No wait -- that's never the case. I ALWAYS have something to say.
I have nothing to write?
That's more accurate, I suppose. I guess I can talk about everything everyone else has talked about already, but in a more boring way.
We spent Christmas sans extended family for the first time in our entire lives. I can't say it was all bad, because we had a lot of time together as a family and I feel like we really got to power down for a while, which rarely happens. Still, it's not the same without cousins crawling all over each other, and we're hopeful that next year we'll have some different circumstances.
***Side note: somehow we got through the entire holiday season without a single ounce of egg nog coming into our home/digestive tracks. We felt like Bizarro Boone and Nicole when we realized it. End side note. ***
(See how riveting this is?)
What else...
Happy 2010. If I don't end up spending my 31st birthday on crutches and catheterized (AWESOME combination, by the way) it'll be better than 2009. This year we leave the army, move to Denver (still no news on that front), and run our first marathons (knock on wood). Boone had the startling realization on his "Manventure" that his wonky foot didn't bother him once during his 28 mile day, and thought he might give his beloved running another shot after a 3 year forced break. Turns out the AT cured him. Or something. In any case, homeboy has been running 10 miles on Saturday mornings, plans to run the Snickers Half Marathon in March, and then shoot for a full sometime this year.
Of course -- OF COURSE -- after months of being careful and s-l-o-w-l-y building my running back up, I have somehow tweaked my leg again. I was doing great up until I hit the 20 mile/week mark, and then I started feeling achy after running again. Not muscle ache, but an all too familiar bone ache. I haven't run in a full week now and don't quite know what's up with my left tibia. I don't think it's broken, but I may be scaling back -- again -- for a few weeks. Heaven help my jeans (and my sanity).
On the other hand, I can do a full pull up now, which is pretty awesome. And yes, I said "a" pull up, as in one. But if I don't let myself all the way back down I can do 3 or 4. Which is more than "a". Boone says it's hot so I wait until he's coming around the corner and act all casual as I hoist myself up in our doorframe. Like, "Oh! I didn't see you there. Just doin' some pull ups..." I think he's onto me, but I don't care.
I suppose I could post some pictures for the grandparents/aunts who like that kind of thing.
No need for captions, really. Everything you see above can be blamed on grandparents in one way or another. Loving the one of Keaton two-fisting Sees suckers -- that's my boy! And huge thanks to my mom for the joke book she gave to Rylan. Seriously Mom, just remember that she has 7 whole weeks to stock up on jokes before you get here! Fun for you!
Santa finally brought a Wii to our house this year and I have mixed feelings about it. On one hand, it's pretty much the only thing the kids want to do right now and I don't love the idea of video games for hours on end.
On the other hand, they are playing together really nicely and perhaps they also don't bother to wake Boone and I up anymore? Yeah, the part where they feed themselves breakfast (Nilla wafers and cinnamon bread, but still) and let us sleep in is sort of ruining my whole "video games are bad" attitude. What's a mom to do?
Also? Boone and I may be playing for hours when the kids go to bed. Our thumbs hurt just like the old days! Once school is back in, we'll have to set some more strict time limits, but so far it's been fun to have a sure-fire way to threaten the kids into obeying since the "Santa is watching you" trick expired. Branik is the best player of the three, and we find that endlessly amusing. Rylan and Keaton, however, do not.
That's about it. I'll try to think of something worth your time for the next post. Think happy tibia thoughts for me!
Peace out.
10 comments:
A fresh start indeed! And look - this time I'm the first to comment instead of the last.
So great to see pictures of your kids. Rylan's hair is SO SHORT! :) Honestly I can't believe how grown up they are all looking - especially Branik.
When I saw the joke book, I thought you were CRAZY giving it to her. Glad to know you haven't lost your mind - someone else is out to torment you! It takes everything I've got to pretend to be amused by Ian's jokes. And now she's armed with 101 of them. Yikes!
I had the same reservations when we bought our Wii (that shopping moment still lives as one of the best EVER!) but my fears have pretty much been unfounded. We just don't have time to play too much of it.
Get scrounging in that couch! I promise to make pies if you come!
It's a New Year Miracle!
Not about the Stupid Leg, though. Man. Happy news about Boone, though. It would be cool to train for a marathon together (not that I could relate even a little bit). I'm betting it's going to happen.
Dude, *A* pull up! I've never done a pull up. And I have to push up from my knees. I bet Boone's been a' braggin 'bout his Hottie.
Happy tibia thoughts!
A PULL UP! Dude.
What I really want to know is palms out or palms facing you?
Also, I'm striving for like a 5k maybe... so a marathon?
I bow to your running prowess.
Also, thanks for pics of the kids. Way to go to Branik for rocking the Wii.
A) If Rylan studying her joke book isn't a spitting image of Boone, I don't know what is.
B) No egg nog?? Dude, seriously? What have you done with my sister?
C) Happy New Year to you too! Here's to a great year! Love you!
Court -- palms facing me yields 2-4 pull ups. I haven't even attempted palms out, but I HAVE done palms facing each other. Baby steps.
I hereby swear to post a video of me doing 5 palms out pull ups on my 31st birthday. Amen.
(Did I really just type that?!? Guess I have to do it now.)
I just don't understand all the fuss about the joke book! Sorry to hear about your leg--do take it easy. I will look forward to your birthday post!
Mom, you'll understand when you have had Rylan telling you jokes for hours on end:)
Bummer on the leg. Yay for happy holiday and See's lollipops!!! In case you were wondering, yes, you also too, will receive Official Ugly Moms Club Kickin' Cancer's Trash Socks when you sign up for the Philly 3Day :-)
word verification: azzleg, as in, Nicole's leg is a pain in her azz.
I am so braindead for comments lately. I read this days ago and couldn't think of anything worthy to say. I guess I just wanted you to know I was here and I'm sorry about your leg. The rest of you is looking fantastic, though, you gym rat.
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