I'm a day late on the midweek confession link party at E, Myself and I but better late than never! ;)
Let's dive on in!
Today, while on the elliptical, I turned the TV onto PBS and watched Super Why for a good 10 minutes before I remembered I was at the gym and could watch "real" TV! If it's 9am, my brain just naturally thinks "Super Why." Spoiler alert.... the Super Readers saved the day.
Speaking of the gym... I've been going to the YMCA consistently now 3-5 times a week since February... I have gained 3 pounds. I do; however, feel much stronger and more toned in my legs, butt, shoulders and arms. 28; however, has not been kind to my torso. Do you know the muffin man? Because I sure do.
As I've mentioned before, Daniel and I are building a retaining wall (The Great Wall of Wise Part 2) and a massive garden.... like feed the neighborhood veggies all summer big. We have 28 strawberry plants... so come on down to the Wise Family Farm. But that isn't the confession... since I've been spending every day (and night) in the yard, I've neglected laundry big time. Not only do I have a "Mt. Saint I hate folding laundry," it has spawned a whole mountain range of clean, unfolded and now wrinkly laundry. I'm praying for a rainy day so I'm forced to fold it all. Who am I kidding... I need a rainy week!
My kids have been super into tracing my body with chalk on the driveway. They're awful at it. I always look obese with broken legs and webbed fingers. I've been trying to teach them to trace up against my body to no avail. I think I'm getting a complex looking at all these "chalk mommies" all over my driveway! I may or may not hose them off every night if I know it's not supposed to rain.
Last weekend was Daniel and my anniversary. We went to a nice dinner and had a pedicure together. Daniel's first! Is there much more embarrassing than when the nail lady points to your face and says "Want me to wax that?!" It was super romantic, as you can imagine.
Your turn! Add your confessions below in the comments or on facebook. I always love hearing them!
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Thursday, April 25, 2013
Saturday, April 20, 2013
If you give a fish a muffin....
Oh man. I feel like I have a lot of time to catch up on but I can sum it up in a few words: Yard work. Dirt. Play Doh. The Great Wall of Wise. Garden. Shark. Time Outs..... yeah that pretty much recaps the last 2 weeks. :)
This post is about to make you think I need to be on ADD meds... maybe you're right.
Like I mentioned above, we've been constructing "The Great Wall of Wise" in our backyard. There is a portion of our yard that just seems to not like grass. Its all like "Hey, I'm rocky red clay, fescue isn't really a good match for me." And Daniel is like "Grow Dammit!" And the sod guy is like "Hey, you need bermuda, but it won't grow there so build a retaining wall." And like Noah listened to God and built an ark... we listened to the Super Sod dude and built a wall... The Great Wall of Wise. It's taken DAYS but we're gonna have a pretty massive and beautiful garden when its done. While Daniel and I work on the wall, the kids have been playing play doh. My poor patio is speckled. It's actually kinda pretty. Thank goodness for pressure washers. Play doh is awfully messy!
While we were at Petsmart buying dog food the other day, Parker saw fish and asked for one. I thought he was probably ready so we picked out a tiny tank and a beta fish that Parker named Shark. We had a long chat about being a good fish daddy and the responsibility that comes with pet ownership. Apparently, I went a little overboard with our talk because he wouldn't leave the poor thing alone. He wanted to take it outside, then on a wagon ride, then to his bed.... he was obsessed. Note I say "was".... This morning, Parker fed Shark a Harris Teeter giant chocolate chip muffin. Shark probably loved it... his poor internal organs, not so much. I'd say "rest in peace, Shark" but that isn't possible because Parker keeps shaking the tank to "help Shark swim." I haven't been able to slip away to Petsmart to replace Shark with an imposter so I left him in the tank. I feel kinda bad about that....
Aquariums were my husband's hobby when he was a kid so he was quite unimpressed with Shark's tight living quarters. We had plans of getting Shark a mansion before his untimely demise but now, since he's in heaven (I presume he was a Christian fish, though I didn't lead him through the salvation prayer, I have peace about his fate), Daniel has decided we need to upgrade our aquarium status from a half gallon, $8 "beta habitat" to a saltwater aquarium with Nemos.... because obviously, a child who can't keep a Beta alive for 48 hours should have a delicate saltwater aquarium. Fortunately, Parker won't be able to reach the lid of this tank or be able to take it scootering down the street like he tried with his last fish tank. Unfortunately, I believe this means I just gained another responsibility and keeping Avery alive on a daily basis is just about as much responsibility as I can handle right now.
Speaking of Avery, she learned to open doors this week. WORST. TRICK. EVER. It takes 3-333 times to get her back in bed each night. I remember when she learned to stand in her crib and she did it for a week straight all night long. It was a long week of her practicing her new trick but thankfully she was still in her crib. This time... not so much. Daniel and I will be watching TV and then she's suddenly on the couch with us. I know you're probably thinking "just get those door knob thingys." Yeah, we have those. They slow her down but she can still open the door. She's a fiesty little thing but goodness gracias, she's precious!
Tomorrow, we're heading to Asheville to uproot some of my grandfather's blueberry bushes to replant in our garden. I'm SO excited to have a little piece of my grandfather's family land, replanted in my own backyard. Prayers my black thumb greens up quickly!
This post is about to make you think I need to be on ADD meds... maybe you're right.
Like I mentioned above, we've been constructing "The Great Wall of Wise" in our backyard. There is a portion of our yard that just seems to not like grass. Its all like "Hey, I'm rocky red clay, fescue isn't really a good match for me." And Daniel is like "Grow Dammit!" And the sod guy is like "Hey, you need bermuda, but it won't grow there so build a retaining wall." And like Noah listened to God and built an ark... we listened to the Super Sod dude and built a wall... The Great Wall of Wise. It's taken DAYS but we're gonna have a pretty massive and beautiful garden when its done. While Daniel and I work on the wall, the kids have been playing play doh. My poor patio is speckled. It's actually kinda pretty. Thank goodness for pressure washers. Play doh is awfully messy!
While we were at Petsmart buying dog food the other day, Parker saw fish and asked for one. I thought he was probably ready so we picked out a tiny tank and a beta fish that Parker named Shark. We had a long chat about being a good fish daddy and the responsibility that comes with pet ownership. Apparently, I went a little overboard with our talk because he wouldn't leave the poor thing alone. He wanted to take it outside, then on a wagon ride, then to his bed.... he was obsessed. Note I say "was".... This morning, Parker fed Shark a Harris Teeter giant chocolate chip muffin. Shark probably loved it... his poor internal organs, not so much. I'd say "rest in peace, Shark" but that isn't possible because Parker keeps shaking the tank to "help Shark swim." I haven't been able to slip away to Petsmart to replace Shark with an imposter so I left him in the tank. I feel kinda bad about that....
Aquariums were my husband's hobby when he was a kid so he was quite unimpressed with Shark's tight living quarters. We had plans of getting Shark a mansion before his untimely demise but now, since he's in heaven (I presume he was a Christian fish, though I didn't lead him through the salvation prayer, I have peace about his fate), Daniel has decided we need to upgrade our aquarium status from a half gallon, $8 "beta habitat" to a saltwater aquarium with Nemos.... because obviously, a child who can't keep a Beta alive for 48 hours should have a delicate saltwater aquarium. Fortunately, Parker won't be able to reach the lid of this tank or be able to take it scootering down the street like he tried with his last fish tank. Unfortunately, I believe this means I just gained another responsibility and keeping Avery alive on a daily basis is just about as much responsibility as I can handle right now.
Speaking of Avery, she learned to open doors this week. WORST. TRICK. EVER. It takes 3-333 times to get her back in bed each night. I remember when she learned to stand in her crib and she did it for a week straight all night long. It was a long week of her practicing her new trick but thankfully she was still in her crib. This time... not so much. Daniel and I will be watching TV and then she's suddenly on the couch with us. I know you're probably thinking "just get those door knob thingys." Yeah, we have those. They slow her down but she can still open the door. She's a fiesty little thing but goodness gracias, she's precious!
Tomorrow, we're heading to Asheville to uproot some of my grandfather's blueberry bushes to replant in our garden. I'm SO excited to have a little piece of my grandfather's family land, replanted in my own backyard. Prayers my black thumb greens up quickly!
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