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I am sick. Sick! It is a real doozy. I guess that's how I roll. I almost never get sick and then when I do it kicks my ass. This one is a wicked sore throat with swollen glands. I'm on day four of feeling like my throat is full of mashed potatoes and glass shards. I am taking tylenol and motrin every 4 hours around the clock. Take that, liver and kidneys! I woke up with it in the wee hours on Thursday, so it has pretty much killed this nice long weekend. Oh well.

The kids are with Jen today so I am doing a bunch of stuff I can't do with kids around, like vacuum. I should also online shop for Christmas presents or something. I threw out all of their McDonalds toys. Oh, the things you do when the children are not home! I may also take a nap. Tonight I am going to take my evil germs to the movies, though, because I am really effing tired of being trapped in my house feeling like crap. So I am going to feel like crap AT THE MOVIES. I will not breathe on anyone.

Tukey has moved into the "parts" phase of toddlerhood where he loves things that have a million parts like Mega Blocks, train tracks, wooden blocks, and potato heads. Parts everywhere. I also don't have any idea what to get him for Christmas because he JUST had a birthday and we have so many toys from Punk's toddler days. Maybe I will wrap some up. Shhhh.

Punk is almost 5.5 and she is becoming quite the strong-willed, independent thinker which is a nice way of saying PITA! But good on her, because she is learning to stand up for herself and navigate her environment, which is really what I want for her. I could just do with less stomping.

Good times.


I keep saying I should resurrect this LJ. But then I realize that I really have nothing to say.

Anything anyone wants to know?


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Today was the loveliest birthday I've had in a long time.

Punk wanted to bake Jen a cake (it was her birthday too), so we did that the other day and I frosted it and then Punk and Tukey covered it in sprinkles. We got to present the cake and card to Jen this morning while Tukey shouted the Happy Birthday song at the top of his little lungs. So cute. So stinking cute.

A coworker bought me coffee mid-morning. I'd already had my coffee (from home). But he bought me another. So I drank it. And I was flyiiiiiiing.

I got all of my paperwork done during staff meeting. Which I'm sure I'm not supposed to do and it's rude as heck but hey, I got it all done.

While I was in staff meeting, I got a text from a friend to say that she and her other friend were coming over and feeding/playing with my kids over dinner time so that I could run, because it's been a while. So I got dinner for the kids and then I left for half an hour, running a 5k in 30 minutes and coming home in the dark to happy children. This is good because I'm running an actual 5k race on Sunday with another friend and I wanted to make sure I could run for 30 minutes at least. (I've been working up to it, but I don't love running.) The friends brought over my favorite cake (I don't remember ever mentioning that, but she swears I did) and we gave some to the kids after I got back from running. (It was DELICIOUS.)

After I bathed the kids and put them to bed, a friend came over with a very thoughtful present and stayed for about an hour. I also got some money from relatives and my brother and SIL gave me a generous gift certificate to Zappos. WOOT.

I feel very blessed and special this year. I love birthdays!


Even though I don't really use LJ to chronicle my life or keep up with most people these days (though there are a few exceptions), I figured that since the last 11 years of my life figured in here in some way or another, it was worth noting that after nearly 11 years, Jennifer and I are going our separate ways.

It is exactly the right thing but that doesn't make it an easy thing. Sometimes life is like that.

I've spent much of the last 6 months focusing inward, working on self-care, meeting my own needs and putting out my own fires, and taking care of my body. It needed to happen. I really was letting myself go far more than anyone should, far more than I'd even realized.

This is a time of immense transition for our little family, and I know I speak for all of us when I say that we appreciate all good thoughts and positive energy.

Sep. 4th, 2012

Tomorrow my amazing Punk is off to full-day kindergarten.

Go, Adventure Girl, go. Run like the wind. Be like lightning.

I have never wanted to be anything more than your proud Mama.


Aug. 14th, 2012

I've been in my head a lot more than I've been anywhere else.
It's been good for me. So much thinking. So much coming to the forefront that I've been neglecting.

I've been working out a lot. I've lost 22 pounds. I feel fabulous and am hooked on it. I have 12 more to get to my big goal.

Life is chugging along. Back to work soon. Punk is starting kindergarten at public school.

So much change! Change is good!

I was singing in the shower this morning. It felt good.

This is a good summer.

Jun. 28th, 2012

I am on a cleaning and purging rampage. Look the eff out.


My life is very full and yet very empty at the same time.

My kids are awesome and they are growing up so much. Tukey just talks SO MUCH now, in that adorable toddler speech, and it is so freaking cute. Punk is growing into such a KID, a real kid who is heavily in the "THAT'S NOT FAIR!" phase. Totally.

I'm off work for the summer and that is glorious but I also enjoy working and like being at my current place of work, because they like me a lot (and who doesn't like that?). I am pretty sure I am liked at my actual employer (community mental health agency) but the school where I do outreach loves me, and since that is where I spend all of my time, it is good. Great, even. It's good to be liked.

The weather today looks lovely and Tuke is at day care (he goes on Tuesdays so he doesn't forget what it's like there) so Punk and I are going to do "big girl" things and I am excited for that. It's nice to have that time, and in a few years she probably won't want to hang out with me.

I've been exercising a lot which really has upped my mood. Yesterday I did an hour of interval training in the morning and then went back to the gym for Zumba in the evening. Feels good to be using muscles again. I like having a strong body. I feel more capable.

I hope that when I go back to work in September, I'm unrecognizably hot. ;)


Jun. 12th, 2012

Two days of work remain.

The boy who showed porn to my client apparently also did some other really inappropriate things with some really young children. It's really awful and I wish no one had told me. (It really wasn't my business to know and it's all private info so I probably shouldn't have been told.) I want to un-know it and just remember the kid I used to work with a couple of years ago. Ugh.

I have gotten back to the gym and am working on eating better food (eliminating processed food, eliminating grains, eliminating most sugar and all refined sugar) and it has been really, really great. I have a lot of energy and have lost about 14 pounds since the beginning of April, when my PCP said I should probably think about losing about 18 pounds in the next six months. I've got that covered no problem but I'm going to try to lose 20 more. I've been doing a lot of Zumba which is really fun. I am going to try to incorporate more strength training into my life when work ends and I can go to the gym more.

Punk is about to wrap up her second and final year of pre-K and she is off to kindy in the fall. I'm a little nervous about switching to public school after the wonderfully hippie private school but we just can't afford it. At all. But it is such a great community and I hope I can keep in touch with some of the people we've met. I can't believe my kid is old enough to go to public school and ride a school bus and all of that. How is that possible? She reads at about a second grade level and all of her books are chapter books. It is amazing. She is amazing. She has two more weeks of tee ball. She doesn't love it. We're going to do swim lessons and maybe some sort of dance, and soccer in the fall. (She won't love that either.) Next weekend she is going to be the flower girl in my BIL's wedding.

Tukey is almost 19 months old and he is such a big boy. He is super devious and rascally and he is always running and climbing. He is obsessed with balls and trucks. He loves music. He is a fanatic about going up and down steps. He is very snuggly and loves to give hugs and kisses. He is such a wild card, though... he is tough to take places and he just runs away all the time, which makes things like the farm share pick up and the children's museum and stuff really really challenging. And I'm scared to take both of the kids to the lake this summer.

Our summer vacation starts next week. Yee haw, we're going to have so much good bonding time. I can't wait. Punk wants to have sleepovers. My baby is growing up.


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