1.24.2011

running


This last Saturday was a great milestone for me. Jodee and I ran 5 miles! It took us 58 minutes, which I don't care that much about really. I am mostly going for distance at this point. I like running and in the future I hope to be able to say, "I love running". Who really loves something they aren't that great at? I do love how it makes me feel though.

Today we ran 4 miles in 46?? minutes. Our first mile was just under 10 minutes, which was fantastic, because usually the first mile is the toughest. We have a great area near my house that has some gravel and dirt 'roads' of sorts. It feels so good to run on the soft, compact dirt. Jodee has an app on her new phone called "Runtastic". I definitely need a new phone so I can get that app too. It tracks everything! Miles run, mph, pace of each mile, elevation loss/gain, minutes, temp outside, etc. Pretty cool.

My friend Rachelle has a great plaque on her wall. It says: "Family Motto: We Do Hard Things". I love love love it! I have sort of adopted it as my running mantra :)

1.23.2011

Saturday morning movie. Alaina loves to cuddle stuffed animals. I think it's really cute. And I'm so glad my girls like each other right now.














What am I going to do with this kid? She gets into everything! I just caught a couple pictures of her fun yesterday. Sprinkling raisins all over the kitchen floor......













emptying the kitchen towel drawer. A favorite of hers.....















stopping to pose for a quick, cheesy picture. She is a lot of fun and even though I see many injuries in her future and I have to re-clean just about everything that I have just cleaned because of her curious nature...I wouldn't trade her for anyone else. The other day she came walking into the bathroom with a Pampered Chef paring knife in hand and in her MOUTH! I'm so glad it was one I've had for a long time and it wasn't too sharp. I thought for sure she had cut something open. Where did she get it???? Out of the dishwasher. Nothing is safe!

1.18.2011

muffin top challenge week 3

4.2 lbs lost! I'm pretty happy with that :)

1.17.2011

Silhouette Giveaway

I am trying to win a Silhouette Machine again. I am required to blog about this give away, although selfishly I don't want to tell anyone, because if you enter that just makes my chances of winning even harder! haha. But, if you are really interested then go to:

http://houseofsmiths.blogspot.com/2011/01/silhouette-craft-cutter-machine.html

1.14.2011

a regular day



















Alaina's hair is taking it's sweet time growing in. The bulk of her hair is in the back of her head. The top of her head is slowly catching up, but the sides are WAY behind. It's the classic toddler-mullet look. She won't keep clips in, (as I mentioned in the last post) so today I thought I'd try a little pig tail. It's her first one! Yeah, I don't think it's workin for her.

Anyway, today I wasn't going to run, but then Jodee called and I decided to go. Since I ran yesterday and had a hard time, I was going to rest for a day. We went for 4 miles. I was soooooo tired at first and really not wanting to run. AT ALL! It was perfect weather fun running though. About 50 degrees and breezy. We didn't run non-stop, but we made it 4 miles. Yay! It seems like it takes me about 2 miles to get into a rhythm.

It's Justin's weekend off. Those are sacred to me. He just called to tell me he was asked to work security at the hockey game tonight. Being the good husband he is, and wanting to earn extra money, he said yes. I am thankful, yet I could cry. At least it's only a few hours. Good night.

1.13.2011

muffin top challenge

official t-shirt (the muffin is pink!)

Well, this was week one of the Muffin Top challenge. I only lost one pound. I was pretty discouraged because I have been counting calories AND working out 6 times a week. I guess I was hoping for more. I pouted for a couple days and decided to get over it.

I am up to being able to do a 5K and have beat my time by about 2:30-3 minutes. This was supposed to be my first official week of training for the 1/2 marathon. I was scheduled to run 4 miles yesterday, but there was snow on the ground, so it didn't happen. Today however, it was absolutely beautiful and about 60 degrees when I got out to run. I felt like I was doing good, although feeling a bit sore today. (I decided that I shouldn't do aerobics in the morning and then try to go for a longer run than I have before). I kept telling myself to just take it easy and slow. Still doing pretty good. And then! I started to feel like I was going to....well....lets just say, my insides are a bit delicate anymore. Every step started to bring a wave of panic. LAME! I made it 3.25 miles, but had to do a lot of walking to keep from having a very humiliating experience. So. I will try for 4 miles on Saturday when I haven't eaten 2 meals for the day already.

I am still fighting a lot of self-doubt about running this 'race'. That's a lot of miles! I have made good progress though. I guess I'll just keep saying, "I think I can, I think I can".



I know I already posted these pictures on facebook,but I've been wanting to blog about something...just don't know what. Soooo....here are some valentine decorations I have been working on. They were really easy to do, just took a little time. Found them over at the idea room dot net.

She calls this one: "Heart felt wreath" (it's made out of felt)



Oh Alaina. Such a goofy little girl. I LOVE these overalls she got for Christmas. They are so cute! I was trying to get a picture of her with a clip in her hair. It's useless. She rips them out as fast as I put them on.

1.04.2011

The Police Wife Life...

Justin handed me this article to read today. I laughed and cried while reading this. If you would like a little glimpse into my life, here it is. I highlighted in red, the parts that I particularly related to the most.


***I DID NOT WRITE THIS***


"The Police Wife Life, Selfish Is Not An Option"

by: Melissa Littles


We've all heard the phrase..."there's something about a man in uniform". For those who have done nothing more than enjoy the view, there is a lot more to consider before making a decision to be a part of all the uniform entails. Being the wife of a police officer is not for the weak, nor the self centered, nor the needy, clingy, insecure or high maintenance type of woman.

I remember him calling me for the first time on his lunch break from his patrol car. Within ten minutes it became very clear that if a relationship with a police officer was anything like trying to carry on a simple phone conversation with a police officer, challenging was going to be an understatement. Between the radio squawking in the background to the interruptions of other officers talking back and forth, his attention being distracted by passing traffic and the mid-sentence "I have to call you back", which happened at least five times during that first 30 minute conversation, I knew I was in store for something on a whole other level.

Being a police wife or "LEO wife" as we are known, is quite the interesting life. Police marriages fall victim to an extremely high divorce rate, and there is a good reason for that. Let me start off by saying just as in all professions, there is good and bad in everything somewhere down the line. It is true that there are good cops who honor the badge and bad cops who don't. But the ones who uphold their duty as officers and honor the badge far outweighs those that don't. I say that because many people just don't like the police. I think in talking about life in law enforcement many times you are immediately brushed off by those who really aren't interested in hearing about it because being married to a cop, people either love you or hate you. My response to the latter is simple....Hate cops? Next time you're in trouble, call a crackhead instead of 911. Let me know how that works out for you. That being said.....I am married to a good cop.

The abnormalities of a LEO wife's day begin with the shift. We do not base our days on normal hours, our days coordinate with whatever shift our LEO is working. There is no such thing as a standard 8 hour day in the life of a LEO or a LEO wife. In an average week you will have several days where the end of his shift comes many hours after it ended. A simple traffic stop turns into a drug bust, another officer calls for backup, there is a multiple vehicle collision and they need more officers. A LEO wife learns to cook dinner for her family, and keep a plate warm in the oven. In a LEO household dinner can be midnight or later, breakfast is at lunchtime, and lunchtime can be as late as 9:00p.m. There are many times I will try and meet my husband somewhere for "lunch" only to be left waiting because a call came in while he was in route to eat, or I will end up going home without ever seeing him at all. Times he will plan to come in for dinner are often thwarted for the same reasons. All that effort you put in marinating that steak, or fixing his favorite dessert will most times go unnoticed. You will put your children to bed most nights alone while explaining that Daddy loves them, he's just out making sure we're all safe. You will sleep with one eye open, both ears focused on the sound of the garage door and your cell phone on your pillow. Your children will learn to recognize the sound of the garage door opening at a very early age, and they too will sleep a little better after Daddy comes in and kisses their little cheeks.

Holidays, special occasions, anniversary's and birthdays are just days you must be prepared to work around. My LEO works lake patrol in the summer months. For us, there is no such thing as the Fourth of July or Memorial Day or Labor Day. We will never be available for the family reunion or summer picnic on any of those three day weekends. If you want to take your children to see fireworks, be prepared to go alone because not only does he work all weekend, he is working mandatory overtime 12-16 hour shifts. And although if he does have seniority he can actually get the holiday off, chances are he will sign up to work overtime, trying to get ahead just a little bit....after all, one may think you would get a little more money in the bank by walking around with a bull's eye on your back for a living, but for some reason, all that public service comes at one heck of a bargain.

Our three year old was born on September 5th...Labor Day weekend. Two years ago we managed to fit in some quick cake shots when the husband made it home for a 30 minute lunch break. This past year, we didn't even buy a cake. We planned to do cake a few nights later. After about a week, I just let it go.

Trying to have a date night is always interesting. You will wait longer to get a table where he can face the door. You will watch him scope out the lobby on the way in for anyone he has previously arrested and you will not get through the meal without another officer calling his cell. You will be grateful if you can keep him awake after you get home, as chances are you squeezed in date night after a shift anyway, and you will learn to not take it personally when even at your best, you cannot compete with his exhaustion.

Grocery shopping or trips to crowded locations can become a game of "I spy a felon". You quickly learn the "aisle over" strategy. When your LEO suddenly announces "don't turn around" or "we need to get out of this aisle now" or "wait, wait, wait....ok go, go, go", your instincts may be to want to know who we are avoiding and what the story is behind it, but you will learn quickly to follow instructions and ask when you get to the car. You will also get the "walk away" lesson. If you are ever with your LEO in public, especially with your children and you are told to "take the kids and go" or "walk the other way now", you will learn to shake off the instinct to remain by his side, and without question, you will do as you are told. This is not a control issue by any means and you will learn to recognize there is a very big difference between your husband being controlling by ordering you around and your LEO husband recognizing a situation in which he needs to protect you from those that recognize and hate him, and those he does not ever want to recognize you as his wife when he is not with you.

You will also learn to laugh at things you never imagined, such as the phrases only a LEO family could consider "normal"....."Honey, another hooker peed in my car, I have to go by the City garage and hose out the back before I come home"......"Honey, I've got 10lbs of pot to inventory, I'm going to be late, oh and head's up, there's blood all over my shirt". "Honey, there are a bunch of cows in the road by the tracks, I've got to run some traffic control before I can get home"...."Honey, some idiot is naked at the sno cone hut, hey did you know they have coconut now?".

You will learn that even when you are having a really bad day and you just need his shoulder to lean on or his ear to bend, you may have to wait. And when you do have the chance to vent be prepared to be hung up on, interrupted or only partially paid attention to or heard over the noise of the radio, which never stops and is always heard first. When you accept that your needs will have to wait until the end of the shift, be prepared to have him snoring almost instantly as you begin to finally vent.

You will find a way to tune out those "breaking news" alerts on the local news when he is on duty. Whereas in the beginning you would instantly call his cell to make sure he's alright, over time you have learned that he won't answer if he's in the middle of something and calling only to get no answer will really leave you worried that he's hurt or in trouble. You will learn to remember that he is also fully aware he is on the nightly news and will call you as soon as he can.

You will learn not to ask how his day was. He will share what he needs to, bottle up what he has to and act like everything is fine when it isn't. You will know when it was a bad day without asking and you will understand that not sharing does not mean not caring. It just means reliving it is not appealing before dinner, and some things he would really like to forget.

You will learn that a Police Officer lives his life on duty. There is never a time he does not feel compelled to be alert and as the saying goes "prepared for anything, anytime, anywhere". You will learn not to be annoyed at his repeated instructions to "be aware of your surroundings", "watch your speed", "park close to an exit" and "never let the gas light come on in your car". Although there are times you want to scream "I AM NOT A TEENAGER, I GET IT!", you will learn that it is just the way he is wired as he sees so much that he never wants to happen to you and your children.

Being the wife of a Police Officer means you must be as dedicated to his love of the job as he is. The first step toward that order is realizing it is not a job to him. It is who he his. There is a reason Police Officers choose a profession with low pay, horrible hours, immense stress, non-existent holidays and a huge potential for danger. It is because they are called to duty. They are compelled by a desire to help those in need, to make a difference....to protect and serve. Being the wife of a LEO means having a mutual respect and understanding of that fact and being willing to make the continual compromises and sacrifices to enable your LEO to be able to head off into the night with the best frame of mind he can possibly have.

Being a LEO wife means putting your husband first, not out of a sense of duty or out of submission or control, but out of love and respect for all he faces each time he walks out the door. You will learn to understand that being frustrated is normal, but being resentful and angry is not an option. Things that are a huge deal to most wives such as holiday traditions, the perfect birthday party, the family photo shoot scheduled for weeks, a date night you spent a month looking forward to, the biggest football game of your son's high school senior year, your baby's first ballet recital....all of those things to a LEO wife are considered just something else she may end up dealing with alone. Frustrating? Absolutely. Disappointing? Always. Worth sending your LEO out into danger knowing you are furious with him? Never. A LEO wife will learn to hold her tongue, tell him she loves him, kiss him goodbye, and say a prayer that he comes home so she can yell at him later. We are human, we still want what we want, but we learn to see the bigger picture.

My three year old son loves his Daddy. You will find more "PoPo" cars in the toy chest than any other toy. He idolizes his father and even at only three years of age, he understands there is something about what Daddy does that makes it a big deal. When Daddy leaves for a shift my son MUST go to the driveway and wave good-bye as Daddy turns on his lights and pulls away. It is a ritual that our son came up with all on his own. My son can also instantly recognize the sound of the garage door and knows the difference between the sound of Daddy's engine and that of his teenage sisters. He will stop anything he is doing and run for the door when he knows Daddy is home. Nights that we spend alone we pray together that Daddy will help keep everyone safe and that he will come home soon. My son always asks me to "promise" that Daddy will come see him when he gets home if he is asleep. They say children can sense things and I absolutely believe he understands there is a reason it is a big deal when Daddy leaves and an even bigger deal when he returns.

There are many many times I wish for a moment of selfish indulgence. Although I cannot remember the last time I wished for something just for me. Instead I wish for "us". I wish for no radios or pagers or on call weekends. I wish for alone time and snuggle time and quiet moments of peace. I wish for certainty of safety and a guarantee of growing old together. I understand no one has that guarantee and most couples with children and careers and busy lives wish for the same things, but for me it seems so constantly unattainable. Oddly, you would think that the longer you have been married to a LEO, the easier it gets. For me at least, it seems to get more difficult in certain ways. The longer I am with him, the more I see, the more I know and the more it makes me realize how real the dangers can be. Being supportive of sending your best friend out into danger each day is not always easy but part of being a wife is supporting his dream. I knew from the moment I met him what I was signing up for. I wouldn't trade it for the world. My husband is a wonderful man with a work ethic like no other. He works day and night to support his family and protect his community. He has been called to this line of duty and I am one of those LEO wives who literally beams with pride when I see him in that uniform. He is an amazing father, a loving and supportive husband and as hard as it is to find time for each other, we manage to make it work. He is my best friend and I cannot imagine a day without him in my life.

There are many people out there that see cops as lazy, crooked, donut eating fools with a chip on their shoulders and pride swelling due to a gun toting power trip. As stated above, there are bad people in every profession. There are also good people in every profession. For the good ones, consider this.....Police Officers live each day fully prepared to lay down their lives for any given stranger at any given moment. They spend countless hours away from their family to help protect yours. They will face those persons with nothing to gain when they themselves have everything to lose. They begin each shift knowing it could be their last, and they have the added stress of knowing their spouse and children are home waiting, hoping and praying they never see the Captain at their front door. I love my LEO.

To date in 2010, as of December 29th, 161 officers have been killed in the line of duty. 161 sons, daughters, mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, husbands and wives who will never kiss their families again. They died protecting and serving the citizens and non-citizens of this country. They died at the hands of repeat offenders, parolees, drunks, drug addicts, political and religious radicals. They died helping innocent people change flat tires. They died responding to traffic accidents and domestic disputes. They were murdered in cold blood making routine traffic stops. They died doing what they were called to do, regardless of the circumstance.

Be grateful for our Police Officers.

1.03.2011

biggest loser- Kennewick style



After running my 4 days last week in very cold temperatures, I decided a Balaclava would be a good investment. (I know, a what???) If you wear it without a hat over the top it just looks really weird. It helped tremendously! This is my friend Jodee and I before going out for a run today.

It was around 20 degrees, but beautiful and sunny! She and several other friends will be doing either the 1/2 or full marathon in May as well. It is going to be so much fun!

On another fitness note: a couple other girlfriends of mine have put together a little weightloss challenge. Get this, it's officially called the "Put a Stop to the Muffin Top". It's a 12 week challenge. Everyone puts in $100 bucks- (this is only for the SERIOUS) and at the end of the 12 weeks the person who has lost the biggest percentage of weight wins 75% of the cash. The other 25% is used for other prizes. I think I could actually have a chance to win something. Mostly because I still have quite a bit of weight to lose as compared to several of the other gals I know around here. Although, I am not sure who will be participating. Starts tomorrow and ends March 29th. Sounds fun, doesn't it?

1.02.2011

cold running

Last January when I decided to start running again, I kinda felt like this picture.

Or a little like this picture.

This year I can say I feel quite different than either of those pictures. I am happy to report that I ran 4 times last week. I am still pretty slow and trying to get my legs and lungs stronger, but I am ok with that. I am working on building up stamina and endurance right now. I've been doing a run/walk type thing I found online at runnersworld.com. Right now I am just running for 30 minutes. Saturday I ran 11 minutes/walked 1; ran 11/walked 1; ran 8 min. Tomorrow I will do 12 min/walk 1; 12/1; run 4min. You just progressively increase your length of running time. On my 2 non-run days, I will do aerobics and strength training.

It feels great! Twice last week I ran with a friend, (a friend who is definitely a stronger runner than I am) and that really helped me push through when I wanted to stop and walk sooner. I still have a hard time telling if it's my lungs/heart or my legs that are more tired. Saturday it was about 16 degrees out when we ran. I talked her into just doing it outside even though she didn't recommend it. It was definitely and little rough on the lungs, but I don't have a treadmill and I would rather run outside anyway.

I wish I was stronger, but I have to remind myself that I am just starting and to be patient. I'll get there!