Dear Jacqui,
So I ran 5K tonight with K... you'd be proud... 'cept for the part where a bug flew in my mouth.
If I was with you, I would have induced vomiting in the grass until that sucker came out.
Because I'm still getting to know K, I coughed politely and then swallowed the little guy down.
Then I came home and "chased" it with smores... one for each km I ran... minus one because 5 don't fit on a plate.
So 1 bug + 4 smores - 5K = ??? Now that baby "lypo" isn't sucking the life out of me 3-5 times a day, I have to keep track of these things.
Love, Jen
P.S. Wanna meet in Mexico for March break? Might be cheaper than meeting up in Winnipeg... just sayin'. :)
Wednesday, 19 October 2011
Wednesday, 12 October 2011
Two Seconds
Dear Jacqui,
I have only two seconds before baby wakes up & MIL comes looking for me. (I'm pretending I need to 'work it out' in the basement bathroom so that I can have two seconds of privacy before 'day three' commences... who am I kidding? "Day 3" started two hours ago!)
I AM SO PROUD OF YOU!
You rock! I love everything about it! & I think you should have a job in PR (& propaganda)... you are such a wordsmith, that I wanted to join the group. (Although it could also have a little something to do with missing you guys... hard to say for sure)
It is also ironic that you did it today... I spent the same (local) time here this morning wondering if I should put our group on hiatus... maybe that will also be something we can talk about and you can convince me that I am only being hormonal and irrational.
Did I mention that I'm pregnant?
Just kidding!
Nope... I'm just hormonal and irrational for no good reason.
I sure miss you... especially on Wednesdays... and Fridays... and all the other days ending with a 'y'.
Ahem. Okay... back to that hormonal and irrational thing...
I hope your group is amazing and FULL of 3 & 1 year olds... and somewhat 'normal' adult conversation. (Although in my opinion, if anyone needs to make friends on the internet... just kidding.)
Okay... that was like six minutes... any second you-know-who's gonna show up with more toilet paper...
Talk to you soon!
Love, Jen
I have only two seconds before baby wakes up & MIL comes looking for me. (I'm pretending I need to 'work it out' in the basement bathroom so that I can have two seconds of privacy before 'day three' commences... who am I kidding? "Day 3" started two hours ago!)
I AM SO PROUD OF YOU!
You rock! I love everything about it! & I think you should have a job in PR (& propaganda)... you are such a wordsmith, that I wanted to join the group. (Although it could also have a little something to do with missing you guys... hard to say for sure)
It is also ironic that you did it today... I spent the same (local) time here this morning wondering if I should put our group on hiatus... maybe that will also be something we can talk about and you can convince me that I am only being hormonal and irrational.
Did I mention that I'm pregnant?
Just kidding!
Nope... I'm just hormonal and irrational for no good reason.
I sure miss you... especially on Wednesdays... and Fridays... and all the other days ending with a 'y'.
Ahem. Okay... back to that hormonal and irrational thing...
I hope your group is amazing and FULL of 3 & 1 year olds... and somewhat 'normal' adult conversation. (Although in my opinion, if anyone needs to make friends on the internet... just kidding.)
Okay... that was like six minutes... any second you-know-who's gonna show up with more toilet paper...
Talk to you soon!
Love, Jen
Tuesday, 11 October 2011
Babes with Babes Truro Branch: Yellow Band Babes
Dear Jen,
Well, I finally did it. I got my act together and made a Babes playgroup! I tried searching for one, and found only a "moms" group, whose function appears only to be to inform moms about organized activites around town, and their sign-up days. Useful, indeed. But not a playgroup. I also thought for a while that the local non-profit-run Maggie's Place playgroups would suffice, and I had only to wait it out a little until I made some friends. But then I realized a couple things: I like the outdoors, and Evelyn needs friends now.
So this morning as I lay in bed listening to Gavin cry on and off for an entire hour (I am devoted to not getting him up before 6:00. I even resolved to get up with him at that hour and feed him cow's milk downstairs instead of bringing him into bed to breastfeed him. I have this wild hope that if I treat him more like a toddler then he'll start acting more like a toddler and sleep till appropriate hours of the morning. Updates to come on that one...) I had an epiphanical moment. I realized that it was time to make the Facebook group, and it was time to advertise on Kijiji. I spent that hour considering the day and time, and fleshing out all the dirty little details.
Alright! So here it is: Yellow Band Babes with Babes Check it out! You should be soo proud. I've stolen the format of your excellent playgroup and adjusted it to Truro life--adding what I felt was one really excellent element: the yellow headband. It's a good idea, right? I love it. It's not like I have to wear a uniform or stupid hat or nametag, and yet it stands out from a distance. I am very pleased with it.
Also I am surprised, because wonder of wonders, in this little ol' town of Truro, I appear to already have 60 views to the ad--which I posted hours ago--and already have six members signed up on FB. I just know you're beaming with pride right now. I am too. I finally did it! Although something else I've learned from my first-hand experience with Babes Chilliwack is never to have very high hopes for people who say they're attending something on Facebook. It's meaningless till they show up at least twice in a row. But six people--surely at least one of them will come! And this is only today! I have at least a week till we do this thing. It'll probably explode like your first group you made and I'll have this big annoying problem of having a giant virtual group of people who I've never seen in person or some such.
Well, I'll complain about that in a blog post when it happens. Right now I'm living in the clouds! Yay I feel so proud and pleasantly shocked at the speedy response! Now just pray that another 3-4 year old shows up for my poor dear Evelyn. And I guess after my first park playgroup next week it's on to phase two for me (gulp): NETWORKING.
Well, I finally did it. I got my act together and made a Babes playgroup! I tried searching for one, and found only a "moms" group, whose function appears only to be to inform moms about organized activites around town, and their sign-up days. Useful, indeed. But not a playgroup. I also thought for a while that the local non-profit-run Maggie's Place playgroups would suffice, and I had only to wait it out a little until I made some friends. But then I realized a couple things: I like the outdoors, and Evelyn needs friends now.
So this morning as I lay in bed listening to Gavin cry on and off for an entire hour (I am devoted to not getting him up before 6:00. I even resolved to get up with him at that hour and feed him cow's milk downstairs instead of bringing him into bed to breastfeed him. I have this wild hope that if I treat him more like a toddler then he'll start acting more like a toddler and sleep till appropriate hours of the morning. Updates to come on that one...) I had an epiphanical moment. I realized that it was time to make the Facebook group, and it was time to advertise on Kijiji. I spent that hour considering the day and time, and fleshing out all the dirty little details.
Alright! So here it is: Yellow Band Babes with Babes Check it out! You should be soo proud. I've stolen the format of your excellent playgroup and adjusted it to Truro life--adding what I felt was one really excellent element: the yellow headband. It's a good idea, right? I love it. It's not like I have to wear a uniform or stupid hat or nametag, and yet it stands out from a distance. I am very pleased with it.
Also I am surprised, because wonder of wonders, in this little ol' town of Truro, I appear to already have 60 views to the ad--which I posted hours ago--and already have six members signed up on FB. I just know you're beaming with pride right now. I am too. I finally did it! Although something else I've learned from my first-hand experience with Babes Chilliwack is never to have very high hopes for people who say they're attending something on Facebook. It's meaningless till they show up at least twice in a row. But six people--surely at least one of them will come! And this is only today! I have at least a week till we do this thing. It'll probably explode like your first group you made and I'll have this big annoying problem of having a giant virtual group of people who I've never seen in person or some such.
Well, I'll complain about that in a blog post when it happens. Right now I'm living in the clouds! Yay I feel so proud and pleasantly shocked at the speedy response! Now just pray that another 3-4 year old shows up for my poor dear Evelyn. And I guess after my first park playgroup next week it's on to phase two for me (gulp): NETWORKING.
Wednesday, 5 October 2011
Don't Kill the Messenger
Dear Jen,
Ok bad news: Brad says plants don't really like being moved. Something about light and dark preparedness and recognition, science blah blah.
However, he ALSO said all in all it probably won't do too much harm! So...if you want, you can just keep on keeping on.
Have you considered knitting little Iggy a sweater for winter?
It would be just...so darling.
Ok bad news: Brad says plants don't really like being moved. Something about light and dark preparedness and recognition, science blah blah.
However, he ALSO said all in all it probably won't do too much harm! So...if you want, you can just keep on keeping on.
Have you considered knitting little Iggy a sweater for winter?
Monday, 3 October 2011
Day 38 - Iggy Part II - Your Questions Answered
Dear Jacqui,
I will confess that I ever so slightly like moving Iggy around the house because:
1) It makes me feel useful
2) I can see the back of the planter without turning him away from the sun.
Now you know all my secrets.
Love, Jen
I will confess that I ever so slightly like moving Iggy around the house because:
1) It makes me feel useful
2) I can see the back of the planter without turning him away from the sun.
Now you know all my secrets.
Love, Jen
Sunday, 2 October 2011
Day 37 - Iggy
Dear Jacqui,
So I'll becompletely honest about the plant...
Alive & well-ish! I think he misses you.
Although let me tell you... this is much like (what I imagine) having a puppy would be like. I spent most of the day moving Iggy all over the house chasing the (what is becoming less & less) sunlight and praying that he doesn't die.
He starts over on the kitchen table and then slowly creeps over to the side table beside the fridge until he ends up in the living room waiting for the afternoon sunshine. I've been trying to prepare him for the months of gloom that lay ahead, but he has already been through so much, I just don't want to break his spirit.
On more than one occasion, I have had to get back out of bed when I have realized that I didn't move him out of the living room and back to the kitchen table before going to bed... Once I even awoke in the middle of the night and couldn't go back to sleep without checking that he was in position for the morning glory.
I've even started leaving the blinds open over the patio door so that Iggy doesn't have to wait on me (just God) for some golden goodness. AND I've worked it into my weekly routine (read: "on my calendar") when to water him. I pray for him, sing to him and regularly swat away well meaning fingers. He is practically my third child.
Anyways - just to clarify - I'm not OCD or anything about it...
***
Time is an interesting thing... In someways it feels like it was just yesterday we met at the park and our kidlings were tearing through the puddles together. In other ways, I feel like we have been friends forever.
Wasn't it a greatsummer year though?
Love, Jen
P.S. I'm so glad that you gave our SDS a name... Oh yes, I am taking it one step further and giving it an acronym!
P.P.S. Really, really great year!
So I'll be
Alive & well
Although let me tell you... this is much like (what I imagine) having a puppy would be like. I spent most of the day moving Iggy all over the house chasing the (what is becoming less & less) sunlight and praying that he doesn't die.
He starts over on the kitchen table and then slowly creeps over to the side table beside the fridge until he ends up in the living room waiting for the afternoon sunshine. I've been trying to prepare him for the months of gloom that lay ahead, but he has already been through so much, I just don't want to break his spirit.
On more than one occasion, I have had to get back out of bed when I have realized that I didn't move him out of the living room and back to the kitchen table before going to bed... Once I even awoke in the middle of the night and couldn't go back to sleep without checking that he was in position for the morning glory.
I've even started leaving the blinds open over the patio door so that Iggy doesn't have to wait on me (just God) for some golden goodness. AND I've worked it into my weekly routine (read: "on my calendar") when to water him. I pray for him, sing to him and regularly swat away well meaning fingers. He is practically my third child.
Anyways - just to clarify - I'm not OCD or anything about it...
***
Time is an interesting thing... In someways it feels like it was just yesterday we met at the park and our kidlings were tearing through the puddles together. In other ways, I feel like we have been friends forever.
Wasn't it a great
Love, Jen
P.S. I'm so glad that you gave our SDS a name... Oh yes, I am taking it one step further and giving it an acronym!
P.P.S. Really, really great year!
Saturday, 1 October 2011
Life Goes On
Dear Jen,
As I am listening to the October General Conference of my church, I am suddenly reminded that last time we had General Conference--almost exactly six months ago--I was visiting your church with you and your family.
What a different time! Incredible to think of how much has passed since then. We started our Scripture Discussion Series (that's right--it has an official name, with caps and everything); we began suffering through that running program together (you being the ONLY reason I ever did something as outrageous as that); we started seeing each other practically every day (best every days ever); you moved to a detached house; we went to summer camp together; our babies turned three; we met tonnes of new friends at playgroup; we made each other sappy parting gifts (how dead is that plant right now? Be honest!); I moved...
Life moves quickly! Sometimes too quickly, sometimes not quick enough.
Strange though.
Love,
Jacqui
As I am listening to the October General Conference of my church, I am suddenly reminded that last time we had General Conference--almost exactly six months ago--I was visiting your church with you and your family.
What a different time! Incredible to think of how much has passed since then. We started our Scripture Discussion Series (that's right--it has an official name, with caps and everything); we began suffering through that running program together (you being the ONLY reason I ever did something as outrageous as that); we started seeing each other practically every day (best every days ever); you moved to a detached house; we went to summer camp together; our babies turned three; we met tonnes of new friends at playgroup; we made each other sappy parting gifts (how dead is that plant right now? Be honest!); I moved...
Life moves quickly! Sometimes too quickly, sometimes not quick enough.
Strange though.
Love,
Jacqui
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