Monday, September 25, 2006

Samantha and I were chatting during cuddle time tonight... and I told her that I was taking a collage course online - to enhance my computer programming skills.
She said she didn't get it, and asked if I would have books, and homework and stuff. I said yes. She then asked, in an accusatory tone, "Mom, did you tell the teacher how old you are?"

Monday, September 11, 2006







These are
These are days you’ll remember
Never before
and never since, I promise
Will the whole world be warm as
this
And as you feel it,
You’ll know it’s true
That you – you are blessed and lucky
It’s true – that
you
Are touched by something
That will grow and bloom
in you

These are days you’ll remember
When May
is rushing over you
With desire to be part of the
miracles
You see in every hour
You’ll know it’s
true
That you are blessed and lucky
It’s true that you
are touched
By something that will grow and bloom in you

These are days –
These are the days you might
fill
With laughter until you break
These days you
might feel
A shaft of light
Make its way across your
face
And when you do
You’ll know how it was meant to
be
See the signs and know their meaning
You’ll know
how it was meant to be
Hear the signs and know they’re
speaking
To you, to you

10000 Maniacs - These Are The Days
When running through the schedule last weekend during family meeting, we noticed that Sunday, September 10 was grandparent's day. We decided to host the grandma's for dinner – the Knutsens brought their moms as well as fresh crab, sorbet sundaes and fruit salad, and Chuck and I put together bruschetta, garlic bread, green salad, roasted potatoes and cheesecake. We had a great time – but decided we needed something special and unique to celebrate the day. Someone proposed a "grandma parade." We talked the kids into selecting silly hats (which required accompanying scarves) and sent the kids and grandmas around the block for the first annual Tillamook Grandma Parade while we cleared the table…
Enroute I understand they a police car pulled over and asked them what they were doing… (it was a sketchy looking bunch). They explained it was a grandma's parade. The officer then asked if they had a parade permit. When he found out they didn't, he said that this time he was going to let it slide, since they were with their grandmas, but not to let it happen again.



My favorite sign this year from the Danskin triathlon - Sammie's calling it like it is. Posted by Picasa

Friday, September 08, 2006

I heard a word for the first time today that needs to be shared. I was complaining to Mikki about the about underwire bras. I know, I have bitched about them before, but you know, when a wire is stabbing you in such a tender area makes you irritable.
Anyways - I was shopping yesterday for something sexy to wear to the annual Y auction in Tillamook - and was cranky cause I found nothing. A helpful clerk came up to me and asked if I would like to be measured for bra size, since looking at at me in my tshirt it was clear that mine was too small and worn out. It was an effective sales technique, but man, how rude!
Anyways - telling Mikki - she was sympathetic (which is why she's on my buddy list and ms. braziere sizer is not) - and said she was wearing an underwire today too. She said, "I had to wear one today too, you know, because it's so... boobalicious."

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Warwick's

My cousin John has several book reccomendations listed on the website for Warwicks - the book store at which he is employed. Check out John's Picks

Monday, September 04, 2006

Danskin 2006 was so much fun this year. I felt strong the whole time -

My swim time was 19:51 (vs 27:35 in 2004)
My bike time was 45:57 (vs 51:22)
My run time was 48:42 (slowed from 45:57 in 2004).

I'd like to get the whole thing under 2 hours. I can reach a lot of that by improving my transition - for some reason I was really slow during the first transition this year. My loyal fans blamed the bucket of "foot water" I used to clean and dry my feet before putting on bike shoes.

I still feel like a stud and proudly hung my third 2006 (1/2 marathon, 55 mile bike ride, Danskin) metal from my rear view mirror in the mama mobile before taking off for a long vacation to Virginia. Back to reality tomorrow. Posted by Picasa