Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
First of all, they were a great running store. They are super friendly and customer service is top notch. Second, my old running shoes were hurting my feet and I needed a new pair. So, I bought these pretty blue running shoes with just the right amount of support. With my new shoes and this:
My New York City Marathon entry number is 361820.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
You can call something a party, just invite your siblings, and it really does constitute as a party. I love that. My sis, Amy, is selling Arbonne and still learning a few things about her business. She needed to learn how to do a make up party, so we so kindly agreed to drink some margaritas and give Arbonne make up a go.
Make Up Application: Please notice my lack of attention to make up applying
So darling... Granddaughter and Grandma
Lizzie (not a sister), me, and Kara
From left: Steph, Me, Ashley (TJ's fiance), Mom, Tammy, Amy, Taylor, Sharon (Taylor's friend's mom), Kara (taylor's friend) Not pictured: Sister Kara
Special Note: Maybe don't learn about your business over margaritas. We learned a great deal about the deliciousness of guac and margaritas, we applied some make up, we had fun, but I am not sure Amy learned all she needed to about doing an Arbonne Make Up party. I could be wrong, but Ames and I don't tend to drink and, well, those margaritas can take effect faster than on most. Just saying.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
that's just when I am being the bratty youngest. When I snap out of my brattiness and stop saying, "woe is me" I realize how freakin sweet this all really is. First of all, I have five awesome sibs who are enjoying major milestones in this 2008-2009 year. (except for Amy... but you have a husband and three kids, so give me a break :)) They are happy and healthy and want to share their life with me. And, to me, that is pretty great. Secondly, THANK GOD I am not in Colorado. If I've said it once I've said it a million times, God's provision, I think so. I am so happy to be here for all the fun events of the year. It makes me sad to think I would have only been in town two or three times during all this hooplah. Finally, how do I so quickly forget all the great things I am blessed with this year and always?! I may not be getting married or having a baby, but I am preparing for a four continent mission trip in July, working the job of my dreams, and beginning to train for the New York City marathon that I will be running to raise money for Team for Kids (an organization for childhood obesity).
To think in the midst of all of that I would have the nerve to say, "Woe is me"?! Pretty pitiful of me. Sibs, thanks for a year of fun, celebrations, and milestones. Mom and dad, thanks for the support. God, thanks for snapping me back in to reality. You surely won't hear me saying, "woe is me".