Two things that have made me a better person

1.  I am terrible at eating meals.  Period.  Especially breakfast and lunch.  The above flatbreads have changed that.  Well, the lunch part - I am still working on breakfast.  They are the best!  I especially enjoy the Rosemary & Olive Oil ones.  They are not "bready" like bread, they don't break and they are super soft.  I stuff them with spinach and then use whatever meat and veggies I have on hand.  I have used tiliapia, grilled chicken, turkey, ham, avocado, tomato, cucumber, cheese - of course, not all at once.  The best part is they go BOGO at Publix!  I bought a bunch when they were.  (The sad news - they are no longer BOGO and I ran out, so I'm stuck with no lunches until I make it to the store and bite the bullet to buy when they are not BOGO.)  You should SO try them - you won't be disappointed!

2.  I'm an avid exerciser.  No surprise, right?  I especially love running.  My favorite is to run with a group that's my same pace and style.  I always go by their Garmin to know our distance and pace.  But, when I am alone, I (previously) do not have one of these handy GPS systems.  So, how would I know how far I ran and how fast, you ask?  Here is the OCD side of being an avid exerciser....After my solo runs, I would jump on the internet to a site where you can map your runs (which I already mapped before I left on my run), double check to make sure I ran the route planned, check my stopwatch for my time and then calculate my pace based on my mileage and time.  Crazy, insane.  I know.  But, now I don't have to do that anymore!  David got me one for my birthday!  Lucky me!  It calculates heart rate, calories, distnace, pace, routes, you name it.  I flippin' LOVE my Garmin! 

FYI

I have not died, just my computer.  So, I have no photos to share.  And, let's face it, who really wants to read a blog with no pictures? 

I hope to be up and running soon.  Of course it crashed the day David left for North Carolina.  I suppose its heart was crushed just as mine.  (And just to clarify, no, he didn't leave us, we eventually will move up there with him...someday when we figure out what to do with our house.)

Ashlyn is 4!!!

ASHLYN

aka 

"Brown Eyed Beauty"

"Sticky Idget"

"Ashlyn Bashlyn"

"Little Bun Buns"

"Brown Bear"

"Princess"

"Sweetie"

She has been a roller coaster of a child.  When she is up, she is UP, but when she is down, she is DOWN.  She doesn't want to learn much from me but rather Kylie.  She loves her "Dada".  She loves her po-nees (ponies) and is always decorating their tails with bows and such.  Words we hope she doesn't change are "bay-cation" (vacation), Santa Clause says "Ha! Ha! Ha!" (instead of Ho! Ho! Ho!), "eye-browns" (eyebrows),  "hippoponanis" (hippopotamus), "baby-soup" (bathing suit), are among many.  She loves her brother and sister, vegetables and vitamins.

Times like these remind us how much we love our children

Useful Information

If you ever need FREE moving boxes, you can get up to 500 with USPS.  And they deliver them to your house!  This photo is only 1/4 of them (I'm not kidding). 

David was so proud of his accomplishment.  But...

When we realized we were not going to need 500 BOXES, we decided to take them back to the post office.  It took him FOUR flat bed cart loads to get them inside!  The lady working there said, "Wow!  That IS a lot of boxes."  David replied with, "Yeah, my wife just got a little crazy with ordering them." 

Thanks, Honey.

It's December 1st...

..time for a new post!  But, it will have to wait until tomorrow....

It's a BIRD, it's a PLANE, it's...

just a big cardboard box.  

David changed out someone's dishwasher, so we were left with a fun box to play with.  I had big plans for this box for the kids to play with.  They could use their imagination and make it into ANYTHING.  We just read a book where a little boy made it into a spaceship, so I thought they might go with that idea.  Nope.  What about a fun tunnel to hide, eat snacks and have a 'secret' passageway out the back?  Denied.  A house?  No.  A barn (they are always pretending to be animals?) No way.

Spencer's reaction:  run as far away from the box.  It scared him. Only until I crawled through it did he.  Once.  Then, he jumped on top of it.

Ashlyn's reaction:  Why do we have Daddy's box inside?  Why did you throw away the trash inside it?  Why are you cutting a hole in it?  (Sound familiar?)

Kylie's:  What are we supposed to do with this?  I gladly gave her my ideas then she proceeded to write her spelling words on it, every name in our family and a story. 

So, what does this all mean?  I have no idea.  We need to bring more big boxes in the house, I suppose.