Let me tell you about a little life saver that i've had in my life lately. It's Adams Peanut Butter. When you're moving, you have no food because everything is in boxes. especially when your move takes a week. One of the smartest things i've ever done was putting that peanut butter into my purse and lugging it around with me everywhere. It's been a pseudo-best friend in lots of situations. And it's absolutely delicious.

I think everyone should carry peanut butter in their purse. At least while you move.

3 new suggested gym rules

Lately while i have been at the gym i've been consistently annoyed by 3 things. Oddly enough, i've found they are usually done by only boys and only when lifting weights. But i've noticed myself complaining about them in my head for the last three days and thought if i blogged about them, maybe it'd be getting them off my chest.

so, if i had some say in the rules of the Kroc center, i'd institute 3 new ones:

I. You may not grunt, groan, or breathe super obnoxiously---i find it highly annoying when i can hear loud groaning through my ipod while people lift. If you're that intense, maybe get a universal for your basement, or go to a body builders gym.

II. Circuit training is not allowed----there is nothing more annoying than feeling pressured to finish your set of lifting because the guy who's circuit training, and just gotten off the machine, is standing next to you waiting for his next set of 10 reps. The only time this MIGHT be acceptable in a public gym would be if they instituted a circuit training hour or two where everyone had to go in the same order, for the same number of reps, all controlled with an air horn.

III. No men allowed on the thigh machines---do men really need to use the inner and outer thigh machines? really? when have you seen/heard a man complaining about their hips. I hate having to find something else to do, while my hips feel like they're growing wider by the second, while a boy is finishing up his last few reps on his outer thighs.

probably the worst day for me would involve a man cutting in front of me for the thigh machines, who groans the whole time on it, and then gets off, only to stand by me until i'm done so he can complete his circuit training.

history, dedication, and rivals

so i'm not sure you saw but tonight's phillies game was awesome. (my sincerest apologies to mark and carla and all the other rockies fans---they put up quite a fight). I dont get to watch many baseball games on TV, especially Phillies, since we dont have cable. Tonight however I was at the gym, and it has cable, so i inevitably found myself watching...and watching...and watching. (Poor adam, he beat me home and got a head start on moving while i "finished up" at the gym). Basically i ended up working out for an hour and fifteen minutes JUST so i could watch the game. Not only that, but i was wedged between two rockies fans...uncomfortable.
I was cheering, and putting my hands on my head, and covering my mouth, and shaking my head, i pretty much did everything but yell "da da da da da da....CHARGE!". but as soon as it was over... i was silent and walked out of the gym as fast as possible, ...and called everyone.

Vin etching, oct. 2, & a family affair

Lately....


...Our insurance agency had a big VIN Etching Event last saturday. It went really well I'd say. Sara wants to do another one, which makes me very happy. Here are some photos...

...also, we got our closing date: October 2, that's friday! cool!



...lastly, our super stellar parents are coming out in increments... first Carla and Mark come tomorrow until next tuesday, then mine come wednesday until the follow saturday... can't wait.


so if you dont hear from me for a while, i'm still alive, just busy busy busy.



...and a pigeon was perched above our door ever so creepily this morning when i walked into work. like a statue. i thought they left for the winter. guess not.

I have a very cute husband.

Adam and I were packing a bit today. I was excited because he offered to help pack and i knew it was the perfect opportunity to have him go through the boxes in the spare bedroom that are a modge podge of bills, old goofy sunglasses, pictures, and trash. So that's what we're upstairs doing. And you should also know he is wearing fake teeth and his graduation robe while doing so.

but among the boxes we found some old things he wrote that his mom saved (she's a genius). they're too precious/hilarious not to share:

the first is titled:

8 maybe 9 things to worry about

My dad could get sick and die
My head could get kicked off in soccer.
The ref. could give me a red card and I'd cry.
Mrs. Johnson could give me 5 million math problems.

My sisters muscle head boyfriends could beat me up.
My dog could get hit by a car.
My mom maybe could fall in quick sand.
My feet could get caught in tar.

the 2nd doesn't have a title:

If I were in charge of the world
The toy store and everything else would be free
School would be cancled if it was higher then 80 degrees and lower than 70 degrees.
You would get 20 dollars a day

If I were in charge of the world
You could drive when you were nine
I would live in the amusement park.
And no commercials on TV

If I were in charge of the world
Parents wouldn't be so strict
A candy bar would be nutritious like fruit
I must ride a rollercoaster around the house

If I were in charge of the world
All school days are early out
You could do anything you wanted
(within reason)
No curgue to get home.

Adam Ludwig 6th Grade

people are awkward

so i go to call this lady today to tell her she's gone past due on her bill this month (never an enjoyable phone call to make)... but her voicemail said "hi you've reached ....name..... I like to feel happy. so if your message wont make me feel happy, you've got the wrong number". and that was it.

it was an awkward moment, in which i briefly hesitated before still leaving the message.





and just so i leave you feeling awkward just as i did in that moment, here's a picture:

Fall

Had my first pumpkin spice latte this morning.... it was awesome.