I still smell like onions... but it's the aroma of accomplishment!

About 3 weeks ago I was reading a friends post on Facebook about how she had cooked 1 months worth of meals in a day.  Naturally, it caught my eye and I started asking questions and snooping around on her page some more.  She had used a website that breaks it all down in multiple steps and does most of the hard work for you. http://onceamonthmom.com/

I read, then kinda forgot about it.  Then continued with juggling my life of mother, wife, vinyl sign professional, taxi driver, laundress, grocery shopper, poop cleaner, homework corrector, dish-washer, dog groomer, novice runner, and all the other hats that the world has me putting on at a moments notice.  I must admit that I do have plenty of help with these things, especially my husband.  He makes one cute stay-at-home daddy.  I think he needs one of those frilly aprons to polish off the look though.

So after another good, but busy week, I remembered that website and decided to take it a little more seriously.  I realized that on this site, they had it set up for 2 people to do the the cooking together.  They had a grocery list already written out, and step-by-step instructions on what recipe to cook and in what order to make it the most efficient.  The other thing that I appreciated was that the recipes for each month correlate to what is usually in season at that time and/or what is probably on sale. 

So I called my friend up and talked it up and manipulated convinced her to do it with me.  I agreed to do all the shopping and she did all the organizing and printing of recipes and labels (they even have labels ready to print out to put on your finished meals with cooking instructions).  It took me two shopping trips to get everything.  My first was a ginormous WinCo trip that lasted a few hours.  And while their prices were cheap, I had forgotten until the end that I was the one responsible for bagging the couple hundred pounds of canned stuff I had bought.  =)  I appreciate cashiers.

The night before D day, the instructions suggested that we chop up most of our vegetables.  I chose to give my prego friend a break and took on the job of chopping up the 30 onions.  But I had a terrible cold, and about 5 or so in, I couldn't see, and my nose was flooding.  My amazing husband came to the rescue and finished the job.  Everyone in the house was in tears though, and I thought it was kinda funny. 

We decided that D day should start bright and early.  And it did! We started cooking at exactly 8:30 that morning.  And with just a couple of food breaks, and kid breaks, we cooked all through the day, and finished right around 8:30 that night.  That included clean-up too.  But in the end, we each had close to 22 (we chose to not do a couple recipes and I think they assume you wont be eating at home every single night of the month) meals to put in our freezers. And as for cost, I think it equaled about $8/meal.  And it should be less, as this time we had to buy a lot of essentials that we will be able to continue to reuse for quite a few months.  Considering we are both feeding families of 5 and 6 people, I think that's pretty good!



It's been about 2 weeks now, and I truly feel that I can still smell onion in some of my clothes, but I haven't cooked once.  And even though some of the meals haven't been my absolute favorite, I still said that it tasted great, because I didn't have to cook that night!

 And the best part?  I have more time to wear some more enjoyable hats; available friend, kid cuddler, family story-time reader, adoring wife, relaxing mommy.  So I may smell like onions, but I think it's worth it if I can stop and smell the roses.

This doesn't show the entire fridge filled to the brim

Starting bright and early

Cutting up pork-butt.  It was late and I was getting a little tired!



13.1 and Stranger Puke

TJ and I ran our 3rd half marathon this last Sunday.  It was a big day for a lot of the people as it was 10/10/10 and many of them were running a 10k.  They said that 800 more people signed up for the race the night before, making it quite the large shin-dig. 

But we weren't there for the 10k (6.21 miles).  We were there for the 13.1 miles.  So off we went.  We were the very last people to cross the start, as I HAD to use the Honey Bucket.  No biggie, we bolted through the crowds of runners and got to our comfortable spot.  And there we stayed for the long haul.

It's funny the things that I associate with running now.  Like Stranger Puke.  Yep, it's what you see on the side of the race trail.  Puke.  Someone's you don't know.  It's just a fact of the run.  Some because they ate too much that morning, some because they drank too much the night before, some, because they just think it's the cool thing to do on a long run.  Honestly, I don't know. It's Stranger Puke.  I'll never know it's owner.  But you see it, and run on.

We didn't finish this race with our best time.  It was hard.  No. It was a BEAST.  I remember repeating that over and over in my head around miles 7-9.  I knew we were gonna hit Doomsday at around mile 9, but I didn't realize there were like 4 mini Doomsdays before that.  It was killer.  But we did it.  And I didn't leave any Stranger Puke of my own.  So if nothing else, that's something.

I can say that I'm a little burnt out with the 1/2 marathon.  I want to keep doing races, but I think I would like to mix it up a little more next season.  Maybe more 5ks that test my speed, some 10ks to test my endurance, and then maybe...do I even say it....maybe, I'll do a full marathon.  Ugh.  I said it.  And I swore to TJ I would never want to do one.  But I've found I'm actually a pretty decent runner.  I'm not the fastest, but I'm also not the slowest, and seeing the improvement in yourself is really encouraging.  I know I can do a 1/2.  But can I do a full?  I don't know.  I'll take the winter to feel it out.  No decisions have to me made right away.

But now it's on to the "off" season, I guess.  No more plans to race, but the desire to keep on running.  I will have to get to know my treadmil a little more.  Anyone want to join me?

"My mom can vinyl better than your mom!"...

 

...Not exactly what I thought my kids could potentially be saying on the playground.  Vinyl.  It's really kind of a weird word.  Vinyl...Viiinylll.  seriously.  Who comes up with these names?  I'd like to know.  That would be a cool job.

But seriously.  If you would have asked me 5 years ago what I would be doing in 5 years, I would probably have said that I would be pregnant with our second kid (ahhahaHAHAHAahaha, oh sorry, back to what I was saying), having just finished up my masters degree in counseling a few years before, and then probably planning on moving somewhere foreign and crazy to raise our children among the poor and needy.  Heh. Isn't that so sweet?

Someone just today asked me if I wanted to hear their plan for their life.  I laughed and said "YES! Tell me! Cause then I'm going to love to see what ACTUALLY happens!" =) Not that planning isn't good.  And that plans don't come true.  I just never never ever ever realized that life changes plans, and that plans don't necessarily change life.  I didn't know then.  I know now!

But I'm getting all sidetracked to what I really wanted to tell you about.  When that whole "life" thing happened and we moved down to Utah, I learned about this really up-and-coming craft called vinyl lettering.  It was EVERYwere down there.  Everyone was doing it.  And I wanted in.  I knew people loved it, and it was a pretty simple concept, and I didn't like having to call someone to place an order (I'm kinda strong-headed like that. Bet that's news to you.).  I wanted to do it myself, darn it!

So with a lot of research, and a lot of sweet talking to my daddy (enter eyelash batting here), I eventually was able to obtain a machine that opened up an entire new world of possibilities for me.  I joined a forum ( a WHAT?) and asked questions.  lots of them.  and started learning about how my machine worked to turn huge sheets of thin colored sticky plastic into amazing works of sticky art.  I've been in love ever since.

This is a world I never would have imagined  for myself.   But it has been great!  I have been able to continue to stay at home with my babies, but I also have a fun, creative outlet that sometimes even brings in a little extra $$.  I've learned crazy nerdy computer things that most people don't understand, like when I ask people if they have an .eps file or a vectorized image, or learning to node-edit, etc (unless you're one of those freaks who spends all of their time at the new apple store here in Spokane...which come to think of it, many of my friends are...) 

My kids love it cause they always have the cool gift at a birthday party, or the perfect suck-up gift for their teachers, and their rooms can be whatever dream-land they want (actually, I told them that, but then neglected to actually finish it, cause well, I didn't do it yet! =P ) Alexis has already told me several times that she wants to help me do my vinyl business when she's older (as well as be a baby nurse and a the first 6ft-tall professional gymnast). And Kyrsta is always right under me while I'm doing my work "helping me" pick off pieces and holding my tools for me, and constantly telling me "Mommy, you good at vinyl!".  

The thing I like the most is that my kids are seeing me do something that I enjoy, that is positive, and rewarding for me.  That their mom isn't "just" a stay-at-home mom.  She's someone they look up to and inspire to be like.  Gets me all goosebumpily (just created a word right there).  So bottom line; vinyl = me as a better mommy.   Thanks vinyl!

Do you have a "thing" in your life that wasn't apart of your original plan that you love?  I'd love to know!



This one's for you, Jess!

I had the chance to meet up with one of my good friends from high school last weekend while I was in the Tri-cities.  At one point she told me that she loves reading my blog, but that I've really been slacking on putting up new posts lately.  She is super right!  But my response to her was something along the lines of: I want to be real and I'm not sure if people want to hear that life is tough right now.   

But after I went home and thought about that, I realized that I've really been neglecting to see a lot of the good stuff too.  And that the other stuff, is well, just life!

So since it has been so long since I last wrote, this will probably be more of an update post, but my hope is that after that, I can actually write more topic based posts. I think those are way more fun to read and write anyway!

TJ is still looking for work here in Spokane.  I continue to do my best to support him as he does all he can to follow God and wait for the right opportunity to come around.  And to be patient.  I'm the opposite of patient. Can we say Utah? =)

I'm really enjoying spending some more one-on-one time with Kyrsta and Asher now that the big kids are in school again.  Usually Kyrsta has too many stars in her eyes following Alexis around to want to play with Mommy and Daddy.  Now that Lex is in school, we're pretty cool again.  I think she's pretty cool too.  And that Asher-man.... He's a riot.  His pictures speak a thousand words!
TJ and I are still running.  We just completed our 2nd half marathon last weekend in Richland and had a great time!  The weather was in the 70's and the run was beautiful.  We were able to run this half marathon 18 minutes faster then the 1st one we ran back in May!  It felt great!  But the best part was seeing my parents and kids waiting for us at the finish line.  I loved that.

And our Kaleo community continues to be the glue that keeps our family going here.  They are our true Spokane family.  We love that our relationships with these people are so genuine.  They are real people, going through real life, just like us.  They care.  And we care about them, immensely.  We are so thankful that we have them to go through life with.  I couldn't imagine it any other way.  Could you?