Sleep Baby Sleep

Mama got no sleep. Apparently little man has a bug and it causes him to wake every thirty minutes without fail for the last two nights. My plan to dress well and visit my Grandma, who is poking around in her closet for vintage duds just for me. That may or may not happen.  I may or may not have on my Uggs.
After I suck down some coffee, I'll try to post the things I really wanted to. Like, a post about some exciting changes coming my way... cryptic, right???  Happy Thursday, folks!

KC Half Marathon 2011

I highly recommend this race, folks! It's one of the hilliest in the country and the scenery is beautiful. This was my second time to run this race, and it runs through several distinctly different areas of the city.  This is Eric and I after we finished. Eric is my husbands best friend, and my running buddy a lot of the time.  We get along great (you really need to in order to spend almost two hours running together, plus warm-up and winding back to your car).
The weather was a perfect chilly 45 degrees at the start and around 55 by the end.  We finished the day out with a big fat meal with my family and an afternoon nap.  I love days like these.  I hope I have the ability to run until I am old and grey. I might already be grey...I am the oldest woman in my family to not be completely grey.... I am only 32 people!!!  But I digress.
Hope the weekend treats everyone well!

Chipped nails and Ponytails.

I need to hold myself accountable!
I have been in sweats for a week straight... and my husband was only gone two nights this week.
Today I got out of the sweats and put on real clothes.... okay, I put on stretch pants and a cardigan, but hey! NOT SWEATS!!!!  I will be documenting this to link up with The Pleated Poppy (What I Wore Wednesday) in order to keep the sweats in the running clothes drawer.
Owen says he is really happy about this.
My husband is even happier.
Have a great weekend; it's supposed to be lovely weather here, and we are going to the city for the weekend to hang out with my mom in a hotel and swim and shop.  Should be fun!

Fall :)

p.s. that turkey just ate a cupcake, see? : )

DAY FOUR OR SOMETHING

Iwanttoscreamintoapillowbecausethebabywon'tsleepandIcan'tdoanychoresandhaveabreakandthehouseisamessandchariswetthebedagainanditsgoingtorainalldaysogoingforaRUNwon'thappenandjoelwon'tbehomeuntiltomorrownight.

sigh.

Happy Monday.  I am SO sure my day could be worse.

sigh.

I am thankful for neglect o saucers at this very moment.  I am taking the dog out for a minute.  With the window open, shining right on O of course.

DAY TWO

Less than an hour after we put her to bed, everything was soaked. No biggie.

DAY TWO WILL BEGIN TONIGHT.

It's CHIEFS day in our house, so the hubster is busy making eggs and toast and preparing to sit on his bum all day and watch football.  I really hope we beat Miami, as they haven't won a game yet.  Surely we won't be the one team they beat.  The sanity in my house totally depends on this.  And baby naps and limited sugar for Charis.

I had a great weekend with my mother-in-law and sister-in-law.  We went to the Women of Faith conference.  When I finally got home last night, Charis and Mom (she was helping Joel with Charis) and I had a glo stick dance off to the Lemonade Mouth cd.  Seriously, why don't people dance in the dark with glo sticks EVERY DAY???  It was definitely an awesome way to welcome me back home.

I was also met with a wee bit o' joking about being at a churchy-type event for two days.  It's crazy how beliefs are different from person to person.  I also got some mild criticism from those I dearly love.  I won't go into much detail about my beliefs at the moment; I'm not comfortable enough to spew it all out right now. Let's just say, I love peace and good will.
Happy SUNDAY folks!

Tonight we are doing DAY ONE of no dipes for Charis for the night. That's right, you read some of our business up in here!  


We've tried many times. It has worked once or twice, but she wears the diapers. She wears em. and pees in em.  Eh, we get a lot of flack from some family, and some others don't care. More importantly, we don't really care so much.  Mostly we moan when we have to change a sheet, but I figure she won't go to a sleepover until she stops, so it's really up to her.  I don't think sleepovers start for a couple of years.  
Anyhoo.  Preparing for taking turns with the hubs getting up and checking on/ waking her.  


DAY ONE BEGINS.