<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910</id><updated>2011-11-15T19:10:09.000-06:00</updated><category term='Jillian'/><category term='vacation trip'/><category term='life after tummy tuck'/><category term='CrossFit'/><category term='teeth'/><category term='laughing at people'/><category term='P90X'/><category term='songs'/><category term='Grad school'/><category term='exes'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='football widow'/><category term='mental stuff'/><category term='puppies'/><category term='DOG'/><category term='Wii Fit'/><category term='Doug'/><category term='nervousness'/><category term='Squasher'/><category term='prom'/><category term='Shred'/><category term='bathing suit'/><category term='family'/><category term='mom'/><category term='sweating'/><category term='Sugar'/><category term='cruise'/><category term='work'/><category term='teaching'/><category term='weight struggles'/><category term='adoption'/><category term='friends'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='summer vacation'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Millie'/><category term='future plans vicodin'/><category term='stretching'/><category term='Yoga'/><category term='school'/><category term='valentines day'/><category term='school counseling'/><category term='tummy tuck'/><category term='banana'/><category term='Ellie (eliptical)'/><category term='Biggest Loser'/><category term='TOM'/><category term='blackberry'/><category term='half marathon'/><category term='coach'/><category term='food'/><category term='sunshine'/><category term='treadmill'/><category term='air conditioning'/><category term='America&apos;s Next Top Model'/><category term='ranger'/><category term='mp3'/><category term='Race for the Cure'/><category term='jogging'/><category term='Spring Break'/><category term='future plans'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='bunco'/><title type='text'>A Wife, Mom, Teacher and Super Slow ♥ Jogger</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-2480926815135989095</id><published>2011-05-29T13:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T13:31:17.087-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CrossFit'/><title type='text'>Should I ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Do you Crossfit??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run, weights, agility, other random movements all within a span of&lt;br /&gt;20-30 minutes with no rest between the different activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="211" data-width="239" height="176" id="rg_hi" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRmi4Qx6If0iVevrOLTa6jG46pe4Z4RD--9m2FdMyUfAh0JalX0Jg" style="height: 211px; width: 239px;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently do not but&amp;nbsp;I am&amp;nbsp;heavily considering it.&amp;nbsp; While we do have a couple &lt;br /&gt;of different options in our small rural community, I am&amp;nbsp;actually considering &lt;br /&gt;something else.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is a high school coach and he has spent 23 years not only coaching&lt;br /&gt;football, baseball and track but he has&amp;nbsp;cross trained thousands and thousands &lt;br /&gt;of athletes.&amp;nbsp; He would definately be a cheap and easy option for me....all I &lt;br /&gt;would have to do is ASK.&amp;nbsp; We live on 2 acres and have plenty of room to work&lt;br /&gt;outside with a varied amount of activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not asked him yet because that would require a commitment on &lt;br /&gt;my part because I can tell you his answer to my request will be "You Bet!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I ready to run up the mountain of hill street that we live on?&amp;nbsp; Do I want to &lt;br /&gt;have to pick up his big iron &lt;strong&gt;HEAVY&lt;/strong&gt; rock bar &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I don't know the real name of it)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and break up&amp;nbsp; all the rocks on our property?&amp;nbsp; Do I really want my almost 8 year &lt;br /&gt;old son working out with me and smoking me in everything I'm asked to do &lt;br /&gt;because he thinks it is all fun?&amp;nbsp; Am I ready to workout in the often 100+ degree&lt;br /&gt;late afternoon temps of central Texas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I &lt;strong&gt;HAVE&lt;/strong&gt; to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-2480926815135989095?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2480926815135989095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/do-you-crossfit-run-weights-agility.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2480926815135989095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2480926815135989095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/do-you-crossfit-run-weights-agility.html' title='Should I ?'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-8810177420319103674</id><published>2011-05-21T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T22:41:47.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiesta Texas Family Fun Day</title><content type='html'>It's been 10 years...years since Doug, I, Sugar and Squash have&amp;nbsp;visited, as a &lt;br /&gt;family, the theme park in San Antonio called &lt;a href="http://www.sixflags.com/fiestaTexas/index.aspx?DB_LANG=C&amp;amp;DB_OEM_ID=13100"&gt;Six Flags Fiesta Texas&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;so last&lt;br /&gt;week Doug and&amp;nbsp;I decided to purchase season passes again; Banana&lt;br /&gt;and Sunshine have &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; been to Fiesta Texas and Sugar hadn't been since&lt;br /&gt;he was 7 or so years old.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live just outside of San Antonio and have countless times driven &lt;br /&gt;by the park; the kids, especially Sunshine ask us everytime "when can &lt;br /&gt;we go to Fiesta Texas?"&amp;nbsp; Up until this a.m. they didn't know we were&lt;br /&gt;going to FT and when I told them...Sunshine was PUMPED!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Opening time for the park is 10:00am, so we arrived at the park about 9:30ish.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since I printed our season tickets from their website, we went to a Customer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Service line&amp;nbsp;to check in since we didn't actually have tickets.&amp;nbsp; We waited in a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;line with about 15&amp;nbsp;families in front of us with only &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; window open to help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;service the customers in line.&amp;nbsp;For at least 20 minutes&amp;nbsp;everyone in line waited&amp;nbsp;for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the lady in the tight, lime green pants, &lt;em&gt;who really&amp;nbsp;didn't have the right body to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;be&amp;nbsp;wearing them&lt;/em&gt;, to finish her business.&amp;nbsp;Eventually a few other workers&amp;nbsp;pulled &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;up the blinds to some more windows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, it was our turn and I just KNEW what the person behind the plastic window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;was going to tell me, this&amp;nbsp;line that we waited in for 35 minutes, was the WRONG &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;line!&amp;nbsp; We were directed to the general admission lines that were now about 3 times &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;longer then they were when we first arrived.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mjztAF4qq54/Tdhyjslmf7I/AAAAAAAAAWg/CsOIFTMP9n4/s1600/DSCN0521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mjztAF4qq54/Tdhyjslmf7I/AAAAAAAAAWg/CsOIFTMP9n4/s320/DSCN0521.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;After 50 minutes, FINALLY through the gates!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Our first ride was the Acme RoadRunner Rollercoaster. This would be &lt;br /&gt;Sunshine and Banana's first rollercoaster ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-im75gpGZJTk/Tdhytoy3lEI/AAAAAAAAAWk/t6UFw2yZ9iw/s1600/DSCN0522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-im75gpGZJTk/Tdhytoy3lEI/AAAAAAAAAWk/t6UFw2yZ9iw/s320/DSCN0522.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The loud hydraulics when the rollercoaster &lt;br /&gt;would take off were a little loud for Sunshine.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-im75gpGZJTk/Tdhytoy3lEI/AAAAAAAAAWk/t6UFw2yZ9iw/s1600/DSCN0522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NANlIJy4jac/Tdh4i3pbHKI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ZciZfL1sx0M/s1600/DSCN0523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NANlIJy4jac/Tdh4i3pbHKI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ZciZfL1sx0M/s320/DSCN0523.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This line would take about 40 or so minutes. So we occupied ourselves&lt;br /&gt;by taking a photo or two.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ikUulXkGamo/Tdh5LMtqejI/AAAAAAAAAWw/wBuyGOInxCo/s1600/DSCN0524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ikUulXkGamo/Tdh5LMtqejI/AAAAAAAAAWw/wBuyGOInxCo/s320/DSCN0524.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPjSNV8blvo/Tdh55wp-vFI/AAAAAAAAAW0/VBpTbQp3JPU/s1600/DSCN0525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPjSNV8blvo/Tdh55wp-vFI/AAAAAAAAAW0/VBpTbQp3JPU/s320/DSCN0525.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rollercoaster photos taken courtesy of Sugar,&lt;br /&gt;who does not ride rollercoasters. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HE1OgemFT8o/Tdh8ernnnYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3B596T0V70I/s320/DSCN0527.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teaching Sunshine to raise his hands on a rollercoaster&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HE1OgemFT8o/Tdh8ernnnYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/3B596T0V70I/s1600/DSCN0527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzKYF7kkUEU/Tdh8qeyZXEI/AAAAAAAAAW8/rXiDt4wUGts/s320/DSCN0528.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Up, Up, Up&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&amp;nbsp;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pU55STJ2jzY/Tdh80BHfV6I/AAAAAAAAAXA/HU7wUQx_iGU/s1600/DSCN0532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pU55STJ2jzY/Tdh80BHfV6I/AAAAAAAAAXA/HU7wUQx_iGU/s320/DSCN0532.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sugar and Sunshine &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3hRppfjlVE/Tdh-lPO4SVI/AAAAAAAAAXI/u3TFuGMJpTw/s1600/DSCN0534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3hRppfjlVE/Tdh-lPO4SVI/AAAAAAAAAXI/u3TFuGMJpTw/s320/DSCN0534.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hard to catch a swing in motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ydlgfSHvUOA/Tdh_cJ7xjQI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8MWIkgrhyjI/s1600/DSCN0540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ydlgfSHvUOA/Tdh_cJ7xjQI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8MWIkgrhyjI/s320/DSCN0540.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;85 degrees with 100% humidity makes the Log Ride extra fun!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Svq-MkFcgn0/TdiAKQKSHDI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rTBQPT-pSoQ/s1600/DSCN0541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Svq-MkFcgn0/TdiAKQKSHDI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rTBQPT-pSoQ/s320/DSCN0541.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PvWbNAyt6Ak/TdiAetNnvuI/AAAAAAAAAXY/hYVEn5wadxM/s1600/DSCN0545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PvWbNAyt6Ak/TdiAetNnvuI/AAAAAAAAAXY/hYVEn5wadxM/s320/DSCN0545.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78x9VSv-Sgw/TdiAzVGUWCI/AAAAAAAAAXc/M-YPCmYZjqo/s1600/DSCN0546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78x9VSv-Sgw/TdiAzVGUWCI/AAAAAAAAAXc/M-YPCmYZjqo/s320/DSCN0546.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Log Ride Splash Zone!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VJaZdwg0mys/TdiBIUXBrqI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZVUQrGmFPS4/s1600/DSCN0547.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VJaZdwg0mys/TdiBIUXBrqI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZVUQrGmFPS4/s320/DSCN0547.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VP3nlyziP40/TdiBZ0R1cwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/c8jITzd2zIg/s1600/DSCN0555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VP3nlyziP40/TdiBZ0R1cwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/c8jITzd2zIg/s320/DSCN0555.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Squash and Sunshine on some Ship ride swing thing &lt;br /&gt;that goes&amp;nbsp; back and forth.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We decided that we would only stay for&amp;nbsp;a few hours knowing that with season&lt;br /&gt;passes, we can come and go anytime we&amp;nbsp;want throughout the summer.&amp;nbsp; We road&lt;br /&gt;a total of 5 rides today and really had a&amp;nbsp;blast!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The park was PACKED with &lt;br /&gt;people.&amp;nbsp; Lots of buses full of kids from various schools around the state.&amp;nbsp; We're&lt;br /&gt;planning on coming back in a couple weeks on a weekday in the hopes it won't&lt;br /&gt;be sooo crowded and we can ride more rides while we are there.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to watch&amp;nbsp;Banana and Sunshine experience their first trip to a big&lt;br /&gt;amusement park.&amp;nbsp; Both were very brave (especially&amp;nbsp;Sunshine) about trying&lt;br /&gt;the rides.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say we were starving when we left about 3:00,&amp;nbsp;so we drove to&lt;br /&gt;mine and Doug's FAVORITE&amp;nbsp;place to eat....&lt;a href="http://www.crackerbarrel.com/"&gt;Cracker Barrel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer is running very slow and it's already taken over an hour to load&lt;br /&gt;the pictures for this post and arrange everything....hmmm, maybe that's the reason&lt;br /&gt;I took off from posting for so long....so, if there are mispelled words, off kilter&lt;br /&gt;positioning of pictures and words you will just have to excuse it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-8810177420319103674?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8810177420319103674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/fiesta-texas-family-fun-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8810177420319103674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8810177420319103674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/fiesta-texas-family-fun-day.html' title='Fiesta Texas Family Fun Day'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mjztAF4qq54/Tdhyjslmf7I/AAAAAAAAAWg/CsOIFTMP9n4/s72-c/DSCN0521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-7784970227447894514</id><published>2011-05-19T13:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T13:12:00.931-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cruise'/><title type='text'>Crusin'</title><content type='html'>June 9, 2011 can’t get here fast enough for me and my &lt;br /&gt;Hubby. On this evening, Doug, Sugar, Squash and myself&lt;br /&gt;Will be boarding a flight to the overcast and beautiful city&lt;br /&gt;of Seattle, Washington. I Love overcast, rainy days! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="167" data-width="256" height="167" id="rg_hi" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQBOQ03cE0i52z13yvTy1DFW-TU02uJoqUU27e4N31vw9koWYD4bA" style="height: 167px; width: 256px;" width="256" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Love me some cloudy weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQkYywcVhKA/TdVUOTwjgHI/AAAAAAAAAWc/FAUA_K-B6Cc/s1600/seattle.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQkYywcVhKA/TdVUOTwjgHI/AAAAAAAAAWc/FAUA_K-B6Cc/s1600/seattle.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Can't wait to see the beautiful skyline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;(unless it's too cloudy...d'oh)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;We will spend two nights in Seattle enjoying the sights and &lt;br /&gt;sounds of this great city and then Saturday, June 11th we&lt;br /&gt;will walk the plank to enter our home for the next 7 nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="167" data-width="302" height="167" id="rg_hi" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSwf1vB5NRUW1sW0VrC3JVxJdceMyG2yc8IbaSWAho-_YhbkzWI" style="height: 167px; width: 302px;" width="302" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.princess.com/"&gt;The Golden Princess-Princess Cruise Lines&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Golden Princess will be our home and Alaska will be our&lt;br /&gt;Destination. I have heard nothing but spectacular reviews &lt;br /&gt;about this particular cruise destination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="196" data-width="257" height="196" id="rg_hi" 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style="cursor: move; height: 196px; width: 257px;" unselectable="on" width="257" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vacationstogo.com/"&gt;Alaskan Cruise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug and I decided that we would only take our two oldest&lt;br /&gt;along with us this time. They have never been on a cruise or&lt;br /&gt;an airplane for that matter. My Squash is “pumped” to fly &lt;br /&gt;in an airplane, my oldest, Sugar…not so much.&amp;nbsp; He has always&lt;br /&gt;been afraid of heights. Even when he was a baby and people&lt;br /&gt;would play with him by tossing him in the air and catching him,&lt;br /&gt;uh, no…he would scream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="259" data-width="194" height="259" id="rg_hi" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQAtV3BA6Ad2TuQ7TKsxAnEsGHV9xyeP0bYw2FvXQ8VfS6D9RzagQ" style="height: 259px; width: 194px;" width="194" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Not&amp;nbsp;a real picture of my son&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Please don't call CPS on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s kind of ironic though, Sugar is my 17 y.o. who is also a fantastic &lt;br /&gt;high school Pole Vaulter and has as a junior cleared 14’6” in &lt;br /&gt;a school track meet is afraid of heights . I hate to say this, but &lt;br /&gt;it looks like were going to have to break out the ol’ Xanax and &lt;br /&gt;break it in half for him before we get on the plane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be Doug and I’s 3rd cruise. We took our first&amp;nbsp;for our honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;in 1991. This cruise took us to the islands of St. Thomas, St. Maartin, &lt;br /&gt;Dominica and&amp;nbsp;Martinique in the Caribbean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img height="243" id="il_fi" src="http://www.islandviewestate.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/st-thomas-island-tour-1.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;1991&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 3 summers ago, Doug won a contest for our school district.&lt;br /&gt;His name&amp;nbsp;was drawn from a group of teachers that did not miss a&amp;nbsp;day&lt;br /&gt;of school for the whole year and he was&amp;nbsp;awarded an all expenses&lt;br /&gt;paid&amp;nbsp;cruise to Cozumel, Yucatan and Progresso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img class="rg_hi" data-height="193" data-width="261" height="193" id="rg_hi" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTc4OFM7NijScRvgb9wJ2YeAq5jinkExnZfxcxN6j93EluvAFIpqQ" style="height: 193px; width: 261px;" width="261" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Cozumel 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a class="image" href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/File:Chichen-Itza-Castillo-Seen-From-East.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="Chichen-Itza-Castillo-Seen-From-East.JPG" height="188" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/7a/Chichen-Itza-Castillo-Seen-From-East.JPG/250px-Chichen-Itza-Castillo-Seen-From-East.JPG" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Chichen Itza Pyramid in Yucatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, have any of you been on an Alaskan cruise? What&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;about Seattle? Any and all advice about tourist activities&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or excursions would be welcomed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-7784970227447894514?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7784970227447894514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/crusin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7784970227447894514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7784970227447894514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/crusin.html' title='Crusin&apos;'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQkYywcVhKA/TdVUOTwjgHI/AAAAAAAAAWc/FAUA_K-B6Cc/s72-c/seattle.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-6878484349887627983</id><published>2011-05-16T17:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T18:16:22.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>Sometimes I'm Just Like a Baby!</title><content type='html'>Any of you who are parents or have spent a considerable amount of time &lt;br /&gt;with a newborn baby understand&amp;nbsp;what it is like when the babies&amp;nbsp;sleep &lt;br /&gt;cycle gets out of whack.&amp;nbsp; It's&amp;nbsp;a dreadful&amp;nbsp;thing to happen....to the adults; &lt;br /&gt;the baby really doesn't care, it's the adults who normally&amp;nbsp;choose to sleep &lt;br /&gt;through the night&amp;nbsp;and be awake during the day like most non-vampire parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I too have an out of whack cycle...kinda.&amp;nbsp; While my sleep/awake &lt;br /&gt;cycle is running in a perfect circle, my daily exercise cycle is quite &lt;br /&gt;off-kilter right now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up, exercies is a definate &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;!&amp;nbsp; I would much rather sleep&lt;br /&gt;then do anything else.&amp;nbsp; As a matter of fact when the kids were smaller &lt;br /&gt;and they would often&amp;nbsp;ask me "what&amp;nbsp;is your&amp;nbsp;favorite part of the day?"&lt;br /&gt;My steadfast and reliable answer was always, "&lt;strong&gt;bedtime&lt;/strong&gt;".&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SLEEPING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00am-4:00pm...I'm at work.&amp;nbsp; No exercise there.&amp;nbsp; I do get a &lt;br /&gt;conference period everyday for 45 minutes, but I don't have access to &lt;br /&gt;a, uhmm, comfortable place to shower and/or clean-up afterwards.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;You would think that working at a high school with dressing rooms, &lt;br /&gt;showers, coaches offices would be perfect for freshening up after &lt;br /&gt;a workout, but I see these options comparable to going to &lt;br /&gt;a neighbors house and asking to borrow their bathroom and &lt;br /&gt;shower...sorry, it's just not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get home from work around 4:45, I really like to eat something &lt;br /&gt;pretty quick because I don't want to wait eat late in the evening.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Eating at this time&amp;nbsp;usually means that I have to wait a good &lt;strong&gt;hour&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;br /&gt;so to get on my treadmill (Millie) so as I don't throw up all over my display&lt;br /&gt;screen.&amp;nbsp; Another problem with this particular time, is that I usually &lt;br /&gt;get a bit lazy during this time, get caught up with family, motherly,&lt;br /&gt;and wifely duties and next thing you know it's 9:30 in the evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it's after 10:00pm, I'm laying in bed, and I start feeling it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(now don't get "nasty" thoughts&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;...I'm talking about feeling the desire to exercise.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I lay there and I totally feel like running.&amp;nbsp; I want to go outside in the &lt;br /&gt;country dark and run...or on Millie maybe.&amp;nbsp; I'm just not going to &lt;br /&gt;run at 10:00pm.&amp;nbsp; See, Millie is in the bedroom and I'm not going to &lt;br /&gt;keep hubby awake while I bust out a couple miles.&amp;nbsp; Y'all, this happens &lt;br /&gt;everynight!&amp;nbsp; I lay in bed, and I want to run.&amp;nbsp; Or, I&amp;nbsp;will lay there completely&lt;br /&gt;motivated about working out the next day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I don't want to feel &lt;br /&gt;like this at night, I want to feel like this in the morning, or when I get home &lt;br /&gt;from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something has to change...and I KNOW it's me!&amp;nbsp; I've got to do what&lt;br /&gt;you do with babies when you work your butt off to keep them awake&lt;br /&gt;during the day so they will be sleepy at night.&amp;nbsp; I have to force my &lt;br /&gt;body to workout at a reasonable hour during the DAY instead of &lt;br /&gt;the dark of night when it's totally unreasonable to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do any of you have "exercise cycle" related problems or am I just&lt;br /&gt;a total dork?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-6878484349887627983?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6878484349887627983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-im-just-like-baby.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6878484349887627983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6878484349887627983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-im-just-like-baby.html' title='Sometimes I&apos;m Just Like a Baby!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-8685230751258317496</id><published>2011-05-14T20:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T20:43:55.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squasher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race for the Cure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school counseling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life after tummy tuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight struggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tummy tuck'/><title type='text'>Anyone Remember Me?</title><content type='html'>It has been a full eight months since I have sat down and composed a new&lt;br /&gt;post for my blog.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to take this first post back&amp;nbsp; to fully disclose&amp;nbsp;a list&amp;nbsp;of some of &lt;br /&gt;the reasons for&amp;nbsp;my long absence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Graduate school- On a good note,&amp;nbsp;by the end of this summer, I&amp;nbsp;will have &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; completed my Master's Degree in School Counseling in &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Even more exciting, I have had the honor and privilage of walking the&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; stage.&amp;nbsp; Since my college only has commencement ceremonies in the &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Spring and Winter, they allow students with nine or less hours to pick&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; which ceremony they want to participate in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v-2q6K_vdMY/Tc8bqKUqhGI/AAAAAAAAAV8/A3g9pTUVhC0/s1600/DSCN0488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v-2q6K_vdMY/Tc8bqKUqhGI/AAAAAAAAAV8/A3g9pTUVhC0/s320/DSCN0488.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; Smiling because I didn't trip and fall off the stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSiloaUWOkA/Tc8b-bp3GMI/AAAAAAAAAWA/FJaD_1pv-t4/s1600/DSCN0495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSiloaUWOkA/Tc8b-bp3GMI/AAAAAAAAAWA/FJaD_1pv-t4/s320/DSCN0495.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; My fantastic hubby!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PQIp4cgD5TA/Tc8cPVW2B8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/JirhpuypEGs/s1600/DSCN0493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PQIp4cgD5TA/Tc8cPVW2B8I/AAAAAAAAAWE/JirhpuypEGs/s320/DSCN0493.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wonderful children...minus my oldest who had to stay home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; because he was scheduled for the SAT test that same morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; November 30, 2010, my wonderful mother who was the center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; of our family passed&amp;nbsp;away.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Her decline and subsequent death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; occurred&amp;nbsp;as a result of the&amp;nbsp;mental/physical&amp;nbsp;effects&amp;nbsp;from the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;whole&amp;nbsp;brain radiation she endured after a surprising revelation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; of brain&amp;nbsp;cancer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2td0n_LwQA/Tc8ePxKCmqI/AAAAAAAAAWI/dzkGM6RKYag/s1600/P1010550.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2td0n_LwQA/Tc8ePxKCmqI/AAAAAAAAAWI/dzkGM6RKYag/s320/P1010550.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Taken 4 months before her death when she went on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; vacation with us to&amp;nbsp;Padre Island Texas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QSOHa54gF3k/Tc8exn4RRII/AAAAAAAAAWM/097WxN4crSs/s1600/DSCN0069.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QSOHa54gF3k/Tc8exn4RRII/AAAAAAAAAWM/097WxN4crSs/s320/DSCN0069.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;Non-running:&amp;nbsp;As of today, I can hardly run ONE mile without&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;having to stop.&amp;nbsp; A year and a half ago I ran my one and only&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/austin-half-race-report.html"&gt;half-marathon&lt;/a&gt; in under&amp;nbsp;3 hours.&amp;nbsp; I know&amp;nbsp;most of you could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; run a marathon in under 3&amp;nbsp;hours but I'm not concerned about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my times so much as&amp;nbsp;just having the ability to&amp;nbsp;successfully&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; complete a race.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; *Actually on&amp;nbsp;March 30th, I did run&amp;nbsp;my first 5K in a year.&amp;nbsp; Me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Doug, Jacob and Joshua ran in the Susan G. Komen Race for the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cure in honor&amp;nbsp;of my&amp;nbsp;Angel Mother who&amp;nbsp;fought and beat the battle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;of Breast Cancer some years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46Skqpquhag/Tc8iO8Cch2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/yn7B0PR_Pg0/s1600/DSCN0466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46Skqpquhag/Tc8iO8Cch2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/yn7B0PR_Pg0/s320/DSCN0466.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;After the race.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My hubby who has NEVER run a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;5K nor has he run even a mile in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; YEARS, ran the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;whole 5K with me and only stopped because I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;needed a few breaks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Showoff!!!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AvNF6TiF2IQ/Tc8iYyXBujI/AAAAAAAAAWU/vJFqrbJzmok/s1600/DSCN0465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AvNF6TiF2IQ/Tc8iYyXBujI/AAAAAAAAAWU/vJFqrbJzmok/s320/DSCN0465.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Squash and Sugar...ran the whole 5K, for the first time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ever in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;28 minutes after stopping once briefly at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mile 1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;DOUBLE SHOWOFFS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Pure disappointment and disgust with myself as the MAIN reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; why I have not blogged lately.&amp;nbsp; As some of you may remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had a tummy-tuck last summer.&amp;nbsp; It was a tough recovery, but I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; was and still am pretty happy with the results.&amp;nbsp; As I was told by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; many, you can still gain wait after a tummy tuck but it will most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; likely occur in other places such as legs, butt, arms, face etc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well, it happened...I've gained 75% of my weight back that I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; worked so hard to lose&amp;nbsp;a few years ago and it is SO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; DEPRESSING!!&amp;nbsp; My job this year has changed from previous &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; years, and it's pretty much become a "desk job" in the classroom; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; monitoring students who work independently on their courses.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; While this has been the "IDEAL" job for someone working on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; their Master's degree...not so much for a person who wants to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;remain thin and active. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that's the main jest of it...while normal family activities etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;always are a sure excuse, I believe in my heart the main reason for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;not posting is reason #4.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;***********************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have signed up for the November Rock n Roll in San Antonio.&amp;nbsp; This&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;will be my 2nd Half Marathon and I'm hoping to get back into the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;correct frame of mind to build myself up to run the majority of this race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;***********************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;While on my hiatus, I pretty much kept with all of you that I have followed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and I promise now to start commenting and becoming active in YOUR &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;lives again!&amp;nbsp; I hope you all will be able to find a minute or so to help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;me out with some motivation and encouragement.&amp;nbsp; I REALLY need it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;**********************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I guess that's it for now!&amp;nbsp; Take care everyone, and I PROMISE to be in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;touch soon... :)&amp;nbsp; Really, I PROMISE!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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My posts seem to be decreasing&lt;br /&gt;at a rapid speed, my comments on your blogs, few and far&lt;br /&gt;between. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days are filled with work and Grad school.&amp;nbsp; Actually work is&lt;br /&gt;"easy, breezy" and there's not much going on, so I fill my work &lt;br /&gt;days with 9 hours of Grad school work.&amp;nbsp; Two of my Grad school&lt;br /&gt;classes are about 2/3 complete and the other almost half done...&lt;br /&gt;and the actual semester doesn't end until December.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things to catch you all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Millie- my miles on millie have increased a bit, however, jogging&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; is not the exercise of choice yet.&amp;nbsp; My walking is a good substitute&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; right now.&amp;nbsp; I'm still walking about 4 miles/hour and last week, I&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; walked about 15 miles or so.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Reading- as always, I'm always one of the last ones to jump on &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a "band wagon".&amp;nbsp; Labor day weekend I borrowed, from my teenage&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; niece, the book TWILIGHT!&amp;nbsp; Wanted to see what all the excitement &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; was about.&amp;nbsp; The book was back in my nieces possession in 4 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; days and I was at our school library this week checking out New &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Moon.&amp;nbsp; My personal opinion is that this is an interesting read.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mean a love story is a love story.&amp;nbsp; This past Wednesday evening, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I went to a website that lets you watch movies online for free and &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; began to watch Twilight.&amp;nbsp; I knew who the main 3 character actors &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; were, but I wanted to put visuals to what I was/am reading.&amp;nbsp; One &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hour into the movie, I clicked X on the top right of the computer &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; screen and sat back highly disappointed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TI0cuXoINGI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HYVqkWYd2Mc/s1600/twilight.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TI0cuXoINGI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HYVqkWYd2Mc/s320/twilight.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just look at her...she looks totally bored!!&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; MY OPINION:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The actress who plays Bella is TERRIBLE.&amp;nbsp; There was not a single &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; emotion in her character, just BLAHHH actting.&amp;nbsp; The movie &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; seemed choppy and not consistent with the book.&amp;nbsp; After finishing &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the first two books, I'm definately on Team Edward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; My Sunshine has begun to sleep walk.&amp;nbsp; Every single night, he &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; strolls into our bedroom stands next to my side of the bed, says &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; something that doesn't make sense, "That's where the food is" &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and then stands there staring at me until I tell him to go back to &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; bed.&amp;nbsp; He never remembers his little "trips" the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; We signed papers to refinance our house a couple weeks ago &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and hit the jackpot.&amp;nbsp; Went from a 30 year to 15 year, combined &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;a 2nd lien (our swimming pool) in the new refinance, and both &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; our cars and with our equity, we got a NICE sum of money back &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; after the refinance.&amp;nbsp;Interest rates are a lot lower now and this &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; helped out tremendously.&amp;nbsp;If you have over 15 years left on &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; your home mortgage payments, I suggest you look into&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; refinancing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; For the 5th year, I am the commisioner for a Fantasty Football &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; league. This league consists of teachers and former teachers from &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; our school. As commisioner, I am responsible for adding all the &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; points for all 16 teams each week.&amp;nbsp; My team name is Monica's &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Interns.&amp;nbsp; If you think about it, my first year was the year a certain &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; President had made the acquaintance of a certain Intern.&amp;nbsp; Hence, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my team name!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Last week Hermine&amp;nbsp;came through Texas and actually went &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; DIRECTLY over us (San Antonio).&amp;nbsp; Tuesday was AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The intensity of the rain was like no other.&amp;nbsp; My room, as you may&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;remember is in a portable, and throughout the whole day, we &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; listened to the rain pounding on the windows, without EVER &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; stopping.&amp;nbsp; I mean from the first bell to the last it NEVER stopped &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; raining.&amp;nbsp; In the afternoon, the wind picked up and my portable &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; kind of felt like I was on a cruise ship.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TI0dZ6U-KkI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FdeM-xVrPXE/s1600/umbrella+blowing.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TI0dZ6U-KkI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FdeM-xVrPXE/s320/umbrella+blowing.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My umbrella even flipped inside out when I was walking back to my &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; room after lunch.&amp;nbsp; WOW!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, my apologies for not being attentive to my blog and &lt;br /&gt;to yours. I hope to get back on track and become a regular blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-5608599322798891370?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5608599322798891370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-such-bad-blogger.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5608599322798891370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5608599322798891370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-such-bad-blogger.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TI0cuXoINGI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HYVqkWYd2Mc/s72-c/twilight.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-103863876058751061</id><published>2010-09-02T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:53:51.477-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TIBiuT4OiKI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XMmgWl9F5EU/s1600/jake+and+mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TIBiuT4OiKI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XMmgWl9F5EU/s320/jake+and+mom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my Sugar!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When the hell did my first born son get taller than me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-103863876058751061?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/103863876058751061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/09/me-and-my-sugar-when-hell-did-my-first.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/103863876058751061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/103863876058751061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/09/me-and-my-sugar-when-hell-did-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TIBiuT4OiKI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XMmgWl9F5EU/s72-c/jake+and+mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-5969877975958423567</id><published>2010-08-25T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T18:54:48.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>My word Monica!&amp;nbsp; Where on earth have you been hiding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my lack of posting the last couple of months, with school &lt;br /&gt;starting and my Grad school too, I'm so busy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school (job) is going great.&amp;nbsp; It's the easiest money I've ever&lt;br /&gt;made my whole life.&amp;nbsp; Monitoring students that work independently&lt;br /&gt;to regain credit so they can graduate.&amp;nbsp; Yep, I said monitor.&amp;nbsp; No &lt;br /&gt;teaching!&amp;nbsp; My mornings consist of making sure all the daily &lt;br /&gt;attendance paperwork etc...is done.&amp;nbsp; Then I get my conference &lt;br /&gt;period (53 min.) and then lunch at 11:30.&amp;nbsp; I get back into my &lt;strike&gt;trailer &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portable building and then I pull out my Graduate school work. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I wrote an 8 page autobiography of my life and today&lt;br /&gt;I turned in 2 critique papers.&amp;nbsp; You all have to PROMISE not to &lt;br /&gt;tell anyone though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the running front, I've decided to&amp;nbsp;postpone on the running.&amp;nbsp; I tell &lt;br /&gt;you, my body just doesn't have the energy or endurance I use to have&lt;br /&gt;before my surgery.&amp;nbsp; Sunday and Monday I did turn on Millie and walk&lt;br /&gt;4 miles.&amp;nbsp; The calories burned on these walks are equal to my 3 mile &lt;br /&gt;runs I use to do.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I can build up my stamina for staying on &lt;br /&gt;Millie and then try the running again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kids are in school and are all pretty happy.&amp;nbsp; Do any of you&lt;br /&gt;watch "Friday Night Lights?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/THWsbiDAX1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/HS1vQtll39g/s1600/friday+night+lights.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/THWsbiDAX1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/HS1vQtll39g/s320/friday+night+lights.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This Friday our school is playing the school that inspired that &lt;br /&gt;movie/tv show...Odessa Permian HS.&amp;nbsp; This is the first year we've &lt;br /&gt;ever played them.&amp;nbsp; They are coming to our field, thank God, it's a &lt;br /&gt;5&amp;nbsp;hour drive.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework, baths, bedtime for kids...gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-5969877975958423567?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5969877975958423567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/mia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5969877975958423567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5969877975958423567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/THWsbiDAX1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/HS1vQtll39g/s72-c/friday+night+lights.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-6311007307724491128</id><published>2010-08-16T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:05:04.811-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football widow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squasher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana'/><title type='text'>Routine Stuff with a Couple of Added Surprises</title><content type='html'>I'm definately getting back into the routine of jogging on Millie.&amp;nbsp; I've&lt;br /&gt;put in about 10 miles this past week, I know some of you run &lt;br /&gt;10 miles in your sleep, but i'm still getting back the energy and &lt;br /&gt;"desire"to jump back on the exercise wagon.&amp;nbsp; In the past week, I've &lt;br /&gt;cut my 2 mile run by 3 and half minutes and my speed has increased &lt;br /&gt;to what I was running before my surgery.&amp;nbsp; woo hoo!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the teachers first day back at work.&amp;nbsp; I mentioned in a &lt;br /&gt;previous post that I'm moving to a portable, but I didn't tell you &lt;br /&gt;whose room I'm moving to.&amp;nbsp; For those that don't know, school &lt;br /&gt;portables are usually divided into 2 classrooms each, and the &lt;br /&gt;portable I'm moving into (PF2) has been fully utilized by our Health&lt;br /&gt;Occupations teacher for the past 7 years.&amp;nbsp; He's a registered &lt;br /&gt;nurse that teaches students nursing type of skills and they &lt;br /&gt;finish their courses with a CNA certification (certified nurses &lt;br /&gt;assistant).&amp;nbsp; Well I walk in this morning and tell him "Guess &lt;br /&gt;who's moving into one of your rooms?"&amp;nbsp; Mr. B is a very nice &lt;br /&gt;and helpful man, but this news has thrown him for a&amp;nbsp;loop because &lt;br /&gt;he has "my" room full of his nursing class stuff and he doesn't&lt;br /&gt;have room to put it back on his side of the portable.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk in my new room this morning and am thrown aback for a&lt;br /&gt;second to see a strange "person" in my room in a very strange &lt;br /&gt;position. I turn the lights on quickly and lo and behold, there are &lt;br /&gt;3 nursing beds directly in front of me and a full size male &lt;br /&gt;mannequin laying upright in one of the beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. My mind immediately starts thinking...."NAPTIME!!&amp;nbsp; No, I&lt;br /&gt;can't&amp;nbsp;do that, I'll get fired."&amp;nbsp; I continue to look around and think&lt;br /&gt;wow this room is equipped!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Along with the 3 beds, I see a small&lt;br /&gt;fridge, microwave, water sink and even more impressive a portable&lt;br /&gt;toilet!&amp;nbsp; aughhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fantastic custodial staff have quickly moved ALL my belongings,&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;HUGE&lt;/strong&gt; belongings, like my desk,&amp;nbsp;3 big wooden shelves, file &lt;br /&gt;cabinet&amp;nbsp;and all my knick knack stuff from my old classroom.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;So now in&amp;nbsp;middle of&amp;nbsp; "hospital scene", is all my stuff.&amp;nbsp; Our nursing &lt;br /&gt;teacher is besides himself with worry about where all these things &lt;br /&gt;of his are going to go.&amp;nbsp; I feel bad for him but.....I need my room.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;There are already 7 computer stations&amp;nbsp;against one of the walls &lt;br /&gt;with about 7 more coming soon for MY classes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note.&amp;nbsp;We had our begining of the year annual family&lt;br /&gt;picture taken this past Saturday....you all are actually getting a &lt;br /&gt;sneak peak at what our Christmas cards usually look like.&amp;nbsp; This &lt;br /&gt;pix was taken with my camera, the official sports photographer&lt;br /&gt;took a&amp;nbsp;"hopefully" better one right before this. This is what is known&lt;br /&gt;as our "media" day.&amp;nbsp; Pictures for the program are taken and individual&lt;br /&gt;and team pictures as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGnm9dPEPRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/v9M3pjU_nl8/s1600/P1010597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGnm9dPEPRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/v9M3pjU_nl8/s320/P1010597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was already pretty hot at 11 o'clock, but as you can tell from mine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and Banana's hair it was pretty windy.&amp;nbsp; Sugar (bottom left) is on the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Varsity this year, Squash (bottom right) is on the Junior Varsity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I pulled up to this&amp;nbsp;event and parked my car on the side of&amp;nbsp;the driveway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;entrance and pulled under a tree.&amp;nbsp; It was close to the field house where&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the pictures were being taken, it was under a tree and&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;just seemed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;perfect.&amp;nbsp; After everything was over, I got back in my car, turned around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the driveway and started to drive out and noticed something was&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;under&amp;nbsp;my windshield wiper.&amp;nbsp; I pulled over quickly and pulled it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;to read this on the back of a Bank deposit slip.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HEY ASSHOLE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;DON'T PARK IN FRONT OF MY GATE!!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I didn't even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;notice that I was parked in front of a gate (which i was).&amp;nbsp; Our &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;school driveway is kind of in the middle of some Psycho man's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;property and he has definately been known to do some strange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;things...especially to kids who try to take a little extra time off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;from school and cut through his property.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, the note gets wadded up and thrown on the floor of my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;car.&amp;nbsp; The next day Squasher is driving us to church and he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;gets everything set to back up and looks in the rearview&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;mirror and says, "Mom, look at the back window."&amp;nbsp; I turn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;around and in the dust is written "&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ASSHOLE&lt;/span&gt;".&amp;nbsp; aughhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't think about wiping it off when we got to church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and noticed it again when we walked back to the car when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mass was over.&amp;nbsp; OMG.&amp;nbsp; I can't imagine what other people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;thought that walked by and saw it!&amp;nbsp; How embarrasing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-6311007307724491128?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6311007307724491128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/routine-stuff-with-couple-of-added.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6311007307724491128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6311007307724491128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/routine-stuff-with-couple-of-added.html' title='Routine Stuff with a Couple of Added Surprises'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGnm9dPEPRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/v9M3pjU_nl8/s72-c/P1010597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-475529589449280851</id><published>2010-08-12T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T20:19:03.200-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football widow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life after tummy tuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school counseling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tummy tuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squasher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='air conditioning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doug'/><title type='text'>Random...Party of One</title><content type='html'>1.&amp;nbsp; First and most important...our A/C guys are working on our A/C&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; as I type.&amp;nbsp; Within a couple of hours, I should be lounging in the &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; coolness of my house.&amp;nbsp; After 5 nights of sleeping on top of the &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; covers, it will be nice to sleep under them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSY1rBB5RI/AAAAAAAAATk/fxBYcvqqflU/s1600/ac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSY1rBB5RI/AAAAAAAAATk/fxBYcvqqflU/s320/ac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; I put in a couple of miles on Millie yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Hoping that tonight&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; after the A/C is running I'll run&amp;nbsp;a couple more.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; For the first time in two and half months, I did the P90X Ab Ripper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; workout.&amp;nbsp; Actually, I'm still sore from the surgery, so if I'm sore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; tomorrow, I won't know it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSZCSwFfkI/AAAAAAAAATs/ZdrtBksXCSw/s1600/ab+ripper+x.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSZCSwFfkI/AAAAAAAAATs/ZdrtBksXCSw/s320/ab+ripper+x.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; I found out yesterday that my new *classes are going to be out in&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a portable building.&amp;nbsp; About 5 years ago, I was moved back &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;into the main building from a portable so I've definately&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; experienced the positive/negative of portable life.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are pros and cons to this placement.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSZabk1eUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/3KLFR2tA3LQ/s1600/Portable_Classrooms022709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSZabk1eUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/3KLFR2tA3LQ/s320/Portable_Classrooms022709.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (not our actual school)&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pros:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Administrators leave you alone because it's to much trouble&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;to walk out there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Control of your own A/C and Heat&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Get to enjoy the weather when it's changing&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Don't have to deal with the congestion in the hallways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cons:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I'm very "social" and miss talking to all my coworkers and &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and students in the building.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Rainy and cold days SUCK when you have to go to or leave &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; your room&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Takes a long time to get an administrator to you in emergencies&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;*This year, I will be in charge of the program that helps students &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; endangering of dropping out recover credits.&amp;nbsp; They work individually&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; and at their own pace on&amp;nbsp;computer courses.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty mindless work&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; for me and will be very beneficial to me as I work on my own &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; future endeavors (Grad school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; My Sugar and Squash are coming home WHIPPED from morning&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 a day football practices.&amp;nbsp; They workout from 7-9 a.m. and 10-12.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The heat is just awful and will only get worse for them next week &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; when they have to do it all with pads on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Doug leaves the house&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; at 6 a.m. every morning and stays at the field house until the freshman&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;finish their practice from 5-7pm.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Once school starts, his days can&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; get even longer and include saturdays 7 a.m. to 5 pm and Sundays&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1pm to 8pm.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yep!&amp;nbsp; I'm definately a Football Widow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSZyU9C4eI/AAAAAAAAAT8/nTSvxxXXkc4/s1600/football+widow.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSZyU9C4eI/AAAAAAAAAT8/nTSvxxXXkc4/s320/football+widow.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; We've refinanced our house with a much lower interest rate.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This refinancing will combine our house, 2nd lien (swimming&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pool) and 2 car payments.&amp;nbsp; With this lower interest rate we &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; will be making a much small payment per month and will pay&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; off our house in 15 years or less.&amp;nbsp; woo hoo!!&amp;nbsp; I'd strongly suggest&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; some of you check into refinancing since the interest rates are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSZ9lJMbTI/AAAAAAAAAUE/WzLOA2E_bmQ/s1600/refinancing.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="96" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSZ9lJMbTI/AAAAAAAAAUE/WzLOA2E_bmQ/s320/refinancing.bmp" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 310px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 1891px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; barely over 4%.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSZ9lJMbTI/AAAAAAAAAUE/WzLOA2E_bmQ/s1600/refinancing.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSZ9lJMbTI/AAAAAAAAAUE/WzLOA2E_bmQ/s320/refinancing.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; I've ordered some body shaper "girdles" to help with the swelling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; that I still have in my abdominal area.&amp;nbsp; This is very normal and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; will probably occur for a few more months.&amp;nbsp; I ordered a beige&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and black one.&amp;nbsp; If I like the way these fit, then I'll probably get &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a couple that are a little lower waisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSaz8yNhpI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5df6N9hyyYg/s1600/girdle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSaz8yNhpI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5df6N9hyyYg/s320/girdle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; It's Back to School next week.&amp;nbsp; Can't believe how fast summer&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;flew by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of the end of this post, they are still working on the A/C....any&lt;br /&gt;moment now!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; eeeekkk!&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-475529589449280851?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/475529589449280851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/randomparty-of-one.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/475529589449280851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/475529589449280851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/randomparty-of-one.html' title='Random...Party of One'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGSY1rBB5RI/AAAAAAAAATk/fxBYcvqqflU/s72-c/ac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-9134605311339564443</id><published>2010-08-10T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T08:59:09.579-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='air conditioning'/><title type='text'>Still Sweating</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Where o where are the A/C guys?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O where o where could they be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With my new A/C unit &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to cool me off,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O where o where could they be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGFa2BKNUTI/AAAAAAAAATc/064yRGm0NdI/s1600/sweating.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGFa2BKNUTI/AAAAAAAAATc/064yRGm0NdI/s320/sweating.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-9134605311339564443?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/9134605311339564443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-sweating.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/9134605311339564443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/9134605311339564443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-sweating.html' title='Still Sweating'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TGFa2BKNUTI/AAAAAAAAATc/064yRGm0NdI/s72-c/sweating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-7305636607234687345</id><published>2010-08-07T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T21:45:49.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Crud!</title><content type='html'>Last night I had a difficult time sleeping.&amp;nbsp; Whenever&amp;nbsp;this happens, I&lt;br /&gt;usually walk into the living room, lay on the couch and fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;almost immediately.&amp;nbsp; Well last night was different.&amp;nbsp; I layed on the&lt;br /&gt;couch and continued to toss and turn. I would kick off covers, &lt;br /&gt;put them back on, walk to the bathroom, check on the kids, &lt;br /&gt;everything&amp;nbsp;but fall asleep.&amp;nbsp; As I was laying&amp;nbsp;on the couch, staring&lt;br /&gt;at the ceiling and&amp;nbsp;thinking about all kinds or STUPID things at &lt;br /&gt;1:30 a.m., I heard a loud pop sound.&amp;nbsp; My first thought was that the &lt;br /&gt;electricity went out but when I looked up at the ceiling and the fan&lt;br /&gt;was still running and I could still hear the A/C running&amp;nbsp;I knew&lt;br /&gt;electricity was ok.&amp;nbsp; Oh well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I got up and decided to walk&amp;nbsp;on Millie.&amp;nbsp; I just &lt;br /&gt;didn't have the energy to run after my horrible night of not &lt;br /&gt;sleeping, so I cranked&amp;nbsp;Millie up and even put some incline for about half of&lt;br /&gt;my 2 mile walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About noon, my sister called and agreed to&amp;nbsp;go school shopping&lt;br /&gt;for both our daughters...woo hoo!&amp;nbsp; Off we went! We had a great&lt;br /&gt;day and I was very successful finding clothes for my size "0"&lt;br /&gt;almost 14 y.o. daughter.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pull into the driveway about 6 o'clock, walk into the house&lt;br /&gt;with all our loot and IT IS HOT!!!&amp;nbsp; AFRICA HOT!! &lt;br /&gt;That's right folks the A/C is broke!&amp;nbsp; May I remind you all that &lt;br /&gt;we live in central TEXAS and it was almost 100 degrees &lt;br /&gt;today.&amp;nbsp; OMG!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into our bedroom and Doug is sitting at the computer&lt;br /&gt;reading&amp;nbsp;up on buying a new A/C unit.&amp;nbsp; He worked outside all day&lt;br /&gt;today and&amp;nbsp;didn't know&amp;nbsp;that it was hot in the house. Sugar, &lt;br /&gt;Squash and Sunshine&amp;nbsp;were&amp;nbsp;in the house all day long and &lt;br /&gt;none of them thought to go and tell Doug that the house was &lt;br /&gt;SWELTERING!!&amp;nbsp; Oy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&amp;nbsp;Doug gets&amp;nbsp;on the phone and calls a friend of ours who&lt;br /&gt;runs the company that my daddy use to work for (refrigeration&lt;br /&gt;and air conditioning sales and service) and he said he would&lt;br /&gt;have some of his guys at our house Monday to replace our unit&lt;br /&gt;with a great new energy efficient unit.&amp;nbsp;(at&amp;nbsp;his cost) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So girls and guys, this Texas girl will stay a little longer at&lt;br /&gt;church tomorrow a.m. and visit more people, will go to the&lt;br /&gt;grocery store and walk slow and visit with all my former&lt;br /&gt;students that work there (we live in a small community) and&lt;br /&gt;will go and visit my sister for a few hours or so.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a good thing that all 6 of us have ceiling fans and stand&lt;br /&gt;up fans in our bedrooms.&amp;nbsp; I will probably jump into the &lt;br /&gt;cold shower again before I get on top of my bed, on top&lt;br /&gt;of my covers with the fans a blowin' at full speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill out everyone!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'll be thinkin' of you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-7305636607234687345?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7305636607234687345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-crud.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7305636607234687345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7305636607234687345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-crud.html' title='Well Crud!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-2041806511313013204</id><published>2010-08-05T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:18:06.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><title type='text'>myTunes</title><content type='html'>A couple of days ago I jumped on Millie to see how far I could go.&lt;br /&gt;However, I did something that I haven't done in a while...I put on my&lt;br /&gt;mp3 while running.&amp;nbsp; See, Millie is set up about 5 feet from the TV&lt;br /&gt;in my bedroom.&amp;nbsp; I get to run with all the wonderful channels that Dish&lt;br /&gt;Network gives us on our plan.&amp;nbsp; On this day, the tv was on, but I &lt;br /&gt;put my mp3 on as well.&amp;nbsp; Wow!!&amp;nbsp; I forgot how much easier it is&lt;br /&gt;to run with my favorite songs running through my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you have ever noticed the writing under my header on this&lt;br /&gt;blog, you notice it says:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I don't lead the most exciting life. I'm a wife, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;mother of 4, teacher for 20 years and a slow jogger for almost 2 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;My mp3 has music from the 70's,80's, 90's and today! (sounds like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;an ad for a radio station doesn't it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Well I thought I'd give you a bit of a peek into my ears as to what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of goofy songs I listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The 70's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Eyes Adore You- Frankie Vallie- My all time favorite song EVAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The 80's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Huey Lewis and the News songs- I love Huey!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Jefferson Starship- We Built this City (perfect beat for my pace)&lt;br /&gt;Katrina and the Waves- Walking on Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;B-52's- Love Shack&lt;br /&gt;Gloria Estefan- various&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson- various&lt;br /&gt;Pat Benatar-Heart Breaker&lt;br /&gt;George Michael- Various&lt;br /&gt;Prince- Various&lt;br /&gt;Pet Shop Boys- West End Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;90's/Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricky Martin- Various&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl Crow- Various&lt;br /&gt;Run DMC- Walk this Way&lt;br /&gt;Shakira- Hips Don't Lie&lt;br /&gt;Shania Twain- Up&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas- Various&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce- Put a Ring on It&lt;br /&gt;Lady Gaga- Alejandro&lt;br /&gt;Christina Aguilara- Candy Man, Fighter&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry- Hot and Cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...those are just a few of the songs that get me to run a "little" bit&lt;br /&gt;farther, a little bit stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to avoid rap songs.&amp;nbsp; I hate songs with a bunch of curse words.&lt;br /&gt;If i want to hear&amp;nbsp;bad&amp;nbsp;words, I walk in the hallways during the school&lt;br /&gt;year and I get to hear them all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to hear what songs "pump you up"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-2041806511313013204?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2041806511313013204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/mytunes.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2041806511313013204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2041806511313013204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/mytunes.html' title='myTunes'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-3406221142951865038</id><published>2010-07-29T16:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T17:27:53.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>San Antonio Rock -n- Roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_1787583792"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1787583793"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For anyone in the Texas area looking for a Half or Full&lt;br /&gt;Marathon in November (14th):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TFH3kOQ_zZI/AAAAAAAAATU/zFVU1fosde0/s1600/sa+rock+n+roll.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="211" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TFH3kOQ_zZI/AAAAAAAAATU/zFVU1fosde0/s320/sa+rock+n+roll.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I noticed on their website that they have even added a &lt;br /&gt;2 person RELAY.&amp;nbsp; One person runs the first&amp;nbsp;7 miles and the &lt;br /&gt;other runs the last 6.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still contemplating this event.&amp;nbsp; I've never done it before and &lt;br /&gt;have only completed one &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/austin-half-race-report.html"&gt;half marathon&lt;/a&gt; in my life.&amp;nbsp; It's still a struggle&lt;br /&gt;for me to get through one mile on Millie.&amp;nbsp; Maybe if a bunch of you&lt;br /&gt;sign up and "peer pressure" me then&amp;nbsp;I might.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://san-antonio.competitor.com/"&gt;San Antonio Rock -n- Roll Half/Marathon/Relay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1787583800"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1787583801"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-3406221142951865038?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3406221142951865038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-anyone-in-texas-area-looking-for.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/3406221142951865038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/3406221142951865038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-anyone-in-texas-area-looking-for.html' title='San Antonio Rock -n- Roll'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TFH3kOQ_zZI/AAAAAAAAATU/zFVU1fosde0/s72-c/sa+rock+n+roll.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-4747603328844265490</id><published>2010-07-28T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T10:38:22.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Noooooooo...Stop the Clock!</title><content type='html'>The clock keeps ticking and the calendar pages are being torn off&lt;br /&gt;at record setting speed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Where is the summer going and what is its hurry?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TFBKoO89GFI/AAAAAAAAAS8/IY_ZlxxFyr4/s1600/Back-to-School-No+Way.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TFBKoO89GFI/AAAAAAAAAS8/IY_ZlxxFyr4/s320/Back-to-School-No+Way.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TV airwaves are being blasted with commercials of &lt;br /&gt;"Back to School" sales.&amp;nbsp; Walmart has&amp;nbsp;set up their&amp;nbsp;"special" aisles&lt;br /&gt;to try and accomodate the 17 crazy mama's crammed in each &lt;br /&gt;aisle that&amp;nbsp;are all on the same mission:&amp;nbsp;#2 pencils, wide rule &lt;br /&gt;notebook paper, and rulers; red and yellow folders, composition&lt;br /&gt;notebooks and washable glue.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "sale" signs have popped up above all the&amp;nbsp;racks that&amp;nbsp;have &lt;br /&gt;short sleeve clothes on it are located at the backs of the stores &lt;br /&gt;where the front of the stores are inundated with sweaters and vests...&lt;br /&gt;We're in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TEXAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; folks, it doesn't get cold here until December &lt;br /&gt;or January for goodness sakes...I don't want to&amp;nbsp;buy a Turtle&lt;br /&gt;Neck Sweater!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TFBLA4SfHhI/AAAAAAAAATE/UNDfc_6FpR0/s1600/sweating.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TFBLA4SfHhI/AAAAAAAAATE/UNDfc_6FpR0/s320/sweating.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Texas, students are to report back to school on the 23rd of&lt;br /&gt;August and teachers the week before.&amp;nbsp; It's getting close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TFBLlWJgDGI/AAAAAAAAATM/u8GBZm4hK9M/s1600/back+to+school.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TFBLlWJgDGI/AAAAAAAAATM/u8GBZm4hK9M/s200/back+to+school.bmp" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-4747603328844265490?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4747603328844265490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/noooooooostop-clock.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4747603328844265490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4747603328844265490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/noooooooostop-clock.html' title='Noooooooo...Stop the Clock!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TFBKoO89GFI/AAAAAAAAAS8/IY_ZlxxFyr4/s72-c/Back-to-School-No+Way.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-1461556842135800017</id><published>2010-07-26T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T16:01:21.180-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school counseling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>Monday Stuff</title><content type='html'>My first semester of Grad school is over.&amp;nbsp; I submitted my last&lt;br /&gt;paper today.&amp;nbsp;woo hoo! &amp;nbsp;Actually I finished one class last week &lt;br /&gt;and receivedan "A".&amp;nbsp; The other class has 3 papers waiting to be &lt;br /&gt;graded so I don't know if I will be getting an A or B.&amp;nbsp; This class&lt;br /&gt;was a Tests &amp;amp; Measurements class.&amp;nbsp; Yuck!&amp;nbsp; Way to many &lt;br /&gt;numbers for this girl!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millie and I have gotten together a few times this past week.&lt;br /&gt;Last week I think I ran a total 4 miles and today I logged in&lt;br /&gt;2 miles.&amp;nbsp; My endurance isn't just where it needs to be yet.&amp;nbsp; I'll&lt;br /&gt;keep on trying.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping to get the energy and motivation &lt;br /&gt;to run at least&amp;nbsp;2 miles a day and then do some P90X.&amp;nbsp; I did&lt;br /&gt;2 P90X workouts last week, but things have been so busy with&lt;br /&gt;finishing my summer school job, grad classes and family stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My home computer is running so crappy right now.&amp;nbsp; It takes &lt;br /&gt;for-ever to be able to start working on it after I turn it on.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;br /&gt;did some research on it and a lot of people say that the Norton&lt;br /&gt;anti-virus sl-o-o-ow-s the computer down a bunch.&amp;nbsp; I've &lt;br /&gt;defragged, checked my start up programs and othe miscellaneous&lt;br /&gt;stuff, but it's just taking forever.&amp;nbsp; Any ideas?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got to quit drinking so many sodas (diet).&amp;nbsp; I'm feeling &lt;br /&gt;so bloated again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had hours of rolling thunder in the sky.&amp;nbsp; Kind of weird&lt;br /&gt;though.&amp;nbsp; It's mostly sunny outside.&amp;nbsp; We did have a brief hard&lt;br /&gt;rain about an hour ago for about 10 minutes, but that's it.&amp;nbsp; Right&lt;br /&gt;now it sunny with thunder in the distance.&amp;nbsp; Actually I LOVE&lt;br /&gt;rain! I could go days and days with rain!&amp;nbsp; Cloudy days have&lt;br /&gt;always been my favorite running condition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all the random boring stuff in my life right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-1461556842135800017?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1461556842135800017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/monday-stuff.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/1461556842135800017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/1461556842135800017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/monday-stuff.html' title='Monday Stuff'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-1517823979008259910</id><published>2010-07-19T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T18:21:26.331-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>Time to get real</title><content type='html'>The family vacation is over.&amp;nbsp; A good time was had by all and it's&lt;br /&gt;time to get real and back on track with exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family spent the weekend on the Texas Gulf Coast at an&lt;br /&gt;area known as North Padre Island.&amp;nbsp; It's actually been a looong&lt;br /&gt;time since our family has taken a vacation...about 5 years and&lt;br /&gt;the kids were uber-excited about going to the beach, even my&lt;br /&gt;teenage boys.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left last friday morning and picked up my mom, who is&lt;br /&gt;currently living with my sister, brother-in-law and family.&amp;nbsp; My&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad often went to the beach and we knew mom would&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the calmness of the ocean.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETYxs9oVbI/AAAAAAAAARE/3XMCJbHrS2g/s1600/P1010550.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETYxs9oVbI/AAAAAAAAARE/3XMCJbHrS2g/s320/P1010550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETY4rFuUUI/AAAAAAAAARM/-3ZwqL8WHHQ/s1600/P1010552.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETY4rFuUUI/AAAAAAAAARM/-3ZwqL8WHHQ/s320/P1010552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and I sitting on the balcony watching Doug and kids play in the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETZKLGEbyI/AAAAAAAAARU/o2A7kqWcT_k/s320/P1010548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The entrance to one of the gift shops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETZerXuN4I/AAAAAAAAARc/Z7FiDKMIkg0/s1600/P1010549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETZerXuN4I/AAAAAAAAARc/Z7FiDKMIkg0/s320/P1010549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETZlzX0kbI/AAAAAAAAARk/eF8CjZcE3IA/s1600/P1010553.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETZlzX0kbI/AAAAAAAAARk/eF8CjZcE3IA/s320/P1010553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Washing the sand off after a romp in the Gulf Coast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETZ224xuPI/AAAAAAAAARs/2kWCnEGPOgQ/s1600/P1010554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETZ224xuPI/AAAAAAAAARs/2kWCnEGPOgQ/s320/P1010554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A quick jump in the pool after playing in the ocean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is unbelievable how HOT the water in the swimming pool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;is.&amp;nbsp; It's like swimming in a hot tub!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETZ-KIxQWI/AAAAAAAAAR0/UZQZEU8VWm4/s1600/P1010557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETZ-KIxQWI/AAAAAAAAAR0/UZQZEU8VWm4/s320/P1010557.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETaDs_oBsI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Knr6vtFZaMg/s1600/P1010556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETaDs_oBsI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Knr6vtFZaMg/s320/P1010556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETaNzhJRoI/AAAAAAAAASE/teOnLqf8UxE/s1600/P1010559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETaNzhJRoI/AAAAAAAAASE/teOnLqf8UxE/s320/P1010559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sand crab hunting at night.&amp;nbsp; A FAVORITE of our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETaaZ5ML6I/AAAAAAAAASM/skSulfkjp9Q/s1600/P1010563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETaaZ5ML6I/AAAAAAAAASM/skSulfkjp9Q/s320/P1010563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETamF0ZLkI/AAAAAAAAASU/4fpCLhDSUas/s1600/P1010566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETamF0ZLkI/AAAAAAAAASU/4fpCLhDSUas/s320/P1010566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another gift shop entrance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETaxx8cdlI/AAAAAAAAASc/yhHNHN3PdLk/s1600/P1010567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETaxx8cdlI/AAAAAAAAASc/yhHNHN3PdLk/s320/P1010567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids with their "Mimi" on the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETa84k-oGI/AAAAAAAAASk/LCH2kgP4FVU/s1600/P1010581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETa84k-oGI/AAAAAAAAASk/LCH2kgP4FVU/s320/P1010581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Doug and my mom taking a little walk down the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETbFtPRWzI/AAAAAAAAASs/sjorqUZtTkg/s1600/P1010587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETbFtPRWzI/AAAAAAAAASs/sjorqUZtTkg/s320/P1010587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gulf Stream Condos, where we stayed.&amp;nbsp; We were on the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;second floor facing the ocean.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETbYJVSnGI/AAAAAAAAAS0/XpsyU-RxBg4/s1600/P1010588.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETbYJVSnGI/AAAAAAAAAS0/XpsyU-RxBg4/s320/P1010588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I promise I did not run to the ice cream truck!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Now, it's time to get real!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After summer school today, I came home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;changed clothes, jumped on Millie and ran a mile at the same speed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I use to run before surgery.&amp;nbsp; Now I know to most of you a 12:00 minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;mile is nothing to brag about, but to me...I'm happy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The reason I only ran one mile is because I have resumed my "dvd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;affair" with Tony Horton.&amp;nbsp; aaaaahhhh!&amp;nbsp; I sure missed him!&amp;nbsp; I've&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;started the program over and today worked my Chest and Back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;which is also known as Push ups and Pull ups!&amp;nbsp; yuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't been able to read everyones posts lately...I'm in the home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;stretch of my first semester of Grad school.&amp;nbsp; I have one big research&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;paper left for one class, and 2 papers for another class.&amp;nbsp; I will say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;that I happily read a mindless Danielle Steele book over the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;weekend at the beach.&amp;nbsp; Usually my summers consist of reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;about 10-12 D.S. books.&amp;nbsp; This summer it's Tests and Measurements&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and Educating Exceptional Children.&amp;nbsp; I prefer Danielle Steele!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-1517823979008259910?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1517823979008259910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-to-get-real.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/1517823979008259910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/1517823979008259910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-to-get-real.html' title='Time to get real'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TETYxs9oVbI/AAAAAAAAARE/3XMCJbHrS2g/s72-c/P1010550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-8316830671190870214</id><published>2010-07-13T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T15:29:48.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bathing suit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Scariest Thing EVER!!</title><content type='html'>In a few minutes I will be heading into San Antonio to&lt;br /&gt;do that one thing that absolutely FREAKS ME OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bathing Suit Shopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDzLDyOyygI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Wf0RJ2IUKWY/s1600/bathing_suits1240487726%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDzLDyOyygI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Wf0RJ2IUKWY/s320/bathing_suits1240487726%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Family Vacation this weekend on the Texas Gulf Coast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All 6 of us and my mom will be soakin' in some rays.&amp;nbsp; Actually &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this Thursday will be the one year anniversary of my daddy's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;trip to heaven, so this should be a good way to keep my mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;busy and happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On another note...I jogged 2 slow miles on the&amp;nbsp;Millie yesterday and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;actually did it without stopping.&amp;nbsp; woo hoo!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-8316830671190870214?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8316830671190870214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/scariest-thing-ever.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8316830671190870214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8316830671190870214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/scariest-thing-ever.html' title='The Scariest Thing EVER!!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDzLDyOyygI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Wf0RJ2IUKWY/s72-c/bathing_suits1240487726%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-2228114522089869914</id><published>2010-07-11T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T12:21:26.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school counseling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>Keeping Busy!</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone!&amp;nbsp; It's been quite a while since I blogged and I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;if any of you have been worried...all 5 or 6 of you.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind, body and soul has been immersed in my new endeavor&lt;br /&gt;that started last monday.&amp;nbsp; Grad school.&amp;nbsp; It seems like every waking&lt;br /&gt;moment i'm working on assignments.&amp;nbsp; I'm taking 2 courses, a &lt;br /&gt;Tests and Measurements class (yuck) and a class on the &lt;br /&gt;Exceptional Child. (special ed children).&amp;nbsp; In case some of you joined&lt;br /&gt;in a little late, I'm working on my Masters degree for School &lt;br /&gt;Counseling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...my days are filled with me sitting at a computer with papers, &lt;br /&gt;books and notes that I have taken over the material that I am getting&lt;br /&gt;to write a paper about.&amp;nbsp; I actually turned in my first very long "reflection"&lt;br /&gt;paper last week and out of 200 possible points, I got 170.&amp;nbsp; I guess I'm&lt;br /&gt;ok with that.&amp;nbsp; Doug (math teacher hubby) said that is equal to an 85.&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing I learned from my graded assignment is to &lt;br /&gt;NEVER trust *spell check* on the Word document.&amp;nbsp; I think most&lt;br /&gt;of the errors on my paper were spelling related...OY VAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My running hasn't returned like I wanted it to.&amp;nbsp; I'm way to focused on&lt;br /&gt;working on my school stuff that I don't want to stop and exercise.&amp;nbsp; This&lt;br /&gt;is VERY bad and I need to get my head back on straight before my&lt;br /&gt;lack of exercising gets out of control.&amp;nbsp; Actually, yesterday I got on the&lt;br /&gt;treadmill and started to jog.&amp;nbsp; I won't tell you how long I stayed on it &lt;br /&gt;because I felt HORRIBLE.&amp;nbsp; My legs were completely dead feeling &lt;br /&gt;and my energy level was non-existent.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I'll feel up to &lt;br /&gt;trying again today.&amp;nbsp; I've got to get busy againl.&amp;nbsp; Tony Horton (P90x)&lt;br /&gt;dvd's sit on the satellite box, and stares at me everyday.&amp;nbsp; Gotta&lt;br /&gt;get reaquainted with my old boyfriend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else much to report in this household, so I guess it's back&lt;br /&gt;to the books and computer for school work!&amp;nbsp; Take care everyone&lt;br /&gt;and forgive me for not posting comments on your blogs...i'm reading&lt;br /&gt;through them so quick so I can other stuff done.&amp;nbsp; I still love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-2228114522089869914?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2228114522089869914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/keeping-busy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2228114522089869914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2228114522089869914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/keeping-busy.html' title='Keeping Busy!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-2585340544608041896</id><published>2010-07-05T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:25:52.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squasher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school counseling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana'/><title type='text'>I Hear the School Bell Ringing</title><content type='html'>Not only am I a &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-jogger-again.html"&gt;jogger again&lt;/a&gt;, but I am officially a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;GRAD &lt;br /&gt;student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked my computer today (a day early) and both courses that &lt;br /&gt;I signed up for have uploaded their course syllabus etc.&amp;nbsp; OMG!&amp;nbsp; I'm &lt;br /&gt;so nervous!&amp;nbsp; Wait a minute...."Hey &lt;a href="http://twentyonedayhabit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt;! You think I can pay you a&lt;br /&gt;few bucks to write my papers for me?"....gee...I'm absolutely&lt;br /&gt;brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday, our whole family, including dogs and 2&lt;br /&gt;nephews, walked down&amp;nbsp;our street to enjoy the Guadalupe river.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;It really has some nice benefits living so close to this river.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The boys love to go there to fish and Doug takes the dogs &lt;br /&gt;and kids down there to cool off from this hot&amp;nbsp;Texas weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKd-RyyUjI/AAAAAAAAAQE/rCXr5Qaq9Qc/s1600/P1010530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKd-RyyUjI/AAAAAAAAAQE/rCXr5Qaq9Qc/s320/P1010530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you look close, you can see how the tree has &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;been pushed from the flood of 05.&amp;nbsp; The actual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;water level prettty much had this tree underwater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKd4FyurJI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ilkh-zMgOnI/s1600/P1010529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKd4FyurJI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ilkh-zMgOnI/s320/P1010529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A few minutes after I took this picture, a family of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4 came kayaking down.&amp;nbsp; Kayakers and tubers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;are very common during the summer months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKeU21PY9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/bIWolhNEsUU/s1600/P1010520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKeU21PY9I/AAAAAAAAAQM/bIWolhNEsUU/s320/P1010520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ranger (top) and Coach cooling off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKejFUCLFI/AAAAAAAAAQU/La6f7EwnHrQ/s1600/P1010524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKejFUCLFI/AAAAAAAAAQU/La6f7EwnHrQ/s320/P1010524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sugar trying to&amp;nbsp;untangle the puppies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(they are 6 mos. old)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKezfq4jfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/_0Q2Yu1PirQ/s1600/P1010532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKezfq4jfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/_0Q2Yu1PirQ/s320/P1010532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKe6pAGPSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ehLkzXtudDo/s1600/P1010523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKe6pAGPSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ehLkzXtudDo/s320/P1010523.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Three Amigos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunshine and my twin nephews&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKfHWxmCaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HycZ3dw3eEg/s1600/P1010536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKfHWxmCaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HycZ3dw3eEg/s320/P1010536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Squash and my nephew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Check out those abs on Squash....dang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he definately takes after me...not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKfjqQIK_I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0UyNKZEryPk/s1600/P1010528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKfjqQIK_I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0UyNKZEryPk/s320/P1010528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My handsome Sugar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I couldn't get a good picture of Banana.&amp;nbsp; She kept diving and laying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;in water everytime I tried to snap a picture.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-2585340544608041896?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2585340544608041896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-hear-school-bell-ringing.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2585340544608041896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2585340544608041896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-hear-school-bell-ringing.html' title='I Hear the School Bell Ringing'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TDKd-RyyUjI/AAAAAAAAAQE/rCXr5Qaq9Qc/s72-c/P1010530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-3526829356152336484</id><published>2010-07-02T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:30:52.814-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tummy tuck'/><title type='text'>I'm a Jogger Again!!</title><content type='html'>Today was THE day!&amp;nbsp; I must admit I was very nervous.&amp;nbsp; From 9 am&lt;br /&gt;until 4 pm it was all I could think of.&amp;nbsp; Could I do it? Would it hurt? &lt;br /&gt;If I couldn't, would it absolutely crush my desire or spirit?&amp;nbsp; I would&lt;br /&gt;never know unless I tried.&amp;nbsp; So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5+ weeks of absolutely no exercise and even a couple weeks&lt;br /&gt;more than that of not running, I turned Millie (treadmill) on. I &amp;nbsp;set&lt;br /&gt;her&amp;nbsp;to a pretty slow speed, and I took off....Jogging!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 29 minutes I slowly jogged 2 miles.&amp;nbsp; I know for some of you&lt;br /&gt;speedsters, you walk faster then that in your sleep, but my Dr.&lt;br /&gt;told me yesterday to take it slow on my return to exercise and &lt;br /&gt;to not do any ab workouts yet (no problem).&amp;nbsp; After the first mile&lt;br /&gt;I took a 3 minute break and then continued on through the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I was pleasantly surprised at how easy it was to &lt;br /&gt;complete the 2 miles...physically.&amp;nbsp; Mentally was a little bit tougher.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Can't&amp;nbsp;say&amp;nbsp;that I know why, but I kept watching the numbers on&lt;br /&gt;Millie to see&amp;nbsp;how far I had gone, actually it was more like, how&lt;br /&gt;much I had left.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Everytime I run, I place my towel over the treadmill &lt;br /&gt;numbers because, to me, looking at the numbers is like watching &lt;br /&gt;paint dry.&amp;nbsp; V-E-R-Y&amp;nbsp; S-L-O-W !!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in a million years did I think that I would be able to complete&lt;br /&gt;2 miles on my first run back but I did and I have to say that I'm &lt;br /&gt;pretty darn proud of myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-3526829356152336484?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3526829356152336484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-jogger-again.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/3526829356152336484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/3526829356152336484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-jogger-again.html' title='I&apos;m a Jogger Again!!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-771474044759911567</id><published>2010-06-29T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T10:42:18.003-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life after tummy tuck'/><title type='text'>First Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TCoQIiA-cnI/AAAAAAAAAPs/3BGXLLv2_mU/s1600/wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TCoQIiA-cnI/AAAAAAAAAPs/3BGXLLv2_mU/s320/wedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Getting ready to leave the house for a wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday was the wedding of&amp;nbsp;the son&amp;nbsp;of the head coach that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Doug has worked under for the past 16 years.&amp;nbsp; As we were sitting in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the church and the beautiful bride and handsome groom were reciting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;their vows, something hit me.&amp;nbsp; This young man is the first person, in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;my&amp;nbsp; adultl ife, that I have actually witnessed grow up and get married.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When we moved to our current school, this young man was 6 or 7 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;years old.&amp;nbsp;We are close friends with his parents and have watched &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;him grow into a fine and successful young man...a coach like his &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;daddy, grand-daddy, and uncle.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also had a different feeling going to this wedding.&amp;nbsp; It felt like, to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;me, my "coming out" party.&amp;nbsp; This is the first time that I've been &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;anywhere "social" since my tummy tuck.&amp;nbsp; I felt very good in my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;dress and was happy with my appearance.&amp;nbsp;That was so bad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;that I even got the scissors out while fixing it...that was a big&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;mistake...glad that I don't have an official hair appointment for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5 weeks.&amp;nbsp; My hairdresser would die laughing if she saw what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I did.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-771474044759911567?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/771474044759911567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-night-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/771474044759911567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/771474044759911567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-night-out.html' title='First Night Out'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TCoQIiA-cnI/AAAAAAAAAPs/3BGXLLv2_mU/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-4410396713180552032</id><published>2010-06-28T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:31:00.705-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental stuff'/><title type='text'>Mental and Physical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mind is running.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TCi_kDwwKLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_MovzHiuIYA/s1600/marathon-dreams.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TCi_kDwwKLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_MovzHiuIYA/s320/marathon-dreams.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think my body&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;ready to follow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-4410396713180552032?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4410396713180552032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/mental-and-physical.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4410396713180552032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4410396713180552032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/mental-and-physical.html' title='Mental and Physical'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TCi_kDwwKLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/_MovzHiuIYA/s72-c/marathon-dreams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-5070708190966781311</id><published>2010-06-23T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:55:38.976-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellie (eliptical)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tummy tuck'/><title type='text'>The Return of Millie and TT Photos</title><content type='html'>It's been over a month since I've done any type of exercise and &lt;br /&gt;it definately shows (in my eyes).&amp;nbsp; My inner thighs are are petitioning&lt;br /&gt;for a role in the next Jello commercial...very jiggly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about getting my elliptical out and just doing some slow&lt;br /&gt;and easy exercise, but then decided to get out Millie (treadmill)&lt;br /&gt;and renew my love/hate relationship with her.&amp;nbsp; Doug set her&lt;br /&gt;up for me, plugged her in, and she sprung back to life...so &lt;br /&gt;loyal&amp;nbsp;she is to me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Millie could express herself, I'm sure she would have said to&lt;br /&gt;me, "WTH is wrong with you?"&amp;nbsp; When all was said and done,&lt;br /&gt;I walked&amp;nbsp;a grand total of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;mile in what I think is a new record &lt;br /&gt;for me.....in slowness...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;24 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry everyone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I'm not beating myself up over this time.&amp;nbsp; Didn't throw my garmin &lt;br /&gt;in the trash in anger or frustration, didn't complain to hubby or throw &lt;br /&gt;my Saucony's across the room.&amp;nbsp; It's exactly what I expected and I'm &lt;br /&gt;totally fine with this.&amp;nbsp; Time is what is needed and it's only been&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks (today) since my TT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of TT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures this morning of my new tummy.&amp;nbsp; Everyone&lt;br /&gt;in blog land has&amp;nbsp;been so nice with comments, well wishes and&lt;br /&gt;encouragement, I thought I'd let you see what I look like now, &lt;br /&gt;3 weeks Post Op.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TCIreMyH8JI/AAAAAAAAAPU/UQtOEXaB-Y8/s1600/P1010510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TCIreMyH8JI/AAAAAAAAAPU/UQtOEXaB-Y8/s320/P1010510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Believe it or not, there is still some swelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TCIr0DgmoQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qX_VGbsGky4/s1600/P1010512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TCIr0DgmoQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qX_VGbsGky4/s320/P1010512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Please excuse water stains on mirror.&amp;nbsp; My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;cleaning lady is coming today.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, there you have it!&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty darn pleased!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-5070708190966781311?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5070708190966781311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/return-of-millie-and-tt-photos.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5070708190966781311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5070708190966781311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/return-of-millie-and-tt-photos.html' title='The Return of Millie and TT Photos'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TCIreMyH8JI/AAAAAAAAAPU/UQtOEXaB-Y8/s72-c/P1010510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-3148086122459041977</id><published>2010-06-21T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T19:31:12.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squasher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school counseling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Life Lesson</title><content type='html'>Since I don't have much to blog about in the realm of exercise,&lt;br /&gt;and knowing how boring a post would be about how I've done&lt;br /&gt;pretty much NOTHING today, I thought I'd give you some &lt;br /&gt;additional information about the author of this blog, aka ME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pay attention and you might want to take notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; I was the first one in my family (including relatives), to &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; graduate from college.&amp;nbsp; I graduated from Texas State University&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; with a Degree in Physical Education and a minor in Biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; I was the best behaved of 3 children.&amp;nbsp; Hardly ever got in &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; trouble and never got in trouble at school.&amp;nbsp; Even today, if I &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; get a message to see an Assistant Principal/Principal at work, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I FREAK OUT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; The first time I met my husband was in college.&amp;nbsp; I was a Junior&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and he was a first year teacher/coach at the local high school. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had a boyfriend at the time, but was totally smitten with Doug.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My roomate and I (who dated/eventually married another coach&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; who coached with Doug), use to go watch fb games that her &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;boyfriend and Doug were coaching.&amp;nbsp; Doug had the BEST BUTT&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had ever seen...and he still does.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;Didn't get drunk until I was 20 years old.&amp;nbsp; Only happened about&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 or 3 times and to this day...I actually hate all alcohol.&amp;nbsp; I just &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; don't think it tastes good and would much rather have a soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Husband and I are of 2 differently religious backgrounds.&amp;nbsp; He is&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a member of the Church of Christ and I am Catholic.&amp;nbsp; We were&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; married in a Catholic church but did not have a mass.&amp;nbsp; To this &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; day, he takes Sugar and Banana with him every Sunday and I &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; take Squash and Sunshine.&amp;nbsp; It's weird and a bit unfortunate, but&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; it's our life and works out ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;Sugar and Squash are 14 months apart.&amp;nbsp; I was very upset when&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I found out I was pregnant with Squash.&amp;nbsp; I felt that it would be &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; unfair to Sugar that I couldn't give him all the attention, not to &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mention 2 kids in diapers...but it turned out to be the greatest&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; blessing.&amp;nbsp; The boys are like twins.&amp;nbsp; They have always shared&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a room, shared friends and are each others best friend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; Going to Ukraine to adopt Hannah was the hardest thing Doug&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and I have ever done.&amp;nbsp; Leaving Sugar and Squash for 20 days&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; was so difficult.&amp;nbsp; Everytime Doug would call them from Ukraine,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would start to cry because I missed them so much, and I &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; couldn't even talk to them.&amp;nbsp; The first time I talked to them that&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; whole trip was when we landed in Dallas on our way home.&amp;nbsp; To &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;this day, everytime I drive by the San Antonio airport, I always &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;remember how EXCITED I was when we landed with Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; that evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; My Sunshine was an absolute complete surprise to us.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; trying for years....then adopting....I got pregnant.&amp;nbsp; He's a true&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; gift from GOD for doing something right in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; This past year has been the most difficult year of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm in the begining of a life transition.&amp;nbsp; My 21 year career&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; in teaching will hopefully be changing in the next couple of&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; years.&amp;nbsp; In 2 weeks I will begin my first Graduate courses&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;in School Counseling.&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited and scared!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you all study the above information...pop quiz &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-3148086122459041977?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3148086122459041977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-lesson.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/3148086122459041977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/3148086122459041977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-lesson.html' title='Life Lesson'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-5494725870767311369</id><published>2010-06-20T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:10:54.874-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;HAPPY 7th BIRTHDAY SUNSHINE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TB7Jb_OC8hI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wtBn0uf7wHc/s1600/P1010508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TB7Jb_OC8hI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wtBn0uf7wHc/s320/P1010508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You light up my world EVERYDAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-5494725870767311369?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5494725870767311369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunshine.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5494725870767311369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5494725870767311369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TB7Jb_OC8hI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wtBn0uf7wHc/s72-c/P1010508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-1602834790690737971</id><published>2010-06-16T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T11:24:30.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future plans vicodin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squasher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tummy tuck'/><title type='text'>Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock</title><content type='html'>As my recovery continues, it's time for me to start "living" again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Gotta jump back into my mom role, my wife role (most of it), &lt;br /&gt;my sister role, daughter role.&amp;nbsp; No more laying on the bed letting&lt;br /&gt;everyone take care of me.&amp;nbsp; I'll admit, it's been rather joyous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sugar, can you bring me a bottle of water?"&lt;br /&gt;"Squasher, can you throw this away for me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sunshine, bring me the remote please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time!! Time to get my own water, walk through the maze&lt;br /&gt;of toys&amp;nbsp;and socks, that are&amp;nbsp;thrown about on the floor, to &lt;br /&gt;throw away my own&amp;nbsp;trash.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 2 weeks since my Tummy Tuck surgery and these are &lt;br /&gt;some thoughts I have on the whole process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; The time it's taken to stand completely upright is longer then &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; expected. I'd probably say that I'm about 90% standing &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;straight up most of the time...at the end of the day, more &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;like 80%.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; I have this strange pain in my left groin area that is close to &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; where one of the drainage tubes was. The pain comes sporadically &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; with movement of my left leg. I got up in Doug's truck yesterday, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the wrong way, and I saw FIREWORKS!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; My belly feels FREAKY!&amp;nbsp;It is so difficult&amp;nbsp;to explain.&amp;nbsp; I touch&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my belly and I can feel the touch, but it feels like... I can't &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; explain it.&amp;nbsp; It's like I have a protective layer of skin over a &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ......forget it...I just can't explain it.&amp;nbsp; Just weird!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; As of now I still have some swelling in my belly area and&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;hips.&amp;nbsp; This is probably going to continue for a few months.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I may not be totally "healed" or back to normal for up to &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 6&amp;nbsp;months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; I've lost 7 pounds in two weeks. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; Vicodin makes me sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; Post surgery, standing in a bent over position for longer &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; than a minute REALLY hurts my back, and my quads &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; were just as sore as when I exercise for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; in a long time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; I really do miss exercising.&amp;nbsp; Monday, Squasher asked me if&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; he could do Yoga X again and I sat there and watched him&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; do it.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe I miss doing Yoga.&amp;nbsp; I hate Yoga.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad I had the surgery!&amp;nbsp; It's been uncomfortable and a &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; bit painful, but in the long run, I'm happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; My family ROCKS!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time!&amp;nbsp; Back to the real world.&amp;nbsp; My Sunshine's 7th birthday is&lt;br /&gt;this Sunday and I have to go into Walmart to get stuff for his &lt;br /&gt;party/Father's day.&amp;nbsp; Gonna have my family over to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;both occasions.&amp;nbsp; This will be &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; daddy's first Father's Day in &lt;br /&gt;Heaven!&amp;nbsp; How Glorious that he get's to spend his first Father's&lt;br /&gt;Day with THE FATHER!!!!&amp;nbsp; I miss you daddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-1602834790690737971?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1602834790690737971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/tick-tock-tick-tock.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/1602834790690737971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/1602834790690737971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/tick-tock-tick-tock.html' title='Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-2454434370828883278</id><published>2010-06-11T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:49:52.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post Gone Rogue</title><content type='html'>Thinking of something interesting to write&amp;nbsp;has become&amp;nbsp;hard as&lt;br /&gt;of late.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I've associated myself as a "jogger", and some of you&lt;br /&gt;read my blog, because I am a "jogger".&amp;nbsp; The miles, Millie, &lt;br /&gt;the 5K's, and my one and only Half, have all been the subject&lt;br /&gt;of my posts this past 6 months...not to mention my brief but&lt;br /&gt;intense affair with &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/a-whoopin-is-on-way.html"&gt;Tony Horton&lt;/a&gt; (P90X).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/june-2nd-revealed.html"&gt;June 2, 2010&lt;/a&gt;, a day that I have dreamed about for many years,&lt;br /&gt;a day that would change my physical appearance, a day &lt;br /&gt;envied by many.&amp;nbsp; On this day all the hard work would come&lt;br /&gt;to a complete halt, not just for a week, but for months.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know in my heart that I'm being silly for not feeling "worthy"&lt;br /&gt;to have the word "jogger" in my title.&amp;nbsp; I know that you all are&lt;br /&gt;the greatest bunch of people and support each other like true&lt;br /&gt;friends, so I should quit thinking these silly thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, some of my favorite posts of&amp;nbsp;the blogs that&lt;br /&gt;I read, are the ones about personal stuff.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;LOVE, LOVE&lt;br /&gt;pictures of little Norah and the cute stories that&lt;a href="http://twentyonedayhabit.blogspot.com/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jess&lt;/a&gt; tells&lt;br /&gt;about her life.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE, LOVE reading &lt;a href="http://piecesofme1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica's&lt;/a&gt; stories&lt;br /&gt;of the "single life".&amp;nbsp; The guys she dates, her apt. woes,&lt;br /&gt;her job.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://d.a.r/"&gt;D.A.R&lt;/a&gt;. you are one of my favorites.&amp;nbsp; Your daily&lt;br /&gt;life as a newlywed, your new, beautiful house and&amp;nbsp;I salute&lt;br /&gt;your&amp;nbsp;super cute hubbie and&amp;nbsp;my heart&amp;nbsp;is breaking that he&lt;br /&gt;has to&amp;nbsp;deploy again...SO SOON after getting home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the other blogs I read.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://jackfit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jack Sh*t&lt;/a&gt;, YOU CRACK&lt;br /&gt;ME UP!!&amp;nbsp; I'm new to your blog and I don't think I've read&lt;br /&gt;a single race report from you...do you run?&amp;nbsp; It doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;to me, I&amp;nbsp;LOVE your blog!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loyal commenters, &lt;a href="http://doingaone-eighty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Helen&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://wwwagegroupsrock.blogspot.com/"&gt;AJH&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://watchlisarun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lisa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.myjourneytofit.com/"&gt;Shelley&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://bigbottomblogger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greta&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;thank you!&amp;nbsp; I'm new to this blogging world and it's nice to know&lt;br /&gt;that you are walking, or jogging&amp;nbsp;alongside me with&lt;br /&gt;encouragement and suggestions.&amp;nbsp; There are a&amp;nbsp;few others&lt;br /&gt;who have left awesome comments and sometimes I&lt;br /&gt;feel like "Wow! &lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; found time to comment on &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; blog!&lt;br /&gt;My blogging HEROES!!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The ones who have over a&lt;br /&gt;1000 followers!!&amp;nbsp; OMG!!&amp;nbsp; That's a lot of&amp;nbsp;blogs, and&lt;br /&gt;they took the time to comment on my&amp;nbsp;grammatically&lt;br /&gt;incorrect ramblings.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yes, I'm a teacher and it's often&lt;br /&gt;expected that all teachers can write flawlessly. I'm not an&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH teacher.&amp;nbsp; I majored in Physical Education and &lt;br /&gt;minored in Biology...NO ENGLISH!&amp;nbsp; Currently I'm a Health &lt;br /&gt;teacher and in a couple of years I hope to be a Counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what happened today.&amp;nbsp; Kind of think I went&lt;br /&gt;a bit rogue...I had every intention today of blogging my &lt;br /&gt;thoughts&amp;nbsp;about being a&amp;nbsp;"tummy tuck survivor".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Oh well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;At least I'll know what to blog about next time instead of &lt;br /&gt;a sappy post like today.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; I also LOVE reading&amp;nbsp;everyone's race reports!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-2454434370828883278?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2454434370828883278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-gone-rogue.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2454434370828883278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2454434370828883278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-gone-rogue.html' title='A Post Gone Rogue'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-6179942402663290348</id><published>2010-06-06T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:50:14.394-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future plans vicodin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tummy tuck'/><title type='text'>Tummy Tuck Race Report</title><content type='html'>Still moving pretty slow and hunchbacked.&amp;nbsp; Getting to spend lots of&lt;br /&gt;time chillaxin' in bed without the guilt that i should be doing something&lt;br /&gt;else.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug drove me to the dr. office by 7am.&amp;nbsp; I was the first one &lt;br /&gt;scheduled that day and was relieved that I wouldn't have to &lt;br /&gt;wait all day thinking and thinking about it.&amp;nbsp; Surprisingly, I wasn't&lt;br /&gt;nervous....very anxious to get it done, but never second guessing&lt;br /&gt;my decision.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The operating room nurse (very nice) got me going with my fancy&lt;br /&gt;gown and started my IV in my left wrist.&amp;nbsp; Pretty simple and easy.&lt;br /&gt;Next the Anesthesiologist came in and asked me some questions&lt;br /&gt;about my general health etc...When he was done, they let Doug&lt;br /&gt;come back with me until the surgery started.&amp;nbsp; After about 5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;the surgeon came in with a brief greeting and straight to business &lt;br /&gt;of marking up my abdomen with black marker...He has absolutely&lt;br /&gt;no bed side manner.&amp;nbsp; Didn't even introduce himself to Doug or&lt;br /&gt;shake his hand.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple minutes later the nurse came back in the room to take&lt;br /&gt;me to the OR.&amp;nbsp; She also put some of the "good stuff" in my IV&lt;br /&gt;to "relax".&amp;nbsp; I kissed Doug goodbye and as she wheeled me out&lt;br /&gt;of the room I was in, I was gone!&amp;nbsp; I have no memories of what&lt;br /&gt;happened until the recovery room nurse spoke to me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired and even had some pain.&amp;nbsp; She gave me more pain&lt;br /&gt;meds. and then made me stand up and walk to the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; I&lt;br /&gt;do remember this.&amp;nbsp; She walked in front of me holding on to me and&lt;br /&gt;she had to keep telling me to "keep your eyes open".&amp;nbsp; I guess I &lt;br /&gt;actually went to the restroom, I can't remember.&amp;nbsp; Then she starts&lt;br /&gt;dressing me up in my clothes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember Doug coming in the recovery room and the &lt;br /&gt;nurse was talking to him about how to take care of my drainage&lt;br /&gt;tubes.&amp;nbsp; Next thing I remember is the nurse pushing me in a&lt;br /&gt;wheelchair asking me, "which car is yours?"&amp;nbsp; "It's the white&lt;br /&gt;...um.......um....Escape.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, my sister was there to help.&amp;nbsp; She is a Labor&lt;br /&gt;and Delivery nurse and really helps the family out when it comes to&lt;br /&gt;medical issues.&amp;nbsp; (she was actually my nurse for the birth of all 3 of &lt;br /&gt;my boys).&amp;nbsp; She told all the kids to wait in the backroom so they&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't be freaked out at how "out of it I was".&amp;nbsp; As I stepped&lt;br /&gt;out of my.....um....um.... Escape, I knew I couldn't walk to my&lt;br /&gt;bedroom.&amp;nbsp; Thank God we still had Dad's wheelchair in our &lt;br /&gt;storage room, so Marla got it out and they wheeled me into my&lt;br /&gt;room.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Wednesday, my days are pretty much the same.&amp;nbsp; Hobble,&lt;br /&gt;in the hunchback of notre dame position, to the bathroom.&amp;nbsp;Make&lt;br /&gt;sure I take all my meds on time.&amp;nbsp; The most important one, being&lt;br /&gt;Vicodin.&amp;nbsp; I've laughted and told people that I'm going to take&lt;br /&gt;a Vico-nap!&amp;nbsp; Those things really make me sleepy.&amp;nbsp; I try to sit up&lt;br /&gt;in a chair a few times a day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I took my first shower and got a glimpse of my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&amp;nbsp; Definately flatter.&amp;nbsp; Even with is somewhat swollen, I'm&lt;br /&gt;pleased.&amp;nbsp; In order to take a shower I had to tie the two drainage&lt;br /&gt;tubes,that are coming from my lower abdomen, to a makeshif&lt;br /&gt;necklace made out of yarn.&amp;nbsp; I stepped in the shower, hunchback&lt;br /&gt;position and squatting.&amp;nbsp; I washed my hair quickly and then my &lt;br /&gt;body, as best I could and got out so fast.&amp;nbsp; My body was aching&lt;br /&gt;from the drainage tube pain and from being in the squat position&lt;br /&gt;for such a long time.&amp;nbsp; As I was stepping out, Doug told me, "You&lt;br /&gt;still have soap on your arm."&amp;nbsp; I gave him a dirty look and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Wipe it off with a towel!"&amp;nbsp; I'm getting out.&amp;nbsp; I find it puzzling that &lt;br /&gt;after doing P90X for 6 weeks that standing in the squat &lt;br /&gt;position for 5 minutes have caused my legs to be SO SORE!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain:&amp;nbsp; honestly the only problem I have had with pain is from one&lt;br /&gt;of the drainage tubes.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure what the deal is, but sometimes&lt;br /&gt;it just starts to feel like it's on fire.&amp;nbsp; It comes and goes when I walk&lt;br /&gt;some of the time.&amp;nbsp; This morning, I thought I'd be Betty Badass and&lt;br /&gt;ween myself off of Vicodin.&amp;nbsp; I ended up having my Dr. paged and I&lt;br /&gt;cried when I told him how much this drainage tube was hurting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I even told him that my sister could pull it out if it was ok with him.&lt;br /&gt;It was not OK with him.&amp;nbsp; He suggested some Lidocane around the &lt;br /&gt;area.&amp;nbsp; So when Doug got home I sent him to the store to get some&lt;br /&gt;Lidocane and he happily went to the store and came home with&lt;br /&gt;Lanocane (helps stop itching from bugs etc....). &amp;nbsp;Oy-Vay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family has been so helpful with me.&amp;nbsp; All the kids come in and&lt;br /&gt;ask if I need anything.&amp;nbsp; They bring me water, remotes, push me &lt;br /&gt;around in the wheelchair if I can't walk make my food and bring&lt;br /&gt;it to me.&amp;nbsp; AWESOME!&amp;nbsp; Doug has also been fantastic.&amp;nbsp; He's running&lt;br /&gt;around doing all the errands, taking kids to appointments,&amp;nbsp;playdates&lt;br /&gt;and practices.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My follow uppointment is this Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, they will&lt;br /&gt;take these damn tubes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sitting&amp;nbsp;in a chair&amp;nbsp;over an hour&amp;nbsp;eating and typing this.&amp;nbsp;I&lt;br /&gt;don't feel like going through this post and checking for errors.&lt;br /&gt;My hands and brain haven't been working well together lately&lt;br /&gt;and I'm sure there are a lot of errors I didn't catch.&amp;nbsp; Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;It's time for my next Vico-Nap!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-6179942402663290348?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6179942402663290348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/tummy-tuck-race-report.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6179942402663290348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6179942402663290348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/tummy-tuck-race-report.html' title='Tummy Tuck Race Report'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-233232900042668455</id><published>2010-06-03T08:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T08:19:28.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OUCH!!</title><content type='html'>Tummy Tuck----DONE!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give more details later when I can sit up right for &lt;br /&gt;a longer period of time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some pain, but I'm glad I did it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-233232900042668455?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/233232900042668455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/ouch.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/233232900042668455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/233232900042668455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/ouch.html' title='OUCH!!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-6357703502936022372</id><published>2010-05-31T11:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T11:36:52.878-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tummy tuck'/><title type='text'>Breaking Up is Hard to Do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TAPk77zZMzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/7_8ZQp7eopY/s1600/tony+horton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TAPk77zZMzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/7_8ZQp7eopY/s320/tony+horton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To the love of my life, Tony Horton (P90X).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but we have to part ways.&amp;nbsp; It's not that &lt;br /&gt;I don't love you anymore (I definately do).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;We just need to take a break&amp;nbsp;for a couple of &lt;br /&gt;months. I'm going to miss your smiling face, &lt;br /&gt;your gorgeous arms, your fantastic sense of &lt;br /&gt;humor that always comes exactly when I need &lt;br /&gt;it in the midst of painful moves (Drea rolls, crunchy frogs, push ups, &lt;br /&gt;planks)...oh, how i'm going to miss you.&amp;nbsp; Please wait for me!&amp;nbsp; I &lt;br /&gt;plan on us being able to hook up again when my body recovers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As I recover in bed,&amp;nbsp; I'll&amp;nbsp;be reminded of&amp;nbsp;all the wonderful memories &lt;br /&gt;we've shared, the hours and hours we have spent together.&amp;nbsp;You&amp;nbsp;made&lt;br /&gt;me do things that no other man in my whole life has made me do.&lt;br /&gt;You will be missed !! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am walking away from you physically, but please know that&lt;br /&gt;you will always be on my mind.&amp;nbsp; I pray for the unplanned glimpses &lt;br /&gt;that I may get of you.&amp;nbsp; That I'll&amp;nbsp;mindlessly&amp;nbsp;scan the channels on the tv &lt;br /&gt;desiring to sneak a peak of you in all your glory. Encouraging &lt;br /&gt;others, as you so confidently did to me,&amp;nbsp;enticing other people &lt;br /&gt;with your charm, your wit your humor,your abs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wait for me Tony!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My body&amp;nbsp;should be healed and healthy to rendevouz with you in &lt;br /&gt;about 6 weeks or so.&amp;nbsp; I'll miss you and I will always remember the &lt;br /&gt;beautiful words of wisdom you gave to me every single day. &lt;br /&gt;"Do your best and forget the rest!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Tony!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Monica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday June 2nd- Tummy Tuck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-6357703502936022372?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6357703502936022372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/breaking-up-is-hard-to-do.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6357703502936022372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6357703502936022372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/breaking-up-is-hard-to-do.html' title='Breaking Up is Hard to Do!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TAPk77zZMzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/7_8ZQp7eopY/s72-c/tony+horton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-8859469807210430416</id><published>2010-05-29T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T09:21:42.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackberry'/><title type='text'>My New Favorite Color</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TAEh5J3vqJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/PxwhOCftI58/s1600/8350i%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TAEh5J3vqJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/PxwhOCftI58/s320/8350i%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt;berry!!!&amp;nbsp; (I actually got the maroon one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially one of "those" people.&amp;nbsp; You know. Like you.&lt;br /&gt;The one&amp;nbsp;that walks around with their phone out constantly. &lt;br /&gt;Checking email, surfing the web, reading Facebook statuses.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm a little late to the party, but glad to finally be among &lt;br /&gt;all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-8859469807210430416?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8859469807210430416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-new-favorite-color.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8859469807210430416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8859469807210430416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-new-favorite-color.html' title='My New Favorite Color'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TAEh5J3vqJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/PxwhOCftI58/s72-c/8350i%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-3176478471019080829</id><published>2010-05-27T22:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:45:22.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nervousness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race for the Cure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school counseling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>A Year in Review</title><content type='html'>As some of you can relate, a&amp;nbsp;YEAR does not begin in January.&lt;br /&gt;It begins in August (Texas).&amp;nbsp; A year begins when school starts&lt;br /&gt;and ends when school starts the next year.&amp;nbsp; Well tomorrow is &lt;br /&gt;the official end of my school year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; HOT DAMN!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;IT'S SUMMER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; VACATION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only been blogging regularly since &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2009-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-06%3A00&amp;amp;updated-max=2010-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-06%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=1"&gt;January&lt;/a&gt;, and I'd&lt;br /&gt;like to take sometime to fill you in on my life this past &lt;br /&gt;"year".&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July 09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a 5 year, hard fought battle against Bladder Cancer, &lt;br /&gt;my precious daddy&amp;nbsp;was received into the arms of&amp;nbsp;his &lt;br /&gt;loving mother and father&amp;nbsp;in Heaven!&amp;nbsp; I can't begin to tell you &lt;br /&gt;how &lt;strong&gt;proud&lt;/strong&gt; I was of him for giving it his all AND for my&lt;br /&gt;mom, who nursed him to the best of her ability even as&lt;br /&gt;she fought her own battle against Breast Cancer.&amp;nbsp; The&lt;br /&gt;night before he died, I visited him and told him that I&lt;br /&gt;loved him and in a very faint whisper, I heard him say,&lt;br /&gt;"I love you too."&amp;nbsp; At 7 am on July 15th, I got the phone&lt;br /&gt;call from my crying brother, that he was gone!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 2 weeks before daddy died that my mom&lt;br /&gt;started throwing up.&amp;nbsp; Nerves, STRESS, not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to keep track of my running miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is still throwing up.&amp;nbsp; Can't keep food down.&amp;nbsp; Tests,&lt;br /&gt;and more tests.&amp;nbsp; Her Gallbladder has to come out.&amp;nbsp; Yea!&lt;br /&gt;That's easy enough.&amp;nbsp; Out it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing up, Headaches, dizziness.&amp;nbsp; WHAT THE CRUD!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Tests, and more tests. A family member suggests a head scan &lt;br /&gt;for mom.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I'm in the hallway with my students, and the school&lt;br /&gt;secretary comes up to me and says, "you have a phone call in&lt;br /&gt;the front office.&amp;nbsp; Go into my office and you can talk."&amp;nbsp; I HATE&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I GET URGENT PHONE CALLS"&amp;nbsp; (broken collar&lt;br /&gt;bone for Sugar, sick children in nurses offices).&amp;nbsp; I run to the &lt;br /&gt;office and it's my brother in law. "They found a tumor on &lt;br /&gt;your mom's brain."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; My world begins to spin.&amp;nbsp; I drop my students off in the &lt;br /&gt;school lobby, tell an assistant principal what happened&lt;br /&gt;and I was leaving immediately.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Surgery is performed.&amp;nbsp; The tumor is removed successfully&lt;br /&gt;with a great prognosis!&amp;nbsp; We're ecstatic!!&amp;nbsp; Mom is finally&lt;br /&gt;going to be better!&amp;nbsp; No more throwing up!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October - January&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ups and downs of helping a surviving parent with major medical&lt;br /&gt;issues.&amp;nbsp; I would like to give MAJOR kudos to my sister and brother&lt;br /&gt;in law.&amp;nbsp; They have taken the responsibility of offering primary care &lt;br /&gt;for&amp;nbsp;my mom.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mom&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;has pretty much lived with them (and their&lt;br /&gt;4 young childen) since December.&lt;br /&gt;My sister (a Labor/Delivery Nurse)&amp;nbsp;has been &amp;nbsp;mom's advocate,&lt;br /&gt;nurse, driver, daughter.&amp;nbsp; She has had to give up many of her work&lt;br /&gt;days to stay with mom take care of her needs.&amp;nbsp; It's been very tough &lt;br /&gt;financially for her family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December my brother proposes to his girlfriend of 2 years.&amp;nbsp; She&lt;br /&gt;has a lovely daughter and we are SO HAPPY for them.&amp;nbsp; We were&lt;br /&gt;fortunate enough to be in the room when he proposed to her on &lt;br /&gt;Christmas night.&amp;nbsp; Finally.... JOY in our family!!&amp;nbsp; 2009 has&lt;br /&gt;been a pretty sad year for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A doctor appointment is made.&amp;nbsp; A decision is made.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A Tummy Tuck&lt;br /&gt;will take place June 2nd.&amp;nbsp; I'm GIDDY with happines!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another big decision is made on the last day of 2009.&amp;nbsp; At&lt;br /&gt;1:30 in the a.m. New Years Eve, I&amp;nbsp;decide to run my first&lt;br /&gt;Half Marathon.&amp;nbsp;I swear I was completely sober. (I don't drink&lt;br /&gt;any alcohol)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is consumed with fear.&amp;nbsp; Anxiousness.&amp;nbsp; Nervousness.&lt;br /&gt;Doubt. Anticipation.&amp;nbsp; It's the 14th and wondering if I'm getting&lt;br /&gt;a valentine from my hubby is the last thing on my mind.&amp;nbsp; It's 6:30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm standing on some street in Austin about to run a my &lt;br /&gt;first (and so far my only) &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/austin-half-race-report.html"&gt;Half Marathon&lt;/a&gt;. I will go on the record as &lt;br /&gt;saying, that completing this race, actually running about 11 of the &lt;br /&gt;13 miles, will go down as one of my GREATEST personal &lt;br /&gt;accomplishments!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start actively planning a &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/much-about-monday.html"&gt;Master's program in School Counseling&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that after years, there is finally one in Texas that&lt;br /&gt;is almost entirely done online/distance learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;nbsp;have &amp;nbsp;two new &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/growing-family.html"&gt;additions&lt;/a&gt; to our family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still running some, but it has tapered off significantly since&lt;br /&gt;my marathon.&amp;nbsp; I believe my mileage from the end of July&lt;br /&gt;is in the lower 300's.&amp;nbsp; I'm very happy with this.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still worried about &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/brave-woman.html"&gt;mom&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Believe it or not, she's STILL &lt;br /&gt;throwing up!&amp;nbsp; Sister and I go to a Brain Cancer Survivors&lt;br /&gt;group meeting.&amp;nbsp; This night, there happens to be a rarity. &lt;br /&gt;A guest speaker.&amp;nbsp; A NeuroTherapist.&amp;nbsp; We listen to her &lt;br /&gt;lecture and talk to her afterwards.&amp;nbsp; We tell her about &lt;br /&gt;mom's symptoms and for the first time we hear about&lt;br /&gt;something called &lt;a href="http://www.lifenph.com/"&gt;Normal Pressure Hydrocephalus&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;THIS IS IT!!!&amp;nbsp; We know it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading a lot of your blogs and I'm&amp;nbsp;seeing a &lt;br /&gt;ton of&amp;nbsp;posts about this P90X program.&amp;nbsp; In a million years,&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I was "tough" enough to do it, but I'm laying &lt;br /&gt;in bed one Sunday night, ready to shut the TV off&amp;nbsp;and for some&lt;br /&gt;reason I&amp;nbsp;stop on the channel that says "Get ripped in 90 days".&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I've seen this program on the tv about 250 million times, as &lt;br /&gt;I channel surf, but never ever stopped on it, until this night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Actually, I had no idea what program this infomercial was &lt;br /&gt;advertising.&amp;nbsp; WOW!&amp;nbsp; It's that P90X program I've been &lt;br /&gt;reading about.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;SOLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;15th of April I begin my P90X program. It's tough&lt;br /&gt;but I'm loving it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run the &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/susan-g-komen-race-for-cure-5k-report.html"&gt;Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer 5K&lt;/a&gt; to honor my &lt;br /&gt;mom, 2 aunts and grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still working out with P90X.&amp;nbsp; Loving the way it's helped&lt;br /&gt;shape my body.&amp;nbsp; My arms are definately more tone and&lt;br /&gt;other parts as well.&amp;nbsp; I miss running, but my heart isn't into&lt;br /&gt;that right now.&amp;nbsp; My priority&amp;nbsp;as soon as I get home is completing&lt;br /&gt;my P90X program, so my energy is usually spent when&amp;nbsp;my&lt;br /&gt;workout is complete.&amp;nbsp; I"M NOT A MORNING PERSON,&lt;br /&gt;so working out twice a day is not in my plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin to heavily investigate this NPH and find&amp;nbsp;one of the&lt;br /&gt;best doctors there is to accurately diagnose this condition&lt;br /&gt;on mom.&amp;nbsp; Surgery to insert a shunt is scheduled and everything&lt;br /&gt;goes as planned.&amp;nbsp; I'm happy to report that this&amp;nbsp;has been the&lt;br /&gt;answer.&amp;nbsp; There are still some kinks to work out with mom's&lt;br /&gt;continued therapy and her shunt drainage level (as of 2 days&lt;br /&gt;ago) needs to be adjusted.&amp;nbsp; Easy process and non-invasive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/june-2nd-revealed.html"&gt;TUMMY TUCK!!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's the highlights of this past "year"!&amp;nbsp; I don't know &lt;br /&gt;what the rest of this summer holds. Only time will tell.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say, that I hope and pray the 2010-2011 school &lt;br /&gt;year will be better!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this again.&amp;nbsp; It's almost 10:30 p.m..&amp;nbsp; I probably won't&lt;br /&gt;proofread this until tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; If any of you read this and it&lt;br /&gt;sounds&amp;nbsp;like I'm a complete moron....my apologies.&amp;nbsp; I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;and ready to go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-3176478471019080829?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3176478471019080829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/year-in-review.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/3176478471019080829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/3176478471019080829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/year-in-review.html' title='A Year in Review'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-4924215434309044160</id><published>2010-05-23T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:02:50.666-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Jus' Stuff</title><content type='html'>Random thoughts on stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Been spending a lot of time at the rehab center with my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She is doing SO WELL!&amp;nbsp; It's wonderful to see the sparkle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;back in her eyes.&amp;nbsp; Still a ways to go, but we are EXTREMELY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;hopeful.&amp;nbsp; THANK YOU all for the comments on her, your &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;thoughts and definately your prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the comments related to my Tummy Tuck.&amp;nbsp; The procedure&lt;br /&gt;should take a couple of hours, the post op recovery about 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;and then I get to go home with a couple of drainage tubes.&amp;nbsp; The &lt;br /&gt;longer term recovery, after I get home, I will probably be an&lt;br /&gt;expert on my toes since I will be bent over like the hunchback&lt;br /&gt;of notre dame.&amp;nbsp; Then a week or so, I should be recovered well &lt;br /&gt;enough to do the "normal" things I usually do.&amp;nbsp; There will be &lt;br /&gt;absolutely no exercise for about 6 weeks or so.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;***************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;5 more days left in this school year!!&amp;nbsp; Can you see the smile on my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;face??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S_ndcb-oy_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/U9TuRdSHLds/s1600/big-smile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S_ndcb-oy_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/U9TuRdSHLds/s320/big-smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's late, I'm tired and have to get ready for school tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Forgive me for any grammatical or spelling errors...don't really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;feel like proof-reading.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Night night. Sleep tight. Don't let the bed bugs bite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-4924215434309044160?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4924215434309044160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/jus-stuff.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4924215434309044160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4924215434309044160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/jus-stuff.html' title='Jus&apos; Stuff'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S_ndcb-oy_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/U9TuRdSHLds/s72-c/big-smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-7046829947468545337</id><published>2010-05-20T11:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T11:07:50.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>June 2nd Revealed!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes Genetics Suck!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trait that ALL the women on my mom’s side of the family&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big, perky boobs? &lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(my hubby wishes)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flawless skin? &lt;em&gt;ummm No!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hairless chins? &lt;em&gt;Nope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I heard someone shout it out....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poochy Belly? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother, aunts, mom, sister and &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;!! No matter how far &lt;br /&gt;I run (Half Marathon), how hard I work out (5 weeks of P90X) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt; won’t go away. It just hangs there.&amp;nbsp; My legs look good, my &lt;br /&gt;arms are definitely showing improvement, chest is good, butt is &lt;br /&gt;ok, my Belly…POOCHY!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: &lt;br /&gt;My mom, as all of you know, has had a rough go with her health. &lt;br /&gt;She has lost a lot of weight and currently holds about 110 lbs on her &lt;br /&gt;5’2” frame. A couple weeks ago, she was at my house on Mother's &lt;br /&gt;day.&amp;nbsp; She was sitting in a chair next to me and I happened to look&lt;br /&gt;down at her belly and there &lt;strong&gt;IT &lt;/strong&gt;was…her POOCHY-ness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So…you ask….What’s June 2nd? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2nd I’m getting a Tummy Tuck and you know what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DESERVE IT!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve worked hard! I’ve run almost 400 miles since the end of &lt;br /&gt;last July (not near as a lot of you) but I’ve honestly tried. I’ve been &lt;br /&gt;consistent on my workouts and to not help the situation, &lt;br /&gt;I gave birth to my last child at the ripe old age of 39 &lt;br /&gt;(also known in the medical world as AMA- Advanced&lt;br /&gt;Maternal Age...how depressing that was) and dadgumit, my &lt;br /&gt;genetics don't give a crap about all my hard work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be honest and say I’m SUPER excited. Yesterday &lt;br /&gt;was my pre-op appointment to get all the last minute information &lt;br /&gt;and sign papers to agree not to sue him if he accidently cuts off my&lt;br /&gt;right index finger during the procedure….you know all the legal&lt;br /&gt;stuff.&amp;nbsp; I was going to get a tummy tuck&amp;nbsp;done last summer, but when I &lt;br /&gt;went for the consultation appointment and told them, Yes,&lt;br /&gt;I’m in, they selfishly wanted the cold, hard cash right then. uummm,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about all you, but I don’t usually carry $10,000 &lt;br /&gt;in my purse for random purchases. So I sadly told them never mind. &lt;br /&gt;Since then, we’ve been saving money and luckily I found a different &lt;br /&gt;surgeon that costs 40% less and does the procedure as a day &lt;br /&gt;surgery instead of a costly hospital stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you all mad at me? Do you think I’m cheating?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope not. I don’t feel like I’m cheating. &lt;br /&gt;I’ve tried y’all! I really have! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes Genetics Suck!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-7046829947468545337?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7046829947468545337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/june-2nd-revealed.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7046829947468545337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7046829947468545337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/june-2nd-revealed.html' title='June 2nd Revealed!!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-7965786789196104800</id><published>2010-05-17T10:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T10:34:56.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>There's nothing like a compliment that will push you to extreme&lt;br /&gt;motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday at work I walked up to &lt;strike&gt;gossip&lt;/strike&gt; talk with a co-worker&lt;br /&gt;and she looked at me closely and said, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;CoWorker: "Have you lost weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;"actually, no, i haven't lost any weight."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;CW:&amp;nbsp; "Have you been working out?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;"Hell yeah!!&amp;nbsp; P90X BABY!!&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; Yes I have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;CW:&amp;nbsp; "You can definately tell!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo hoo!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Comments like this&amp;nbsp;are what give me the&lt;br /&gt;motivation to keep working hard when I &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me&amp;nbsp;turn on the damn Yoga X dvd when I hate it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;It makes me workout as soon as I get home.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me do both Saturday and Sunday's workout&lt;br /&gt;on Saturday because I'm not going to be home all day on&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&amp;nbsp; (2 hours of P90X).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, I do miss my running.&amp;nbsp; I haven't run in a couple&lt;br /&gt;of weeks.&amp;nbsp; Millie has been folded up against the wall collecting&lt;br /&gt;dust.&amp;nbsp; This week I do plan on substituting the Cardio X dvd&lt;br /&gt;with jogging.&amp;nbsp; Thanks &lt;a href="http://bigbottomblogger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greta&lt;/a&gt; for the suggestion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************&lt;br /&gt;Mom update:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Mom's been moved to a physical rehab center.&amp;nbsp; We are very&lt;br /&gt;excited about the progress that she is showing.&amp;nbsp; Her walking&lt;br /&gt;has improved 100%, cognitive has greatly improved and a&lt;br /&gt;few other things as well.&amp;nbsp; The symptom we can't seem to totally&lt;br /&gt;get rid of is her throwing up.&amp;nbsp; It's so frustraing for her and us.&lt;br /&gt;It's not nausea at all, just random throwing up. Today will start &lt;br /&gt;the first of&amp;nbsp;5 hours/day of rehab.&amp;nbsp; Physical therapy, occupational &lt;br /&gt;therapy and speech therapy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Thank you all for the well wishes and prayers for my mom &lt;br /&gt;and our family.&amp;nbsp; We appreciate them!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************&lt;br /&gt;Summer Countdown:&amp;nbsp; 9 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************&lt;br /&gt;Coming Soon:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; The June 2nd plans revealed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-7965786789196104800?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7965786789196104800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/motivation.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7965786789196104800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7965786789196104800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-2016745932324299891</id><published>2010-05-13T12:43:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T14:23:25.233-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>Sorry about being MIA from my blog.&amp;nbsp; I know you all&lt;br /&gt;are all so devastated when you anxiously check your blog roll&lt;br /&gt;everyday and you sadly notice that I haven't posted anything new.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life for me has been a little chaotic.&amp;nbsp; My mom had surgery Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;morning...and we had to get her to the hospital early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Did I say morning? I meant before the crack of dawn&lt;br /&gt;actually.&amp;nbsp; I woke at 2:45 a.m. to get ready for my sister to pick &lt;br /&gt;me up at 3:30.&amp;nbsp; At 3:25 I get a text from her that she is running&lt;br /&gt;late (mom was moving pretty slow) and she would be at my house&lt;br /&gt;in about 15 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Aughhh. You mean I could have slept 15 &lt;br /&gt;more minutes this morning.&amp;nbsp; BUMMER!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove into San Antonio and arrived at the hospital a little after&lt;br /&gt;4:30 a.m.&amp;nbsp; Her surgery was scheduled to begin at 6:30 and started&lt;br /&gt;pretty much on time.&amp;nbsp; Her neurosurgeon inserted a shunt into&lt;br /&gt;her brain to help drain fluids that have been accumulating since &lt;br /&gt;her surgery last August.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We're really hoping and praying for a &lt;br /&gt;huge improvement in her cognitive abilities and her gait (walk).&lt;br /&gt;So far, there are some definate signs of progress.&amp;nbsp; We'll keep&lt;br /&gt;waiting and praying.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was "lecture day" in my health classes.&amp;nbsp; We are on the&lt;br /&gt;"Drug" chapter and I swear my students thought &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; was on drugs&lt;br /&gt;when I was lecturing.&amp;nbsp; I kept messing up my words, reading things&lt;br /&gt;wrong, confused....TIRED!!!&amp;nbsp; It's surprising the students didn't &lt;br /&gt;freak out and send me to the nurse to check and see if I was high.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get home from the hospital the night before until 10:30 or &lt;br /&gt;so.&amp;nbsp; After being up since 2:45 it was definately a LONG, LONG &lt;br /&gt;day, but that's ok, I can handle&amp;nbsp; being tired after seeing the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_84805234"&gt;bravest &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/brave-woman.html"&gt;woman I know&lt;/a&gt; laying in a hospital bed after her 2nd brain surgery &lt;br /&gt;in 9 months.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Got home from work yesterday and realized it was YOGA X day!&lt;br /&gt;CRAP, CRAP, CRAP!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Oh well!&amp;nbsp; My life could definatley be worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll have some time this afternoon to read and post on your&lt;br /&gt;blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-2016745932324299891?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2016745932324299891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/mia.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2016745932324299891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2016745932324299891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-6024788907961576369</id><published>2010-05-09T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T18:49:34.290-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Brave Woman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S-dJLlMuPNI/AAAAAAAAAOs/MwSRn2NYfng/s1600/IMG_0172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S-dJLlMuPNI/AAAAAAAAAOs/MwSRn2NYfng/s320/IMG_0172.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day to the bravest, strongest most faith filled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;woman I know!!&amp;nbsp; I love you with all my heart and can't wait until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;you are all better!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love ya ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Moni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sister: Marla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Brother: Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;MOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me: Monica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Photo Taken Thanksgiving 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-6024788907961576369?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6024788907961576369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/brave-woman.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6024788907961576369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6024788907961576369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/brave-woman.html' title='A Brave Woman!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S-dJLlMuPNI/AAAAAAAAAOs/MwSRn2NYfng/s72-c/IMG_0172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-4733591201747148472</id><published>2010-05-07T10:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T19:05:29.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Weekend Plans</title><content type='html'>Aaaaahhh!&amp;nbsp; It's almost the weekend.&amp;nbsp; All I know is I didn't &lt;br /&gt;pay to get up early, drive a minimum of 30 minutes, be completely&lt;br /&gt;nervous, wait in line at a port-o-potty and run.&amp;nbsp; I get to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE, LOVE SLEEPING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother's day weekend is a little up in the air.&amp;nbsp; My mom has&lt;br /&gt;been scheduled on rush orders to have a shunt put in on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Update:&amp;nbsp; It&amp;nbsp;is rescheduled for Tuesday May 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in a previous post, mom recently suffered from&lt;br /&gt;brain cancer and with the successful removal of the tumor, she&lt;br /&gt;has been retaining fluid in her brain and has what is called&lt;br /&gt;Normal Pressure Hydrocephalus.&amp;nbsp; Her symptoms are getting&lt;br /&gt;worse and her NeuroSurgeon has agreed to not wait until her&lt;br /&gt;original appt. on the 20th.&amp;nbsp; With everything we have been told&lt;br /&gt;and read,&amp;nbsp; "our mom" should return to us right after the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;We all have missed her energy, happiness and attentiveness the&lt;br /&gt;past 6 months and we hope and pray everything goes "textbook"&lt;br /&gt;and she comes back to us both physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she has to go into the hospital Sunday night, then we may&lt;br /&gt;move up our mother's day gathering, at our house, to Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started the 4th week of P90X.&amp;nbsp; The recovery week. &lt;br /&gt;Recovery week begins with my LEAST favorite workout...YOGA!!&lt;br /&gt;I will admit, I've gotten better with some of the poses and&lt;br /&gt;actually did one of the poses (for a few seconds) that I swore&lt;br /&gt;I would never be able to do.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running is still very minimal.&amp;nbsp; I actually haven't run since last&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's Race for the Cure 5K.&amp;nbsp; I'd like to try to hop on&lt;br /&gt;Millie tonight.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully my energy level and stamina will be high&lt;br /&gt;enough for me to get at least 3 miles in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day to all you blogger moms.&amp;nbsp; May your day&lt;br /&gt;be filled with an abundance of love, happiness, hugs, kisses&lt;br /&gt;and a well deserved NAP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-4733591201747148472?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4733591201747148472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/aaaaahhh-its-almost-weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4733591201747148472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4733591201747148472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/aaaaahhh-its-almost-weekend.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Weekend Plans'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-546200962655751341</id><published>2010-05-03T19:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:29:15.416-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squasher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>Yoga X - Teenager Style</title><content type='html'>Squasher has been bugging me non-stop to try the P90X YogaX&lt;br /&gt;routine.&amp;nbsp; My deal tonight with him was, "finish your&amp;nbsp; homework &lt;br /&gt;and you can Yoga X until DWTS comes on."&amp;nbsp; He had about 40&lt;br /&gt;minutes to show me his stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, he's 15 years old and as skinny as they get with &lt;br /&gt;tons of flexibility.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chaturanga Pose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99nAXJ0XXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_H32ujloHMI/s1600/P1010474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99nAXJ0XXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_H32ujloHMI/s320/P1010474.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting into Warrior 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99nbqixoII/AAAAAAAAAN8/gLQq5JIL-Eg/s1600/P1010475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99nbqixoII/AAAAAAAAAN8/gLQq5JIL-Eg/s320/P1010475.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to get the Triangle Pose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99noVzhLUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/xvzWnjKJu4I/s1600/P1010473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99noVzhLUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/xvzWnjKJu4I/s320/P1010473.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Reverse Warrior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99n0gfy46I/AAAAAAAAAOM/ASM5ul_GyM8/s1600/P1010476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99n0gfy46I/AAAAAAAAAOM/ASM5ul_GyM8/s320/P1010476.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Prayer Twist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99oCq0d3pI/AAAAAAAAAOU/FDpPlzwx9xw/s1600/P1010477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99oCq0d3pI/AAAAAAAAAOU/FDpPlzwx9xw/s320/P1010477.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Side Arm Balance (A pose that I will NEVER be able to do)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99oUUfixrI/AAAAAAAAAOc/-GiLSMnvFHY/s1600/P1010478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99oUUfixrI/AAAAAAAAAOc/-GiLSMnvFHY/s320/P1010478.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I promise, I do feed the boy...I hate to say, but he looks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;like he just walked out of a concentration camp...no offense to anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This was the last pose he did before DWTS.&amp;nbsp; He could have easily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;continued, but was pretty happy I made him stop.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My next husband&amp;nbsp;who I promise to share with &lt;a href="http://bigbottomblogger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greta&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99pGS0RMgI/AAAAAAAAAOk/T3gvlLTqOic/s1600/P1010479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99pGS0RMgI/AAAAAAAAAOk/T3gvlLTqOic/s320/P1010479.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I ♥ Tony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-546200962655751341?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/546200962655751341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/squasher-has-been-bugging-me-non-stop.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/546200962655751341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/546200962655751341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/squasher-has-been-bugging-me-non-stop.html' title='Yoga X - Teenager Style'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S99nAXJ0XXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_H32ujloHMI/s72-c/P1010474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-2231679416966353026</id><published>2010-05-01T16:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T16:10:56.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race for the Cure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure 5K Report</title><content type='html'>The alarm went off this morning at a very dark 5:20 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, I went into college mode: how can I get out of &lt;br /&gt;going?&amp;nbsp; (I use to come up with GREAT reasons to miss early&lt;br /&gt;morning classes)&amp;nbsp; Headache?&amp;nbsp; Turn off alarm and say I fell back&lt;br /&gt;to sleep? (this won't work since hubby is already awake and &lt;br /&gt;he'd wake my lazy butt up), nothing else I tried to scheme up &lt;br /&gt;in my mind seemed plausible, so I got up out of bed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug brought me some PB toast and a small glass of chocolate&lt;br /&gt;milk while I got my face on.&amp;nbsp; At 6:05 we were walking out&amp;nbsp;our &lt;br /&gt;door heading into downtown San Antonio.&amp;nbsp; (Alamodome)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual race didn't start until 8 a.m. but we needed to get &lt;br /&gt;downtown early to find parking&amp;nbsp;before they started closing &lt;br /&gt;streets down.&amp;nbsp; I was born and raised in San Antonio, but I will&lt;br /&gt;completely fess up and say I don't know how to navigate my &lt;br /&gt;way downtown.&amp;nbsp; One way streets, construction&amp;nbsp;always leave me&lt;br /&gt;totally lost.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Side Story:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; When I was taking drivers ed, at the tender age of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;15,&amp;nbsp;I was&amp;nbsp;driving downtown and the instructor sitting in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;passenger side seat actually had to use &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;HIS break.&amp;nbsp; At the time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I had never driven or seen anyplace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;where the stop lights were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;on the corners of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;the intersections, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;all I knew was the ones that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;strung across the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;street. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The weather was PERFECT for me.&amp;nbsp; Cloudy and in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid-60's.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Doug and I&amp;nbsp;walked about 4-5 blocks before we &lt;br /&gt;finally reached the gathering area.&amp;nbsp; (Doug is my "official" driver&lt;br /&gt;and photographer for my running events, when it's not &lt;br /&gt;football season.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yJnPno9AI/AAAAAAAAAMM/de-QoImZXKI/s1600/P1010452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yJnPno9AI/AAAAAAAAAMM/de-QoImZXKI/s320/P1010452.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Right before we entered the event area I ran into a co-teacher &lt;/div&gt;and friend. She was going to walk it with her 2 young daughters &lt;br /&gt;and hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yHTu_uQgI/AAAAAAAAALs/AHxsSg-0bgs/s1600/P1010450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yHTu_uQgI/AAAAAAAAALs/AHxsSg-0bgs/s320/P1010450.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I met a couple of family members at the Survivor Tent area &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and we all chatted and enjoyed some fun family time.&amp;nbsp; My 2&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;aunts that are Breast Cancer Survivors were taking the "Survivor"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;group picture and we didn't get a chance to see them today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yHsymTikI/AAAAAAAAAL0/SSQ3bVKAsmI/s1600/P1010451.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yHsymTikI/AAAAAAAAAL0/SSQ3bVKAsmI/s320/P1010451.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my 2 special cousins!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I made a quick trip to the "facility" and Doug and I walked to the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;starting line as it was getting close to start.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For those of you American Idol fans, Hayley Scarnato sang the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;national anthem with the San Antonio Spurs Coyote by her side.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was one of the prettiest renditions I've heard in a LONG time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yJAiSxJ8I/AAAAAAAAAME/0xwG-IlPxLM/s1600/spurs+coyote.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yJAiSxJ8I/AAAAAAAAAME/0xwG-IlPxLM/s320/spurs+coyote.bmp" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yI8RZrGEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1V0hHYPbgfg/s1600/hayley+scarnato.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yI8RZrGEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1V0hHYPbgfg/s320/hayley+scarnato.bmp" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;8:00 a.m. and it's time to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yJ_456IDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7piVs-M3UBY/s1600/P1010453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yJ_456IDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7piVs-M3UBY/s320/P1010453.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Waving to a really cute cameraman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yKRYvlO6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/RM4MgOi0ibM/s1600/P1010455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yKRYvlO6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/RM4MgOi0ibM/s320/P1010455.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Starting Line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yKe2Rv_xI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ddJcjlLY4Us/s1600/P1010457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yKe2Rv_xI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ddJcjlLY4Us/s320/P1010457.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Doug ran down&amp;nbsp;a couple hundred yards after the start to&amp;nbsp;take a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;picture of me before we headed up the big overpass hill.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yKxgwIiLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QT-RKSaloSs/s1600/P1010460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yKxgwIiLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QT-RKSaloSs/s320/P1010460.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There's that "hot" cameraman again!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yLUk_Qg-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/AnAvC_uCgW0/s1600/P1010461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yLUk_Qg-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/AnAvC_uCgW0/s320/P1010461.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mile 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Went pretty good.&amp;nbsp; I felt strong and when I passed the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1 mile marker I checked my watch and it was 8:10.&amp;nbsp; I was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;wearing my regular everyday watch so there's no splits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;or fancy things going to come from this run.&amp;nbsp; Right before &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;we hit the 1st mile, I ran up behind a woman, probably in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;her late 40's early 50's with a sign on her back that read,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Last chemo yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to beat this thing and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;remain strong!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; WOW!!!&amp;nbsp; Oh and she had a pink netted &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;tutu skirt on too!&amp;nbsp; Really cute and inspiring!&amp;nbsp; I wish I would&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;have tapped her on the back and told her something. Regret!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mile 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Starting to drag.&amp;nbsp; Thinking about stopping. I haven't &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;run in a little over a week, it's the end of my "cycle" and haven't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;run outside since February.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We actually ran in front of the Alamo during this mile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yMv2Bs-NI/AAAAAAAAAM8/_XYnKOssRUM/s1600/alamo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yMv2Bs-NI/AAAAAAAAAM8/_XYnKOssRUM/s320/alamo.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mile 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; This mile started ok and ended very tiring.&amp;nbsp; Ran down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;a hill and then immediately up the other side.&amp;nbsp; Turned a corner on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;to another street and I could see the balloons way, way far down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the end of the road.&amp;nbsp; I started to push myself a little harder as I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;kept an eye on the balloons that seemed to get further and further&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;away. (remember the movie The Shining?&amp;nbsp; The hallway gets &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;longer and longer as&amp;nbsp;the mother is&amp;nbsp;running down it...oyyy!&amp;nbsp; redrum!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As I kept running, I got a HORRIBLE rib stitch.&amp;nbsp; OUCH!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I tried to push through it as I kept my eyes on the balloons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;which were about 200 yards or so away.&amp;nbsp; I had to stop!&amp;nbsp; Very&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;disappointed.&amp;nbsp; I walked for about 30 seconds and the pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;lessened so I took off again. About 75 yards down, I noticed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the runners veering to the right. OH MAN!&amp;nbsp; The finish line was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;not where I thought it was.&amp;nbsp; There was another balloon arch to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;the right.&amp;nbsp;What a dork I am!&amp;nbsp; I was looking at the starting line &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;balloons thinking that was the finish line!&amp;nbsp; I knew that the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;starting and finish line were in separate places but in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;that moment&amp;nbsp;of tiredness and pain, I wasn't thinking clearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yOprD6UCI/AAAAAAAAANE/N2XH5APGwRA/s1600/P1010464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yOprD6UCI/AAAAAAAAANE/N2XH5APGwRA/s320/P1010464.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yOyMjXyHI/AAAAAAAAANM/JEk3bifsE7A/s1600/P1010465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yOyMjXyHI/AAAAAAAAANM/JEk3bifsE7A/s320/P1010465.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I really need to find shorts that don't ride up in between my legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yO6inSYlI/AAAAAAAAANU/704V6xMe03Y/s1600/P1010466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yO6inSYlI/AAAAAAAAANU/704V6xMe03Y/s320/P1010466.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Oohhh!&amp;nbsp; Those balloons!!&amp;nbsp; YES!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yPUPmqEXI/AAAAAAAAANc/R06bQFNsNaQ/s1600/P1010468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yPUPmqEXI/AAAAAAAAANc/R06bQFNsNaQ/s320/P1010468.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was really hoping to finish under 35 minutes, but I'll cut myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;some slack since I haven't run outside (or inside) in quite a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yPzpZNLVI/AAAAAAAAANk/qAoC83pXNcg/s1600/P1010471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yPzpZNLVI/AAAAAAAAANk/qAoC83pXNcg/s320/P1010471.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After the race Doug and I (after driving around the streets of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;downtown and going down some wrong streets) we drove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;to Ihop!&amp;nbsp; I could taste the french toast...nevermind. Way to many&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;people.&amp;nbsp; We ended up driving through a Taco Cabana drive thru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and I got a couple of breakfast tacos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We stopped at Home Depot and bought a new ceiling fan/light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for our living room, went to WalMart and got a few family things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;that we needed and lastly, to Academy Sporting good store &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and got a few things from there too!&amp;nbsp; Since we live about 20 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;minutes from any major department store, whenver were in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;SA we pick up things we need and end up spending WAY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;to much money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I can rest....for a bit.&amp;nbsp; I missed my P90X workout yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;because it was Plyometrics and I didn't want to do it the evening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;before my race.&amp;nbsp; Gotta get caught up with my next husband, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tony Horton!&amp;nbsp; :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This race was dedicated to my precious MOM!!&amp;nbsp; She has been to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HELL in back the past 5 years due to Breast cancer, the death of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;my father and Brain cancer and she's still fighting.&amp;nbsp; I thought of her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;often during my race.&amp;nbsp; She's had a double mastectomy, brain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;cancer and surgery, Chemo, Radiotion (twice), 2 spinal taps &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and she's still FIGHTING and WILL WIN!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yX_w7dtqI/AAAAAAAAANs/fWJ7SFpuSt4/s1600/P1010272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yX_w7dtqI/AAAAAAAAANs/fWJ7SFpuSt4/s320/P1010272.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mom with my daughter- Christmas 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Love you Mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-2231679416966353026?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2231679416966353026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/susan-g-komen-race-for-cure-5k-report.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2231679416966353026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2231679416966353026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/susan-g-komen-race-for-cure-5k-report.html' title='Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure 5K Report'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S9yJnPno9AI/AAAAAAAAAMM/de-QoImZXKI/s72-c/P1010452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-4775300964802455138</id><published>2010-04-29T21:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:14:25.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight struggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>Shedding</title><content type='html'>When I began my weight loss journey a little over 3 years ago,&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that as the weight slowly started to drop, that my body&lt;br /&gt;started to morph in a very surprising way (to me).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started in&amp;nbsp;my face.&amp;nbsp; I clearly observed that I looked less bloated.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;(I hate that word: bloated) Next&amp;nbsp;came my shoulders and arms, &lt;br /&gt;followed by my back, abs and stomach area.&amp;nbsp; During the time&lt;br /&gt;my body was "shedding layers" was when I became a jogger, &lt;br /&gt;this clearly helped my legs firm up.&amp;nbsp; The slowest and hardest&lt;br /&gt;part of my body to lose inches in is my ab/stomach area.&lt;br /&gt;This is a genetic&amp;nbsp;characteristic that &lt;strong&gt;clearly&lt;/strong&gt; runs through the &lt;br /&gt;women in my&amp;nbsp;family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(more&amp;nbsp;on that in a later post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the last year, i've put back on 15 lbs from the total of 45 that I &lt;br /&gt;originally lost.&amp;nbsp; My body has become a bit fuller in my chest, arms, back,&lt;br /&gt;all the parts that melted away with my original weight loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, the past 2 and half weeks I have been dedicated&lt;br /&gt;to the P90X program.&amp;nbsp; Tonight, I looked at my body closely in&lt;br /&gt;the mirror, and I saw IT again!&amp;nbsp; My face looks less bloated, my&lt;br /&gt;arms are &lt;strong&gt;DEFINATELY&lt;/strong&gt; toner &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(squealing with delight),&lt;/span&gt; my chest &lt;br /&gt;and upper waist look narrower, my legs look the best they've &lt;br /&gt;been since I was in college.&amp;nbsp; My abs/stomach have a changed &lt;br /&gt;a bit, but it's definately my TROUBLE spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest&amp;nbsp;disappointment right now&amp;nbsp;is that I could be running &lt;br /&gt;more.&amp;nbsp; As soon as I get home from work, I go in my closet &lt;br /&gt;change clothes and put my P90X program on.&amp;nbsp; I don't turn the &lt;br /&gt;TV on until I'm ready to begin working out nor do I turn on the &lt;br /&gt;computer, because if I did, I'd still be sitting in front of it an hour &lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with my body right now...but don't&amp;nbsp;quote&amp;nbsp;me on that,&lt;br /&gt;my attitude on this could change at the drop of a hat!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-4775300964802455138?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4775300964802455138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-i-began-my-weight-loss-journey.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4775300964802455138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4775300964802455138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-i-began-my-weight-loss-journey.html' title='Shedding'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-385958346423739576</id><published>2010-04-27T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:02:36.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight struggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>I think it's happening!&amp;nbsp; Changes!&amp;nbsp; Changes to my body!&amp;nbsp; Good&lt;br /&gt;changes to my body.&amp;nbsp; Nothing huge, just suddle.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arms are looking a bit toner, my abs are a little bit stronger &lt;br /&gt;looking and my legs continue to look good.&amp;nbsp; I give most of the&lt;br /&gt;credit&amp;nbsp;of my toned legs to&amp;nbsp;my jogging routine the past couple of &lt;br /&gt;years but&amp;nbsp;I do know that my current workout routine&amp;nbsp;has helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight hasn't changed and I'm not expecting it to right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The P90X doesn't promise changes in 2 weeks, it's a 90 day &lt;br /&gt;program and I know that good things don't always happen &lt;br /&gt;overnight...or in 13 days. I'll wait. I'll be patient! I'll keep&lt;br /&gt;on trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may&amp;nbsp;recognize my workout routine.&amp;nbsp; I find a new &lt;br /&gt;gadget (dvd, balance ball, step, weights, ab-cruncher, thigh&lt;br /&gt;master), I get excited and use it for about 3-4 days and then &lt;br /&gt;it sits in a&amp;nbsp;corner of my room.&amp;nbsp;The new-ness, fun, novelty all &lt;br /&gt;wear off and I'm back to doing&amp;nbsp;nothing.&amp;nbsp; My proudest exercise &lt;br /&gt;routine that has stuck with me is running.&amp;nbsp; I don't run as much &lt;br /&gt;as I use to when I first started, but I still run some everyweek.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;My FB page has a&amp;nbsp;graph I use from &lt;a href="http://www.tickerfactory.com/ezticker/ticker_designer.php"&gt;TickerFactory&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;,&amp;nbsp; I created &lt;br /&gt;it at the very end of last July with a goal of running 100 miles &lt;br /&gt;before December.&amp;nbsp; By the time December had come around, &lt;br /&gt;my goal had been raised to 150 since I reached 100 before &lt;br /&gt;the end of October. 150 came quickly, and in January my new &lt;br /&gt;goal was raised to &lt;strong&gt;365&lt;/strong&gt; before the end of our school year &lt;br /&gt;(end of May). Right now my current mileage is 323.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The&lt;br /&gt;365 would&amp;nbsp;mean a mile a day for a whole year&amp;nbsp;done in&lt;br /&gt;less than a year.&amp;nbsp; There is a reason why I'm stopping the&lt;br /&gt;mileage count at the end of&amp;nbsp;May.&amp;nbsp; I've got something HUGE&lt;br /&gt;planned for June 2 that will interfere with my exercise routine.&lt;br /&gt;It will actually halt my P90X as well...I'll probably have to&lt;br /&gt;start it over, but that's ok.&amp;nbsp; I have confidence in my desire to&lt;br /&gt;get back into it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you curious yet??&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'll keep you&amp;nbsp;all in suspenders&lt;br /&gt;a little bit longer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-385958346423739576?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/385958346423739576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/changes.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/385958346423739576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/385958346423739576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-5618397364276165287</id><published>2010-04-24T10:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T10:52:19.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race for the Cure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>5K Just Around the Corner</title><content type='html'>It's been over 2 and half months since my last race, actually&lt;br /&gt;my first ever &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/austin-half-race-report.html"&gt;half marathon&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Next Saturday I will be running&lt;br /&gt;in (for the 3rd time) the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure.&lt;br /&gt;This is an unbelievably upbeat event that brings together survivors&lt;br /&gt;family members, friends of loved ones who have been effected&lt;br /&gt;by breast cancer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/monday-moments.html"&gt;family&lt;/a&gt; is no exception to this.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the first time I try to run a good time&amp;nbsp;for this race.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I actually signed up as a competitive runner and they sent &lt;br /&gt;me a timing strip for my shoe.&amp;nbsp; In the past I've always started in &lt;br /&gt;the midst of the walkers and this would leave me weaving &lt;br /&gt;through and dodging around all the walkers, dogs and strollers. &lt;br /&gt;By the time it would be over I'm sure I actually would have &lt;br /&gt;run about 4 miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to maybe see an improvement in my running &lt;br /&gt;strength since I will be 2 and half weeks into my P90X training.&lt;br /&gt;My actual running has been at a stand still this past week.&amp;nbsp; I&lt;br /&gt;only put in 1 mile after a P90X workout.&amp;nbsp; I have my Shoulders&lt;br /&gt;and Back workout today (as soon as i'm done blogging) and&lt;br /&gt;Ab Ripper.&amp;nbsp; Since it's just upper body today, hopefully i'll feel&lt;br /&gt;up to&amp;nbsp;running a few on Millie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The routine on race day is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get up super early Saturday&lt;br /&gt;2. Drive to San Antonio to my aunt's house (survivor)&lt;br /&gt;3. Wait for other aunt to arrive (another survivor) with &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; her daughter and another cousin&lt;br /&gt;4. Load up in a vehicle and drive to downtown San Antonio&lt;br /&gt;5. Walk to the Alamodome where the race starts&lt;br /&gt;6. Walk around and try to nab as many Freebee things as &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; possible&lt;br /&gt;7. Start race at 8 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;8. Wait around forever because the rest of my family walks&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the 5K&lt;br /&gt;9. Load up in the vehicle and head to IHOP for some &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; French Toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm co-hosting a couple's wedding shower tonight for our &lt;br /&gt;head coach's son.&amp;nbsp; Quite a few of the coach's wives are in &lt;br /&gt;as co-hostesses.&amp;nbsp; Our role is pretty limited.&amp;nbsp; It is being held at&lt;br /&gt;someone's VERY BIG, FANCY house and all we were told&lt;br /&gt;was to make brownies, cookies and bring our checkbooks. &lt;br /&gt;I"M VERY NERVOUS about the checkbook comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-5618397364276165287?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5618397364276165287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/5k-just-around-corner.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5618397364276165287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5618397364276165287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/5k-just-around-corner.html' title='5K Just Around the Corner'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-446039840265632206</id><published>2010-04-21T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:42:42.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want Toys!!</title><content type='html'>Ok all of you in Bloggie Land...who do you have to sleep with&lt;br /&gt;to get all those free toys and goodies from the companies to &lt;br /&gt;try out and give away?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a free wireless walkman, Bondi bands, water bottles,&lt;br /&gt;runners skirts, comfy socks, gift cards.&amp;nbsp; How come nobody &lt;br /&gt;is sending them to me?&amp;nbsp; I'm a nice person!&amp;nbsp; I want to play too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(just kidding about the "who do you have to sleep with" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;comment)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-446039840265632206?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/446039840265632206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-toys.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/446039840265632206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/446039840265632206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-toys.html' title='I Want Toys!!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-366288012122583763</id><published>2010-04-20T20:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:41:21.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biggest Loser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jillian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight struggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America&apos;s Next Top Model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Week #1 P90X - Check!!</title><content type='html'>I've officially got week of 1 P90X under my belt.&amp;nbsp; I did it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my "rest" day which means there is no DVD to&lt;br /&gt;workout to.&amp;nbsp; I'm planning on hopping on Millie and hoping&lt;br /&gt;to get at least 5 miles done during ANTM.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first week thoughts of P90X are still the same.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad &lt;br /&gt;I got it and it's pretty fun to do.&amp;nbsp; He switches the exercises quickly&lt;br /&gt;so you don't get bored.&amp;nbsp; Usually the longest you do an exercise is &lt;br /&gt;1 minute and then he switches to something else.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes you &lt;br /&gt;do circuits.&amp;nbsp; The same three exercises are repeated, but that &lt;br /&gt;doesn't seem to be the norm in week 1-3 exercises.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are someone who has done a lot of exercise DVD's, then&lt;br /&gt;P90X is&amp;nbsp;DEFINATELY something you can do.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of&amp;nbsp;the yoga moves remind me of the Jillian and&lt;br /&gt;Biggest Loser DVD's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays Kenpro workout was reminescent of Billy Blanks Tae&lt;br /&gt;Bo Workouts.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're considering this but think it might be too hard, think&lt;br /&gt;again!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;YOU CAN DO THIS!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if someone can just give me the name of a DVD that&lt;br /&gt;will keep me from eating 2 slices of pizza along with my lunch &lt;br /&gt;that would be GREAT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-366288012122583763?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/366288012122583763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/week-1-p90x-review.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/366288012122583763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/366288012122583763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/week-1-p90x-review.html' title='Week #1 P90X - Check!!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-7685648271691990469</id><published>2010-04-18T18:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:13:48.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jillian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squasher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>Family Pride!!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; My Sugar competed in the District Track meet and placed &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 2nd place.&amp;nbsp; He barely missed 14' (last week he&amp;nbsp;vaulted a&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; personal best of 14'3".&amp;nbsp; This place will enable him to compete,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; in 2 weeks, at the Regional track meet.&amp;nbsp; If he comes in the &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; top 2 (or 3 can't remember), then he gets to participate in&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; the State Track meet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm very proud of him.&amp;nbsp; He's just a&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; sophomore and already doing so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8uKzGxQd7I/AAAAAAAAALU/OfTVcwsLwks/s1600/boerne+pv+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8uKzGxQd7I/AAAAAAAAALU/OfTVcwsLwks/s320/boerne+pv+2.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sugar vaulting at a track meet a few weeks ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; My Squasher (freshman) competed in the Junior Varsity&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Pole Vault.&amp;nbsp; He jumped his personal best of 9'6" and &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; barely touched the pole at 10'.&amp;nbsp; Squasher is a very skinny guy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; He doesn't have the strength yet to get as high as his brother &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; did last year, but he's happy with where he is and the progress&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; that he has made.&amp;nbsp; We're happy too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8uK5ziRnOI/AAAAAAAAALc/66BF664rL28/s1600/boerne+pv.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8uK5ziRnOI/AAAAAAAAALc/66BF664rL28/s320/boerne+pv.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Squasher&amp;nbsp;vaulting at a track meet a few weeks ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; My husband, Doug is the Pole Vault coach at the HS and&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;has done a terrific job at coaching our boys.&amp;nbsp; Doug has&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; had at least one of his vaulters make it to the Regional track&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; meet for the past 12 years in a row.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8uLIdxPPWI/AAAAAAAAALk/yAX8puOVdM0/s1600/2661_1097338319947_1421303550_30274464_6023649_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8uLIdxPPWI/AAAAAAAAALk/yAX8puOVdM0/s320/2661_1097338319947_1421303550_30274464_6023649_n.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taken last year at one of Sugar's track meets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me...I've just finished day 4 of P90X.&amp;nbsp; It's been pretty intense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;but I really, really like it and am glad I bought this workout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday's Shoulders and Arms were tough...my arms are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;definately my weakest part so that makes&amp;nbsp;an hours&amp;nbsp;worth of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;work, using weights, a bit&amp;nbsp;painful.&amp;nbsp; Plyometrics was ok and todays &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yoga was long and hard.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe it when I turned it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;on and it said 1 hour and 30 minutes.&amp;nbsp; I've&amp;nbsp;never done Yoga &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;for that long.&amp;nbsp; 30 minutes was my max and i've only done Yoga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;a few time in my life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Again, having weak arms and wrists &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;makes some&amp;nbsp;of the&amp;nbsp;Yoga moves&amp;nbsp;tough,&amp;nbsp;but I fought through it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and did it!&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong, I'm still a novice at&amp;nbsp; all the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;moves but I'm proud of what I did do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Also, yesterday after Arms and Shoulders, I waited a couple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;hours and then thought I'd see if I could get a mile or so in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;on Millie.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe how strong I felt it!&amp;nbsp; I went 3 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Could the P90X already be making me strong.&amp;nbsp; Maybe. I'd &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;also like to give credit to Jillian Michaels Shred and Trouble &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Zone DVD that I used while waiting for P90X to arrive.&amp;nbsp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;actually believe that these have also helped with the fact&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;that I'm really not that sore from the 4 days of P90X.&amp;nbsp; I'm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;working my tail off, but I do think I had some good warm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ups with Jillian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-7685648271691990469?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7685648271691990469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/family-pride.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7685648271691990469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7685648271691990469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/family-pride.html' title='Family Pride!!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8uKzGxQd7I/AAAAAAAAALU/OfTVcwsLwks/s72-c/boerne+pv+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-2843917558539437996</id><published>2010-04-15T20:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:37:06.171-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>Day 1- P90X Review and STD's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Day 1- In the book!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;Chest and Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;First I have to say that I couldn't do the pull ups just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I put together my Pull up bar but in order to hook it to the &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;door frame, I really need my husband to be responsible for&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;putting it up, that way if it rips the trim off the door, I won't&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;feel guilty.&amp;nbsp; I tried to do myself, but there really wasn't a gap&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;behind the frame to slide the little gadget in there that holds&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;the bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I modified the pull ups a bit, by using a band.&amp;nbsp; I was caught&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;off guard that the guy in the video was making the pull up &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;motion by pulling on the metal bar thing from the ceiling &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and since I don't have metal bars running across my bedroom &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ceiling I just used the bands and did military presses instead.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The push ups absolutely SUCK!!&amp;nbsp; Or maybe I should say&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;I SUCK AT PUSH UPS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I probably start the push ups going down (from my knees)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;about 6-7 inches and by the time I'm done with the timed &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;rep, I'm going down about 2 inches.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;With about 15 minutes left in this dvd, my sister called to talk&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;about my mom's dr. appt. today, so I have to guiltily say that&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I took about a 15 minute break in the middle of the chest/back&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;workout.&amp;nbsp; I promise you all that I picked up where I left off &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;when we hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;Ab Ripper X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have to say that I actually liked this workout.&amp;nbsp; I felt like I could&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;actually do a lot of the&amp;nbsp;exercises he did in a way that I think &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;were pretty good. (not great, but good).&amp;nbsp; It seemed like I felt &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;a good bit of muscle heaviness in my Quads as I did these &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"&gt;Day 1 Pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think I'm going to wait until the 30 day mark and then show &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;before and after pictures then.&amp;nbsp; I had to have my Sunshine stand&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;on a chair and take my pictures.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;After Burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's been about 30 minutes since I finished my day 1 workout&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and my shoulders are already feeling a bit heavy and tired.&amp;nbsp;I &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;just know that tomorrow will hold some serious muscle pain&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;in my arms and abs.&amp;nbsp; I took the day off of work tomorrow, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I plan on doing day 2 Plyometrics tomorrow morning &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;after the kids go to school. My son is going to be vaulting &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;in the big district track meet and since he's scheduled to vault&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;right about the time school is letting out for me,&amp;nbsp;there's no way&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I would be able to pick up Banana and Sunshine from their &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;schools and make it into San Antonio to see him vault. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Also, I have a guest&amp;nbsp; speaker scheduled to speak to my &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Health classes tomorrow and he will be talking to &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;them&amp;nbsp; about &lt;strong&gt;STD's&lt;/strong&gt;...and he's got a "graphic" powerpoint,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;to totally scare the kids from having sex, to go with his lecture.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I hope I don't have any kids faint again...oh&amp;nbsp;well, I guess if&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;your going to faint, it's best if you do it in front of a Doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Toodles!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-2843917558539437996?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2843917558539437996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-1-p90x-review.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2843917558539437996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/2843917558539437996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-1-p90x-review.html' title='Day 1- P90X Review and STD&apos;s'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-8545968140020510546</id><published>2010-04-14T21:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:20:07.319-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America&apos;s Next Top Model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>Let the Pain Begin</title><content type='html'>Sunshine opened up the mailbox this afternoon and &lt;br /&gt;there &lt;strong&gt;"it"&lt;/strong&gt; was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 10 days, via Columbus Ohio, Indiannapolis &lt;br /&gt;Indiana, Hodgkins Illinois, Houston Texas and finally&lt;br /&gt;DELIVERED....Spring Branch Texas.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8ZvBdR8owI/AAAAAAAAALM/7XYQSJPLyXw/s1600/p90x_04%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8ZvBdR8owI/AAAAAAAAALM/7XYQSJPLyXw/s320/p90x_04%5B1%5D.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Got in mi' casa, got settled, and then popped in the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Bring It" DVD, as suggested by the insert in the box.&amp;nbsp;I must &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;say, it looks like it's going to be 'er um...challenging but very &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;rewarding!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I watched the "extra" workout that is on the Bring It DVD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and I was happy to see that he has the woman showing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;modified versions of the exercises.&amp;nbsp; I'm happy that Tony &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;doesn't expect everyone to be a "Super Stud".&amp;nbsp; I mean,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know &lt;strong&gt;I'M&lt;/strong&gt; a Super Stud, but not all of you are.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;hee hee&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I scanned the instruction books and really want to spend a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;little more time&amp;nbsp;reading them before I jump into the program.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I still have to get Doug to install the pull up bar somewhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;in my workout room &lt;strike&gt;bedroom&lt;/strike&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Doug watched some of the exercises with me today and just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;about every exercise&amp;nbsp;Tony and his crew would do,&amp;nbsp;Doug&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;would say, "our boys do that, but we call it...&amp;nbsp;We do that too..."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(he's a high school football coach).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Doug also said that he is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;expecting to be VERY SORE after doing some of these with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;me.&amp;nbsp; He did not commit to doing all the&amp;nbsp;workouts that I do, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;just the ones when he doesn't have to grade a ton of Geometry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;papers, work late, do house stuff, or isn't dead dog tired from &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;his 12+ hour days.&amp;nbsp;Doug's days begin at 6:30 am&amp;nbsp;and end &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;sometimes after 8 pm...and football season, forget about it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;he's NEVER home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'll give myself a couple days to look over the materials that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;came with the DVD's and then hopefully try to start the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;program this weekend.&amp;nbsp; In the meantime, I busted out a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5 miler on Millie tonight during the America's Next Top &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Model episode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A question to those of you P90Xers...what happens if you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;are unable to get a workout in EVERY SINGLE DAY? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you miss a day or two? Do you have to start the week &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;over?&amp;nbsp; I'm sure that info. is in the book, just thought I'd get &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;some advice&amp;nbsp;from my&amp;nbsp;"expert" bloggie friends. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp; Put in a total of 9 miles&amp;nbsp;in 2 days on Millie.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday I&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;ran 6 and felt REAL GOOD.&amp;nbsp; Today's 3&amp;nbsp;was a little bit &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;tougher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp; Made a quick visit during my lunch period today to get &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;another temporary crown put on until my permanent Gold &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;one comes in on Thursday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; **When I found out i was getting a gold crown, I told my &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;2 older sons (who go to school where I teach) that I &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; was getting a Gold tooth.&amp;nbsp; They thought it was cool &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; until I told them it was going to on my top, front tooth.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They were speechless and so very happy that I was &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp; Thanks for all the nice compliments on the pictures of &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;me and hubby on my previos post and the one before that&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;of my kiddos in the Texas Bluebonnets!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; According to UPS tracking, my P90X is currently in Houston&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Texas.&amp;nbsp; Should be in my neck of the woods by Tuesday or &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wednesday at the latest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp; Loving that I finally got off my butt and made me some sugar&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; free Jello with Sugar free Cool Whip.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp; 18 more days until my next race - &lt;a href="http://www.komensanantonio.org/"&gt;Susan G. Komen Race&lt;/a&gt; for&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the Cure 5K.&amp;nbsp; In honor&amp;nbsp;of my brave Mother and 2 of my &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; maternal aunts and the memory of my precious Grandmother....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I think I ought to just have a double mastectomy&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;before the inevitable happens.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp; Happy Spring!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-1796873054608637649?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1796873054608637649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/monday-moments.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/1796873054608637649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/1796873054608637649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/monday-moments.html' title='Monday Moments'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-8199674710895872700</id><published>2010-04-11T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T14:37:04.003-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teeth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughing at people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Losing My Crown Before the Prom</title><content type='html'>To those of you that may be new to my blog, I am a High School&lt;br /&gt;Health teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning I was scheduled to administer the ACT test&lt;br /&gt;to eager,&lt;strike&gt; bored&lt;/strike&gt;, happy, &lt;strike&gt;tired&lt;/strike&gt;, motivated high school juniors and&lt;br /&gt;seniors.&amp;nbsp; I arrived to the school library at 7:30.&amp;nbsp;Friends of mine&lt;br /&gt;were there to&amp;nbsp;work it too and more importantly donuts had been&lt;br /&gt;bought.&amp;nbsp; Actually, I was hoping for breakfast tacos, but donuts &lt;br /&gt;are ok.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my 1st &lt;strike&gt;(2nd),&lt;/strike&gt; donut I felt something stuck to the back of&lt;br /&gt;my tooth, that was fitted with a temporary crown this past &lt;br /&gt;Thursday a.m.&amp;nbsp; I reached back there to dislodge the last piece&lt;br /&gt;of delicious donut, and felt something a bit harder than a donut&lt;br /&gt;crumb...my darn temporary crown came off.&amp;nbsp; AUGHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday morning, no dentists work on Saturday morning or&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, so I immediately knew that I was going to be stuck with&lt;br /&gt;this situation for a couple of days.&amp;nbsp; My Large Diet Dr. Pepper&lt;br /&gt;from Sonic had to be strategically drank by biting down on the&lt;br /&gt;inside of my left cheek while I drank.&amp;nbsp; It didn't take long&lt;br /&gt;to feel the god awful lightning bolt shoot threw my mouth &lt;br /&gt;when my first sip of Diet Dr. Pepper hit the exposed tooth part.&lt;br /&gt;I began to panic a bit wondering if I would be able to eat anything&lt;br /&gt;for the next few days until I could get a hold of my dentist.&amp;nbsp;My &lt;br /&gt;next thought was, hmmm, if I can't eat, i'll lose some weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dentist gave me some glue to use after my appt. last week&lt;br /&gt;in case this situation occurred. So,before testing started, I went to &lt;br /&gt;the restroom and put some of the glue on the tooth and tried to fit it &lt;br /&gt;on my exposed nerve endings in the back upper left portion of my &lt;br /&gt;mouth, that I couldn't see even contorting my head in different &lt;br /&gt;positions while&amp;nbsp;looking in the mirror.&amp;nbsp; When I gave up trying to &lt;br /&gt;fit the tooth in my mouth, I pulled it out and half of the crown &lt;br /&gt;just crumbled in my fingers.&amp;nbsp;POWDERED!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After testing, I drove home and tested my eating skillz with a &lt;br /&gt;couple of pieces of toast.&amp;nbsp; I learned that if I could only chew&lt;br /&gt;on my right side it wouldn't set the alarms off in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 4:00 Doug and I were dressed to go to the Prom for&lt;br /&gt;the school that we both work at.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8Ifap9lcwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ATHrbhD2T-s/s1600/P1010441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8Ifap9lcwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ATHrbhD2T-s/s320/P1010441.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8IfhF1EG7I/AAAAAAAAALE/nArM2VNHTeE/s1600/P1010442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8IfhF1EG7I/AAAAAAAAALE/nArM2VNHTeE/s320/P1010442.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, the Math dept. had to be the chaperones and since &lt;br /&gt;Doug is a math teacher...he had to go, and I chose to be his date &lt;br /&gt;for the eveing.&amp;nbsp; He promised to take me to eat at Cracker&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Barrel.&amp;nbsp; yummyy!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;It's really cool seeing all the kids dressed up in the pretty gowns and &lt;br /&gt;nice tuxedos or suits.&amp;nbsp; What was more fun though, was that the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;hotel that we were having prom at was also housing hundreds &lt;br /&gt;of Gymnasts from around the country that had just competed &lt;br /&gt;in a competition at the local University.&amp;nbsp; Their competition was &lt;br /&gt;over and&amp;nbsp;for them, it was a night of semi- formal social time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Their&amp;nbsp;banquet hall&amp;nbsp;was just past the&amp;nbsp;hall where our prom was &lt;br /&gt;being held, this meant they all had to walk by us to get to their &lt;br /&gt;banquet facility.&amp;nbsp; All I can say is OMG!!&amp;nbsp; The dresses on a lot of the &lt;br /&gt;girl gymnasts were TIGHT, SHORT, LOW CUT and some of &lt;br /&gt;them were all 3 of these on the same girl.&amp;nbsp; I'll tell you, that was &lt;br /&gt;the best part of the evening, watching the college age (some drunk), &lt;br /&gt;gymnasts walking by us trying to walk in high heels. It was FUNNY! &lt;br /&gt;Some even tryed to sneak into our prom!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the prom was fun, OUR kids did and looked great, and &lt;br /&gt;I have learned to eat and drink on one side of my mouth!&amp;nbsp; What &lt;br /&gt;a great weekend!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-8199674710895872700?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8199674710895872700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/losing-my-crown-before-prom.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8199674710895872700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8199674710895872700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/losing-my-crown-before-prom.html' title='Losing My Crown Before the Prom'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S8Ifap9lcwI/AAAAAAAAAK8/ATHrbhD2T-s/s72-c/P1010441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-5295620399095970333</id><published>2010-04-07T22:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:23:04.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>P90X Nesting</title><content type='html'>Just like when I was about to&amp;nbsp;give birth to&amp;nbsp;my 3 boys...I feel like &lt;br /&gt;I'm "Nesting" again.&amp;nbsp; Some of you may remember: the Cleaning,&lt;br /&gt;buying things in preparation, arranging the "special" room for &lt;br /&gt;your&amp;nbsp;soon to be &lt;em&gt;special delivery&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's what I've been doing the last couple of days.&amp;nbsp; I'm&lt;br /&gt;planning, arranging things in my head and in my room, going to &lt;br /&gt;Academy and purchasing the needed supplies waiting for my&lt;br /&gt;soon to be &lt;em&gt;special delivered&lt;/em&gt;...P90X.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Iron-Total-Upper-Body-Workout/dp/B001ND04U4"&gt;Iron Gym Extreme Workout Bar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S71Igm4TrSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Fiwm9kZ9aJU/s1600/workout+bar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S71Igm4TrSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Fiwm9kZ9aJU/s320/workout+bar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I can hardly wait to hang upside down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;like a Bat, in my bedroom!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2- 12 lb. weights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S71I8TXb3FI/AAAAAAAAAKk/QEa-Ztau-lM/s1600/12+lb+weights.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S71I8TXb3FI/AAAAAAAAAKk/QEa-Ztau-lM/s320/12+lb+weights.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The best thing about this type of "&lt;strong&gt;nesting&lt;/strong&gt;" is that when it's all over, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I should be looking like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S71J2_wQsfI/AAAAAAAAAKs/5yetTHXWr4Y/s1600/fit+woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S71J2_wQsfI/AAAAAAAAAKs/5yetTHXWr4Y/s320/fit+woman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and not this:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S71KM1_AjUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pKBdPJ6FG24/s1600/pregnant+belly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S71KM1_AjUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pKBdPJ6FG24/s320/pregnant+belly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even better, about it all, I won't have to wake 2-3 times per night to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;go to the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; woo hoo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-5295620399095970333?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5295620399095970333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/p90x-nesting.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5295620399095970333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5295620399095970333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/p90x-nesting.html' title='P90X Nesting'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S71Igm4TrSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Fiwm9kZ9aJU/s72-c/workout+bar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-4934153281267351436</id><published>2010-04-05T17:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:34:19.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An A$$ Whoopin' is on the way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S7phQ9ENwMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dKREFusy2dw/s320/p90x_04%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beachbody.com/product/fitness_programs/p90x.do"&gt;P90X&lt;/a&gt; has been ordered and should be at my home gym&lt;br /&gt;(er, bedroom) in about 5-7 days!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been contemplating this for quite sometime now and some&lt;br /&gt;of you have been encouraging me to give it a whirl.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got in bed last night &lt;strike&gt;detoxing off of easter candy&lt;/strike&gt; and flipped &lt;br /&gt;through some channels and for the first time ever, I actually &lt;br /&gt;stopped on the show that said "Get Ripped In 90 Days".&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;This infomercial is constantly&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;about 15 satellite channels &lt;br /&gt;EVERY single day&amp;nbsp;and I've never stopped to watch it...until &lt;br /&gt;last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug watched some of it with me and thought it looked &lt;br /&gt;good too and he said he'd work out with me when he &lt;br /&gt;has time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous and excited at the same time!&amp;nbsp; I want some&lt;br /&gt;RIPPED muscles!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Until then, it's back on Millie and some&lt;br /&gt;strength exercises.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-4934153281267351436?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4934153281267351436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/a-whoopin-is-on-way.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4934153281267351436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4934153281267351436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/a-whoopin-is-on-way.html' title='An A$$ Whoopin&apos; is on the way!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S7phQ9ENwMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dKREFusy2dw/s72-c/p90x_04%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-7099673976259043809</id><published>2010-04-04T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:02:20.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter From Ours To Yours!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S7lEAJB1KGI/AAAAAAAAAKE/EMjcZFZBgiE/s1600/P1010428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S7lEAJB1KGI/AAAAAAAAAKE/EMjcZFZBgiE/s320/P1010428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Doug and I- Easter 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Among the Texas State Flowers- Bluebonnets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S7lEWSGCZmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cj9J4npNCfU/s1600/P1010425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S7lEWSGCZmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cj9J4npNCfU/s320/P1010425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sugar, Banana, Squasher and Sunshine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Easter 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-7099673976259043809?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7099673976259043809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter-from-ours-to-yours.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7099673976259043809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7099673976259043809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter-from-ours-to-yours.html' title='Happy Easter From Ours To Yours!!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S7lEAJB1KGI/AAAAAAAAAKE/EMjcZFZBgiE/s72-c/P1010428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-6576070883231804305</id><published>2010-04-03T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T18:22:21.855-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>A Run Outside</title><content type='html'>February 14th, Austin,Texas was the last&amp;nbsp;date and place that I &lt;br /&gt;actually ran outside...until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug took the children to the high school to work with Sugar&lt;br /&gt;and Squash on the Pole Vault.&amp;nbsp; He asked if I wanted to go and&lt;br /&gt;run around the track while they were jumping.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my run at 3:12&amp;nbsp;and instead of a mind-numbing&lt;br /&gt;run around the track, I took off around the school and the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My run started off good.&amp;nbsp;There were a couple of big, rolling hills&lt;br /&gt;on my route (unlike the lack of big, rolling hills on Millie) and I &lt;br /&gt;pushed through them with success.&amp;nbsp; After about 2 miles, I felt&lt;br /&gt;as if I was on mile 12 of my HM.&amp;nbsp; I had to take a couple of &lt;br /&gt;short walk breaks before I made it back to the family, happily &lt;br /&gt;polevaulting and/or chilling out in the shade (even Ranger and&lt;br /&gt;Coach were asleep under the trees).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What time is it?", I asked Doug.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;"3:42". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was DYING after a 30 minute run but I can tell you a few&lt;br /&gt;things that were going against me from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 1.&amp;nbsp; Hadn't run in over a week...been on Ellie and strength training.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;2.&amp;nbsp; End of my cycle...I know my levels play a part in my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 3.&amp;nbsp; Sunny ...my LEAST favorite time to run.&amp;nbsp; I'm definately a &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Shady Runner. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 4.&amp;nbsp; 85 degrees...enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 5.&amp;nbsp; Hills...haven't run those in about 7 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I'll be happy with my 30 minute run.&amp;nbsp; I don't know&lt;br /&gt;how far it was since I don't have a working garmin and I ran&lt;br /&gt;a random route around the school buildings and parking lot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I didn't have to duck into any bushes or the &lt;br /&gt;port-o-potties located around our school that is currently under&lt;br /&gt;some major construction.&amp;nbsp; That's always a relief!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-6576070883231804305?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6576070883231804305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/run-outside.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6576070883231804305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6576070883231804305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/run-outside.html' title='A Run Outside'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-9042158620537686266</id><published>2010-04-02T11:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T11:36:58.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Off</title><content type='html'>It's the first day of my weekend!&amp;nbsp; No school today!&amp;nbsp; Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;My day began about an hour and half ago and I'm still &lt;br /&gt;contemplating on what my agenda for the day will be.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know exercise will definately be involved.&amp;nbsp; I still have Ellie out&lt;br /&gt;and at the ready.&amp;nbsp; I've got a ton of exercise&amp;nbsp;dvds ready to be&lt;br /&gt;played, i've actually got "my" perfect running weather going&lt;br /&gt;on right now, cloudy, cool and even a bit misty.&amp;nbsp; Decisions,&lt;br /&gt;decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a pretty good week with my workouts.&amp;nbsp; I've spent &lt;br /&gt;the week doing stuff I haven't done in a looong time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Ellie workouts, strength training and my exercise dvds have &lt;br /&gt;been a welcomed break from my time with Millie.&amp;nbsp; I even &lt;br /&gt;noticed yesterday, when I was driving, that everytime I made &lt;br /&gt;a turn, my triceps were sore.&amp;nbsp; coool!!&amp;nbsp; Last night I also noticed &lt;br /&gt;in the mirror there was less "shakage" of my wings when I &lt;br /&gt;when I waved my arms in the mirror.&amp;nbsp; more coool!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-9042158620537686266?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/9042158620537686266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-first-day-of-my-weekend-no-school.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/9042158620537686266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/9042158620537686266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-first-day-of-my-weekend-no-school.html' title='A Day Off'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-6551287744980977927</id><published>2010-03-30T17:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T17:32:05.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Blogger Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;{{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone who sent me a nice comment on my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to know that when I'm feeling down and out, that there&lt;br /&gt;are some REALLY nice people out there to encourage me and&lt;br /&gt;motivate me to work hard.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to &lt;a href="http://bigbottomblogger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greta&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://unathletichalfrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristin&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for all the additional &lt;br /&gt;information they gave me on the P90X program.&amp;nbsp; I really &lt;br /&gt;think I'm going to try it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have a small following, but those of you that do&amp;nbsp;read &lt;br /&gt;my&amp;nbsp;silly, random posts are&amp;nbsp;super special to me!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls and &lt;a href="http://neverquitneverstop.blogspot.com/"&gt;NY Wolve&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the Cyber support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-6551287744980977927?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6551287744980977927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/thanks-blogger-friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6551287744980977927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6551287744980977927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/thanks-blogger-friends.html' title='Thanks Blogger Friends'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-427940881705858541</id><published>2010-03-28T18:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:14:00.998-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight struggles'/><title type='text'>Weight Woes</title><content type='html'>I need help!&amp;nbsp; I'm failing!&amp;nbsp; I'm eating too much stuff!&amp;nbsp; I'm not exercising&lt;br /&gt;enough.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My original journey&amp;nbsp; in 2006, led me to a 45 lb. weight loss.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Then Easter 2008 at my lowest weight of 164, the climb &lt;br /&gt;began and my weight loss numbers began to shrink.&amp;nbsp; Currently &lt;br /&gt;my total weight loss is 26 lbs.&amp;nbsp; I stepped on the scale this a.m. &lt;br /&gt;and weighed 183.&amp;nbsp; F*#K came out of my mouth.&amp;nbsp; Kind of a &lt;br /&gt;"knee-jerk" reaction to something I&amp;nbsp;was expecting&amp;nbsp;to pop up &lt;br /&gt;on the scale.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an educated person and I know, less calories eaten and&lt;br /&gt;more calories burned is the answer.&amp;nbsp; But, I'm so weak right &lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for sounding like "Debbie Downer" again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-427940881705858541?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/427940881705858541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/weight-woes.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/427940881705858541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/427940881705858541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/weight-woes.html' title='Weight Woes'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-6728014406379246010</id><published>2010-03-26T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T16:16:27.301-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Shopping, Shredding and a Fish Fry</title><content type='html'>Started off this a.m. forking over $250 to the Vet for updates&lt;br /&gt;on Coach &amp;amp; Ranger's Vaccinations and check up!!&amp;nbsp; These&lt;br /&gt;puppies cost a BUNCH...we're into the $$$$ spent.&amp;nbsp; But,&lt;br /&gt;they are SO worth it!.&amp;nbsp; They're outside trying to play with &lt;br /&gt;their new friend, the baby squirrel, that seems to have lost&lt;br /&gt;it's mommy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took Banana, and Sunshine shopping at an area mall.&amp;nbsp; Banana&lt;br /&gt;is a long and lean girl, and she has outgrown her pants in height&lt;br /&gt;and tightness.&amp;nbsp; For the first time, she is wearing Misses, size 3.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I was in a pretty cranky, spanky mood&lt;br /&gt;while we were shopping.&amp;nbsp; I usually love clothes shopping, except&lt;br /&gt;for my teen boys...yuck, I hate boys clothes.&amp;nbsp; I always have since&lt;br /&gt;they were itty bitty.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and Shredded with Jillian.&amp;nbsp; Seemed like it went a &lt;br /&gt;little better then yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Pushups still are hard on the wrists&lt;br /&gt;and I only go down about a foot or so...hopefully i can improve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke my Lenten vow and drank a soda today.&lt;br /&gt;My crankiness shopping seemed to lead me to "needing" a &lt;br /&gt;soda.&amp;nbsp; It was a Diet one...if that makes God more forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go.&amp;nbsp; Heading to In-Laws house about an hour away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Dad-In-Law is frying some fish and fries!&amp;nbsp; Glad I Shredded...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-6728014406379246010?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6728014406379246010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/shopping-shredding-and-fish-fry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6728014406379246010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6728014406379246010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/shopping-shredding-and-fish-fry.html' title='Shopping, Shredding and a Fish Fry'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-6106296918247192005</id><published>2010-03-25T22:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:35:42.946-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii Fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellie (eliptical)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shred'/><title type='text'>Shre-lliptical Workouts</title><content type='html'>I've made a&amp;nbsp;little change in my routine the last couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I &lt;strong&gt;dusted&lt;/strong&gt; off my copy of Jillian Michael's Shred...and &lt;br /&gt;I do mean that literally...it kept pausing during the intro, and &lt;br /&gt;after 3 attempts to get it to play, I noticed there was some&lt;br /&gt;"debris" on the dvd...got it cleaned off and it worked like&lt;br /&gt;a charm.&amp;nbsp; It's been quite sometime since i've done this&lt;br /&gt;workout.&amp;nbsp; A couple hours since my workout I have to say &lt;br /&gt;i'm already feeling some soreness in my back, legs and arms.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such a hard time doing push ups and some of the &lt;br /&gt;yoga type poses.&amp;nbsp; It absolutely kills my wrists/hands.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;OUCH!!&amp;nbsp; I can hardly stand it.&amp;nbsp; Downward dogs, Plank poses...&lt;br /&gt;pure pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 30 minutes after I finished Shred, I decided to &lt;br /&gt;change things up some more, so I put up Millie and &lt;br /&gt;got out Ellie (Elliptical).&amp;nbsp; It's been equally as long since I've&lt;br /&gt;used her.&amp;nbsp; I confidently programed in the 45 minute workout.&lt;br /&gt;About 8 minutes into my workout, as the tension became &lt;br /&gt;increasingly harder, I realized I bit off more than I could &lt;br /&gt;chew for the day.&amp;nbsp; 15 minutes into the workout on Ellie, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S6wk6I0Lf6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8F92VLOmJsM/s1600/whiteflag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S6wk6I0Lf6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8F92VLOmJsM/s320/whiteflag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with my head hanging low, I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;realized I'd been beaten.&amp;nbsp; Jillian and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ellie KICKED MY BUTT!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;finally&amp;nbsp;used my Christmas present. The&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;present I ASKED for...My WII Fit.&amp;nbsp; I got it all set up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;with my info. and went to the program that is called &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Training Plus.&amp;nbsp; I spent 45 minutes trying every single&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;activity for this program.&amp;nbsp; The calculator thingy on the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Wii told me when I was done I burned a whopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40&lt;/strong&gt; calories.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;45 minutes = 40 Calories.&amp;nbsp; WASTE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OF TIME!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;So then, I get out my Biggest Loser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Wii game and chose Bob's 24 minute Yoga session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;When all was said and done with that program the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;results showed..... drum roll............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24 minutes = 25 Calories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Grand total workout for Wednesday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;65 minutes = 65 calories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I've determined that for the intermediate fitnesser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(is fitnesser a word ?), Wii is not a good choice.&amp;nbsp; I will say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;that I was at the beginner levels, so maybe they get tougher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;or something, but I do know that I don't want to waste my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;time finding out.&amp;nbsp; So if any of you have had any better luck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;with Wii Fit and want to lead me to some better workouts for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;my time with more calorie burners, please let me know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-6106296918247192005?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6106296918247192005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/shre-lliptical-workouts.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6106296918247192005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6106296918247192005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/shre-lliptical-workouts.html' title='Shre-lliptical Workouts'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S6wk6I0Lf6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8F92VLOmJsM/s72-c/whiteflag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-6178448676753527822</id><published>2010-03-24T14:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T14:07:34.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Spring Break Cleaning</title><content type='html'>Finally...Spring Break for our school district.&amp;nbsp; More importantly,&lt;br /&gt;9 more weeks of this school year until summer vacay.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty&lt;br /&gt;pumped for summer this year.&amp;nbsp; If you remember, I have a BIG&lt;br /&gt;event occuring on June 2nd...more details later.&amp;nbsp; I'll keep you &lt;br /&gt;all in suspenders a little longer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had nothing official on the spring break agenda.&amp;nbsp; Doug&lt;br /&gt;usually has track practices scheduled (which includes my 2 son's)&lt;br /&gt;so this keeps us from traveling, which is usually fine with me.&amp;nbsp; I've&lt;br /&gt;come to realize that when you travel, it makes the time go so&lt;br /&gt;much faster, and that's something I definately don't want to &lt;br /&gt;happen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I sit.&amp;nbsp; Doug is up in the storage above the carport doing&lt;br /&gt;some "serious" chunking of stuff.&amp;nbsp; Toys, clothes, house &lt;br /&gt;decorations, college text books, letters from family when I &lt;br /&gt;was in college and even an old picture of one&lt;br /&gt;of my ex boy toys.&amp;nbsp; He was a cutie too!&amp;nbsp; A US Navy Flight&lt;br /&gt;Instructor.&amp;nbsp; The picture was of him on the steps to his plane&lt;br /&gt;wearing his&amp;nbsp;full gear....hubba, hubba.&amp;nbsp; Oh, um, where was &lt;br /&gt;I?&amp;nbsp; Oh yeah, my hubby.&amp;nbsp; He's a good guy too!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3 nephews and niece are at the house right now.&amp;nbsp; My sis&lt;br /&gt;is taking mom to her hair appt. and physical therapy.&amp;nbsp; Just &lt;br /&gt;finished feeding all 8 kids some Pizza Hut pizza and some &lt;br /&gt;Chicken Alfredo for Doug and I.&amp;nbsp; There's no doubt about it,&lt;br /&gt;I will be on the treadmill tonight.&amp;nbsp; Maybe i'll pop in an &lt;br /&gt;exercise DVD too...I ate a BUNCH of Chicken Alfredo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll sign off for now.&amp;nbsp; I've got on the E channel and &lt;br /&gt;the 100 Sexiest Celebrity Bodies happens to be on... I think&lt;br /&gt;there getting close to the top 10 (they just showed&amp;nbsp;Eva&lt;br /&gt;Longoria's&amp;nbsp;body), so I'd like to watch carefully to see where &lt;br /&gt;my body lands in the top 10 this year.&amp;nbsp; I hope I beat Gisele again!&lt;br /&gt;Ta Ta !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-6178448676753527822?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6178448676753527822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-cleaning.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6178448676753527822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6178448676753527822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-cleaning.html' title='Spring Break Cleaning'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-8374192549527699007</id><published>2010-03-22T18:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:32:33.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In The Saddle</title><content type='html'>My running vacay is over.&amp;nbsp; A week ago yesterday, I ran 7 on&lt;br /&gt;Millie and that was it for the week.&amp;nbsp; Not to bueno.&amp;nbsp; Got home&lt;br /&gt;from mom's house yesterday and ran a good 3 miler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in my previous post, school projects kept &lt;br /&gt;me busy, my mom was the other reason that my running &lt;br /&gt;schedule came to a complete halt&amp;nbsp; Since&amp;nbsp;mom's&amp;nbsp;brain surgery,&lt;br /&gt;last September,she has been having a hard time with her short &lt;br /&gt;term memory and organizational skills.&amp;nbsp; She has been spending &lt;br /&gt;the majority of her time at my sister's house (next street over &lt;br /&gt;from me).&amp;nbsp; My sister is a nurse and has off a lot of days and &lt;br /&gt;is better able to take care of her.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong, mom is&lt;br /&gt;nowhere close to being an "invalid", she just has to watched &lt;br /&gt;to make sure she doesn't fall and that she gets her meds/vitamins&lt;br /&gt;at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to take mom back to her house this past weekend.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing like going home.&amp;nbsp; My childhood home.&amp;nbsp; My &lt;br /&gt;own bedroom. My bathroom.&amp;nbsp; There was one major difference&lt;br /&gt;with my old home though.&amp;nbsp; A DAMMED rooster lives next door.&lt;br /&gt;WTH!!!&amp;nbsp; Mom's dumb ass neighbor have a ROOSTER in their&lt;br /&gt;backyard.&amp;nbsp; Y'all, I may talk like a hick sometimes, but I grew &lt;br /&gt;up in a residential neighborhood in San Antonio Texas.&amp;nbsp; House,&lt;br /&gt;next to house, small yards, fences around the yard, an ally &lt;br /&gt;running behind the streets...not a "fricken" farm!!&amp;nbsp; I was so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S6f9lwV0g3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/fxSbl-tKDUI/s1600-h/rooster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S6f9lwV0g3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/fxSbl-tKDUI/s320/rooster.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mad!!&amp;nbsp; "Cock-A-Doodle-Doo in the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;middle of the night almost all night long, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;right outside my bedroom window!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I can't imagine how angry the neighbors &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;are that live there!&amp;nbsp; If my dad were still &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;alive, he would have gone BALLISTIC about this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;rooster.&amp;nbsp; I was actually wishing I had &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;an ax, baseball bat or beebee gun!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Now don't go reporting me to PETA or anything.&amp;nbsp; I love animals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and would never harm one &lt;strike&gt;unless they kept me awake all night &lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Now I'm back home.&amp;nbsp; No more rooster. Just a couple of adorable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Golden Retriever puppies that bark&amp;nbsp;occasionally as they play with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;each other in the middle of the night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-8374192549527699007?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8374192549527699007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-in-saddle.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8374192549527699007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8374192549527699007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back In The Saddle'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S6f9lwV0g3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/fxSbl-tKDUI/s72-c/rooster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-6851640157882414290</id><published>2010-03-17T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:05:36.486-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Squasher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar'/><title type='text'>School Projects = No Running</title><content type='html'>I can't begin to tell you how much I HATE when my kids have&lt;br /&gt;school projects.&amp;nbsp; Oh, let me count the ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; They're boys!&amp;nbsp; Boys don't care about details.&amp;nbsp; Boys&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; don't care that things look like crap.&amp;nbsp; (at least my boys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Hurry, hurry, hurry.&amp;nbsp; My boys don't believe in the&amp;nbsp; "Get&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Er Done" theory.&amp;nbsp; It's due tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; "Do we have any&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; material to cover the project board?"&amp;nbsp; Hell no, I don't&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; have any material laying around my house!&amp;nbsp; We live&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 25 minutes away from a Walmart etc...I can't just run&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to the store and get stuff the night before your stinkin'&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; project is due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; I'm an enabler, to a point. See reason #1.&amp;nbsp; I will&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; always try to help with the creative aspect of their projects&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; because if I don't, they will get a terrible grade because it &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; will look like a teenage boy did it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;sigh&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, since my boys are in high school, my role in project&lt;br /&gt;helping has decreased significantly.&amp;nbsp; This week however, my oldest&lt;br /&gt;has had 2 projects due.&amp;nbsp; Both were done, for the most part, the&lt;br /&gt;night before they were due.&amp;nbsp; He does all the typing and writing of&lt;br /&gt;reports early, but the actual Project part, is always done at the &lt;br /&gt;very last minute.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I could easily sit back and let them "get what they get or&lt;br /&gt;deserve".&amp;nbsp; That's just not how I work.&amp;nbsp; Sugar (my oldest), who is &lt;br /&gt;ranked number 42 in a class of over 500, works very hard &lt;br /&gt;(obviously).&amp;nbsp; Isn't it a parent's job to help them achieve success?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squasher (#2 son), he's a different story.&amp;nbsp; He is classic ADD!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Has a hard time focusing, school doesn't come easy, he has &lt;br /&gt;absolutely HORRIBLE writing and spelling (dysgraphia).&amp;nbsp; I &lt;br /&gt;help him, just so his teacher's will be able to understand &lt;br /&gt;what they're looking at.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent 2 nights this week helping with 2 different projects &lt;br /&gt;for Sugar.&amp;nbsp; I'm pooped!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hope we get an "A"&amp;nbsp;!&amp;nbsp; hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Really, he did all the work, I just need to charge him a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;heavy duty consulting fee.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 2 nights of projects, last night sister and I went to a &lt;br /&gt;Brain Cancer Survivor Support Group to get information&lt;br /&gt;for our mom who had a Cancerous Tumor removed in &lt;br /&gt;September (8 weeks after my daddy died).&amp;nbsp; Mom, is&lt;br /&gt;having some cognitive issues and other problems, so &lt;br /&gt;sis and I went to get more information and see what &lt;br /&gt;help is available.&amp;nbsp; We really got some good information and&lt;br /&gt;leads to help mom's recovery process.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Spring Break is next week....I'm exhausted...Friday&lt;br /&gt;3:55 can't get here soon enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-6851640157882414290?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6851640157882414290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/school-projects-no-running.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6851640157882414290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/6851640157882414290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/school-projects-no-running.html' title='School Projects = No Running'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-5082428611037643295</id><published>2010-03-14T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:37:02.352-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Silent Auction Success</title><content type='html'>The sports booster club for the school Doug and I teach&lt;br /&gt;at and Doug coaches for had their All- Sports Gala last night.&lt;br /&gt;There's a catered meal from Outback Steakhouse, a live &lt;br /&gt;auction with some big ticket items and then a ton of things&lt;br /&gt;for a silent auction.&amp;nbsp; In case you don't know,&amp;nbsp;a silent auction&lt;br /&gt;has a paper by each item where you walk around and put&lt;br /&gt;down your bid for the specific item, with the realization &lt;br /&gt;that other people may also be bidding on the same thing &lt;br /&gt;you are drooling over.&amp;nbsp; A little off the main path was an area&lt;br /&gt;that had some jackets hanging up.&amp;nbsp; I noticed that there were&lt;br /&gt;two leather jackets hanging and one was a woman's &lt;br /&gt;leather jacket.&amp;nbsp; The paper with&amp;nbsp;the woman's leather jacket&lt;br /&gt;said&amp;nbsp;the jacket was&amp;nbsp;valued at $150.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I looked at the &lt;br /&gt;first and only bid and&amp;nbsp;I saw&amp;nbsp;it &amp;nbsp;was $20.&amp;nbsp; I quickly picked&lt;br /&gt;up the pen and wrote $25.&amp;nbsp; About&amp;nbsp; 30 minutes&amp;nbsp; later,&lt;br /&gt;I saw another &lt;strike&gt;hag&lt;/strike&gt; lady slither around me, walk up to the &lt;br /&gt;paper and&amp;nbsp;write her bid of&amp;nbsp;$27 on MY jacket.&amp;nbsp; About 10 &lt;br /&gt;minutes before the end of the siletnt auction&amp;nbsp;I raised the bid &lt;br /&gt;to $30.&amp;nbsp; The minutes on the clock ticked away,&lt;br /&gt;then seconds, then finally, the auction ladies walked around and &lt;br /&gt;marked the final bids.&amp;nbsp; Woo Hoo!&amp;nbsp; I won!!!&amp;nbsp; A Leather&lt;br /&gt;Jacket that retails $100-$150 (depending on where you &lt;br /&gt;get it) I got it for &lt;strong&gt;$30!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;I've never owned a leather jacket&lt;br /&gt;and actually bid on it without even trying it on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness it fits! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S51UA010fwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/WM6aEpRxtvA/s1600-h/leather+jacket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S51UA010fwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/WM6aEpRxtvA/s320/leather+jacket.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A quick running update.&amp;nbsp; Got on Millie yesterday and ran 7 miles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;in 1 hour 24 minutes. (12 min./mile).&amp;nbsp; When I finished my run,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I picked up some 8 lb. hand weights and did some arm exercise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and then ended with some stretching.&amp;nbsp; All this working out made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;me feel totally guilt free when I ate my small piece of steak, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;mashed potoatoes, salad and small pieces of chocolate candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-5082428611037643295?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5082428611037643295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/silent-auction-success.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5082428611037643295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5082428611037643295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/silent-auction-success.html' title='Silent Auction Success'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S51UA010fwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/WM6aEpRxtvA/s72-c/leather+jacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-5606915785438089028</id><published>2010-03-12T19:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T19:32:29.856-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar'/><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random Stuff:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* One more week until our Spring Break.&amp;nbsp; The weather has been &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;beautiful here in central Texas and the &lt;strike&gt;teachers&lt;/strike&gt; kids at school&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; are definately getting spring fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 14 (mostly awful ) miles on Millie in the past week.&amp;nbsp; Pretty &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; average for me.&amp;nbsp;Even did some arm weights for the first &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; time in MONTHS. Gonna try to some more tonight with &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; some good stretching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Work has been a true rollercoaster this week.&amp;nbsp; Great stuff&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and scary stuff.&amp;nbsp; Can't go into ANY details because it puts&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; me at risk of being put on Administrative Leave for talking&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; about my work on a social network.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(ridiculous)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Season premier of America's Next Top Model!!&amp;nbsp; yahoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* WORMS!&amp;nbsp; Update:&amp;nbsp; I guess they're gone.&amp;nbsp; Haven't seen&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; any that "came out".&amp;nbsp; Or maybe it was just one...don't&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; know.&amp;nbsp; Vet appt. in a couple of weeks. On a nice note, my &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; puppies are getting so big.&amp;nbsp; They hardly fit in my lap anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* After almost 3 years, my Sugar got his braces off on&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wednesday!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S5rm8WldXEI/AAAAAAAAAIk/004XYIp8Ve4/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCF0804_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S5rm8WldXEI/AAAAAAAAAIk/004XYIp8Ve4/s320/Copy+of+DSCF0804_1.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;* After I took the picture of Sugar, my Sunshine said he wanted a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; picture of him with "his braces off".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S5rnr4NGi-I/AAAAAAAAAIs/-8WYJgzYn8s/s1600-h/P1010414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S5rnr4NGi-I/AAAAAAAAAIs/-8WYJgzYn8s/s320/P1010414.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Sunshine, who will &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;DEFINATELY need braces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that's my random week in a nutshell.&amp;nbsp; Hope your random&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;week was a good one!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-5606915785438089028?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5606915785438089028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-in-review.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5606915785438089028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5606915785438089028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S5rm8WldXEI/AAAAAAAAAIk/004XYIp8Ve4/s72-c/Copy+of+DSCF0804_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-8958247294913507122</id><published>2010-03-09T21:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:22:04.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Speedwork</title><content type='html'>Just call me &lt;em&gt;Speedy&lt;/em&gt; Gonzalez!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had every intention of taking the night off tonight.&amp;nbsp; I've done &lt;br /&gt;some running workout 3 nights in a row but...the cock crowed &lt;br /&gt;7 times and the Biggest Loser came on.&amp;nbsp; I don't know about &lt;br /&gt;you all, but I feel like a total shlep if I watch the Biggest Loser &lt;br /&gt;and I didn't do any type of workout that day.&amp;nbsp; So, I turned &lt;br /&gt;Millie on and did some Speedwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked&amp;nbsp;a slow&amp;nbsp;half a mile&amp;nbsp;for my warm up...yes...I&amp;nbsp;took y'alls&lt;br /&gt;advice and did a warm up,&amp;nbsp;and then&amp;nbsp;cranked&amp;nbsp;up the speed and&lt;br /&gt;ran a FAST minute and then rested a minute and alternated this&lt;br /&gt;pattern until I had actually ran 2 miles.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this type of workout.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It&amp;nbsp;amazes me that I can&lt;br /&gt;recover and be ready to go again after only one minutes rest.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you want to see pictures of my puppies??&amp;nbsp; OK!&amp;nbsp; I just &lt;br /&gt;took this picture of Ranger and Coach.&amp;nbsp; They are actually &lt;br /&gt;outside dogs but since I gave them a bath tonight, they got to stay &lt;br /&gt;in the house because of their super cleanliness.&amp;nbsp; This evening, &lt;br /&gt;they crawled up in Sugar's backpacks and athletic bags and fell &lt;br /&gt;fast asleep.&amp;nbsp; Aren't they too cute together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S5cLBHi78vI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cQ66vz7QavE/s1600-h/P1010406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S5cLBHi78vI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cQ66vz7QavE/s320/P1010406.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;GROSSNESS ALERT!!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER IF YOU &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GROSS OUT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EASILY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I mentioned in a previous post that I would tell you a story &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pretty)&lt;/span&gt; about them.&amp;nbsp; Without going into&amp;nbsp;to many&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;GORY&lt;/em&gt; details, I will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;keep it short and say WORMS!!&amp;nbsp; I made an emergency call to the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;vet over the weekend because Ranger had something that slightly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;resembled Ramen noodles in his mouth. They suggested some &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;de-worming pills.&amp;nbsp; I picked up the pills from the vet Monday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;Doug had&amp;nbsp;to force them down their throats.&amp;nbsp;So far, so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing unusual to report in their "business". &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Right before Doug and I got married in 91', we got a new blue &lt;br /&gt;heeler puppy (great dog) and we realized he had worms too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;After he got the meds. from the vet, those gross little things came &lt;br /&gt;out of his body in a way that still gives me the heebie-jeebies &lt;br /&gt;when I think about it!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, on that vivid note, SWEET DREAMS bloggie friends!!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I warned you!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-8958247294913507122?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8958247294913507122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/speedwork.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8958247294913507122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8958247294913507122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/speedwork.html' title='Speedwork'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S5cLBHi78vI/AAAAAAAAAIc/cQ66vz7QavE/s72-c/P1010406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-4900178021410012657</id><published>2010-03-07T19:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:17:17.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Miles Down the Red Carpet</title><content type='html'>Today has been a pretty good birthday!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{rewind}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say, nothing compares to birthdays when i was younger.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Mom would wake me up and my room would be decorated &lt;br /&gt;with streamers and posters saying, "Happy Birthday Moni!"&lt;br /&gt;Then I'd go into the kitchen and there'd be presents&lt;br /&gt;at my spot on the table.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Mom!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{fast forward}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:15:&amp;nbsp; My Sunshine blasts through the bedroom door and&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pronounces at the top of his voice, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"HAPPY &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; BIRTHDAY &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MOM!&amp;nbsp; FRENCH TOAST IS &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; READY!!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and then exits as fast and noisy as he &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;came in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(me loves some French Toast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:45:&amp;nbsp; After church Doug and I head into San Antonio for my&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; birthday lunch.&amp;nbsp; I had a gift certificate to Romano &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Macaroni's Grill.&amp;nbsp; It was the first time we had been here &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and can I just say that I think we found our new fave place &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to eat.&amp;nbsp; The bread, fried cheese and Chicken Fettuccini &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; were delish!!!&amp;nbsp; Doug had some sort of combo platter with &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cataloni (?), Lasagna, and Chicken Parmigiana and he said &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;he loved it...especially the Cataloni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll give you all an update on Coach and Ranger tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; They &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;played a part in my birthday weekend too....it's&amp;nbsp;not for the weak&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;stomach.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:00:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NAPTIME!!!&amp;nbsp; I LOVE NAPS!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hopped on Millie and ran 3 miles while watching the stars&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; walking down the Red Carpet for the Academy Awards.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I haven't seen a single movie that is up for anything, I just like&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; looking at all the dresses* and stars.&amp;nbsp; Actually the last time I &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; stepped foot in a movie theatre was win the FIRST Harry &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Potter movie came out.&amp;nbsp; WOW!!&amp;nbsp; What is that 8 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I don't know much about Charlize Theron.&amp;nbsp; She is a gorgeous &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; woman and I'm sure she's made some fantastic movies, but her &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; dress tonight was god awful.&amp;nbsp; It looked like they pulled the old &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; worn out cups from her great grandmothers Double D bra, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; colored them to semi match her dress and pasted them on top of &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; her boobs!&amp;nbsp; yuck!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-4900178021410012657?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4900178021410012657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-miles-down-red-carpet.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4900178021410012657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4900178021410012657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-miles-down-red-carpet.html' title='3 Miles Down the Red Carpet'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-3800468151548032879</id><published>2010-03-06T21:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:57:06.755-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stretching'/><title type='text'>5 Mile Saturday</title><content type='html'>After 3 days off of running due to &lt;strike&gt;pure laziness&lt;/strike&gt; lack of time, I &lt;br /&gt;hopped back on Millie for a five mile run.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just a cliche? &lt;strong&gt;"The last mile is always the hardest" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A phrase I've heard all my life and surely it had to be in reference&lt;br /&gt;to the world of running.&amp;nbsp; I have found it to be totally untrue in my&lt;br /&gt;runs.&amp;nbsp; Every single time I run, the first 1-2 miles are ALWAYS &lt;br /&gt;the hardest.&amp;nbsp; My legs seem to feel as if they're trying to lift&lt;br /&gt;feet that are wearing cement shoes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Remember how I talked &lt;br /&gt;about my &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/yucky-run.html"&gt;crappy runs&lt;/a&gt;?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an educated woman.&amp;nbsp; I have a Bachelor's Degree&amp;nbsp; in Education&lt;br /&gt;with a Major in &lt;strong&gt;Physical Education&lt;/strong&gt;, minor in Biology and &lt;br /&gt;another certification in Health.&amp;nbsp; I read &lt;strike&gt;Oprah&lt;/strike&gt; running magazines, &lt;br /&gt;Fitness magazines and I'm married to a Track coach.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Blame Game: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Tiredness&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2.&amp;nbsp; TOM&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3.&amp;nbsp; (keep reading)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truth and Consequences:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I DON'T STRETCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't hate me!&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;DESPISE stretching.&amp;nbsp; I always have.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I know it's&amp;nbsp;absolutely necessary before physical activity, I just &lt;br /&gt;get lazy and skip it.&amp;nbsp; Before my &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/austin-half-race-report.html"&gt;Half Marathon&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I stretched a &lt;br /&gt;little bit and ran about a block down the street and back &lt;br /&gt;but&amp;nbsp;that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's run followed my usual pattern.&amp;nbsp; The first 2 miles felt&lt;br /&gt;bad and then mile 3 was good.&amp;nbsp; I stepped off&amp;nbsp;Millie for about&lt;br /&gt;an hour to take care of stuff around the house and then jumped&lt;br /&gt;back on for 2 more miles.&amp;nbsp; These 2 miles were much easier &lt;br /&gt;than the first 2.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to hear what some of your pre-run routines&lt;br /&gt;are.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Are your runs&amp;nbsp;significantly&amp;nbsp;worse&amp;nbsp;if&amp;nbsp;you don't stretch &lt;br /&gt;before your run?&amp;nbsp; What is your warm up routine?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow is my 45th birthday and I'm so proud of &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; myself for being a runner and having almost completely&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; running all 13.1 of my first Half Marathon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-3800468151548032879?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3800468151548032879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/5-mile-saturday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/3800468151548032879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/3800468151548032879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/5-mile-saturday.html' title='5 Mile Saturday'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-7583922751415633027</id><published>2010-03-04T12:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T12:17:46.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Day</title><content type='html'>My oldest son "Sugar" at his track meet last week.&lt;br /&gt;He won 2nd place with a jump of 13'.&amp;nbsp; This is him clearing the 13'&lt;br /&gt;height.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4_467m6jGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kvoEHUL-HnA/s1600-h/PV+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4_467m6jGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kvoEHUL-HnA/s320/PV+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Signed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Proud Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-7583922751415633027?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7583922751415633027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/picture-day.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7583922751415633027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7583922751415633027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/picture-day.html' title='Picture Day'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4_467m6jGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kvoEHUL-HnA/s72-c/PV+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-5705006663716961158</id><published>2010-03-03T18:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T18:06:32.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Template</title><content type='html'>Do you like the new look of Wife, Mother, Teacher, Jogger?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I was looking at someone elses blog today and noticed in the&lt;br /&gt;corner a tab for &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyblogs.com/"&gt;Shabby Blogs&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp; I went to the site to see what&lt;br /&gt;it had to offer and to see if you needed to have a Master's in&lt;br /&gt;Computer Programing to get the template to work.&amp;nbsp;This site&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;made the template change over super easy.&amp;nbsp; I even added a few&lt;br /&gt;buttons they had to offer.&lt;br /&gt;If your bored with the look of your blog, click on over to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyblogs.com/"&gt;Shabby Blogs&lt;/a&gt; and put a little "spark" back in your blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-5705006663716961158?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5705006663716961158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-blog-template.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5705006663716961158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/5705006663716961158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-blog-template.html' title='New Blog Template'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-8425531288689225225</id><published>2010-03-02T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T20:53:58.465-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millie'/><title type='text'>Yucky Run</title><content type='html'>About a&amp;nbsp;month ago I read on &lt;a href="http://bigbottomblogger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Greta's blog&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;about how a woman's&lt;br /&gt;TOM can effect her energy level.&amp;nbsp; That towards the end of her cycle&lt;br /&gt;her Testosterone level&amp;nbsp;drops and subsequently her stamina does as&lt;br /&gt;well.&amp;nbsp; I have to admit that this theory, study or research seems to &lt;br /&gt;be on target with my body.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I paid attention to the timing of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;energy levels &lt;/span&gt;this past month and I noticed that my energy &lt;br /&gt;significantly decreases before the TOM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What do you think?&amp;nbsp; Have you ever noticed a fluctuation in your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;stamina because of your TOM? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My run tonight on "Millie"- my treadmill was horrible.&amp;nbsp; I had to&lt;br /&gt;actually stop for 2 short breaks just to get my 3 miles in.&amp;nbsp; My&lt;br /&gt;goodness, I ran a &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/austin-half-race-report.html"&gt;HALF MARATHON&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;2 and a half weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;Ran 11 of the 13 miles, and tonight I can't even get through a measly&lt;br /&gt;3 miler.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't end this post on a negative note though.&amp;nbsp; I will say that I&lt;br /&gt;am proud of myself for continuing.&amp;nbsp; I thought about jumping off&lt;br /&gt;Millie after mile 2, but I stayed on and finished.&amp;nbsp; Yay Me!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-8425531288689225225?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8425531288689225225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/yucky-run.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8425531288689225225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8425531288689225225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/yucky-run.html' title='Yucky Run'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-513913903747658869</id><published>2010-03-01T21:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:09:34.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Name ! That! Treadmill!</title><content type='html'>OK fella(o) bloggers.&amp;nbsp; Another first for this newbie blogger.&amp;nbsp; My&lt;br /&gt;first contest!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;NAME MY TREADMILL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My treadmill and I spend a lot of time together.&amp;nbsp; My husband is &lt;br /&gt;at work late and my two oldest son's&amp;nbsp;get home a few minutes&lt;br /&gt;before him, so this leaves me with my 13 year old daughter, who&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, is Mentally Retarded and&amp;nbsp;my 6 year old.&amp;nbsp; I'm not &lt;br /&gt;sure the house would still be standing if I left them 2 home alone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;When I do have time to run outside I have this secret fear.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;It's an actual fear that is documented in all running magazines &lt;br /&gt;and on the internet.&amp;nbsp; It's something that I have first hand experience &lt;br /&gt;with and i'm scared to death that it will while i'm running in my &lt;br /&gt;neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; Can you guess what it is?&amp;nbsp; Yep!&amp;nbsp; You all know!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Trots!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If I lived in a big city and ran the city streets, I don't think it would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bother me&amp;nbsp;because I could run into a store if needed but we live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;in a small&amp;nbsp; RURAL area that doesn't even have a city.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Our&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;neighborhood is spread out in 2-5 acre plots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The only thing that can, at times be helpful, is if there&amp;nbsp;happens to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4x4z6tqJtI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wJ3cRNIvH9M/s1600-h/port+o+potty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4x4z6tqJtI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wJ3cRNIvH9M/s320/port+o+potty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a new home being built on my route, and a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Port-o-Potty has been set up.&amp;nbsp; I've made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;quite a few pit stops in these POP's, and when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;not&amp;nbsp;available a&amp;nbsp;bushy, tree area.&amp;nbsp; I find it better &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;to run in the summer only for this reason &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;because the trees and grasses are&amp;nbsp; in full bloom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and they provide good coverage from passing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;cars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you're not totally grossed out by my post and for some reason are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;still reading this&amp;nbsp;...let me get back to my original question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I think I should give my treadmill a name!&amp;nbsp; I'm up for some good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;suggestions.&amp;nbsp; I have absolutely NO health or fitness stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;to send to the winner of the best name contest...but I do have&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;some HP black and color ink (94/95) that I will glady get rid of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;since we no longer have that&amp;nbsp; type of PSC.&amp;nbsp; I will&amp;nbsp;also mention &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;your blog in one of my upcoming posts...but, that might motivate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;you either since i don't have a huge following in blogland yet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;because&amp;nbsp;i'm so new to this type of media communication or &lt;strong&gt;more &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;likely&lt;/strong&gt;, my blog is so boring that people read it once and don't return.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, if you'd like to offer a name that would be cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;*************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I ran 6 miles this weekend on my Treadmill.&amp;nbsp; It felt good to get&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;some sweat flowing!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;p.s.&amp;nbsp; I'm only watching "The Bachelor" to see who is going to be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;on Dancing With The Stars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-513913903747658869?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/513913903747658869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/name-that-treadmill.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/513913903747658869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/513913903747658869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/name-that-treadmill.html' title='Name ! 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Treadmill!'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4x4z6tqJtI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wJ3cRNIvH9M/s72-c/port+o+potty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-8081134294399982077</id><published>2010-02-26T20:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T20:45:12.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Friday Stuff</title><content type='html'>*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Looked online for a 5k or 4 mile race in my area.&amp;nbsp; I'm signed up&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; for the &lt;a href="http://ww5.komen.org/"&gt;Susan G. Komen Race For The Cure&lt;/a&gt; that is scheduled&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; San Antonio May 1st.&amp;nbsp; Thought it would be nice to find another&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;one a little sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Got some great news.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; My mom had her 3 month catscan/mri &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; today and she is &lt;strong&gt;all clear&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Praise God!&amp;nbsp; She is a 5 year Breast &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cancer Survivor and most recently had a malignant tumor &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; taken off her Cerebellum.&amp;nbsp; This Cancer was found 6 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; after my daddy died from his 5 year BATTLE with Cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; It's been a ROUGH year for our family.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Not feeling good about my weight.&amp;nbsp; Gotta get my head on straight&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and get some discipline in my life.&amp;nbsp; Not to mention more exercising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Hubby and 2 oldest sons will be gone ALL day tomorrow at&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a HS track meet.&amp;nbsp; Doug is one of the coaches and Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; will be Pole Vaulting.&amp;nbsp; Squasher will probably PV at next weeks&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; track meet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp; Sunshine has his basketball game tomorrow a.m. (bummer).&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's actually a lot of fun watching a bunch of Kinders&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; running up and down the court without dribbling the ball.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp; Taking puppies to the Vet tomorrow to get their next set of &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; shots.&amp;nbsp; I gave them a bath in the sink tonight.&amp;nbsp; I must have had&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the water just right, because they both loved it!&amp;nbsp; They relaxed&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and actually laid down in the water.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp; Today is my dad's first birthday in Heaven!&amp;nbsp; We sure miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4iGhxer5lI/AAAAAAAAAHI/44M2XT_JAKs/s1600-h/P1000327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4iGhxer5lI/AAAAAAAAAHI/44M2XT_JAKs/s320/P1000327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My dad with ALL his precious Grandchildren!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;April 2009-&amp;nbsp;Retirement Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful and relaxing weekend!&amp;nbsp; Hug your &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;spouse, kids, parents and all your loved ones!!&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-8081134294399982077?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8081134294399982077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-friday-stuff.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8081134294399982077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8081134294399982077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-friday-stuff.html' title='Random Friday Stuff'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4iGhxer5lI/AAAAAAAAAHI/44M2XT_JAKs/s72-c/P1000327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-7016387932963964187</id><published>2010-02-25T22:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:22:16.244-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treadmill'/><title type='text'>Attempt.....FAIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4dLoieVjWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/o_VFbGmB_Lk/s1600-h/3316_picture_of_a_wornout_woman_on_a_treadmill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4dLoieVjWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/o_VFbGmB_Lk/s320/3316_picture_of_a_wornout_woman_on_a_treadmill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An unsuccessful attempt to get my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;usual workout in this evening.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;hopped on my trusty treadmill, my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;friend, my companion, mi comprade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and he wore me down. He seemed to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;be playing a "running" joke on me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'll &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;go faster than she's use to. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll make her feel like she's &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;running in the sand.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BWAAAHHHH!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could handle was a measly, painful and extremely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;tough mile.&amp;nbsp; Thought that maybe a 10 minute rest would&lt;br /&gt;help rejuvinate these tired ol' legs after the first mile,&lt;/div&gt;but TM had more energy than I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GIVE UP!&lt;/strong&gt; (for today)...&lt;strong&gt;TM, YOU WIN&lt;/strong&gt; (for today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I COULD HAVE SWORN I HEARD A SOUND &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN I&amp;nbsp;STUMBLED OFF OF YOU.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUR LAUGH &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAS VERY FAINT, IT ALMOST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOUNDED LIKE A SQUEAKY BELT...BUT I KNOW &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT I HEARD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU THINK YOUR SO CLEVER....HA!&amp;nbsp; I WILL HAVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LAST LAUGH THIS WEEKEND!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'LL WEAR YOUR &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SORRY BELT OFF!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;I'LL BE BACK!!! BE AFRAID!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;BE VERY AFRAID!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-7016387932963964187?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7016387932963964187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/attemptfail.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7016387932963964187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/7016387932963964187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/attemptfail.html' title='Attempt.....FAIL'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4dLoieVjWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/o_VFbGmB_Lk/s72-c/3316_picture_of_a_wornout_woman_on_a_treadmill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-4031205446191376889</id><published>2010-02-24T17:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T17:37:24.701-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>B*U*N*C*O</title><content type='html'>It's Bunco night.&amp;nbsp; For &lt;strong&gt;15&lt;/strong&gt; years a group of Coach's wives and friends &lt;br /&gt;get together once a month and&amp;nbsp;play Bunco. It's actually a mindless&lt;br /&gt;game with absolutely no strategy to win.&amp;nbsp; We rotate homes and&lt;br /&gt;the person hosting for the month, provides the meal for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderful night to hangout with friends and talk about our&lt;br /&gt;husbands, kids, jobs&amp;nbsp;etc.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; There are prizes for: Most wins,&lt;br /&gt;most Buncos, most losses, Bunco ball at the end of the evening&lt;br /&gt;and a door prize.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4W2yKegkwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OryaUUO3JYA/s1600-h/bunco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4W2yKegkwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OryaUUO3JYA/s320/bunco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I come home, my hubby will ask me, "did you win?" and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I always say, "i'm always a winner if I get to come home to you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Altogether now:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; AAAWWWWWWW!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Talk to you all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-4031205446191376889?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4031205446191376889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/bunco.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4031205446191376889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/4031205446191376889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/bunco.html' title='B*U*N*C*O'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4W2yKegkwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OryaUUO3JYA/s72-c/bunco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-8239305853356702285</id><published>2010-02-23T20:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:19:57.613-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>My First Tag</title><content type='html'>I'd like to thank the &lt;strike&gt;Academy &lt;/strike&gt;AJH&amp;nbsp; at &lt;a href="http://wwwagegroupsrock.blogspot.com/"&gt;Age Groups Rock&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for &lt;br /&gt;my first ever tag.&amp;nbsp; I was tagged with the&amp;nbsp; Sunshine Award!&lt;br /&gt;This actually means a little something extra to me since my &lt;br /&gt;youngest son is my "Sunshine".&amp;nbsp; It has been my nickname for&lt;br /&gt;him since he was a baby.&amp;nbsp; He also calls me "his" Sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sunshine" was a bit of a surprise to our family.&amp;nbsp; Sugar and &lt;br /&gt;Squashers came very easily in our quest to start a family.&amp;nbsp; Sugar&lt;br /&gt;was 5 months old when I found out I was pregnant again.&amp;nbsp; The&lt;br /&gt;boys are 14 months apart and are actually best friends.&amp;nbsp; After &lt;br /&gt;they were a little older, Doug and I tried and tried and tried &lt;br /&gt;unsucessfully to have another baby.&amp;nbsp; We pretty much quit worrying &lt;br /&gt;about it and decided to adopt.&amp;nbsp; We went through an independent&lt;br /&gt;facilitator in Florida (&lt;a href="http://www.ukrainianangels.org/"&gt;Ukrainian Angels&lt;/a&gt;) who facilitates adoptions &lt;br /&gt;in Ukraine.&amp;nbsp;We found our daughter in a Ukrainian orphanage &lt;br /&gt;in August of 2002.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4SKL2H6EpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HfAuFUWLNtI/s1600-h/IMG_0163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4SKL2H6EpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HfAuFUWLNtI/s320/IMG_0163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Banana"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 13 y.o.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward 3 months from adopting "Banana" and&amp;nbsp;I find out &lt;br /&gt;my husband has &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; "knocked me up again".&amp;nbsp; We were &lt;br /&gt;completely shocked!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sunshine has been my reward from God for something!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Not sure yet, but he absolutely makes my day brighter each &lt;br /&gt;and every minute of the day!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4SImd3jf1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/S3RRHH7fTfM/s1600-h/P1010344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4SImd3jf1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/S3RRHH7fTfM/s320/P1010344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sunshine!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 6 y.o.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks again &lt;a href="http://wwwagegroupsrock.blogspot.com/"&gt;AJH&lt;/a&gt; for the tag!!&amp;nbsp; You have no idea how much it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and my Sunshine mean to me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7511065445348817910-8239305853356702285?l=wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8239305853356702285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-first-tag.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8239305853356702285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7511065445348817910/posts/default/8239305853356702285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-first-tag.html' title='My First Tag'/><author><name>Monica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319705485471128965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/TTC9vJHFXAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qBzvkLtqt18/S220/P1010597.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4SKL2H6EpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/HfAuFUWLNtI/s72-c/IMG_0163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7511065445348817910.post-1569429356011218255</id><published>2010-02-22T19:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:09:43.894-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school counseling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppies'/><title type='text'>Much About Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Random Monday things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puppies:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; We had a rather calm 1st night with &lt;a href="http://wifemomteacherjogger.blogspot.com/2010/02/growing-family.html"&gt;Ranger and Coach&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I heard one of them bark a few times about 1:45 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and then again about 5:30 right before Doug gets up.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As soon as he opened the kennel, he said he cleaned&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; up poop for the next 15 minutes.&amp;nbsp; They pooped as&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; soon as he opened the gate and then each pooped&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; again after he cleaned up the first round.&amp;nbsp; We all left&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; for school about 7:15 this morning and we left them in&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the laundry room when I got home about 4:30, I opened&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the door and the "odor" enveloped me.&amp;nbsp; Then my sense&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; of vision allowed me to see what I was smelling.&amp;nbsp; Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; everyone, I didn't take any pictures.&amp;nbsp; Right now, they &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; have both crawled underneath one of the couches, and&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; are fast asleep having nice little puppie dreams.&amp;nbsp; I wonder&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; what puppies dream about?&amp;nbsp; What do you all think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4MhoxhsHtI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8HnAC5Zuv-c/s1600-h/P1010405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uvwwCtu1GPo/S4MhoxhsHtI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/8HnAC5Zuv-c/s320/P1010405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ranger and Coach asleep under the couch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Running:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I got back on the treadmill last night and completed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my first normal running routine since my half on the 14th.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In case you're wondering, "Moni, what is your normal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; routine?" It is 3 miles.&amp;nbsp;It felt good to get it done.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've heard so many stories from people who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; run their big races, and then get a major case of burnout &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and don't run again for weeks or even months.&amp;nbsp; I didn't &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; want this&amp;nbsp;to happen to me,&amp;nbsp;so jumping back on the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; treadmill was important.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Job News:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I got an email from the Dean of School Counseling at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; San Angelo State University.&amp;nbsp; I applied to take courses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to get my Masters in School Counseling.&amp;nbsp; It's a pretty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sweet deal.&amp;nbsp; In Texas there are no pure online degrees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; for people getting their SC degree.&amp;nbsp; I can get a school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Principal degree, or a school Administrator degree online&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; but not a counselor.&amp;nbsp; This program is based out of a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; University located about 2- 1/2 hours from here, but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; they have set up a Satellite campus about 30 minutes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; from here.&amp;nbsp; It will be about 2-3 actual class meetings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a semester and the rest is purely online!&amp;nbsp; I've been &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; waiting for years for something like this to be available.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With 4 kids still at home and a hubby that is gone all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the time with his coaching, it is SO difficult for me to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; get out of the house in the evenings on a regular basis.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;have been a&amp;nbsp;Health teacher for ove13 years, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and our most brilliant (&lt;em&gt;sarcasm&lt;/em&gt;) Texas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;State Board of Education has decided to remove Health,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp;year&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;PE and&amp;nbsp;Technology classes from the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Required curriculum.&amp;nbsp; This puts my numbers of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; potential students down and leaves me going back to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my other teaching field: &lt;strong&gt;Biology&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I DON'T WANT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; TO TEACH BIOLOGY AGAIN!&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align:
