Saturday bike ride

Life around my house has been fairly uneventful lately, just how I like it, though it doesn't make for very good blogging!

Saturday my little family went for a bike ride down the Hawthorne trail.  Phil got a new bike for Christmas and I got one shortly afterward so we have been trying to make time to go out together with Lucy in her little pod that Phil pulls along with his bike.  The weather was gorgeous so we went out around 1pm and made it back to the car around 3pm.  After that we took Lucy to the park to play so she could burn a little energy too!  Saturday at the park is a true experience and only serves to remind me how much I hate Gainesville, but that's for another post and she had a good time which is what matters!

 

Anyway, one part of the trail takes you to Alachua Lake overlook and while I wasn't expecting much I was actually blown away at how pretty it was!  I wish I had my camera with me but thankfully I brought my phone and could take a couple pics.  Lucy thought it was pretty great too!

Though I think the highlight of the trip was the (thanks to facebook) now infamous "flowered panties."  For those that haven't seen the explanation:  I was trucking along on my bike in front of Phil and Lucy when I hear Phil call out "turn left up here, flowered panties" and before I could even say anything I hear Lucy from her pod "flower panty."  It served as my lesson that I really need to get some better biking/walking/work out clothes!  Thanks Phil.  You will now be buying me a new work out wardrobe.  Serves you right, smart ass.

Goals check in

At the beginning of the year I wrote about my dislike for goals and instead set some foci for the year.  If they are going to be a focus for the year, I need to check in and see how I'm doing in the hopes I will become more eager to accomplish them.  Here we go:

Read.  I'm actually doing well with this.  And the more I read the more I enjoy it, I'm just seriously lacking in spare time and by the end of my day unless I am required to do it, it's just not getting done.  I wanted to be done with my first book by February, but I'm still reading it.  I feel like I'm behind, but trying to remind myself I'm doing it for fun so I don't stress too much about it.  The book I'm currently reading is The Proper Care & Feeding of Marriage and if I'd looked at the author I probably wouldn't have chosen it.  I think Dr. Laura Schlessinger is a bit, um unrealistic, in some of her thoughts, but as I've gotten further in the book I realized there is some good take away messages so I've pressed on.  Phil was a little shocked when he saw the book and thought maybe I was hinting at something but I think the January book choice spoke well to the difficult times I was having with Lucy that month and the fact that I think once the children come along the marriage relationship turns more into a parenting relationship and the marriage can lack if you aren't focused on continuing to strenghten it.  That was my point in choosing this book, so that I can learn more about ways to strengthen our marriage, thus strengthening our parenting.  So far so good.

Eating Mindfully.  Not so good.  I sort of ditched my dietary efforts after the January from the depths of hell emotionally/parentally speaking.  Most days off I was lucky to eat anything before 2pm and by that time I just needed something in my belly and of course chose my comfort foods--any carbs, anything sweet.  So, therefore, I'm trying to get back on track.  And I guess the redeeming fact here is that while some of my day may have been shot calorie wise, I did try to eat a healthy dinner and limit my indulgence to "lunch" so I have made a little progress.

Make new friends.  No progress here.  I have to be honest and say I haven't even tried.  I have all year, so why rush in. 

Let's see how February treats me and we'll reevaluate in March.

Conversations with her Daddy

I love watching how Phil and Lucy interact with eachother.  It is truly hilarious seeing them have a conversation about whatever, watching the way she looks at him, the way he scoops her up and gives her kisses and she yells "Spree!" because Daddy is going on a kissing spree and she giggles and smiles while he gives her 2000 kisses.  Sweetest moments between a Daddy and daughter, and I get to stand witness.

Last night I was upstairs and just out of the shower when I hear Phil say to her "your nose is running, I hope you're not getting sick" then came the distinct sound of a nose blowing, twice, immediately followed by "no, NO! we don't blow our nose on Daddy, let me get you a tissue.  Ok, now blow."  Silence.  Then I think she yelled at him and went back to her toys.  I couldn't help but laugh.  Loudly.  I later found out she didn't blow her nose on his shirt, but instead on his bare arm. 

I can't make this stuff up.  The two of them are my favorite people.  My heart.