Want to know a way to kill 10 minutes?

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11 . . . listen to your four year old count as high as they can. Which, in this case, happened to be 300. It takes a while.




Um, who taught that kid to count that high? I'm sure it wasn't me.

How to survive a windy day!

So, it's super windy. I mean, it is March in Idaho. I should be used to it but I'm not. It still makes me want to crawl in bed and watch netflicks all day. Or DVR movies, if you have any good ones. Which, I don't. But, I was already wrapped like a burrito on the couch so I thought, "I might as well watch something." So, I turned one on.

And then, Claire came over to play with Izzy.

I was watching the girls watch the wind as they licked pink frosting off the beaters (my other windy day survival tool) and I then I had to laugh when Claire said,

"Boy, It's a buffoon out there! You know, a really bad storm."

It was funny.

DVR just might be overrated.

500 days

I'm feel like I'm kind of burnt out! It's cold. It breaks freezing temps. It snows. It melts. I get excited for spring and then it snows again. It's almost as nauseating as a roller coaster and I've had enough. Even the kids are so stuck in their routines that they can't see what's happening. I took Ty and some friends on, what I thought, would be a fun excursion and after the wildlife museum, the geology museum, a run around the indoor track, and a stop at great harvest for some pumpkin chocolate chip bread the boys said to me, "When can we go play? This, is just hanging out with you, mom, we want to go home and play." Is it cabin fever?



I'm ready for a change of season. A transition or something.

So, I watched a movie called 500 days of summer. I know, it's been out for a while now and I've wanted to see it but . . . who has time, right. Anyway, it's about a guy who, kind of, has settled in his professional life but has high expectations for romance and love and finding "the one" and such. He chronicles his life with Summer, who he believes, is "the one" by showing the viewer different situations from the 500 days that they are in each other's lives. I'm not really giving away anything here, the narrator tells you immediately that this movie is not a love story.


She's not the one. But, she is the one who helps him realize that he's capable of more and reminds him that his romantic ideals are not crap even though her rejection of him makes diarrhea out of the "soul mate" fuel he fed his future with prior to meeting her. Professionally, he writes sappy, lovely greeting cards driven by the inspiration of a happy heart followed by "I understand the misery" type cards in the aftermath of the break-up. And later, she has to remind him the loves really does exist after she took it away from him.

Man, he was miserable for a while. Soul-sucked and drained.

Kind of like how I feel these days. I need sunshine. I need spring.

On day 500 the misery ends and new "prospects" begin.

I need some new prospects. Warm weather. Running shorts. Sweat that doesn't freeze.

How many years has it been?

How long has it been?

Since we ate cheesecake at that coffee shop in Fort Worth?

And those bikers with big beards and bandannas joined us at our table and I thought they might kill us but you made fast-friends with them and talked to them about the history of the Hell's Angels and bike clubs?

And I wore that really awesome green dress that you bought me which made me think it would be ok if they killed us because at least I would look good?

And we kissed as we walked down the street in the hot Texas heat and we talked about our future. And I thought for sure we'd get married and live happily ever after and we'd take good care of each other and who ever else came along?

Well, we are still together and I still have that green dress in our closet and I still like to kiss you and we still take care of each other and everybody else who has come along and I'm glad you protect me from getting killed on the street.

Thank you for all the years from then to now.

I love you.

Happy Anniversary