mornings

My mornings are pretty hectic. Things had started to settle down and then we got a puppy, and by puppy I mean a 40 pound boxer mastiff mix that still chews everything, bites everything and doesn't exactly listen. I actually potty trained my 3 year old and the puppy at the same time-that's a lot of poop and pee!

Each morning is also unpredictable. Like take yesterday for example: the puppy slept on the couch the entire morning, thus enabling me to get the 3 year old ready even with his usual difficult negotiating tactics. I swear that child could negotiate his way out of an FBI building if he had to, simply by saying "no" to everything said to him. Today was not so easy. The puppy was very much awake and very much in the way the entire time I had to wrestle the 3 year old through our morning routine. Between the biting, the chewing of 3 year olds toys, 3 year olds whining, crying and pouting, I about lost my mind. Friend said to me today later at work: "I thought about you this morning, because its finally gotten easier (with her 2 year old) and I thought why on earth did she get a puppy?"

I've asked myself this question a thousand times, especially this morning when the puppy had not been to the dog park within 24 hours and is very rambunctious when he doesn't get to go to the park. The only answer I could come up with: that when he is finally done being a puppy, we will be happy that we put in the work, cause he is our dog through and through. I have to tell myself something to get through the days.

This morning while I was getting ready in the 30 minutes I have allotted after I have walked the puppy and before the 3 year old wakes up. I was in mid foot into legging when I heard a sound. The puppy had busted into the 3 year olds room while he was still sleeping and was standing next to his bed staring at him. Oh my god! I don't have a spare second for you to wake that child up any earlier then I need him to get up. I finally got him out of the room and closed the door. I finished getting dressed and then went in to wake up the 3 year old, who was still thank God sleeping soundly. What does the puppy do? He busts past me and takes a running jump onto the 3 year olds bed propelling the 3 year old about a foot into the air! Looking up from a dead sleep, 3 year old seems confused. "GET OUT OF THERE!" I scream and he bounces off the bed only to begin chewing on one of 3 year olds toys.

These are my mornings. I didn't even go into what I have to deal with just to get 3 year old dressed and out of the door. I feel like I'm waiting for something, waiting for the craziness to stop, waiting for these two to grow up a little into a more reasonable age, waiting for God to strike me with the knowledge of how to deal. Until then expect to hear from me  A LOT on this topic.

Winter of discontent

When I said I would post everyday, I didn't mean the weekend silly! Trying to blog on the weekends is like trying to wear a ball gown to the dentist, it's wildly inappropriate, and inconvenient with a house full of boys who constantly need attention. 

This past weekend wasn't awesome, and not really blog worthy any way. Husband got a respiratory infection fever on Saturday night, right at the exact moment I was wishing something heavy would fall on him for being such a asshole all day long. At least his terrible demeanor can be explained...sort of. Meanwhile, I have started to recover from this terrible flu and am feeling much better, yay me!

Someday maybe everyone won't be sick at my house, and we can actually have fun again. The highlight of my weekend was washing my hair on Saturday night. I was really decadent and outrageous and spent the time to blow dry (only because everyone else was sleeping). Then there was my glamorous trip to the grocery store, which I got to do alone, also another embarrassing luxury. This is when I realized that my life is not that fun right now.

Most kids sleep with a teddy, a blankie or some sweet stuffed creature. My kid cuddles with his light Saber.

New Year

I couldn't possibly catch you up on everything that has happened. But I can promise to post every day even if its just a one liner.

Today's news: I'm getting over the flu, not the stomach, but the death flu that's been going around. Four days of fever and sweating all night long. Last night I changed my clothes five times during the night because I was drenched in sweat. Guess what? I'm tired of being sick.

In October and November I had Bronchitis, then an ear infection thing. Then I was free and clear for two weeks, TWO WEEKS before I got the flu. I'm going to kill someone if I get sick again reasonably soon.

Besides all that, the home life is pretty nuts. Puppy + 3 year old boy + Husband = Mommy goes nuts more days then not.

I'll leave you with this.

Dinner Conversation

Over dinner the other night we as a family had this conversation:

Toddler: What's this?
Husband: It's a volcano
Toddler: Ohhh VOLCANO!
Me: A volcano is a mountain that shoots out fire and hot lava
Toddler: Fire! swoooooooosh! (arms in air indicating lava coming out)
me: Yeah, it shoots out lava and smoke and fire. It's kinda like the earths butthole.
Husband: eh, its more like a zit.
me: Uh no. It's shooting out lava and heat from it's core, that doesn't make sense.
Husband: Obviously its more like a zit, that's why there would be more then one.
me: The earth is big babe, it could have more then one butthole.
Husband: You're a butthole.

Things I have learned lately about myself

I like when celebrities get fat after having babies



I'm not that awesome at potty training someone else

Maybe I am a little worried that I don't have a job in 6 months

It annoys me when Husband isnt working, yet it annoys me when he is

My eyesight seems to be getting worse -what the f#%*?

Doing a 10k recently was not so horrible

I still get jealous after 9 years with Husband, I figure its probably a good sign.

I'm still a lot like my 14 year old self-I write my friends notes all day long (text, ichat) and still love to think about what I'm going to wear.

it happened

So race day came and went. It was awesome! I felt great and everything went really smoothly. There were huge waves but I wasn't afraid, even though they were the biggest I had dealt with all season long. I ran the whole 4 miles without walking, and I didn't fall off my bike trying to clip in or out. I was relieved since that was my check list of anxieties. I felt successful, until I got my time. It was exactly the same as last year minus some seconds. I couldn't understand what happened. After all that run training had I not improved? My run was faster but my bike was slower, I was more cautious. My transitions were faster and I ranked better then I had the previous year. Overall I did better, but I couldn't help be disappointed with my time. I really wanted to get down to the two hour mark.  I've got some work to do I guess. Next up is a 10k, first time for that, lets see how I do...

It says I'm 37 WTF? I won't be 37 for another 3 months thank you very much!

Here's a little taste of what it's like on race day

I liked my number this year I could actually remember it

Our team ramping up for the race start, they kick you out of the transition area once the race starts

Some lovely Tri friends

I was very savvy with my headlamp, you should be jealous

my transition space, all set up and ready to go

This is how come I know I should be doing this type of activity cause every picture taken of me I am super stoked.

Count down

Its the final countdown! Three days left to race day, how can that be? It came fast. Even though this training season felt long...I think I'm ready. I'll let you know after Sunday how it goes. Right now all I want is to beat last years race time of 2:12.

This is me the first year I did this race four years ago as a relay. Look how stoked I was!

Two things to note that are not cool, that I now know: 1. Camelback backpack-no "real"
bike rider wears one cause they slow you down. But at the time trying to grab my water bottle on the frame seemed impossible. I still drop them all the time. 2. sneakers instead of bike shoes that clip in-experienced bikers would never not have clips and bike shoes. You can go so much faster with them. I like that now I'm in "the know".