Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Table and Chairs


Our dining room table and chairs set was an ovular hand-me-down from my mom's nursing home 10 years ago. Since then, 2 of the 4 chairs have split and the table permanently wobbles.


When we moved to our new house, we bought a smaller square table from IKEA in the hopes of creating an "eat in kitchen." Besides not having adequate space in the kitchen, ( more like an "eat in family room") the other problem is that we don't have chairs for the new table and haven't invested the time or money to get some more.


Depending on where we want to eat, (or which table is cleared), we end up moving the four mismatched chairs back and forth between the dining room and the kitchen. It is our tedious, ridiculous, and daily dance.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Untitled Part 3

Darin after reading the last post: You didn't mention my experience in the fat lady bathing suit section at Target.

(Yes, I sent Darin to Target in search of a suitable suit)

When sales lady said 'can I help you find something?' I had to ask if there was more selection or anything in the back...To which she replied, 'We've only got the gold and leopard-print in that size.'

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Untitled Part 2

Something else about having a wierd post - pregnancy - 3-kids-in-three-years body... the dilema of fitting back into a bathing suit.

I had a few minutes to stop at the mall on my way home from work in search of a suitable suit. I came in with the following must have criteria:

1. Must have one of those skirt-like bottoms
2. Mustn't be too tight or accentuate my pregnant-like belly

What I realized pretty quickly when I entered the world of fat lady bathing suits (let's face it, that's the section I found myself in), is that, for the most part, the biggies are all hideous and are made for 90 year old fat ladies. Sorry to be so blunt.

A typical suit in this section might be navy blue with large lime green plants circling the torso. Leopard print may be involved. Also the skirt part would touch my knees.

As for the few big, but not quite 90 year old fat lady suits, I was left to decide BETWEEN the skirt and the flattering top. Meaning if I choose the skirt as my priority, I was forced to try the tight tankini top (NOT an option at this stage of the game). If I chose the flaring top as my priority, the bottoms were pretty skimpy (again, NOT an option).

After about an hour, I left the mall with nothing.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009


I'm still hanging on to a good deal of pregnancy weight. I haven't found any time to even address it as I'm either working all day or running home to take care of three kids. But it's really wierd to have this body that is stretched out and doesn't really feel like my own.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Gymnastics


We enrolled the girls in gymnastics on Saturday mornings. They've had 2 classes and absolutely loved them.
I returned home from Oregon last Friday night and greeted the girls Saturday morning. They put on their leotards and I loaded them in the van to go to class. It took me about 5 minutes of driving before I realized that it was the 4th of July. Then I had to explain what a national holiday is and why there would be no gymnastics today. Devastating.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Daniel and Erika's Wedding



I'm in Oregon with my mom and Shai for my cousin Daniel's wedding. In a tiny ceremony, he and Erika got married on Saturday evening right on the coast. It was beautiful.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Colorado 2005


Darin and I took a road trip to Colorado the summer just before I got pregnant with the girls. We camped out at Rocky Mountain National Park. At the time, we kind of thought it could be the last vacation before kids. Of course ,we really didn't know what that meant, in the practical sense.
I remember wanting so badly to be pregnant already. It was hard to imagine anything other than how fun it would be to take the trip with our children. We'd hike in the morning, head into town to get a little adventure golf in before settling back to the campsite to make dinner and roast marshmellows. Looking back it was an awesome trip. Maybe in another three years we'll do another one.