Totally Random

I was browsing someone's blog and not really reading their posts. I came across this embedded video and clicked start now really knowing what to expect.



Awesome.

The Boys wear me out

My day to watch the boys, and did so solo for the most part. They are exhausting.

I get up and shower.

Weigh myself--lost more weight, cool!

I get Ryan off to school.

Colin needs attention and food.

Jack wants to play games. We play.

Drive with the boys to the post office.

Drive to Target and waste a little time there while picking up a couple of things.

Drive to McDonald's for a sanity break.

Back home to put Colin down for a nap.

Play with Jack.

Get Jack ready to go to preschool.

Drive to preschool.

Turn around halfway there because I forgot Jack's school bag.

Check Jack in at preschool which I have never done before and figure out the procedure.

Hang out with Colin.

Feed Colin.

Try to get Colin to drink which he doesn't like to do.

Somewhere during this time I work on updating my resume.

Figure out a lazy way to watch Colin--lay on the floor of the boys' room and shut the door while he crawls on me, bounces on me, runs little trucks over me while I am am half asleep. (That was a great 15 minutes, seriously needed that break)

More playing with Colin, some in the house and some outside.

Meet Ryan at the bus stop

Immediately race to Jack's preschool to pick him up.

Arrive back home where the boys watch tv and I once again try to keep Colin busy and out of trouble.

Finally it is time to take Ryan and his friend Evan to soccer. Finally, because Colin gets to stay at home with Grandma and soon Bridget will be back home to take over from there.

I am in charge of half the team that is playing a game with the visiting team. The other half of our team travel across the field to be play the other half of the visiting team. 6 year old boys don't listen especially well. Thank goodness it doesn't matter much.

Drive the 20+ minute home listening to diarrhea-related songs and bad knock knock jokes. This is better than the 35 minute traffic-stalled drive to the game though with much of the same but with more energy.

Arrive home where Colin comes and wants on my lap as I finally get to eat dinner. He tries to toss stuff off my plate and then wants to crawl on the table to get the grapes. I give him a grape instead and he smashes it and wants the entire branch or whatever you call it of grapes so that he can pick more by himself without anyone doing it for him. He is very independent.

Kids finally go off to bed

Start working on a cover letter for a job application and realize I don't have all the information.

Bridget becomes frustrated with me because she is very tired.

Additional frustration vented almost unglues me. I would like to toss the computer but realize this is not an effective method of dealing with the issues at hand.

We kiss and make up.

I head out to pick up a pressure washer at Wights' house so that I can clean the deck of the Black Butte home in a couple of days. And then stain the deck. The deck is quite large by the way. And I am doing it by myself. Seriously, there are worse things though.

I return to pack my stuff for my bike commute tomorrow to work. Probably will include rain.

I then return to the cover letter and do the best I can and then cruise the 'net to relax.

Then I write this endless list.

And now I am done.

Dry Heaves and He-Men

Just wondering if anyone else out there pushes themselves physically, voluntarily I must add, to the point where they are doubled over with the dry heaves? Happened to me yesterday trying to keep a guy from passing for the last 1/3 of the final lap at a cyclocross race yesterday. I cross the finish line and immediately started gagging and hurling. Not much other than phlegm came up. And unlike when my friend Dave "pops" like that I haven't had any carbonated drinks or fast food. I just pushed a little past the redline I guess.

Jack is in his new pre-school and he really likes it. This pre-school is quite different than the one that he went to last year. The teachers are pretty good about getting the kids to think and interact instead of just being telling them what to do. We think it will be great for Jack who is much different in some ways from Ryan.

Speaking of Ryan, he was chosen as a Super Star at his elementary school. He had his picture taken so that they can put in a newsletter. Pretty cool. I am not sure what the reason is, but it is cool nonetheless.

I am sure that there is more news, but I am too distracted to think of much else right now.

When I went to the doctor she checked my blood pressure and it was pretty good. 115 over 70. Not too shabby. There was a time when I was in Utah that I was in the mid to upper 130's on the front end of the measurement. I don't remember what the lower one was back then, but it was higher as well. With a little bit of luck and a good lifestyle maybe I will miss or definitely put off the family curses of diabetes and heart disease.

And finally, Bridget was telling me that Jack has a washboard stomach. He showed it off and we got Ryan to go along side him. They are ripped! Bridget and I love this picture. Ryan didn't want us to post this, but we eventually got him to agree since it is mainly family that checks this blog out.

Breathing, Del Taco and Soccer: One Day's Activities

While Ryan was at school we got a few things done. Bridget and I worked out, at the same time but separately. She went to the gym with the boys where they have a day care, and I went to Forest Park to do hill repeats on my cyclocross bike. Hill repeats are exactly that--just going up and down, in this case, a particular dirt road for about an hour straight. It takes me about 5 minutes to go down and about 10 minutes to get back up if I have a fire lit under me or a rabbit to chase down ahead of me. Bridget likes her various workouts she can do indoors. Me, I would rather be outdoors.

Then I went to the doc to see about getting diagnosed with asthma so that I can start treating it. I have had lung issues for the past several weeks and off and on, well let's see, maybe all my life. Usually, it seems like Bronchitis. However, I have been more recently thinking that it is asthma. I won't bore you all with the details, but it makes sense and the recent fact patterns fit. The doctor agreed even though she was surprised with the results of the test she gave me that tests the force of air I can exhale. She had me do it once, looked at the result made a surprised look and made me do it again. Then she said that I had really great flow. I was worried that she would think that I was faking it. I told I don't have a problem getting the air out, it is the getting it in that is often the issue. But she wasn't all that concerned. There are lots of factors and I may not have a severe case of asthma. In fact I am sure that I don't. I did say that this was a good day...but whatever. I go in to a specialist's office to get a comprehensive test done next Wednesday morning. All in all, I am glad I went and I think that I may finally get this lung thing under control.

Oh and I also got a flu shot which for some reason totally wiped me out this afternoon.

After I got back Jack chose where we got to all got to go for lunch. He chose Del Taco. I fully supported that decision. I love the cheap bean burritos. We all went except for Ryan, who was at school. Here is Colin who was loving eating french fries and then dipping his fingers directly into the ketchup to suck on them:


Then we went and picked up some new church clothes for Ryan at Target and stopped at a couple of other places, Famous footwear and Ross Dress for Less. Bridget picked up a really nice dress that would be great if she could where it without her knickers showing. It is sadly going back, too bad because she was look hot!

After arriving back at home, I took a nap. Ryan arrived home with a friend, Reed, they played together until it was close to time for me to take him to soccer at 5:30.

At soccer it rained and Ryan was not a big fan of playing with wet, soupy socks. He complained numerous times during the first half hour of soccer, which is when they have the practice portion. When it came time to play the game I never heard another word about it. He just played hard and scored just 4 of his team's 6 goals. His other best friend, Evan, scored the other two goals. It was a combination of being in the right spot at the right time, playing really well with some great kicks, and that the other team was 75% female. Nothing against the girls, but Ryan and his friend Evan took advantage of them. Well, at least they did in a socially acceptable way.

We arrived back home around 7:30 and had grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner. Bridget had already put Colin down to sleep. He had only taken on very short 30 minute nap today and he went down early. He can be an handful.

Back to work tomorrow...where I can relax a bit.

Back to School Bar-B-Q: The Second Annual Tug o' War!

***Sorry for the blurry pictures, the iPhone camera doesn't catch action shots very well.****

Ryan was way into this tug o' war. They have two class for most of the grades in the elementary school. They pair the classes from each grade against each other. Ryan's 1st Grade class beat the other class. He was very proud!

Cyclocross Race

Stole this pic from a friends blog. I am of course in the middle.

Finished 23rd out of 49 in my Master C class. Could have been worse. The guy on the left finished 11th and the other on the right finished 2nd.

Colin's First Birthday and What it was

First the entire picture from yesterday's post, I know it was gross Mom.

Here are some more pictures:




Colin had a great time with his birthday ice cream clown cone.

What is it?