MoshiB

holy crapiola!!

so life has been crazy busy (and, as you may have noticed, I've been an extreme under acheiver as a blogger, which really does make me sad because random rants are my favorite).

so, I start moving tomorrow.  Love you to my Dad, and Dave, and Jimmy, and Jenna and maybe some of Nick's friend's that are coming to help.  Moving sucks, but having friends, pizza and beer (plus great weather) will definitely help.

then, on Sunday, my absolutely gorgeous and insanley sweet sister-in-law (random fact is that her middle name is Michelle so there is another Michelle Boldon on this earth, AWeSome...can it handle two? ha) is going to be induced!!!  I can't wait for little Wyatt=)  So excited to be an auntie again.  Love my boys.  But amanda, not too long ago, I got all the gruesome details of a natural child birth and the SUFFERINGS after.  Oh Lord.  Just makes my crotch hurt thinking about it....BUT proud of you! (you'll be fine=)...) Nothing that 6 inch thick maxi pad for a couple of days can't handle.

THEN!!! I've been training my life away for this thing called "marathon"...only 1 week away.  So far, I've only thought I've broke my foot twice, so we're good!  YEAH!  Have my sights set on qualifying for Boston, so we'll see.  Fingers and toes crossed please (and prayers!!)

.....and may 6, VEGAS baby.  Amy, congratulations on your masters at UNLV and giving us a fantastic reason to visit and have a rockin' time.  Love you, can't wait to see you.

Future date of importance:  May 14!! mY birthday woo.  I'm going to be 27(yikes).  And a shout out to my favorite God son, and PFF Gabe, who's turning 5.  Love you.

I'm MOVING!!

woo to the hoo! my current roomie, her boyfriend and I  are moving into a NEW house!  believe it or not, there are great things in Kenosha...one of those being a split level 3 bedroom house with gorgeous wood floors, a brand new kitchen, fireplace, HUGE garage and big backyard (bring on summer baby!).

yesterday..a couple FANTASTIC things

my good friend from college just had a baby yesterday, named Kayden.  she said he's beautiful (which a mom is always bias), but I bet he's amazing.  Congratulations Pam & Kenny!  Can't wait to see the little guy.

AND, I got a promotion. (woo! =)...) i've been crazy stressed, working like a psycho.  but this makes it all the work sooo worth it.  i definitely feel like a big girl now!

I'm in a movie!

ever seen the movie the holiday?... where a california rich girl and a home body from London switch houses and basically lives each others lives for a "holiday"  which, let's just say a month...  they both experience renewal and of course amazing men!  woo..

so, the kenosha version goes a little something like this...

A 61 year old retired chiropractic business owner is itching to go to california for a month...to get a break, to help her old business partner with his practice for a bit and to house sit for a friend...

This is where my starring role comes in, me, who lives with my roomie (and her boyfriend part time) in a small 2 bedroom house jumps at the chance to house/dog sit for a month in this gorgeous house down by the lake.  A beauteous 5 bedroom equipped with a library, beautiful art, a sauna, and my favorite accessory--a boiling water faucet to make instant french press coffee, oatmeal, or hot cocoa, it's glorious!

Even the most freezingest weather in the past 10 years cannot break my smile.  I love (well that is prob a little strong, but they're refreshing) my twice-a-day walks with Marcel in this wonderful neighborhood and along the lake.  I feel spoiled with the neighbors on snow patrol duty, robbing me from having to shovel or snow blow...yes!

So, the only part that is missing is the hot, amazing male coming to my door and swooping me off my feet.  BUT, honestly, I think in this movie it's overrated.  I'm content going to bed with my heated blanket and my latest book.

aaaggh.  life is good.

=)

Christmas and the craps...

I only waited 364 days for this glorious day to happen again…no big deal.  It’s only my favorite holiday… I only listened to Christmas music for a month and a half…It’s only the birth of the coolest man in our history…I may have been stripped of my tree decorating bliss…but at least I got to enjoy the eve and the DAY with my family…

 

WRONGO!  Nothing like Christmas and the craps.  It was either a mad case of food poisoning from Subway or a crazy stomach bug (side note:  my sub completely tasted like plastic – I should have known!  But I was starving so I ate it anyway…I was even looking a the life size poster of Jared and gleeful that he had made it 10 years and still kept it off….sorry, Jared…eat subway…you’ll have the craps for 3 days straight and easily keep it off!  Grrrr.)

Nothing like traveling to your sisters house 2.5 hours in the snow with your stomach churning like mad.  Nothing like sleeping all morning and afternoon with the occasional wake-up and run to the bathroom…while your ENTIRE family is out sledding and enjoy a “magical” day (says my sister)…indulging in afternoon bloodies and winter sangria and having craft hour making ornaments!!!! Then, to have the most fabulous appetizers and meal made and barely be able to enjoy.  Nothing like packing an entire suitcase of running clothes (p.s. we finally got a break in the freezing cold and I couldn’t wait to get out and run the above 30 degree temps!!!) and Christmas outfit options with coordinating fabulous jewelry and then, having to live in your scrubs for 2 days!!! 

 

CRIMANY!

 

In retrospect, though,  I’m thankful that it was the craps and not the pukes.  I’m thankful that I got to see my most adorable nephews, whom I’m absolutely adore, get to open presents.  I’m thankful that I got to feel my newest nephew’s kick inside my sister-in-laws belly.  I’m thankful that I get to spend Christmas with my family because not everybody does.  So looking back it blows, literally, but I’ve come to realize that I still had it so good.

christmas tree fiasco

i'm guessing it's a hot topic in many homes across the country (and probably the world).  i've never realized how many of "these people" there are...but i found a couple at work, my runner partners wife is one, AND now I live with one!

ever since I was a kid, one of my favorite things about Christmas was decorating the tree.  Blaring the Mariah Carey Christmas CD..."all I want for Christmas is yooou, yooou-e-ou baby!" and all of us packing the tree with tons of ornaments...ornaments of all kinds (even those insane ugly ones that we made over years and years of sunday school classes and elementary school projects).  It's funny, too, because in elementary school, every year around Christmas time we had a craft fair where we could buy all sorts of little crafts for really cheap.  So, my brother and I would always buy my mom ornaments for her Christmas present...so add those to the bunch too=).

Then, in high school, my mom started to buy my brother and I a couple ornaments each year, so we could start to accumulate our own collections for when we had a Christmas tree of our own.  BRILLIANT, Kim, just BRILLIANT.

or, so I thought until this Christmas...

All of my Christmas tree decorating joy was ripped out my heart this year because my roommate is one of "these people"...

"these people" are anal about how their Christmas tree looks.  Everything needs to be perfect.  ALL ornaments have to MATCH and look classy.  The lights HAVE to be white and coordinate with the mix.  The garland has to be posh and perfectly hung.  Come on people!  Christmas is not about classy and stuffy trees...it's about love and joy and having fun decorating.  Give me crazy lights, give me popcorn and berries, give me loud, obnoxious, and wonderful ornaments.  Give me all of it because all of it is spirit and love and joy and fun...which is all apart of this fabulous holiday.

So, MERRY CHRISTMAS to all, and may your trees not match!

magic hat 9 or magic 9 hat...

or 9 magic hat...

no matter what you call it, one thing remains...it's yum.  It a beer brewed by Budweiser, and it's light and Sunset wheaty...and my director says it has corriander it in, so maybe that is the magic ingredient....

or maybe it has 9 ingredients and that is why it is magical?!?  =) ha.

All I can say is I was pleasantly suprised to see it at BW3's in New Berlin last night.  So far the only place I've had it is at Captain Mike's in good ol' Kenosha.

You've got to have a sippy. 

little victories that make a world of difference...

I find myself amazed by people.  People who choose to have the right attitude, who choose to take steps in the right direction.  those who choose to fight when it's hard.  those who make small decisions daily that effect their lives' in huge ways.

I am inspired by this people.  I am encouraged to look at my life in a brighter light when i learn of struggles that others deal with that I may take for granted.

p.s.  Sara, you are completely incredible.  I'm so thankful to hear your story.  It's makes me want to add a couple awesome chapters to mine. 

Susie, congratulations on your race, you did it!  My mom and I are so happy for you!

Brenda, you are my best friend in the entire world.  It's crazy how much I love you and admire you.  I thank God for our friendship and don't know what I'd do without it. 

and sometimes you get a flat tire

and maybe it's a sign just to be deflated for awhile and not try to fill your tire up again.  i hate when i hit the ground running full speed ahead, when my tire only had a little patch on it.  It wasn't strong enough to hold.

this time, I really tried to go the speed limit.

boys in jeans

there's something about the way a guy looks in a good pair of jeans and a t-shirt.   throw in some dirty hands from working on a car...and this girl is sold.

it's funny how paths cross again, unexpectedly.  like how you spot "ninja warrior" at a flag football game...

or how your roomie falls off a boat and tears her shoulder, then ends up dating the PT tech who plays flag football in this league because he met this "cool guy" at Snap Fitness.  So you end up going to the flag football game so she doesn't have to go alone...

and how "ninja warrior" ends up being the "cool guy" who is a personal trainer at snap fitness....

then how PT tech invites "cool guy" out on halloween.

and you come to find out that "cool guy" is actually "hot guy" at National pride, who I saw last year in those great jeans and t-shirt with dirty hands.

I always hated getting my car fixed, thought it was a waste of money.  But now I look back, and it's funny how "hot guy" became "ninja warrior" who was also "cool guy" and still is "hot guy"