As the weather begins to warm up here on the East Coast, everyone is starting to think about getting their workouts on and toning and tightening for the impending bikini days in the sunshine.  I have been slacking!  I let my gym pass expire on March 1st and haven't gotten a new one yet and other than walking the neighborhood in the evenings, I haven't been doing much to keep fit... Until recently.

There is a great running trail right down the street from our house.  It starts at the "airplane park"- this awesome little park that is right outside the gate where the planes land at Baltimore Airplort.  The planes are so low, you almost feel like if you jumped high enough, you could reach up and touch the wings.  The kids delight in playing on the playset while watching the planes land above their heads. 
The trail is mostly covered by a lovely umbrella of trees.  It is about a mile and a half to the most logical turn around point leading to a nice rolling 3 mile run.
So, I have been running.  I am not conditioned to running outdoors (or while pushing a stroller!) and am struggling with the incline/decline much more than I anticipated but I am committed to keeping up with it.  
 {mom, enough! get me out of here!}
{and we're off!}
I know the days are limited as far as working out outdoors is concerned due to the heat/humidity that we get here in Maryland so I am trying to take full advantage of these moderate spring days.  And I LOVE being able to show my kids, by example, how important it is to stay fit and live an active, healthy lifestyle. 

How have your workouts been?  Have you been keeping up this spring?

Doing holidays alone


It is hard to spend holidays away from family.  Coming from a big family, when I imagine holidays, I think of tons of food, people everywhere, too much noise, kids playing... General chaos.

Now because of the military, we spend most of our holidays alone.  I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, "You're not alone. You have your kids and your husband. Make your own memories!". Yeah, yeah, yeah.  I know I have my own family and, obviously, I work hard at creating traditions for my kids but that does not take away the sting of not being surrounded by loved ones during special days.

I feel like every holiday that we spend alone is a sacrifice that I am being forced to make.  I feel like my kids are being cheated out of the traditions that I value so much.

But, like with everything military related, I don't have much choice.  This is our life.  Quiet holidays and all...

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Gangland Peeps


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One of these Peeps has spend some serious time in prison. You can guess which one. 

Happy Easter Sunday!  

This is what its about


Last weekend we went to an Easter celebration with the kids.  There was candy, crafts, and egg hunt outdoors followed by a quick visit with the Easter bunny.  We delighted in our first warm spring weekend with an absolutely perfect 65 degrees of sunshine.
 (not too sure about the Easter bunny)
 (she was an egg fanatic.  She definitely "gets it".  She wanted to get more eggs than all the other kids... competitive much?!)
Holidays are so much more fun with kids around.  To be able to watch her joy as we create memories and traditions is really what it is all about.  Injecting a bit of magic into their world where we can is what it is all about.

We had a great day with the kids but, really, what the heck is the deal with the Easter bunny?!  Why does the Easter bunny leave eggs around?  Why is ham the go to meat for the holiday that revolves around a rabbit and a chicken?!  Why did the Easter bunny tradition even start in the first place; it doesn't fit into the Easter story in any way, shape, or form.
Enjoy your Easter weekend and be thankful you didn't live in that era and have to be tortured by this scary ass rabbit.

Happy Easter!

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Mall trip- never entirely successful


We spent yesterday at the Annapolis mall.  We wandered through the stores looking at brightly colored toddler sun dresses, flowered rompers, and striped tops, purchasing them as we browsed.

We ate a light lunch at the Nordstrom Cafe.  The Cafe was filled with "ladies who lunch" and they got quite a show when the little friend we were with choked and had to get the Heimlich in the middle of the restaurant. There's never a dull moment when your dates are preschoolers. 

I was unpleasantly unsurprised to find that I didn't run into a single outfit that "spoke" to me. That obviously is affected by the fact that we had a gaggle of whiny, bored little ones but this is a tough age to feel comfortable and stylish.  I am too old for most of what is sold in F21 but I'm tiny and don't fit into real women's clothes.  I am not a J. Crew addict.  Most of it is too formal for my aesthetic.  I like California comfortable, cute, unfussy (I'm not going to wear a hat or blazer, or vest or....) but I'm too old for these cotton mini shirts and other 90's inspired comfy summer looks that are filling the teenie bopper stores right now. 

So back to the drawing board. I'm on the hunt for summer dresses with straps (short but not toooo short), tanks with beading or prints that are form fitting but not short, and a pair of shorts that don't make my butt cheeks hang out the bottom. 

Do you have a go to store that fits the late twenties/ early thirties aesthetic?

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I get the ickies


You know the Mom who's kid gets hurt and she is calm and collected and handles it in stride?  She confidently asses the wounds before expertly tending to them while wiping the tears that fall.

I am not that Mom.

I get grossed out and my stomach does flip flops and I don't know what to do.  This morning my little faux niece got her finger stuck in an exterior door and it ripped her tiny nail off.  It was in that moment that I realized that not only am I not "good" at boo boos but I am also a complete failure at handling them.  I had no bandages, an empty box of band-aids, no medical tape... basically nothing to help the problem.

The other day my boxer had a long white thing hanging out of his butt.  My immediate thought was that his intestines were coming out and I literally could barely handle it.  I tried to make my husband come home from work to figure it out.  It ended up being a rawhide that he ate whole apparently and I had to "assist" with its removal, if you get my drift.  And now that dog owes me big time and better protect me if anyone ever tries to break in.

Maybe I will get better at these Mommy tasks.  Maybe I will get more comfortable handling medical emergencies.  Maybe I will grow into a Mom that has a fully stocked medicine cabinet.


Do you get the ickies?  Or are you good at dealing boo boos?

Lovely things


Things I am loving to get this weekend started...
{spring flowers}

{old, forever friends}

{evening runs followed by park dates}

(from here)


{holidays are so much more fun with kids to entertain}

Have a wonderful weekend.  I hope spring has arrived at your house and this weekend is filled with sunshine and loved ones!

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