How far would you run if you knew this was waiting for you at the end?
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Chocolate Fountain
...AND if it's cold outside, this also welcomes you:
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Monday, August 27, 2012
Chocolate? Yes, Please!!
Sunday, August 26, 2012
I survived...
I survived my first 5K and had a blast in the process. I ran with three other ladies but Rebecca was my "running partner". This was the first 5K for both of us and we both had so much fun running together. The day was sunny and hot with lots and lots of color.
We ran The Color Run in ABQ. It's a 5K race that has 6 stations of color throughout the race. As you run through each of these stations, the color squad throws powdered color all over you. As you continue through the race, you become more and more colorful. At the end of the race there is a HUGE party where everyone throws color up into the air and you get even more on you as it falls. It's a lot of fun!
Enjoy:
We ran The Color Run in ABQ. It's a 5K race that has 6 stations of color throughout the race. As you run through each of these stations, the color squad throws powdered color all over you. As you continue through the race, you become more and more colorful. At the end of the race there is a HUGE party where everyone throws color up into the air and you get even more on you as it falls. It's a lot of fun!
Enjoy:
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| Rebecca and Me - Before the race |
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| Our Running Team (Before) - Me, Sarah, Rebecca, and Martina |
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| Let the Color Party Begin... |
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| Colored Chaos! |
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| Ready, set....go! (Rebecca, Martina, Sarah, Me) |
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| Yahoooo! We did it!!! (Rebecca, Martina, Sarah, Me) |
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| Running Partners (Me, Rebecca) - What a fun accomplishment! |
Friday, August 24, 2012
Spoiled...Spa Day
Ahhh, a spa day! I was so excited to get pampered. Here are some pictures of my glorious morning of getting pampered by the ones I love. :)
Some might assume the place I went to get pampered at was this:
Some might assume the place I went to get pampered at was this:
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| A beautiful, relaxing environment... |
That might be how I felt but this is more of what my pampered day looked like:
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| Spa Crew: Isla, Simon, and Solomon |
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| A little bit of makeup (on the eyes, of course) by Isla, blow-drying by Solomon and combing by Simon |
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| Lots and lots...and I mean loooooooots of giggles |
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| In action picture - the kids concentrating on Mama's hair |
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| Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh, I love spa days! |
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Sometimes people are just too serious...
Sometimes people are just too serious...those people should hang out with us on a daily basis.
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| A whole lot of CrAzInEsS going on!!! |
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
We Love LaLa
We couldn't get ahold of Lais to talk to her and the kids reeeaaalllly wanted to talked to her. Instead, we made her a special message with some paper and crayons. Here are some pictures of the kids' artistic way of saying "We love you to the moon and back, LaLa!"
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| Simon "We", Isla "Love", Solomon "LaLa" |
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| Masterpiece |
Monday, August 20, 2012
Three awesome reasons...
These are the three awesome reasons I love my job. Every. Single. Day.
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| Simon, Solomon, Isla - Three Reasons I Love My Job |
Saturday, August 18, 2012
The Road Vs. Me
So, surprise! I'm training to run a 5k with my friend Rebecca. The event is August 25th! The training has been going great...or, it was. I ran into a little snag (no pun intended) yesterday while on my run which definitely made for an interesting day. Let's just say it was the road vs me and the road won...
My Awful Morning:
I woke up extra early to get out and run in the morning (usually run at night). I was running at a good pace and felt great so I decided to kick it up a notch and run faster. Bad idea. (Such a bad, bad, baaad idea.) I got 1 mile from the house when...whoa, there I go. Without any warning (and not really sure what happened), my left knee slams into the ground, my right knee and both hands land a second later and my hands bounce (yes, I did write BOUCE) just to hit the asphalt again and when things couldn't get any worse, they slide and my right elbow meets the ground too. For whatever reason, I jumped up as quickly as I fell and just when I put my weight onto my left leg, I collapsed. I couldn't put ANY weight on my leg. What to do? What to do? Well, I sobbed (like a baby). Alone. On the street.
I am that runner that comes prepared so I pulled out my cell phone and called the house (in between sobs). I hadn't been gone that long and Ben said he knew something was wrong when he heard the phone. He was my hero that morning. He drove down the road to pick me up and as he arrived, he could see my fall wasn't a tiny one. Lots of blood. Lots.
I did eventually go to Urgent Care when the pain in my hand just didn't feel right. They took x-rays of my hand and said it wasn't broken, cleaned up my hand some more, and sent me home with wound care instructions. After all, I lost all three layers of skin so I have weeks of wound care ahead of me. Nasty road rash.
I got home and Ben was just leaving for work when Urgent Care calls. "We're so sorry to bother you at home but you need to come back immediately. We just got a call from the radiologist that reviewed your x-ray and there's a foreign body in your hand next to your bone. If you don't come back soon, you will get a horrible infection." Grrrrr. We had no one to help us with the kids so Ben had to stay home while I ran off to Urgent Care again. Sigh.
Now for those that have sensitive stomachs. STOP READING. (Pete, I'm talking to you!)
The doctor began the process of removing the rock and he dug for quite a while. The nurse had to excuse herself from the room since she was feeling faint. The sound of the large tweezers and scalpel hitting the rock was similar to nails on a chalkboard. Five minutes of digging, lots of blood, and with a huge tug, the rock came out and I instantly felt relief from the pressure the rock had put on my hand. YAY! My friend is goooone!
Here's a picture of the rock. While it might look tiny (that's what Simon said) it was 1/4 inch wide and 1 inch deep into my hand. The incision is 1/2 inch wide on the inside of my hand and I'm missing all three layers of skin so I have a while before my hand will be back to normal. In the meantime, I saved the rock to show the kids (and Ben). (Although, this might have confused Simon because he found a rock on the floor that night and tried shoving it into the top of my hand while saying, "Rocks go into Mommy's hand." Um, not so much! Ouch!)
My Awful Morning:
I woke up extra early to get out and run in the morning (usually run at night). I was running at a good pace and felt great so I decided to kick it up a notch and run faster. Bad idea. (Such a bad, bad, baaad idea.) I got 1 mile from the house when...whoa, there I go. Without any warning (and not really sure what happened), my left knee slams into the ground, my right knee and both hands land a second later and my hands bounce (yes, I did write BOUCE) just to hit the asphalt again and when things couldn't get any worse, they slide and my right elbow meets the ground too. For whatever reason, I jumped up as quickly as I fell and just when I put my weight onto my left leg, I collapsed. I couldn't put ANY weight on my leg. What to do? What to do? Well, I sobbed (like a baby). Alone. On the street.
I am that runner that comes prepared so I pulled out my cell phone and called the house (in between sobs). I hadn't been gone that long and Ben said he knew something was wrong when he heard the phone. He was my hero that morning. He drove down the road to pick me up and as he arrived, he could see my fall wasn't a tiny one. Lots of blood. Lots.
I did eventually go to Urgent Care when the pain in my hand just didn't feel right. They took x-rays of my hand and said it wasn't broken, cleaned up my hand some more, and sent me home with wound care instructions. After all, I lost all three layers of skin so I have weeks of wound care ahead of me. Nasty road rash.
I got home and Ben was just leaving for work when Urgent Care calls. "We're so sorry to bother you at home but you need to come back immediately. We just got a call from the radiologist that reviewed your x-ray and there's a foreign body in your hand next to your bone. If you don't come back soon, you will get a horrible infection." Grrrrr. We had no one to help us with the kids so Ben had to stay home while I ran off to Urgent Care again. Sigh.
Now for those that have sensitive stomachs. STOP READING. (Pete, I'm talking to you!)
The doctor began the process of removing the rock and he dug for quite a while. The nurse had to excuse herself from the room since she was feeling faint. The sound of the large tweezers and scalpel hitting the rock was similar to nails on a chalkboard. Five minutes of digging, lots of blood, and with a huge tug, the rock came out and I instantly felt relief from the pressure the rock had put on my hand. YAY! My friend is goooone!
Here's a picture of the rock. While it might look tiny (that's what Simon said) it was 1/4 inch wide and 1 inch deep into my hand. The incision is 1/2 inch wide on the inside of my hand and I'm missing all three layers of skin so I have a while before my hand will be back to normal. In the meantime, I saved the rock to show the kids (and Ben). (Although, this might have confused Simon because he found a rock on the floor that night and tried shoving it into the top of my hand while saying, "Rocks go into Mommy's hand." Um, not so much! Ouch!)
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| My pesky "friend", the rock |
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