merely a flesh wound

Yes, I am a woman and occasionally I suffer from bleeding heart. This week, I bought 3 oil paintings from an exchange student from Greece. Aaron thinks it is all a scam--it could be, but I still love the oils I bought. What else do I buy: mags from inner city moms, cookies from every school fundraiser, and other assorted frivolities. I need a band aid.

anaconda squeeze

Oh I forgot to mention that Christy introduced me to Black Mamba. I couldn't lay off my dad this weekend. Christy: This is the silliest and best prank ever. I'm addicted to it. Look out Faveros the Mamba is coming at you in just one week. And Wilsons, you got it coming at the end of July. I'm going to invest in some googlie eyes too, wicked funny.

So what is this Black Mamba: it's a black sock. Yeah, you put it on your hand and make a snake puppet with it. Then, and this is were it gets ridiculously silly, if you catch someone napping: you slap them awake with the snake and hiss, "Black Mamba" in their face while displaying the snake. I know, it sounds ridiculous, but it is funny and addicting. I love my Black Mamba.

it's only your fault if you don't hate yourself enough to do something about it

My lovely neighbor Lana and her husband bought some total beach body workout system program lifestyle thing. They have this crazy workout dvd set that includes a 16-min ab section but the abs are also on all the other dvds, so she gave me the abs dvd. I tried it last night: it kicked my ass. . .well actually my whole body. Most ab dvds are lazy and slow and all about form. Not this one, it is 400 crazy ab exercises in 16 minutes and breaks are for the weak. I had some pride that I could do all of the exercises but one: the pikes always get me and this one is particularly brutal. Sincerely brutal. Anyway, I couldn't do all the reps; I'd break after 15 or 20. Mama needs her breaks. Shew. So now I want Aaron to do it with me to see if I'm weak or if it really is insane. The instructor dude even said: don't do this everyday. Yeah, because your core could catch fire or explode...at least that's how mine feels today.

bleh, aaron doesn't get home till late tonight, he has some event in the city. So right now I'm procrastinating mopping and party decorating. cheers.

She smelled like soup

I feel like I'm running on survival mode instead of living. It is just one thing to the next: busy, nutty, busy. So here is a quick recap--hold on, I need to order a pizza; that's why I got on the computer in the first place. Okay, yeah it's a pizza night.

Utah was fun except for puking Morgan. The Colorado Rockies were not kind to her either way. It added another hour to the trip. It was fun to see grandparents and cousins but that's all we had time for: we grossly underestimated how much time we had outside the planned itinerary.

We went to Cam and Amber's reception all day Saturday--non-member weddings are always good; they create perspective. And while Aaron has really nice friends, their lifestyle is weathering them. We were probably the oldest people there but you wouldn't know it from looking at all the faces. Plus, drunk dudes wanting to swing later is never good. weirdo.

And now it is Wednesday. yikes. It has been a whirl of meetings, scavenging, pool, tornado-cloud watching and party planning. Lore turns seven on Friday and we are having a 2-day festivus (mostly because Aaron will be gone on Friday). Shew, so much work for a tiny family party plus one friend.

And now my final (but original) thought: I took a bath last night to calm my pulsing nerves. This is kind of a big deal for me because it is my third of fourth bath since we moved in and I enjoyed it. Which means I have to admit that I'm becoming a bit of a soaker (not a bather...at least not yet). This is a huge because I hate baths--wallowing in your own filth, gross, I have issues with it on many levels. I once broke up with a guy because I thought I heard him in the bath while we were talking on the phone and I couldn't date a guy that took baths. sicko. I know. So I bathe now. Nasty but it felt good.

run little bob, run free

So since we are going to Utah this weekend and will be driving home on Father's Day, we decided to have FHE Father's Day. We surprised Aaron with cards, candy grams, rocky mountain caramel apples, a man project (installing speakers in the master bedroom), and bikes. We live a half block to the reservoir trail that is an 8 mile loop--perfect for biking. Aaron and I have been talking about buying bikes and the kids tows since we moved in. So I finally did it. And it is awesome. We didn't do the trail last night, Aaron just towed the kids around the neighborhood, and they loved it.

Once we put the kids to bed, I took my bike for a spin. I forgot how much I love riding a bike. I love it. I felt like a ten year old kid cruising the neighborhood and it brought more happiness than I expected. And our neighborhood is a bit hilly--not like the California hills, more like Austin Texas hills, which is flat areas with dips. Colorado is not hill country; it is the high plains (hence the tornado. oh and we've had tornado warning every day since the little one. crazy.) Still, the hills/dips are deceiving, they're more work than you think. And my bike is a no frills/gears beach comber. So yeah, it was a regular spin class by the time I was done. So now I might switch out some running nights for bike rides. I'm very excited.

don't fight it

my life is a pile of dirty laundry (mostly Morgan's--she is a filthy beast child) and scattered throw pillows.


[and oh crap Nat, I'm calling you tomorrow. Poor Tenley.]

I'm late, I'm late, I'm late

It is late and I need to spend five minutes with Aaron, so this is going to be quick.

I survived my first week in Primary. Conducting, Sharing Time, Set up, Tear down, Stake Primary there, meetings, mayhem, you name it, I did it today. It is the reason I've been glued to this computer since 8p tonight. 132 kids but we survived.

At least I get a pass next week. We'll be in Utah for a wedding and we would love to see whomever while we're there.

yeah

Today has been nuts, the past two weeks has been nuts, and then there was a tornado. YEAH, a tornado, I could see it from our window. It hit the mall near our house and went down the street of one of my friends. Crazy. Luckily, no one was hurt and damage hasn't been too bad. We didn't have wind, just wicked hail and I do me wicked...with a W.

So last week, Christy and kids came and it was fabulous--except for the sunburns. Lore forgot to get relotioned and burned under her eyes. All the kids at school thought she had a black eye because it was so bad. She's fine now. As for me, I had a bad shorts line so the genius that I am, I didn't lotion and now my legs are toasty. Still, you can't beat our pool, it is loads of fun. Bryn is getting really good at swimming and Ava is ready to start.

It was so fun to have the cousins together, Luke and Morgan had a bit of a power struggle but they hugged it out in the end. I love Christy, I have pretty fabulous sister-in-laws all around and I'm grateful.

Last Sunday, our ward finally split. Everyone in the new ward got released. Hooray for no more smelly-farty boys. Sad, because I'm realizing that most of my friends are now in the other ward but that's fine. We're just grateful to be off the hard folding chairs...we were 3 minutes early today and we were still in the overflow, but grateful for padded chairs. It was posh living we haven't enjoyed since forever.

On the flip side, I've now been given a calling that's a bit more involved than Val10. I can only pray and hope for the best. We'll see how it goes next week.