Just for kicks, I jogged the longer way today.
I started jogging right out of the front door and kept going till I made a full 1.20 mile circle around our neighborhood. I should be happy and proud right? Nope.
I wasn't even out of breath. Actually, the entire jog was rather comfortable if you can imagine that!
What is going on? My legs didn't ache, my back didn't hurt, my ankles (which are usually the first part of the body to start complaining and yelling at me) were relaxed and comfortable as well.
In fact, the whole jog seemed to pass by in a blur! I was in the home stretch before I knew it.
I didn't get a work out today! I didn't burn any fat! My body, somehow feakishly 'adjusted' to my daily jogging, which I only just started last Saturday.
Does this mean I need to run further, longer, or even worse, speed up? Gads! I was just getting used to the pace!
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Monday, August 29, 2005
Picture Day
I have to wake an hour earlier tomorrow morning. I have to put on make up and 'fix' my hair.
I will be getting a new driver's license with my married name.
Yes, I will lie when they ask me if I'm still the same weight as what is reflected on my license currently...but I will be an organ donor, so that will counter act the 'badness' of the lie.
Also, I discovered (by getting a ticket) my license plate sticker expired in April. Sigh.
UPDATE 1:
Cannot go today - work abounds! Will have to go tomorrow.
UPDATE 2:
Dragged my sorry butt to the DMV and got a new license, I also got it renewed (don't have to go back till 2010!).
I have a new DL# now...it starts with M. Without going into too much detail, what should have been a 40 minute process took 1.5 hours. The DMV does not accept debit cards as payment. Sigh.
I will be getting a new driver's license with my married name.
Yes, I will lie when they ask me if I'm still the same weight as what is reflected on my license currently...but I will be an organ donor, so that will counter act the 'badness' of the lie.
Also, I discovered (by getting a ticket) my license plate sticker expired in April. Sigh.
UPDATE 1:
Cannot go today - work abounds! Will have to go tomorrow.
UPDATE 2:
Dragged my sorry butt to the DMV and got a new license, I also got it renewed (don't have to go back till 2010!).
I have a new DL# now...it starts with M. Without going into too much detail, what should have been a 40 minute process took 1.5 hours. The DMV does not accept debit cards as payment. Sigh.
Weeeee!
Every time I visit Ellie we always have fun. Wany and Jae are so lucky they get to interact with her on a daily basis.
Today, I paid a well over due visit (hadn't seen her in almost a week, if it wasn't technically a full week, it sure felt like it). My sister had planned on taking Ellie out for a walk, so I was in luck!
Wany and Jae recently purchased a wagon for Ellie. Apparently she gets tired after a block and wants to be picked up. Tired or not, I think it's cute when you see a little kid riding through the neighborhood in a little red wagon.
Ellie insisted she walk 3/4 of a block before asking to be picked up. We put her inside her wagon and walked to a near by park.
We placed her in a toddler swing and off she went...WEEEEE! She liked the swing, and she liked going higher and higher too. She even started pumping her tiny little legs to keep the momentum of the swing! How do kids automatically know what to do on a swing? I wish I'd brought a camera!
She played on the slide too, climbing up and sliding down with Wany the first few times, then quickly wanting to slide down by herself while holding Wany's hand. So cute!
After a while, it was obvious it was near her bed time. She started putting her head down while on the swing a second time around. We sat her in her red wagon and walked back home. By the time we got home, Ellie was slouched, holding onto her toy lamb, reclining against the big fat pillow Wany placed inside the wagon.
Today, I paid a well over due visit (hadn't seen her in almost a week, if it wasn't technically a full week, it sure felt like it). My sister had planned on taking Ellie out for a walk, so I was in luck!
Wany and Jae recently purchased a wagon for Ellie. Apparently she gets tired after a block and wants to be picked up. Tired or not, I think it's cute when you see a little kid riding through the neighborhood in a little red wagon.
Ellie insisted she walk 3/4 of a block before asking to be picked up. We put her inside her wagon and walked to a near by park.
We placed her in a toddler swing and off she went...WEEEEE! She liked the swing, and she liked going higher and higher too. She even started pumping her tiny little legs to keep the momentum of the swing! How do kids automatically know what to do on a swing? I wish I'd brought a camera!
She played on the slide too, climbing up and sliding down with Wany the first few times, then quickly wanting to slide down by herself while holding Wany's hand. So cute!
After a while, it was obvious it was near her bed time. She started putting her head down while on the swing a second time around. We sat her in her red wagon and walked back home. By the time we got home, Ellie was slouched, holding onto her toy lamb, reclining against the big fat pillow Wany placed inside the wagon.
Monday, August 15, 2005
Saturday, August 13, 2005
Wardrobe Malfunction
The Belly turns two on the 15th. Her party is tomorrow afternoon. Alex and I went gift shopping. We make our usual visit to Baby Gap/ Gap Kids.
We browse around for a few minutes. Nothing catches my eye. Alex points out a really cute top on display. I grab it and take a look. Initally, I wasn't so thrilled about the color, but after a few minutes, I could totally picture the top on Ellie and looking really cute and original!
"Alex! Good eye, this top is cute!" I tell him holding the item in front of me at eye level.
"Thanks sweetie, but it's not a top. It's a dress." he says with much confidence.
I stare at him, my eyes emoting something to the effect of, "are you kidding me? did your brain just shrink?" Instead, I said, "What are you talking about?"
"It's meant to be worn as a summer dress, to come down just above her knees." he explains calmly and totally straight faced.
I started laughing at him. "You are such a dork, this is a top. The bottom of this SHIRT will hit an inch below the top of her diaper."
"You're the dork, that's a dress." he insisted.
I funble with the top to examine the tag, in search for anything that would confirm the article in my hand is indeed a top. The tag/label gave away nohting. I sigh, shake my head at Alex and start walking to another display area. I'd decided I wasn't going to have an 'uncomfortable couple' moment at the Gap over an opinion of his that was cleary a gross oversight. I decide to let it go. I decide that the day Ellie wears this TOP, he will realize his error.
"Fine, let's go ask the sales clerk about it." he said, unwilling to let it go.
"No, I'm not gonna look stupid asking the sales clerk if this is a top or a dress, when it is totally obvious that it is a top."
"Go ask...you afraid I'm right?" he pressed.
I can't help it. I love proving him wrong. I decide to ask.
"Excuse me..." I say to the clerk, then look back at Alex who is now standing five steps behind me because he can already sense the situation will not be in his favor. "Is this a top or a dress? 'Cause for some reason, he thinks this is a dress, and I've been telling him this is so obviously a top."
The sales clerk smiled. She grinned in Alex's direction with pity. "Yeah, that's a top."
I make a gloating remark (something along the lines of, 'I told you, I'm right, I'm always right') as we walk away from the sales clerk who now can't stop laughing.
I look forward to the days when we have kids of our own, but God help our daughter the day Alex puts a large T-shirt on her, masking tape around the waist as a belt and sends her off to kindergarten.
Mark my words, it will happen, as inevitable as the ocean tides coming in and out, or that indigestion after Thanksgiving dinner, there will be a wardrobe malfunction authored by Alex for our kids.
We browse around for a few minutes. Nothing catches my eye. Alex points out a really cute top on display. I grab it and take a look. Initally, I wasn't so thrilled about the color, but after a few minutes, I could totally picture the top on Ellie and looking really cute and original!
"Alex! Good eye, this top is cute!" I tell him holding the item in front of me at eye level.
"Thanks sweetie, but it's not a top. It's a dress." he says with much confidence.
I stare at him, my eyes emoting something to the effect of, "are you kidding me? did your brain just shrink?" Instead, I said, "What are you talking about?"
"It's meant to be worn as a summer dress, to come down just above her knees." he explains calmly and totally straight faced.
I started laughing at him. "You are such a dork, this is a top. The bottom of this SHIRT will hit an inch below the top of her diaper."
"You're the dork, that's a dress." he insisted.
I funble with the top to examine the tag, in search for anything that would confirm the article in my hand is indeed a top. The tag/label gave away nohting. I sigh, shake my head at Alex and start walking to another display area. I'd decided I wasn't going to have an 'uncomfortable couple' moment at the Gap over an opinion of his that was cleary a gross oversight. I decide to let it go. I decide that the day Ellie wears this TOP, he will realize his error.
"Fine, let's go ask the sales clerk about it." he said, unwilling to let it go.
"No, I'm not gonna look stupid asking the sales clerk if this is a top or a dress, when it is totally obvious that it is a top."
"Go ask...you afraid I'm right?" he pressed.
I can't help it. I love proving him wrong. I decide to ask.
"Excuse me..." I say to the clerk, then look back at Alex who is now standing five steps behind me because he can already sense the situation will not be in his favor. "Is this a top or a dress? 'Cause for some reason, he thinks this is a dress, and I've been telling him this is so obviously a top."
The sales clerk smiled. She grinned in Alex's direction with pity. "Yeah, that's a top."
I make a gloating remark (something along the lines of, 'I told you, I'm right, I'm always right') as we walk away from the sales clerk who now can't stop laughing.
I look forward to the days when we have kids of our own, but God help our daughter the day Alex puts a large T-shirt on her, masking tape around the waist as a belt and sends her off to kindergarten.
Mark my words, it will happen, as inevitable as the ocean tides coming in and out, or that indigestion after Thanksgiving dinner, there will be a wardrobe malfunction authored by Alex for our kids.
Friday, August 12, 2005
Name Game
Well, it's official. My legal name has been changed to my married name. My maiden name is no more.
I feel kind of sad in a way....and maybe it's dumb for me to feel sad about it, but the way I see it, my mother is the only Park left in our immediate family now. Strange concept.
Now the wonderful task of getting the rest of my stuff in order begins...banks, credit cards, bills and other misc. things. I'm sure there will be SOMETHING I miss along the way and won't think about having changed till I come across that bridge.
Can a man take the wife's name? I wish I'd thougth about this earlier and given it more consideration. I mean, there are two boys in Alex's family, I'm sure it wouldn't have killed his parents to have Alex take my name! Right?! They'd still have one left!
I feel kind of sad in a way....and maybe it's dumb for me to feel sad about it, but the way I see it, my mother is the only Park left in our immediate family now. Strange concept.
Now the wonderful task of getting the rest of my stuff in order begins...banks, credit cards, bills and other misc. things. I'm sure there will be SOMETHING I miss along the way and won't think about having changed till I come across that bridge.
Can a man take the wife's name? I wish I'd thougth about this earlier and given it more consideration. I mean, there are two boys in Alex's family, I'm sure it wouldn't have killed his parents to have Alex take my name! Right?! They'd still have one left!
Monday, August 01, 2005
Wild Home Owner
As a follow up to 'ground control'.....
The landscapers recently paid us a visit. Alex was home to converse with the nice man about the weeds that had been growing out of control in the landscaped area. He asked if the nice man and his crew could take care of the problem for us. He did a great job! Everything was out and gone. Our front walk never looked so good!
I guess the nice man noticed a hint of irritation in Alex's tone while they began the conversation. The nice man felt it necessary to share a tid bid of information with us about why everyone else's flower beds, front walks, shrubs and bushes looked so nice compared to our neglected part of the lot.
The previous owner(s) instructed the landscaping company to not touch anything around our unit.
I couldn't believe it! Why the hell not? Who would intentionally want queen ann's lace, and weeds growing in their plant beds? And what we thought was regular ground cover turned out to be a kind of weed as well (yes, they were pulled out).
Having cleared up the issue, we are hoping our once beautiful leafy green shrubs will come back full force now that it does not have to compete with ANYTHING ELSE in it's plant bed.
Also, we are hoping the family of chipmunks will move onto someone else's pastures now that their grounc cover and food supply are gone.
The landscapers recently paid us a visit. Alex was home to converse with the nice man about the weeds that had been growing out of control in the landscaped area. He asked if the nice man and his crew could take care of the problem for us. He did a great job! Everything was out and gone. Our front walk never looked so good!
I guess the nice man noticed a hint of irritation in Alex's tone while they began the conversation. The nice man felt it necessary to share a tid bid of information with us about why everyone else's flower beds, front walks, shrubs and bushes looked so nice compared to our neglected part of the lot.
The previous owner(s) instructed the landscaping company to not touch anything around our unit.
I couldn't believe it! Why the hell not? Who would intentionally want queen ann's lace, and weeds growing in their plant beds? And what we thought was regular ground cover turned out to be a kind of weed as well (yes, they were pulled out).
Having cleared up the issue, we are hoping our once beautiful leafy green shrubs will come back full force now that it does not have to compete with ANYTHING ELSE in it's plant bed.
Also, we are hoping the family of chipmunks will move onto someone else's pastures now that their grounc cover and food supply are gone.
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