I Hate Running...

I really do. I have never found it relaxing or something I have ever had the desire to do. And yet, for some reason, my friend, Erin (who also hates running) and I got it in our heads that we should do a 10k (6.2 miles people). I am pretty sure the only times I have run for anything was the 1 mile requirement in High School P.E! So all you people who are addicted to running and have to do it everyday and love every minute of it...I don't understand you.

Anyway, we have been working out together for a while, and then signed ourselves up for the race. After we signed up I was a nervous wreck, I had about 17 different scenarios of how the whole thing could go wrong (coming in last, vomiting, vomiting on someone, etc) and I had nightmares about it. Before the race, I never actually got up to 6 miles on my own. I did 5 one day and I was ready to die...literally crawled off the treadmill...nice.

Well, Saturday was the big day... lets all just take note of the background of this first picture...yes it is still dark outside. We got up at 4:30 in the AM--so we are freezing, the wind is blowing, it is dark, and now I am supposed to run!

This next one is about a mile into the race, the sun is up and we are feeling good!

Five miles into the race...still going strong...

Strong enough even to pose for the camera.

And the finish line! I came 192nd out of something like 300 people Boomshakalaka!
My time was 1:14:47

Here comes Erin, right behind me. Her time was 1:16:50

And now for a bit of a shocker...I actually, sort of, maybe a little bit, kind of liked it a little. I felt good the whole time, never felt out of breath. I went slow...real slow....but I felt good! I think I may run some more...And for running that 10k I was given a gift, a gift that I hesitate even showing a picture of for fear of being mugged...it's that spectacular...

Yes this beautiful sweatshirt is what I earned and now you all are coveting.
Soak it in, soak it all in.

Now here is the real shocker...I paid $28 to run. I paid money to run. What!?

Fish Anyone?

Easton has been having a problem taking too long to wash his hands after eating or going to the bathroom...he gets a bit distracted and starts to play in the water. So the other day, after he had spent a good amount of time playing in the water, I thought I would try and be a little clever...so I said,
"Easton, you can't keep the water on that long because you are taking all of the fishys water, and if you take all of their water they aren't going to be able to swim anymore."

After I said this Easton's face changed and I watched him try and think through this statement. He didn't say anything for about 30 seconds to a minute...he just kept thinking about it. At this point, I am thinking what a good job I have done and that he totally gets it...well, I was proud until Easton responded...

Easton said, "All of the fishys will run out of water...and then I will eat them."

**sigh**

Halloween Leftovers

Just some stuff from October that I never got a chance to post about...
Ace brought home these cheap little masks, and the kids didn't take them off for about 3 days

At the pumpkin patch...

The pumpkins we made...

And this picture makes me happy. I laugh every time I look at it...

Ogres Are Like Onions...

This year we were the Shrek family for Halloween. Ace was Shrek, I was Princess Fiona, Easton was Donkey, and Ty was one of the baby ogres. We had a fun night at the trunk or treat and even though Easton doesn't look like it, he was happy about the huge amount of candy he got.

So here we are with a little comparison to the real thing...

Please ignore the weird pictures...it was all I could find!

I have always loved to dress up on Halloween, but the one thing I don't like is dressing up with face paint...I don't like the mess and stuff like that on my face. I tried to get out of painting my face, but Ace said that if he had to paint I had to too! I was worried that it wasn't going to come off because I made it with a whole lot of green food coloring and we would be going to church today looking like ogres, but never fear it all came off :)

If you notice Ace has no ears on in some pictures he thought it would be a good idea to hot glue the ears to his head...I tried to explain to him that hot glue is, well, hot and would burn him...needless to say, he did it any way and now has two lovely burn marks behind his ears to remember this night by...

"I'm a 'yogurt'!" as Easton says.

I don't know about you, but I think this is one cute little ogre!