't use!!

This WILL happen! I love this idea and it is so accessable for all Mady's stuff!!

So now all is planned out. Now I just have to ask the husband. Wish me luck... HE IS HOME!



The Good, Bad, & Thankfulness

The Good
I did some extra organzing this week. Including Zak's "room" (which is really his side of the bed in our bedroom) That was a task I have been avoiding since... oh.... since we moved into this house last April! Clothes are hung, folded, and put away. Drawers are cleaned out (even wiped out with a rag) and I fixed the closet door that was stuck!


The Bad
I have not been going to bed on time at all. I made a committment to myself to try and be in bed around 10:30 and to be asleep by midnight. This week I do not think I went to bed before 12 and stayed up until at least 2 every night. I feel it in my head and eyes. I am sleepy! Staying up late again, stops tonight! I am going to read a book and go to bed.. The End!

The Thankfulness
I am thankful for my Grandfather making it out of surgery last week. He is doing well and so far everything is looking good. He is in pain I am sure but he is the strongest man I know spiritually and mentally. Prayers can still be used though!

p.s. Prayer
Please pray that Zak gets to go to the beach with Mady and I next week. He has been planning and waiting since last summer. Some things happen at work and he might not be able to go with us.. I need him to go take a vacation that he deserves!

I never liked that word

Growing up I heard people use the "R" word for all types of things. When you do something stupid, when you are not as cool as someone else, when you can get something right. I have never NEVER liked the word. I didn't/don't like hearing it and I do not use it!

I was reading a blog I came across and she had a post about that word.  Now I have never had a certain reason that I didn't like the word. No family member or friend that had issues. I just didn't like the sound of the word, the meaning of the word, the disrespect of the word. I agree with her blog and I want to re post the video she used and the image she used.

Not sure how to re post the video but here is the link..

give me more reasons to love her..

The things I walk into give me more reasons to love her:

Summer.. starts today

Today is the first day of summer 2011! I am so excited to say the least. I am also a little worried. It being the first day of summer and being in the very high 90's... I can not even imagine what summer is going to be like in a few weeks or a month! I love the hot hot weather though so no complaint here... yet! I spent the first half of the day with my chica outside. She has a little pool and I have a chair, book, and my camera. Everything we need for the day! The weather is calling for rain all day today, tomorrow, and for the next week. Rain is good but I don't like storms. So lets go ahead and say our prayers that it is just rain. No wind, No thunder, No lightening, NO TORNADOES! (please God no tornadoes!) When we say the sun shining this morning I knew we had to take full advantage because it might be the last before we go to the beach that we can enjoy my black hot driveway, my greenish grass, and the lawn bugs. I know, sounds great right? Really I love it though. Let me show you why I love it.....

The clouds. I love clouds, and summer clouds are always amazing. Look at that sky!

Bugs are pretty cool I'd say. Check out above the dragon fly that kept landing on the chair my feet were propped up in. There were 3 dragon flies that stayed near Mady and I the entire time. She was set on standing still so one would land on her. Now I know how to get her to be still...

And this little ant was strong. I know they can carry double their body weight but to see this in person was interesting. The ant is the red/orange thing, the bug is the black thing.

And of course, there is my chica boo. I love hot summer days spent with her.

Let the summer fun begin!

My mom deserves a Happy Father's Day

I truly believe that my mom deserves a Happy Fathers Day. She raised my sister and I alone for 75% of our life. After my "sperm doner" left, we had a decent relationship for a little while. Even when he was in my life every other Tuesday (after he left us) she was still raising us on her own. He was not there for the good times or the bad times. He didn't have to deal with the hard times or the stressful times. Just my mom did. After a few things happened and my "sperm donor's" and my relationship went south (fast) She was still there going strong. Doing what she committed to do the day she found out she was having me.

I am sure she was jealous at times that she didn't get to check out the way he did although I know she would never have actually done that. I am sure there were times she wish so badly that it was not her alone doing it all. I liked it that way though. She taught me strength and independence. She taught me how to be a mom. She stepped in from the day he left and took his place. SHE PLAYED MOM AND DAD. Not because that is the life she envisioned when she said I DO(to him) but because that is the life she committed to when she said I WILL(to us)

She deserves more than just Mother's Day and Father's Day. She deserves everyday to be told how much of a wonderful mother she was and is. I have seen her at her worse (as a mom) and at her best as a mom. Her worst was when she was giving everything and being so selfless you have no idea. This in some peoples eyes is not a "worse" situation. But to me that is her worse because she should be selfish more. She deserves to do what she wants for her own happiness. And after years of raising us, years of dealing with us, years of laughing with us, years of understand (or not) us, years of putting herself to the side and us in the front, my sister and I grew up, moved out, and became best friends. It became time for her to enjoy herself and enjoy her life!

She still is a mom, she still gives me advice if I like it or not, she still get aggravated and gets the short end of the attitude stick occasionally, she still puts us first when she shouldn't, she still is selfless in so many ways but I can honestly say that she now knows (based on who my sister and I have become and the life she lives) that all her hard work as Mom and Dad paid off in ways that she couldn't be more thankful for!

Above is one of my most favorite pictures ever.

That is Mady, not me.

Below is an actual pic off Mady's cam. But it is one of my favs also!

Happy Father's Day Mom

Where did you hear that?

As we were driving today my chica was doing the typical. Sitting in her car seat talking away. Talking to herself, singing to herself. Then all of a sudden she speaks up..

Mady: "Mommy"
me: yes?
Mady: "just hear me out"
me: just what?
Mady: "just hear me out. Just hear me out"
me: ok
Mady: "just hear me out means just listen"
me: yes, but where did you learn that at
Mady: "Tinkerbell. Tinkerbell says just hear me out. Then she says ok. Then she says how fast can you paint a lady bug"
me: OHH ok. hahahahaha

She knew exactly what it meant and exactly where she heard it. I love how she absorbs things in her smart tiny brain. It is amazing. She is amazing!

A Girl and Her Fly

My chica loves bugs. She likes them alive and she likes them dead. She does not like bees and certain spiders but pretty much everything else. Every time there is a bug she wants to keep I tell her that if we put it in something and keep it, it might die. She always responds with "its ok if it dies it will still be on its feet" If I make her put the bug back in the grass to go find its mom, its home, or whatever I say that day... She responds with "but Ill never see it again" then cries.

On this particular day, I was in the kitchen cooking. (this yummy dish) She walked up to the counter and blew. I asked her what she was doing and she said playing with the fly. I HATE FLYS. I am that crazy person that does not give up with a fly swatter or a book until the thing is dead! She on the other hand, was giggling and running around after this fly. She said they like playing chase. She is chasing the fly. I think to myself if I should just tell her the fly is not playing with you. The fly is annoying. It is trying to annoy you and fly near you then fly away to say you can't catch me. Then I realize that is pretty much chase. I play chase with the fly. I just don't giggle while doing it. I then look over and my chica is saying here fly here, come here little fly. She turns around and slumps her body over with her head hanging down. In the most pitiful voice she says (and I quote) "why wont it come here. I am the only one that loves him" It took everything for me to not burst into laughter. She was seriously concerned, sad, upset, I am not really sure but she was serious about it. I couldn't laugh in her face could I? About an hour and a half later, my chica and I were getting ready to do crafts. Again, in the kitchen, she walks in but this time with a fly swatter. She looks at me and says "Don't worry, Ill take care of that bug" then she walks to the window, climbs up in the chair, and smack. Smack. Smack SMack SMACK. She is actually hitting the fly. I grab my camera (I want my video cam) and start snapping pics. She did kill the fly and I wanted to take a picture of it dead.. morbid, I know.. but it fell in the window seal crack. She was proud to say the least. No tears. No giggles. Just a proud little voice that simply said.. "I knew I could do it"

Dear Madyson Jade,

Dear Madyson Jade,

Today is Father's Day. (2011) You are going to be four in a few months. I say it that way instead of saying you are three because honestly you are a lot older than just three. Our day was spent, of course, with your daddy. When I asked your daddy what HE wanted to do on HIS day, he said take you to the movies. All day he has been telling you it is Mady Day. When you first asked why, he told you that it was because without you he wouldn't be a Daddy. He wouldn't be celebrating this day if you were not here. At first you made a face at him like "naw" it is Father's Day, but then you caught on. You are ok with it being Mady's Day. How about Mady Daddy Day.

You are so lucky to have him. Out of everything he could have chosen to do, he chose it to be with you doing something for you that you would want to do. We could have gone fishing (which you would have loved but it was supposed to rain anyways) He could have gone to work on his boat. He could have slept all day. Anything, and he chooses you. Did you read that last sentence. He chooses you. That is important to understand Mady. So many children do not have a Daddy in their life. Some for understandable reasons and others because their Dad's chose not to be apart of their life. Your Daddy chooses you. ALWAYS. I look at him with you when yall play, read, talk, or just sit there with the same stare watching a show your shows. I admire him and the way he is patient with you. The way he would rather lay with you for just one more minute. I admire the way he can have a bad or stressful day, come home, smile (a real smile) because you are there greeting him at the door, or hiding behind the pillows. The way you make him feel in his heart is amazing to me. It makes my heart happy. I know he will always be your protector. I know he will always be the jokester. I know he will always be the "listener". His heart is full of pure love for you in every way possible. You make him proud. You make him proud to be the man he is today. You make him proud to have the daughter he has today. You make him proud to be able to say he is a Daddy and has the most beautiful, giving, warm hearted daughter in the world. He says that all the time. Most people say that little girls have their Daddy wrapped around their finger. You don't. You have him tied in knots around your heart. Forever. You would be so proud of your Daddy for the kind of Daddy he is. One day, when you are older, you will understand what I mean by being proud of the Daddy he is. It is the small things that make him happy. It is the small things that make you happy. He makes your princesses talk with a girl voice just like you ask. He will spend an hour pushing you on the pillow as your squeal with laughter asking him to do it again. He will chase you around the house even after he has worked 12 hours on his feet and just wants to sit down. He will take you on a ride in the truck to get Mexican for lunch and go to the pet store later because you want to. He will read just one more book. He will play the silly games over and over again. He will and he does everything for you. Everything you ask, everything you want, everything you don't know you need.

I am lucky to have a husband that loves his daughter the way he loves you. I am lucky to have a husband that is proud of his daughter the way he is proud of you. I am lucky to have a husband that puts you first no matter what. He is the Man I will forever love. He is the Man that will forever love you. He is the Man that you will one day compare your boyfriends too. He is the Man that every mom wants their child to have as a Daddy. We are lucky to have him in our life and I can not wait till the day you truly understand that! Happy Mady/Daddy Day my sweet chica!

 

p.s. this is the only time Dad grew a mustache. It didn't last long and there are only a few pictures for proof of it. Hold these hostage for when you need them most in the future!!

Im not trying to look like you

It is 1:40 am in the morning. I am sleepy. But I wanted to finish this stupid little "first grade" poem. It is first grade because everyother line rhymes. 

Dear Bootcamp Trainer,


I know you like to work us hard
I have to admit, I like it too
But my arms are shaking
my legs are burning
and I am not trying to look like you


All that I am asking is
a flat tummy, tight butt, and no arm flab
if you could make these things happen
I would be extremely glad


You said it would get easier but little did I know
that easy means hard and hard means harder
and mr trainer, thats fo sho!


I know you like to work us hard
I have to admit, I like it too
But my arms are shaking
my legs are burning
and I am not trying to look like you


You have us do these crazy pushups
with our hand on a slider
but I have come to realize
I was not born to be this type of glider


the tire is too heavy
then you say I have to flip it
and I am supposed to use my legs and butt
but with what am I supposed to grip it


the lunges, oh the lunges
I know they are for my own good
but the butt they are going to give me
I better stay away from the hood


I know you like to work us hard
I have to admit, I like it too
But my arms are shaking
my legs are burning
and I am not trying to look like you




jumping rope, jumping jacks, jumping mats, jumping hoops
they are just not for me
I am not a jumper
just wait and watch and then you will see


the weights I use are 5 pounds
and you always say I should use more
but if you were my arms, back, or legs
you would understand that the 5s make me sore


You have all these random things
like the bike races and the bands
and the way you make us use them
on our knees, feet, stomach and hands


Some moves make me feel awkward
and some moves make me want to cry
but I signed up for this bootcamp
and I am begining to think WHY


I know you like to work us hard
I have to admit, I like it too
But my arms are shaking
my legs are burning
and I am not trying to look like you


And then the lights will dim
and the music starts to slow down
you tell us to get ready for stretching
but my butt is already on the ground


I love the stretching at the end
I love the feeling after, this is true
but again mr bootcamp trainer
Im not trying to look like you

so she says

me: child. you are somthing else.

Mady: no im not

me: yes you really are

Mady: im still yours though right?

The Good, The Bad, The Thankfulness

I have been looking for a weekly subject to write about for awhile now. I have tried the Friday Five. I have tried looking up subject. I have tried survey type ideas. NOW I HAVE IT. I was sitting on my couch thinking and the saying: The good, the bad, the ugly.. came to my head. I don't want to write about 1 positive and 2 negatives SO I changed it! The Good, The Bad, The Thankfulness! I love it!

The goal is to write about one thing for each topic each week. So, lets begin!!

The Good
I am on my second week of bootcamp (work out bootcamp, not Army) I am feeling it in my arms, legs, abs, chest, and anywhere else I have muscle. I love it. It isn't the first time I have done this boot camp, but it is the first time in 2 years. I forgot how hard it is. I forgot how hurt it is. I forgot how I love it! It is called Scenic City Adventure Boot Camp. Right now you can do a 2 free week trial. It is just like it says. It is a personal trainer but with a group. You do get one on one, you do get constant attention and working out. I am looking forward to week 3 because I think I will see much improvement!

The Bad
I have not really cooked a good meal all week. I cooked some Tortilla Soup in the crock pot but that was as far as I got in the kitchen. No new recipes. This will change as of tomorrow since I have my meal plan ready!

The Thankfulness
I am very thankful for my chica being so easy. She has been potty trained since she was 2 1/2 and it went great from day one. She has been sleeping in pull ups at night though until recently. She wanted to wear panties to bed. I let her, knowing she would have accidents. But as of last night, she has been 10 days with no accident in her bed and no pull ups! I am thankful for that but more proud than anything! (I do take her on a midnight potty trip every night though, but that is my commitment to her so that she can still take water to bed with her.. she deserves it!)

p.s. Prayer
I want to make a special request for tomorrow and after. My grandpa is having lung surgery tomorrow morning and if you could please say an extra prayer for him while in surgery and out. Let him heal quickly and easily. Let the surgery be successful. Let him be strong and in good spirits. I look up to him and the love he has in his heart. He deserves the best prayers you can give!

A Midnight Potty Trip

My chica has been dry for a week now. Dry at night that is. She has been potty trained for some while but still slept in a pull up. Considering she sleeps at least 12 hours a night (if she has it her way) I just wasn't sure she could make it all night. I mean, 12 hours, that's a long time!

She takes water to bed with her also. I know, she could probably do well if I didn't let her but I mean.. I get thirsty in the middle of the night. It isn't like she can get out of bed, go to the kitchen, make a glass of water, go potty, and crawl back in bed. (my routine at night when I am thirsty) So, I can not bring myself to not allow her to take water to bed. This is the reason why I decided that I would have to make a commitment to her and take her potty at night.

This midnight potty trip has become the highlight of my night. I love it. Around 11:30 or 12:00 I walk into her room. I don't say anything but I pick her up. It is so routine now (after a week) that she seems to know I am in there to pick her up. She lifts her sweet little arms up, wraps them around my neck, and snuggles her face into my neck. I leave all lights off except the laundry closet light. I am just that nice I carry her across the room, across the hall, into the bathroom. Stand her up which sometimes she doesn't stand because she is still half asleep. Pull her panties down, set her on the potty. She sits there with her head down, eyes closed, hands holding on to the seat. I turn the water on (so she will tinkle quicker) and wait. She tinkles, I hand her the toilet paper which I have to brush against her arms so she knows to grab it. She pat pats, gets off the potty with her arms already reaching up. I bend down pull up her panties and pick her up. She wraps her hands around my neck, snuggles her face into my neck and we walk back across the hall into her bedroom. She takes her head up to my cheek and kisses it. Still half asleep, with her eyes closed. I lay her down and say I love you. She says I love you as she snuggles up with Ozwald or a Baby. Then she says goodnight. I turn her music back on and walk out.
(She doesn't always like to sleep with pjs on)

Time to get her out of bed for a midnight potty trip

It was hard to take a picture while holding a sleeping almost 4 year old.

She was not a fan of the flash

Potty time. Water on. (note: the flash made it look light in there but really no lights are on)

Across the hall back to the bed

Snuggled up.. until morning!

(notice her sippy above her pillow.. that is the reason these midnight potty times have to happen) 

I love this sweet moment. It is these kind of moments that make me feel like a mommy. These moments of her random kisses even if she is half asleep that let me know she loves me truly. These moments that make me realize she is still little and I can still enjoy her being little before she grows up. These moments that I could not imagine not being home for.

It is funny how much a midnight potty trip could mean so much to a mommy! She has no idea!


pictures to come soon. I just need to upload them from her midnight potty trip but right now, I am going to bed!

Friday Five #2

Ok, I am not going to lie, I am currently filling out this Friday Five on the Friday before it is posted. I am bored and decided, incase I forget, to just do this for next Friday and have it schedualed to post on the corrent Friday. But all in all, it is my second Friday Five..


1. Last party you went to?
Lauren and Jason's cookout. This past Saturday. Actually 2 Saturdays in a row so if you look at this as in the day I fill it out or the day I post it, they are both the correct answer..

2. Do you pee in the shower?
No! No!! No!!! that is one of the things that bother me the most. I don't understand why people do that! Who wants to pee and then stand in it. I know it "washes down the drain" but to me you are still standing in it or on the germs. UGH! It is called a toilet! Pee before you get in the shower duh.

3. Have you ever fired a gun?
Yes I have. I have gone squirrel hunting with a 22 before and enjoyed it. I have also gone in the woods just to shoot at targets with my husbands gun.

4. Where do you call home?
Home is where the heart is. Bahaha.. Really though. I have a few different homes. My home I live in of course and when I go to St. Augustine FL I am at home. I lived in Florida right next to St. Augustine, my family was/is there, and I have every summer of my life stayed at least one week there on the beach. I consider it home. One day I will move there, I can't wait!

5. What's your favorite board game?
This actually depends on who I am playing with. I love games though! My husbands family are big game people so on Holidays I am always excited! We also play games at "get togethers" with my friends around the bonfire. I like scrabble to scatagories. Of course all the old games like Candy Land (with my chica) Life and Sorry are great games!

We did it again

We did it again. We cleaned out her room I say we because WE as in my chica and myself. She is amazing. The last post I did about her cleaning her room out was this one. Here it is 6 months later, and her heart is still just as big. When I told her we were going to clean out her toys for other boys and girls, once again she was all for it! It is amazing to me that her things don't mean much to her. They mean a lot but not to the point where she wont give them to other kids! Well certain things she has to have but most things she is ok with giving away. We cleaned out every nook with toys and stuffed animal. The stuffed animals were cleaned out by at least half. Yes, 50% of her animals are gone!

We went through her books one by one. The stack in the far top left hand corner are give aways. There was also a stack for her Grandmothers house. We went through her play kitchen and got rid of all types of play food. We kept only wood food. Plastic went out. This was a great way of teaching the difference of wood and plastic but she already knew the difference, go figure!

The one thing I could not bring myself to go through are her baby dolls. I love them. Of course the ones below are only half of the ones she owns. :::smile::: 

The tub is full of toys, the bag is full of toys and there is one more bag not in the picture. All in all, she impressed me once again with her big heart. Plus, some extra storage room before her birthday is a good thing! GO HER!

Ouch it hurts!

As you know, I have been working on eating healthy. I have learned all about calories, sodium, fats, carbs, protein, and in general what is healthy vs what is not. "They" say it is a life style change. "They" are right. It is hard but after a while, you just kind of know. It is always interesting to see what the nutrition facts are on food. It surprises me some but mostly I can guess. I was sticking to a really strict food plan and writing it all down. I did very well. Then I learned what I can eat and what I shouldn't. I also learned the foods that I am not willing to give up, I just have to eat it in proportion and not every night. LIKE ICE CREAM! I started eating healthy back in the middle of April. This is not the early middle of June. I get it. I understand it. I don't hate it. It has become is becoming a lifestyle for me.

Recently, as in this week, I have started back at a boot camp. A workout boot camp by Scenic City Adventure Boot Camp. I did this boot camp 3 years ago. I loved it and thought it was well worth the money and time. Well, 3 years later.. I decided it was time again. I just happen to catch them on Groupon. The moment I saw the groupon coupon I knew. I JUST KNEW IT WAS TIME!

So Monday, at 5:00 I got up. I put on my cute workout clothes (working in style always makes me smile.. bahaha) I had already put my water in the fridge the night before so I grabbed the water and put on my shoes. Then it dawned on my, maybe I should eat before I go. Nothing big, but some protein. The trainer always said a hand full of peanuts before would be good. I have chicken. Plain chicken breast about 2 oz. I ate it, drank some water, put my hair back, and left. Class started at 5:30 am. I was awake and ready! THEN IT STARTED! I sweat, I ran, I sweat, I did weights, I sweat, I tried to breathe, I sweat, I jumped, and 1 hours later I was still sweating. The classes ends with some stretching which is my favorite part of the class. Then, I went home. I was tired but I felt so good. SO VERY GOOD. I also was proud and ready for the next class. All day I was wide awake and nothing hurt. Then came dinner time. I sat down at the table and when i did OUCH. The squatting position hurt. I knew that the day after was going to be extra ouch. BOY WAS I WRONG. The next day was painful. Intense pain that felt so good. Everything but my feet hurt. Everything! I couldn't walk, lift my chica, squeeze my muscles in any way or movement. OUCH 

My friend Casey decided she was going to do the class with me. She can only do the night class which is coed but 7:15 pm sounds easier than 5:30 am. Although I was excited about the am class. Starting my day off with a wonderful workout. Again, I WAS WRONG. The 7:15 class is easy to get to but it was more pain. Constant arm exercising. My arms are weak!

Casey and I standing there with our 5 lbs weights and the guy across the mat with 30 lbs weights. YEA RIGHT! I am good with the 5 lbs. The first night class for us (2nd class for me) was last night. I don't hurt too bad today. I am sore but not like the day after the morning class. Although, like I said, the night class was harder. I think the difference is that the morning class we did a ton of lunges and squats and last night we did a ton of cardio and arms. My arms hurt. There is no way though that I could workout every day. Not yet at least.

I would put my measurements and weight and before and after pic up but Ill do all that when I am done. No reason to put it all out there now if nothing changes. (It is and will change)

Looking forward to tomorrows class! I love having Casey there. It always helps having a friend pushing towards the same goals you are.

First Friday Five

A few different blogs I read do this thing called Five for Friday, or Friday Fiver, and so on. They just write five random things on Fridays. Everything from life with a newborn like in Kayla Amiee's blog (who by the way has the most amazing story ever and is so worth the read all the way back to right before she gave birth) to other peoples blog who actually have, give, and get different questions. Some are themed some are so random you don't have a clue where they come from. There is also some people that just admit 5 things they did that week that they are proud of and then 5 things they are not (which to me means it should be 10 for friday) I have been wanting topics to write about because we all know that the brain can just go blank at any point during the day. I have yet to find a topic generator that I like so I decided to give the Friday Five (as I am calling it) a shot. Since there are tons of places to get 5 questions from that only need short answers. I do not know how long this will last but today ill give it a shot.

My First Friday Five

1. Who do you adore?I adore my chica.
She actually just learned the meaning of the word adore just last week in a Fancy Nancy book. 2. Who adores you?I would have to say my husband. He tells me all the time how much I mean to him. Mushy mushy, I know!3. What's in your pockets?I currently do not have any pockets on the shorts I am wearing. I never thought about that. Maybe that is what my next shopping mission will be. Sofie shorts with pockets!
4. Who can you talk with for hours?
I can talk with my husband for hours, I do the talking.. he listens. But if you are asking who can I talk with for hours in a conversation where it is constant talking about nothing back and forth. THAT IS EAST. Kristen. She is my best friend and the only person I can truly talk for hours and hours about everything, nothing, and all kid of things. We once talked a straight 8 hours in a car with no radio! There isnt a person on this earth that I can talk to the way her and I talk! Seem like everyone else gets bored with talking to me or annoyed with listening to me. (Here is to the deformality of the earth!! -insider)
5. What sounds great today?
A deck or patio. I really want a deck or patio in the back yard so that I can put on my swimsuit and lay out or play in the kiddy pool with chica. The front yard works for the time being but me in a swimsuit in the front yard sounds a little trashy so Ill still to the no pocket Sofie shorts for now

That is my Friday Five.. we will see if next Friday I do one..

Its a boat, its a slide, NO ITS A CARNIVAL!

In the mall parking lot every few months or so, there is a portable carnival. I just want to say that again. A PORTABLE CARNIVAL.. CARNIVAL ON WHEELS.. This is a carnival with a double faris wheel. How is a portable carnival.. one that is on wheels.. one that travels.. SAFE enough to have a double faris wheel huh??
Just saying..

But, they are the closet carnival with rides to my town. My chica sees it from a distance and will not let it be until she goes. She even ask about it when we come around the ramp and she looks over to the parking lot of the mall when it is NOT there..

So of course, being the cool parents that we are, we took her. Oh the joy that this brings to her! I know the pictures say different since she isn't really smiling in them unless I asked her to smile.. but trust me.. pure pure joy!

The boats. This is the first ride she rode alone a while back. Every time they come in town, I get all excited not just because it brings back memories but this would be my favorite ride. Why do they not have adults ones? She rode them twice.

Then to the four wheelers. She chose the pink one of course!

 Moving on to her favorite ride. The fish. She likes it because "it goes up and down and around". The only thing that crosses my brain is DISNEY WORLD.. Dumbo ride. It has been soooo long since I have been, I don't know if they go up and down but She would LOVE IT!

Moving on to the fun house which she did twice. Once with me and then with Daddy

And of course there is the slide. The slide was the first things she has ever been on. She was so little and when we took her for the first time, it was the only thing she rode. She does it with daddy every year. She wanted to do it by herself this year, but "mom" was to chicken to let her. After seeing how slow it was, she so could have done it by herself. Sometimes I forget how big she really is.

After a hot day in the sun and the purchase of a spiderman toy.. Yes, spiderman.. out of all the other things she could have chosen. I should have known that spiderman would win over the cute monkey!

We ended the day with a very happy rosy cheeked chica!