So, I polished off a HoHo at 11 a.m. I plopped onto my bed with the tv clicker as I gave into a lazy Saturday. The laundry can wait. It’ll just have to… I began flipping the channels and I landed on the coverage for the Ford Ironman 70.3 Championship. It's a 1.2 mile swim, [...]
Happy Birthday Lucy
Where have the years gone? My first year with you was packed tightly with too few hours of sleep and Mommy's battle to learn how tend to 3 precious children – which resulted in a foggy first year. But what about this second year? Where has it gone? In this last year, you have expanded [...]
Oops…
I did it again… I can’t use that phrase without singing it anymore. See my previous post, about The Weight Room. This time I was able to garner true humiliation. I didn’t just startle my own self. THIS time, a fella was at the contraption next to me – squirting and wiping it down after [...]
What have I become?
Background: I am easily intimidated. Bigger people, fitter people, pretty people, smarter people, British-accent people (they sound smarter to me), buff people, self-important people, boss people, moms who act like they are your kids’ boss people… I, shall we say, “enjoy” the latter group the very least. I digress. Let me go back to “buff [...]
Menu issues…
Might one consider oatmeal a good side dish for pork chops? Dinner planning scrambling has hit a new low… My family is so blessed to have me…
Because I’m bored?
Nope… because I’m crazy… maybe because I am a poor time-manager and need another distraction so I can continue to manage my time poorly… because I want to be able to solve some problems on my own – someday… I am not all that determined either… There’s another reason too, but I’m not ready to [...]
Christmas Cards
I sent our Christmas card/pic/letter out on Saturday, March 3rd… just under 3 months after Christmas. Maybe I should rename this blog – Jenny IN A spot… I gotta tell ya… I had those darn pictures printed EARLY in December and I just couldn’t stand to throw those picture cards away just because spring was [...]
The Battle Between the Halves,
I am a “the glass is half-empty” kinda gal. My husband is a half-fuller kinda guy. No. Scratch that. He is a “the glass is quite full” kinda guy. Bless his quenched little heart, I can explain why one might think his or her glass is half full. Either… 1.) The server gave you too [...]












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