Workout Wannabe

The workout is going fine. I've only been averaging a couple of visits per week but that is enough for now. The gym is crazy crowded. Mike, the workout king wannabe, hates this time of year because it's when all the New Years resolution folk have a go at everything.

When I arrive at the gym, I make a bee-line for the machines - ellipticals, bikes, treadmills, whatever is available. I'm like a mouse and that sometimes lone machine is the cheese. I like the machines because I can watch television and take my mind off of the sweat dripping down my face, back, etc. I saw a co-worker who had completed an hour of circuit training and was sad that no one from her class was up for jogging on the track tonight. She is in excellent shape and would run circles around me so I'm glad that I was headed home.

I feel pretty good . . . after my 50 minute workout is over. My target area is down under. My northern hemisphere is not so bad. Not saying I can't pinch an inch above the equator but it's the southern area that needs some work. I'm a little pear that doesn't need any more ripening, if you know what I mean.

The best part of the workout is coming home to my little man. Jack and I played hockey with two plastic golf clubs and a ball and jumped over a slinky that we pretended was a rope tonight. He's a good jumper. Oh, we also played hide-and-seek, but Jack always gave away his hiding place - the same place each time. He's so stinkin' cute.

Everybody Counts

I worked at our town's annual Diversity Breakfast last week. Each year, school children write poems about diversity and these are included in the event's program. The following is by 4th grader, Zayd Alrawi.

I think everybody should count

It doesn't matter if your skin color is black, brown, or tan

It doesn't matter if you have a broken arm or a missing limb

It doesn't matter if you're short, tall, fat, or skinny

All that matters is that everybody is treated equally

If you have a good heart

This means you share and care about others

Have kind feelings towards others

That's what matters

To live peacefully

We have to accept everybody's difference and forgive each other

That's what matters

Amen. On this Martin Luther King Jr. Day, I pray that people will see others for what's inside them. I hope all people will come to appreciate diversity and how beautiful it makes our world.

Weekend in Review

The three day weekend was nice but reality hits tomorrow. Back to work. But we had fun this past weekend, playing and actually cleaning. It's hard to keep a house clean with a 2-year-old monkey running around but we manage.

We saw Grandma and Grandpa and the cousins yesterday. The kids love playing behind mom and dad's curtains. Meaghan even made a tent with the help of Skippyjonjones. The boys are starting to play together a little more...
...whenever Garrett isn't trying to bite fingers and toes off of a poor doll.

Somebody please get that kid a binky!

Census Swank

You hear about it all the time - Hollywood stars receiving swanky items at events. Well, I'm sure those flashy fancies and techy toys have nothing on what I picked up at a meeting on Friday - Census Swank.

Want to look cool in front of your friends? What about a Census ball cap? Perfect for any event like an upcoming class reunion. If you didn't dress cool in school, now is your chance to shine. We'll even throw in a Census tote bag.

What about a note pad doo dad that almost looks like a PDA? Yep, we got that.

One of the themes for the 2010 Census is "It's In Our Hands." Well, not with these antibacterial wipes and hand sanitizer.
By the way, it is important to be counted during the 2010 Census. It helps determine the number of congressional seats and federal funding a state receives. However, I think the government may be spending too much on trinkets.

Jack's Wise Words

Mike and Jack were playing trains tonight when Thomas fell off the track. When Mike pointed this out to him, Jack answered, "It happens."

The Blessings of Friendship

We had so much fun at Aunt EE's house last night. Aunt EE and the gang took wonderful care of Jack while we were going through the adoption process. They were a rock for us.

We love hanging out with this family.

EE's children played London Bridge with Jack. And let's just say he liked being caught when the bridge fell down.

"Again!"

Jack Be Nimble, Jack Be Quick