Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Groceries

Can I pay some one to buy my groceries for me? I despise grocery shopping. Especially since I have to do it at Wal-Mart because it is so cheap. Especially since I have to drag Ryan with me. Especially since I spend hundreds of dollars and then feel like there is nothing to eat. Did you know that you can buy groceries on Amazon.com? They have like a hundred flavors of jello.

Now that I have ranted, here is some good news. I have managed to lose 6 of the 8 pounds I regained in May, and I haven't eaten any chocolate today.
Ryan and the Winthrop Warrior at the All School Reunion


Playing Hard at Backbone State Park


Celebrating Daddy's Birthday at Happy Joe's

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Sunday Night Lament

I wish I didn't have to go to work tomorrow and leave my baby-boo with someone else. Sigh.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

What a Week

What a week so far. Sunday afternoon Ryan did not want to take his nap, so he jumped out of his crib. I heard a thump! and found him face down on the carpet crying. We then went outside to play, and he started jumping off his Little Tykes climber. Head first. (Bad, very bad). He spend two nights in the pack n' play and tonight is zipped under his new crib tent.

Monday was a weird day. We found out Todd's car needs almost $3500 in repairs (Bad, very bad). I took the afternoon off so Todd and I could go out to eat at Shane's Rib Shack (very good) and see Oceans 13 (very good). Later that night I had a nightmare, woke up, went to the bathroom, puked, then went back to bed, and was fine the next morning (bad, very bad).

I guess that is it for news this week. I am very tired (gee I wonder why) and overwhelmed at work. We are going to the farm this weekend, tomorrow is Todd's birthday, and Sunday is Father's Day, so I have been trying to get gifts and cards together along with getting stuff ready for this weekend. Traveling with a toddler takes a lot of preparation. Usually what happens is we get to the farm and then I drag my butt around all day Saturday because I'm worn out. It should be fun though - my grandpa and great-uncle are riding in the Winthrop 15o Anniversary parade as two of the oldest living graduates!

Decked out for the Farmers Market


Uncle Kurt! Uncle Kurt!


Blissful Day

Two Saturdays ago, we had an awesome day. Heather and Kurt were here for the weekend, and my friend Angie was running the Dam to Dam. First we went to the Farmers Market and to find Angie at the race, then we came home and H&K babysat so I could go out to lunch with Angie and Jennifer Bos. Then we went to Glendale Cemetary to feed the ducks. That was quite the experience. There was bread everywhere and some of the ducks had eggs. We took oyster crackers, which the ducks liked, but Ryan would throw the cracker and then pick it up off the ground and eat it before the duck could. The area the ducks were at was very steep, so I had visions of Ryan running downhill straight into the lake, or being attacked by a momma duck. It was fun, but we weren't there long.

Then we went to the cupcake bakery in Valley Junction for cupcakes, to the Garden Barn, then to the Summerset Winery, then home. We had an hour before we were going out to supper and Ryan was going next door. It was the first time I had been out to supper without Ryan since October! We went to Dish and it was heavenly. I will have to post more on that lately. I set a goal for myself to eat everything on their menu by the end of the year. This contradicted the goal I set for myself earlier in the morning, which was to start running and run the Dam to Dam 5K next year.

Look Ma! I have no hair!


A week ago Monday, Todd gave Ryan his fourth haircut. The first three were all done at salons and were too expensive and not that great. Well this one was good, but it was way too short! Ryan now looks like he is about 4 years old. I almost bawled and Terri Ann at daycare almost bawled too. It is growing on me though...
Todd left the clippers on the dining room table, and of course Ryan found them and was over the moon that they had a cord. He loves cords.