We have lived in our house for almost three years. Garbage day is and always has been on Thursdays, with the exception of the holiday days when it pushes the garbage day to Friday...but this is rare. So...when I'm sitting on the couch this morning and I hear the garbage truck coming...I run to the door, throw off my socks that I'm wearing with leggings, throw on some shoes and run out the street with my garbage can in tow. The garbage man, bless his heart, is on the other side of the street actually dumping garbage cans that people have left at the top of their driveway, forgetting to put them out on the street...I couldn't believe it...he actually took the time to walk up to their garage, grab the can and dump them. So, I'm standing across the street, shouting above the sound of the truck..."Have you already dumped our side of the street." No response, he hasn't heard me. I wait until he's on the other side of the truck, again I SHOUT, "Have you already dumped our side of the street?" He says no...hurray, I haven't missed garbage day. But, I realize that I have exited the house with no bra...and the cold weather has turned me to RT. Hands across my chest, I hurry back in the house, boobs jiggling a bit. I'm sorry garbage man...I am totally inappropriate and realize I now look like a frumpy housewife...but thank you for dumping my garbage. :)
So...when I wake up in the morning and step on the scale, this picture is how I feel, minus the desire to workout. You would think this would be motivation to get my butt on the elliptical and just"do it." But for whatever reason, it's just not. I spend my entire day thinking, "I should go work out." But instead I find other things to do, like blog, surf the net, putter around the house, start a load of laundry...I couldn't possibly find the time to work out, could I? and for some reason I am always shocked when I step on the scale to find out I haven't lost any weight...come on, I skipped lunch...ok, so I did eat a JCW's kids meal for dinner, and several bags of fruit snacks, BUT HEY GUYS, I SKIPPED LUNCH. I am thrilled with the fact that I've lost 25 pounds since August, but when you have 70 more to lose, it doesn't seem that satisfying. It means I'm only a fourth of the way to my goal...yes, I can do math...thank you Springville High. Is losing weight enough motivation? or should we rather be motivated by being healthy, knowing we aren't going to die if we are healthy and work out, instead of being motivated by the white linen Bebe pants that have been in the back of my closet since the day we got married?
There are 99 things here, and the things I've done are bolded.
1. Started your own blog 2. Slept under the stars 3. Played in a band - guitar hero absolutely counts, I play the guitar and I'm the lead singer...but I suck! 4. Visited Hawaii 5. Watched a Meteor Shower 6. Given more than you can afford to charity - does tithing count? 7. Been to Disneyland - more times than I can even count...LOVE it! 8. Climbed a Mountain - there aint no mountain high enough... 9. Held a praying mantis 10. Sang a solo - in my shower 11. Bungee jumped 12. Visited Paris - Vegas counts, I know it does! ...and The Paris in Las Vegas stinks...no Diet Coke products. 13. Watched a lightning storm at sea 14. Taught yourself an art from scratch 15. Adopted a child - see me later about this one. :) 16. Had food poisoning 17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty 18. Grown your own vegetables - do weeds count, because I've had some salads that tasted like weeds. 19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France 20. Slept on an overnight train 21. Had a pillow fight 22. Hitch hiked 23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill - if you are my boss, ex-boss, or future boss..please disregard this. 24. Built a snow fort 25. Held a Lamb 26. Gone skinny dipping - please don't throw up...it was when I was MUCH thinner. 27. Run a Marathon (5k) 28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice - does Las Vegas count? I think it does! 29. Seen a total eclipse 30. Watched a sunrise or sunset 31. Hit a home run 32. Been on a cruise - single day cruise ships...I think those count. 33. Seen Niagara Falls in person 34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors 35. Seen an Amish community - not only did I see it, but I shopped and ate in it too. 36. Taught yourself a new language 37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied 38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person 39. Gone rock climbing 40. Seen Michelangelo’s David 41. Sung karaoke 42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt 43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant 44. Visited Africa 45. Walked on a beach by moonlight 46. Been transported in an ambulance 47. Had your portrait painted - the Bishop who married us(who is a family friend) hand drew a picture of Kenny and I as a gift for our wedding. 48. Gone deep sea fishing 49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person 50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris 51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling - scuba certified 52. Kissed in the rain 53. Played in the mud 54. Gone to a drive-in theater 55. Been in a movie - I was in a little tutorial video for Franklin Covey 56. Visited the Great Wall of China 57. Started a business - or 5 58. Taken a martial arts class 59. Visited Russia 60. Served at a soup kitchen 61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies 62. Gone whale watching 63. Got flowers for no reason 64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma - yes, but I don't do it anymore...they can't find my veins 65. Gone sky diving 66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp 67. Bounced a check 68. Flown in a helicopter 69. Saved a favorite childhood toy 70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial 71. Eaten Caviar 72. Pieced a quilt 73. Stood in Times Square 74. Toured the Everglades 75. Been fired from a job 76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London 77. Broken a bone 78. Been on a speeding motorcycle 79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person 80. Published a book 81. Visited the Vatican 82. Bought a brand new car 83. Walked in Jerusalem 84. Had your picture in the newspaper 85. Read the entire Bible 86. Visited the White House 87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating 88. Had chickenpox 89. Saved someone’s life 90. Sat on a jury 91. Met someone famous - I HEART Lauren Conrad 92. Joined a book club - joined and then dropped out before the first book because I didn't think reading the Ensign classifies as a "book club." 93. Lost a loved one - too too many 94. Had a baby - I wish 95. Seen the Alamo in person 96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake - I think it's more like floating. 97. Been involved in a law suit 98. Owned a cell phone 99. Been stung by a bee - only once, and I think it was actually a wasp
Turns out I'm only 50% experienced in life...good thing I have at least 50% of my life to live!
Kenny's turn to teach...phew! This week will be a breeze. We had both procrastinated studying for our lesson...oops! Saturday night we had friends over for games and food, and during game time, I looked over at Kenny and he was studying for the lesson...what a good boy. ok, all is good...this will still be a breeze. We get to church...sunbeam bag in tow, uh oh...we forgot the puzzle. Kenny ran home to get it, while I enjoyed the rest of sacrament meeting. Uh oh, we forgot to get a picture of Jesus and Heavenly Father...it's ok, we'll grab one from the library before we go to sharing time...everything is good. Sharing Time...I get 5 of our 6 kids, while Kenny gets one REALLY unruly little girl and a sunbeam, who I think isn't in our class. Sharing time starts...he's still there. " Does anyone know who this is? I don't think he's in our class. No, it's not Cameron..." Ok, so he belongs in another Sunbeams class...and no, he's not moving out of his chair to go sit with his class...fine, sit with ours. The unruly girl and the mystery child won't stop bugging each other...licking each other, climbing under the seats, etc., so Kenny moves the unruly girl to his big kid chair, and he takes her ultra tiny, too small for a 6'4" man chair. Well...wiggly, wiggly girl, wiggles right through the back of the chair and onto the floor where she hits her head and starts crying. I whisper to Kenny, trade seats with her... By now the mystery child has moved a row back to sit with his brother, where he is threatened by the Primary President to put his flashlight away, or it's going to be taken away. Meanwhile I have the cutest, quietest little girl sitting on my lap, playing with my watch, adorable boy on one side playing with the same watch, and another adorable girl sitting on the other side of me, playing with my hair. Please note that ALL of our Sunbeams are adorable...even unruly little girls who are lifting up their dresses, putting their feet on their chair, and scratching their bare thighs. PHEW, we made it through Sharing Time... which was followed by a lesson, stickers, puzzle, two trips to the drinking fountain, one trip to the girl's bathroom...me supervising, one trip to the boy's bathroom, Kenny supervising...his trip didn't go quite so easy as mine. Something about our adorable little Sunbeam coming out with his pants down and his diaper in his hand, followed by a panicking Kenny looking for his parents, snacks, thievery, crying, trips to the moon, ring around the rosies, and coloring. I need a smoke. j/k I've never even smoked a cigarette...but I can imagine that if I would have...this is when the cravings would have come back. But the best part is, we get to do it all over next week. I truly do love our Sunbeams and I've very thankful for this calling. They are already teaching us patience and love.
So...I guess since everyone is gung-ho on their blogs, I better get on mine. I love reading everyone's blog... instead of calling someone on the phone to see how they are doing, I just type in youaremybestfriendandiwanttoseehowyouaredoing.blogspot.com, and then I know. It's so much easier than holding the phone up to my head, worrying about weather the waves are giving me brain cancer, and fading in and out of listening. ;) you know I don't really do that. At any rate, I'm starting my blog. It's official...I have a feeling it will turn into more of a rant and rave for me...but it's a blog still the same.
Who are we? Well...I'm Kelli, and my husband's name is Kenny, and we now have a sweet little baby...and together we make the Rays. I have another blog www.ihatecookingbutlovetoeat.blogspot.com. I don't really enjoy cooking AT ALL...but there are a few recipes that I don't mind making...just because they are so fabulous to eat when done. This is a place for those recipes. So, the next time you have something at my house, rest assured, the recipe is on this blog.