Depends

on what we're talking about.

I've decided that the real curse of having 9 and 10 pound babies is that I can't workout without peeing myself.

Last night, our Crossfit workout was double unders (jumping rope where the rope goes around twice between jumps) and sit-ups.  50-40-30-20-10

I did the first 50 jumps with no problem, then painstakingly got through my 50 sit-ups.  Then the 40 round started and 10 jumps into it, I peed.  Just a little but had to stop, go drain my bladder again, changed my panties and put on a liner.

Came back and finished the rest of the workout.

Doctor says my bladder has definitely dropped but apparently not enough for them to perform any kind of surgery on it unless I request it.

I'm starting to wonder if that is an option for me.

A few weeks ago, I walked up to the neighbors to get my boys home for dinner and decided to race them home.  We're talking three houses down at an all out sprint.  I won... but peed myself the whole way home.

~R

It's List Time

It's time for me make a list.  For whatever reason, the day goes by and I've done nothing outside the norm.

The norm being: cooking, cleaning, cooking, cleaning, running the boys to activities, cooking, cleaning, and catching up on Faceb00k.

Then I'm pooped so I sit down in my favorite spot and don't move until bedtime.

I have so many things swirling around in my head and with the nicer weather, I'm feeling like I can do anything.

So far the list is:  Knitting projects, cleaning the office closet so that I can get to all my stuff for organizing my photos to digital scrapbook, ordering gardening seeds and buying compost tea (Because as usual, I didn't make a compost.  Again.)

When I write that all down, it sounds so lame.  Where did my life go?  Oh well, with the sunshine comes renewed hope for more exciting adventures.

What are you doing to shake off the weather doldrums?

~R

Wordy Wednesday

What can I say?  I'm a rebel.

Do they even still do Wordless Wednesday?  I think I tried once but still had to narrate a bit.  It's an affliction of mine.  I think it is called Talkitis, or something like that.

Anyhoo, our ski trip went wonderfully.  Our boys are naturals.  There, I said it.  I bragged.  But they really are.  Poor Pete snowboarded and if you haven't done this, then know that you will fall a lot in the beginning.  In fact, I'm pretty sure teaching you to fall is one of the first lessons.  Well, I'm not sure at all and Pete just informed me that he wasn't taught to fall - it just came naturally.  lol.

RePete took up skiing.  Seeing him zooming by on short little skis with no poles just cracked me up.  I asked his instructor when they recommend poles and he stated that he doesn't recommend them until one can ski a black diamond with proficiency.  WHAT!  And he didn't say "one".  He's more of a "dude" kind of dude.

Okay so at least now I know why I suck at skiing.  It's the poles.  Next year - no poles.  I'll let you know how that goes.

Here's a picture of me and my ski bunny.

~R

Call Me Crazy

but we're headed to the mountains this weekend.  The very place I shredded my ACL a few years back.

However, this trip is for the boys.  It'll be their first time on skis and snowboards.  Pete wants to snowboard and RePete wants to ski so they'll be getting lessons on the first day.

I'll be fluff.  I still don't think I've built my leg back up enough so I won't be skiing or snowboarding.  Instead, I'll be following them to lessons, snapping photos and video and when BN takes them to the bunny slope, I'll be sipping cocoa in the lodge.  Or maybe I'll go back to my nice comfy condo.  Can you imagine being in a three bedroom condo at the top of a mountain without anyone making noises?  I can.

I should insert RePete's evil laugh here.  Moo haha  He can't quite get the "wa" sound in there and it's hilarious.

It's a shame we'll only be there for one night.  BN can't get any time off work right now and since we're taking our 16 yo nephew who would just hate to miss school (moo haha), we'll be arriving early Saturday and leaving around dinner time on Sunday.

And other than BN's guy trip to WVa to snowboard later in the month, this will be our last ski trip of the year.

Next year, I'm buying a snowboard.  Reread the title.

~R

Theater

Pete is in a little theater group that meets once a week.  The instructor/director is really great with kids and Pete really likes her.

He's been the lead male in two productions so far.  Peggy the Pint-Sized Pirate and Princess and the Pea.

He sang a duet with the other pirate and loved it because the lyrics were so goofy.

Pete was supposed to have a solo in this one, but stage fright got the better of him.   Now he doesn't want to sing anything.

For his current production,  they are doing a bit from The Fisherman and His Wife.  The director came up with a brilliant plan to get him to sing without singing.  They are using the song from High School Musical 3, "I Want it All" with a the lyrics changed to fit the script and he can say the lines while the lead female sings her parts.  This is how it is done for the most part in the movie anyway.

I can't wait to see him do it.  She has alternative lyrics that would actually have him singing if he gets bold enough.  Either way he'll be so proud of himself when he realizes he can take on a singing part again.

Be Free My Friends

A friend gave us Painted Lady Butterfly caterpillars and I already feel bad for them.  They are in these little plastic cups with mush to eat and tiny air holes in the lid.  Here soon, they'll attach themselves to the lid and  make the chrysalides.   Then we have to tape these lids to the top of a butterfly cage and wait for them to emerge.  Their little lives will be a mere 2-4 weeks.  In that cage.

But I'm gonna set them free.  After they emerge and my boys get to see them, we're gonna go out back and let them go.  The paperwork says we're not supposed to but I just can't help myself.  

It's gonna be a glorious day.

Until then, we will continue to watch them eat and poop and produce silky strands.

I may even try to get a stills video of the metamorphosis. 

To be continued...

~R

Shop 'til We Dropped

Yesterday, we went to the Prime Outlets to get ski gear for the boys.  And new dishes for us.

I was quickly distracted by the Bare Essentials store so BN and the boys rolled their eyes and left me there while they headed over to the Under Armour store.

I don't wear a lot of makeup and in fact, I usually only wear eyeliner.  But I go through these spells where I feel like putting on a little more and the BE stuff is perfect for this - very subtle.  I stocked up and applied some eye shadow before I left the store.

We shopped and shopped and shopped some more and at some point much later, Pete looked at me and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Enough said.  It's time to give up the "Mom Look" and get my life back. :-)

~R