Random Thoughts for the Day

I am in a good mood today, despite almost getting run over by a middle aged woman in a jeep as the kids and I were trying to cross the street today. Ugh...we were on our way to the post office and she turns right into us, we have the right of way and the white walker. Whatever. She just didn't want to wait for us to cross the street. Even the man waiting at the light threw his hands up at her. We get to the post office and who is in there...crazy middle aged lady. I almost said something to her, but then thought that an altercation in a government building would not be the best idea. Plus, what role model would I be for Julia when I am calling her a crazy bitc$?

I love egg salad sandwiches. My mom used to make them all the time for us and I used to eat them in the high school cafeteria (that is a little sketchy in itself). I had one for lunch today and it was fantastic. The eggs were still warm and the bread was fresh. It was the perfect combination. Kurt and the kids do not like egg salad or hard boiled eggs. I am mad that Kurt's genes have steam rolled mine and influenced them once again. Oh well..more for me.

The Tigers have traded Pudge for some Kyle Farnsworth guy. I never was a huge Pudge fan. He was a good player, don't get me wrong - he just wasn't my Tiger. Lib on the other hand was in love with him until she heard him speak in his broken English. The loss of Pudge gives my Tiger a full time job and that makes me happy. Brandon Inge has been my Tiger since 2000. Back in the day when the Tigers were awful (ie 2000-2004), we attended alot of Tiger games. To pass the time I'd notice things that didn't pertain to the actual game. One of these was Inge's jumbo tron photo. He sort of looked retarded (i know that isn't PC). So whenever I'd noticed that he was up to bat, I'd say to myself or just to Kurt "How retarded he looked" and sure enough he'd often get a base hit. Our relationship took a new level this year though when he became my boyfriend. It's not all that serious, because we are both married and have families. But I saw a cute Tshirt in February that said "who's your boyfriend? I've got mine" and in a little baseball is #15 Inge. It's cute. Kurt told me not to get it, because he'd get traded. Well, one day I ended up getting it, because i really liked it (and i always get what I want). I was worried for my new beau...would he be depressed because he's been bumped around alot on the field this season? I sure hope he knows I still cared. Well, Pudge gets traded and now my boyfriend is the #1 catcher. Good for him. I am afraid now that he's #1, there will be more band wagon hottie fans that will bump me from #1 girlfriend status. Oh well...at least our seats are right behind home plate so i will see him more often.

Thank you Jesus!

I feel like an African-American old lady that just won the Publisher's Clearing House. Kurt told me last night, so ever nonchalant, that his department didn't do any additional layoffs. This means that he still has a job. THANK YOU JESUS! Not that he was overly worried about his security at the company, but you just never know. I am just so grateful that he's doing something right over there that they need to keep him on to turn the ship around. THANK YOU JESUS!

The power of prayer works ladies and gentlemen, HE knows what's best for us. Keep the other families that weren't as lucky in your prayers. This isn't the best of economic times to be without a job. And one more time...THANK YOU JESUS!

The Cousins are Here

Meghan, Julia, Jimmy & Christina

Kurt's brother, Jim, and his family moved to Kansas City 2 years ago. It was supposed to be a short term assignment, but it is turning into something more. We don't know when they're coming back, but we miss them. Fortunately, we still see them several times a year. Right now, they are here visiting and staying at Kurt's mom's house. It's nice having them here. On Sunday, mom made a big breakfast (complete with sausage gravy & biscuits) and the whole family was there. It was like "old times" when everyone lived in the same area. It was so much fun for the kids (and us too). I am sure that mom is enjoying having more of her family under her roof for a short time.

Julia is beside herself this week. Christina (14) & Meghan (10) are the light of her life and she talks about them constantly. The girls are great with her. I am sure that it is not their idea of the most fabulous time ever to hang out with a 3 year old, but they do. Last night, Julia got to have a slumber party at mom's with them. She came home this morning and was just so excited and had a fabulous time.

We will top off their trip with a visit to Mexican Town to our favorite restaurant, Xocci's. At least we will have some great burritos and guac to help our sadness in that we won't see them until September.

Was I Really Fat?

I have lost about 30 pounds. After being pregnant or breastfeeding for the past 4 years, I figured it was about time to get into shape and get rid of the flab. It was gradual over the winter, but I picked up some momentum this spring and it is pretty noticeable. Kurt also lost about 10 pounds, probably because I removed some of our carb loaded, cheese drenched favorites from our rotation. Really it hasn't been that much of a lifestyle change for us, we're just eating a little bit healthier, exercising more and watching our portion sizes.

The people that have known me for a long time (pre-kids) give me a compliment and it's nice to hear. I weigh what I weighed when we got married, about 10 pounds more than I weighed in high school...not bad. But it's the people that have always known me as a "mom" that can't get over how "skinny" I am. This cracks me up, because I would never in a million years describe me as skinny (Have you seen my butt?). They go on and on about how thin I am and wonder what I did. It sort of takes me a back a little and I wonder, what did they think of me before. Was I that ginormous? I thought that I looked pretty good given the circumstances of the past 4 years. Anyway, a compliment is a compliment and I should take it as that.

Julia & Paige...Friends since Birth

Julia has so many little friends, but the one friend that I hope she always has is Paige. I like the idea of having a friend for a long time like that and we like her parents. Well more like we are stuck with her parents. Paige's dad (Doug) and Kurt grew up together - their yards backed up to each other's. They have so many funny stories to tell and things that they did when they were younger. They even lived together after college when they were young "professionals." Doug's wife Kelly is great too, she has become such a great friend to me over the years. I am so grateful to have her in my life. Paige is 6 weeks older than Julia and they've played together since they were practically born. Sometimes life gets away from us and the girls don't get together for a month or so. You'd never know it...they just take off and play together like they saw each other yesterday. It's just so nice for them to have each other and us to have their parents as friends.

Walk of Shame..

It is no secret that I multi-task to the nth degree. Most moms do. I don't care if you stay home or work outside the home. It is just a fact that you will usually be doing several things at once and half the time these several things are in a state of disarray as you tend to the little fires that pop up along the way. Today was no exception. I felt on top of my game today...I was doing laundry, emptying the dishwasher, dressing kids, picking up breakfast stuff and getting stuff ready for our morning gym trip. I thought I was doing so well. We got to the gym, kids were excited to be there to play with all the kids and I was happy to see a class that I wanted to try would coincide nicely with my cardio plans for the morning. Class was good, I felt the burn, hopped in the shower after, plenty of time left to get dressed and pick up kiddos before the 2 hour limit was up. Ahh - it was all so perfect...but alas it was not meant to be....



I FORGOT TO PACK A BRA! Not that i am a bodacious babe, but I generally don't go in public without a bra. It's just something my mom instilled in me and I like the girls to be a little more propped up. Normally, I'd go with the flow and not worry. But my thin white tank top was not going to be able to hide the fact that I was "out there." Ugh, I know how it all happened and I am ashamed to admit that my multi-tasking got the better of me.



This is the Stay-at-home Mom Walk of Shame....down the LONG hallway where all the tweens sit waiting to see their little tween girlfriends in their Hannah Montana Tshirts. Then to pass by all the moms watching their kids during swim lessons, then trying to get through the 3 generations of non-English speaking family (I need to learn excuse me if about 10 languages), pass by the college age gym workers and finally to pick up the kids at the child center run by a grandma. Then the LONG walk to the car. Ugh. There was total judging going on the entire way. I hope that I don't see my picture forwarded on from one of Kurt's friends that always seems to have humorous pictures of people in bad situations.



The day can only get better from here.