Monday, February 20, 2017

Our Colorado Trip

One week ago today, I had skied myself down a mountain (several times) and survived.

Oh, you guys...Colorado has captured my heart. I loved our vacation like you wouldn't believe and while I am not (nor will I ever be) a world class skier (let's be honest, greens are where you'll find me...and I won't be whizzing down them, either!), the mountains and the skiing and the fresh air and the walking everywhere? I grabbed a hold of me and doesn't seem to be making any moves to let go!

 
Check out this view from our hotel room!!


I just told someone today, "If I had had my kids with me, I'm not sure I would've come back." I felt so healthy and vibrant and alive...ugh, I wanna go back!

Funny story, the first evening we were in Beaver Creek, we walked down to the village and I got my first real look at the ski runs...I thought, "Huh. They don't look so bad." and we went about our business and had supper and went ice skating and tucked ourselves into bed that night, eagerly anticipating a day of skiing the next morning.


Well, when we skied off the hotel path and I was faced with the very same ski runs as I had been the night before (but this time, with skis on my feet instead of boots) I saw them in a whole new light and HOLY CRAP were they steep! I may have had a minor heart attack right there at the base of the mountain. (Thankfully, my husband was there to give me mouth-to-mouth.) ;)


But, like the big, brave girl that I am, I took a deep breath and loaded the ski lift with my handsome husband...shortly into the ride to the top of the lift (it was a LOOOOOONG lift!) the wind was blowing in my eyes, and they started to water a bit and suddenly, I was ALL OVER THE MAP with my emotions! I was scared and nervous and awestruck by the beauty around me and the fresh mountain air in my eyes and how happy I was to be on this vacation with my husband and before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face...and I was laughing uncontrollably! You should have heard my husband..."Are you okay?" "Are you laughing or crying?" "Oh my gosh, what is happening?!" and it made me laugh/cry all the more!

I still don't really know if I was laughing because I was crying or if I was crying because I was laughing, all I know is that thinking back on it makes me giggle all over again.

I'm sure you'll be hearing a lot more about our vacation...but let me just tell you, if you are considering a trip to the mountains, DO IT. I am so happy and so thankful that we were able to experience the mountains!

I can't wait to go back.

See you soon,
M.

Thursday, February 9, 2017

What????

So, I came across this picture yesterday:


That picture...the one you see just above these words? Yes, that one...it was taken 7 months ago. SEVEN MONTHS!! 

And now, my middle boy looks like this:


He's turned into a little man overnight. Just like that, he lost his baby face.

Help me, friends!! What is happening?? Where did my babies go??

Hold me. I can't handle this time warp we seem to be in...where you go to bed one night with itty bitty babies and you wake up the next morning and they are practically adults.

Gracious. I need to go put them all in footy jammies and stick a pacifier in their mouths.

Excuse me now, while I try to swaddle my babies and sing them lullabies. 

See you soon!
M.

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Totally Winning

Give me a moment, will you? To commend myself for absolutely WINNING at life today?!

First, I wore heels to work. HEELS! And dress pants too! Anytime I don't wear leggings and flats to work makes me feel like a bonafide adult. So, there's that.

THEN, I came home and worked out. Yes, you heard that right, I. Worked. Out! I've been doing a good job of trying to get myself somewhat in shape for skiing (we leave on Sunday!)!

I whipped up a delicious supper that is baking away and so I'm sitting here, reveling in the gloriousness that is BEING A FREAKING ROCK STAR! I love this feeling...part of me wonders...is it the Vitamin D that my bestie encouraged me to start taking? Is that little pill full of sunshine kicking in and making me feel like so much less of a slug? Or, is it that I had something to motivate me (Colorado...turning 40) and so, I'm grabbin' the world by the nuts and getting stuff done?

Who knows...all I know is today rocked. Oh...OH and guess what?? Guess what I got for my 40th??


This pretty little thing (that, in the words of my aunt, looks like a suitcase on my wrist!!)...I promise it's not really that big in real life.

Kinda like these goggles. They look way smaller in real life. What is up with that?!


 In other news...please reassure me that I'm not going to get swallowed up by an avalanche while I'm skiing. I hear they're getting up to 20" of snow right now and gracious. An avalanche is my worst nightmare, so yes. Reassurance. Now please.

See you soon!
M.

Thursday, February 2, 2017

It Wasn't Half Bad

Well...I did it. I survived my 40th birthday and judging from those who've already weathered this big birthday, I think it's safe to say that 40 is going to be awesome!

I had a great day...started off with donuts with my Birthday Thief for Catholic Schools Week, then I was wished a Happy 28th Birthday during morning school announcements. The best part of my day, though, is when one of my most favorite people in the whole wide world brought me and another one of my favorite people coffee. And there, in my grimy nurse's office, the three of us had an impromptu coffee gathering and laughed and chatted and I was assured, once again, that 40 isn't half bad.

We came home and I wrapped a whole bunch of Japanese candy kits for the other birthday girl in the family. Let me digress for a sec...have you seen these candy kits? They're adorably disgusting. Tonight she made "ice cream" and I kid you not the goo that was concocted was actually cold. COLD...can you imagine the chemicals in those things? Thankfully they taste like crap and no one actually eats them.



Anyway, my beloved Gram made me my absolute favorite, Vegetable Beef Soup...with the help of my amazing Grandpa. We had a quaint little birthday gathering and I came home and guess what I did?

I worked out. Like, legit, DVD in the Xbox and Kettlebell in hand WORKED OUT. My legs shook and burned and gracious I hated it. But then...then I was done and I felt dang good for doing it!

Ask me how I feel tomorrow. ;)

Day 1 of 40 is under my belt...I got this. I TOTALLY got this.

G'night!

See you tomorrow,
M.

 

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

The Big FOUR-OH.

Well...this is it guys. My last night in my 30's. Laying another decade to rest and starting a brand new one with a bigger number. Gah.

Ugh...I'm struggling with this big birthday of mine like I never thought I would. I think part of it is (I'm so sorry, mom!) that when my mom was 40, she was a grandma...and the thought of that makes me want to throw up.

SHE WAS SO YOUNG!!!! (Look! I said she was young when she was 40...so why do I feel old?!)

I was thinking back to a conversation I had with a boy friend when I was much, much, much younger (I was probably 16ish)...we were discussing my parents and he said, "Well, you know...she's no spring chicken anymore." You guys...YOU GUYS...this was well BEFORE I made my mom a grandma at 40. Which means, she was the ripe old age of 37...maybe 38 at the time.

Waaaaaaaaa!!! "No spring chicken." Lord help me. She was just a baby.
 

My aunt told me that "40 is the old age of youth and 50 is the youth of old age."   So...I guess that makes me the old geezer of all you youngin's?! For some reason, that doesn't make me feel better.

It's just a number, right? I mean, you're only as old as you act or feel or...something?

Maybe I need to get a tattoo. Or pierce my nose (rest assured I will NOT pierce my belly button...I'm afraid it would get lost in the folds of middle agedness). Maybe that'll make me feel young and carefree again...or, maybe the fresh mountain air of Colorado will reset my attitude and I'll come home relaxed, refreshed and ready to kick 40's ass.

Yes...let's go with that. 

40, take note. You're about to get your ass kicked!!

See you tomorrow,
M.

 

Monday, January 30, 2017

Don't Judge

Here I am, blogging 6 days...SIX DAYS!!!...after my last post. What kind of a resolutionist am I???

Not a very good one. (Don't judge.)

Forgive me though, I was up to my eyeballs in planning and let me tell you, my friends, we pulled of a great event! It was such a fun evening...of course, I am a bit biased, but dangit, it was a good time!

We don't have any firm numbers in, but I'm thinking we will at least hit what we did last year. I'm hoping we'll come out ahead of last year, but I'm not gonna be greedy! "As good as" is good enough for me!



Let me tell you something about me...I give this event my all. Near the end, nearly every waking minute I have is spent thinking things through. "Did we remember to do this?" or "Did someone remember to ask that?" or "Did we print this or copy that or scan this or fax that..." and OH MY GOSH I start to keep notes when I wake up at night because if I don't I wake up in a panic, having completely forgotten what critical issue it was that was keeping me up at 2:30 in the morning.

And then...just like that, it's all over. The decorations are packed away. The donations are all in their proud new owners hands. The dust has settled and all that's left is a committee waiting to hear how their event did and me...sitting here in a post-Christmas blues-like state.

WHY DO I FEEL BLUE, PEOPLE?????? Gracious, I am gaining back HOURS of my time and I'm over here all melancholy and subdued. WHATEVER THE HECK IS WRONG WITH ME???

Of course...40 IS incessantly knocking on my door like a gosh dang Kirby salesman, so maybe that's part of it? Let's talk about that for a second.

Just for a second though, because "Turning 40" deserves its own post...but you know, I've never had an issue with birthdays and getting older but suddenly I'm feeling legit old. It's a good thing that I have a vacation coming soon to take my mind off my oldness.

Gah. Anyway...tomorrow brings with it a 5:30am wake up call, so this old geezer needs to call it a night.

See you tomorrow! (Or, at least sooner than in 6 days!)
M.

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Home Stretch

Well...tonight was the last official meeting before our big event on Friday. We hammered out some details, firmed up our timeline, and drank a little wine.

I need to tell you all something...if ever you find yourself planning a gigantic event, gather amazing, strong, fun women to have by your side. We have fun...and (forgive my language) we get shit done. What more could you ask for?!

I'm nervous and excited and I think I need something new to wear because what good is a big event if it doesn't include the opportunity to wear something new and cute?! ;) Shhhhhh...don't tell my husband. 

Everything is coming together...live auction, silent auction, volunteers...it's exciting to see everyone pull together to make this event happen. It makes me happy that we have so many generous people willing to donate their time, talents, and lot's of amazing items. I can't wait to tell you how it all goes down!


Okie dokie...I've got kids that need to start their bedtime routine...with their mama following closely behind!

See you tomorrow?
M.

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