It’s astounding how out of shape I am. This week I began riding my bike. I’ve hooked it up to a windtrainer that makes it stationary. It’s really nice since I’m not able to leave the house to ride until we can shell out the big bucks for one of those little trailors for the kiddos to ride in (and helmets for the whole family, gotta wear the helmets!). It’s rather sad, but I can only ride for 10 minutes. Seriously, I can barely make it through the 10 minutes. I just keep telling myself, I need to kick my a$$. I have to get in shape. I have to.

Today I decided that the last minute (really it seemed like 15 minutes not just one minute, I wonder if my watch really works…) I would just give it my all. I barely lived. Really. It just about killed me. All day today, I’ve been sick. I pushed myself too hard. WHAT A WUSS!! 10 minutes is not that long and I’m barely making it today.

Maybe someday I will make it up to 13 minutes. THAT will be an accomplishment.

We just returned from our last camping trip of the year (I think). We went up to Glade Park for two nights where we attended the movie under the stars on Friday night. I love going up to the movie, the volunteer fire department in Glade Park shows a movie every Friday night in the summer. They sell hot dogs and hamburgers, candy and pop corn for supa cheap and the ticket to the movie is $1. All this money goes to funding the fire department. To encourage you to buy a ticket, they get local businesses to donate items or gift certificates and have several drawings.

The movie we watched was Second Hand Lions, which was a great movie, but we had just watched it. The kiddos got quite fussy towards the end and it was WAY colder than we expected it to be.

The rest of camping was fabulous. Except for the bears. Saturday night, the smell of our steak dinner drew bears to our campsite. They proceded to rummage through our trash and tear into our COOLER! I never knew a bear could get into a cooler! They ate a whole loaf of bread, a pound of lunch meat, a package of cream cheese, a stick of butter that was in a TUPPERWARE!, two packages of hot dogs. This is the aftermath of our lunch.

You can’t tell in this picture but next to the cup holder on the cooler, there is a puncture mark from either a claw or a tooth.

This is a picture of Eden and Jen and if you look close you can see Bunny who was brown instead of pink by the time we got home.

Honor had a great time playing in the dirt and being slimy.

And here we are in all our flithy camping glory.

Sunday night Honor received his first hair cut. I was so proud that one of my bald children needed a hair cut. I throughly enjoyed it as I know it will be years before Eden needs a hair cut.

It looks much more torturous in picutres than it really was. As you can see, I was holding him (my biggest concern was that grabby pants would reach up and get his fingers caught in the razor.) And Brooke was doing the cutting.

Believe it or not, but Honor’s hair is longer than Brian’s.

It’s not like his hair was too terribly long, but the hair on the sides was so much longer than the hair on the top and he looked like he was a balding old man/clown.

I may need to try this one. Without the fringe of course. I just can’t get myself to like that fringe.
I saw some suede yarn at the knitting store the other day that would make a lovely poncho, I think I may even bring myself to wear a poncho made out of that fantastic yarn.

The yarn Harlot poncho.

I’m eating peaches and cream. I just thought I would take this opportunity to gloat. There are such great benefits to living right next to Colorado’s peach country. So let me tell you again. I’m eating peaches and cream.

Another thing I’d like to talk about is Walmart. I was there last night. I have to say that I’m quite offended. When ever someone insults my ability as a mother, I get pretty offended.

The wonderful greeter lady gave us a cart and as Jen was strapping Honor in and I was lifting Eden into the back, she asked if we’d like another cart for Eden to sit in. I politely told her no thank you. She proceded to tell me that according to the little flap in the front of the cart that kids shouldn’t sit in the back of the cart. I told her no thank you. She asked me TWICE more if I wanted another cart, each time I told her no thank you. Really Jim would be proud, I was nice the whole time.

But seriously, it’s not like I travel through Walmart with my children hanging upside down out of the basket like monkeys. Eden always has to sit down on her bottom and if she doesn’t I stop the cart and make her do it. Honor is always strapped in.

I hate being made to feel like I suck as a mother. Really. But at least I have peaches.

I have been lacking SO much energy lately. I’m not sure why, I got 9 hours of sleep last night and I am still so sleepy. Before all of you mean people out there think it, I’M NOT PREGNANT. When ever I feel even a little bit off, I’m always accused of being pregnant. It’s not like I get pregnant by Jim looking at me or anything…

I’m thinking that I need to start exercising, well, I know I need to start exercising, but I’m just so tired! I can hardly get off my butt to do anything let alone really exert myself!

I’ve got so much to do today, I have no clue how I am going to accomplish it all. I have to get all the games ready for youth group, including extras because the are having a leadership meeting in the youth room and the youth get kicked outside until they are finished. I have to plan extra games depending on how long it is before we can go back into the youth room.

I need to go grocery shopping, which is no easy feat with my two wonderful children. By the time the basket get full, Eden has to get out and she refuses to stay close to the cart, no matter how much I threaten to discipline her. Trust me I threaten.

I also have mountians of laundry to wash. We’re going camping this weekend and I still have laundry from our last camping trip to wash.

Sigh.

I’ve got several changes to make on different websites. AND to top it all off I need to pay bills.

Sigh.

All I really want to do is go back to bed.

Happy 50th birthday to my stepdad, Mike.

Our trip to Denver was fun. We had a great time. The Rockies game was a good experience, although rather boring. (They won, by the way.) Waterworld is really cool, I just wished that the lines were not SO STINKIN LONG! We ended our day in the wave pool which was really fun and a little bit scary. OK, more than a little scary. There is something kinda freaky about a huge wave coming at you throwing bodies toward you. Really.

I missed my babies. I guess that Saturday night, before I got home, Eden kept looking out the window asking, “Is that mommy? Is that mommy?” It makes me feel sad. Honor was so mad at me when I first got home. He would not let me hold him and wouldn’t let me nurse him until I left the room and he realized that he might want me. But today when he woke up, he was fine. I’m glad. For a minute there I thought that he would never nurse again and I would be in boob suffering hell like dooce.

Yawn, I’m going to bed. The girls only let me get 4 hours of sleep because they stayed up late giggling and then decided to order a wake up call for 6am. I’m the only one who woke up. They will be punished later.

For the past several months, Jim and I have been helping out with our church youth group. The youth group is going to Denver on Friday, where they will attend a Rockies game. Saturday they will go to Waterworld and then travel on to home. Somehow, I’m not really sure how (but Jim and some fish and chips were involved), I have been roped into “sponsoring” this trip. This all means that I will be leaving my baby with Jim for about 30 hours. This is my baby who is addicted to my boobs!
I’ve been pumping as much as I can, but the problem with that is that Honor always wants to nurse therefore, I can’t pump.
Anyway, it should be interesting. I think I will have a lot of fun and a break will be nice. I’m also glad that Jim will be doing my job for a whole 30 hours. He may have a deeper appreciation of me when this is all said and done.
The only sad part about traveling to Denver is that I won’t have a chance to shop at the Childrens Place. I have gotten the greatest clothes there for Eden. I guess that we’ll have to plan another trip soon.

Today is Brooke’s birthday and I will give her the top secret poncho. I’ve neglected to keep updated pictures of my progress but here is a pic of the finished product.

It only took me a week to make, I was surprised when I was finished, but I did spend a large amount of my time knitting during that week!

Ok! on to camping.

Friday night we camped with my mom and stepdad and their friends up on the Uncompahgre.

Eden had a great time playing in the dirt, except for when she tripped and fell face first.

There were cows grazing around where we camped, therefore many many cow pies. Eden learned all about cow pies. She also enjoyed going pee pee on the “floor” especially when she learned that cows go pee pee on the “floor.” One time she exclaimed (while peeing) “Wook, I’m a cow!”

Honor has a hard time camping. It will be much easier when he can walk. I just hate to let him crawl all through the dirt and weeds and bugs, although, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind it! So, most of the time he was passed from person to person.

At least he slept at night unlike my other child!

Cell Phone Pockets

I want to knit a pocket like this. Maybe I’ll try my hand at felting?