I’ve waxed and waned about how I lack the crafty bone, but apparently when it comes to Mod Podge I’ll sit down and cover myself in the gooey mess with the intent of creating something. This past weekend I found myself, again, in the paper section picking out delicious colors to add atop a barn star.

I kid you not when I say that I saw no fewer than 5 other pregnant ladies wandering around the store with craft-lust in their eyes. If you feel the need to see a pregnant woman I suggest going to a craft store.

Anyhow, last night I sat down and hammered out a bumpy, sloppy, not-straight-even-though-I-used-a-ruler, paper & Mod Podge covered star. I’m happy with it, but now wonder what I’m going to do with the rest of my massive bottle of Mod Podge.

Back to the paper section to hang out with the other pregnant ladies at the craft store, I suppose.

I was recently at my parent’s house and noticed that there was a new rock wall planter in an area that they’ve been improving. I commented that I really liked it and it seemed to go perfectly with what they are planning to do. My dad responded by looking at the planter and saying, “Oh, I did that yesterday.”

Right, yesterday.

I thought to myself what I had accomplished the day before – I mean, certainly my body was busy growing fingernails and eyeballs for HBaby – but in no way was I out building gigantic planters. Jeesh.

Either way, today I am determined to do something that by tomorrow I can look back on today and feel a total sense of accomplishment.

Kennedy Hot Springs Hike, 2003

Things to know:

1. We’d been anticipating Spring and decided to hike to Kennedy Hot Springs – although it was only March.

2. We were so intent on reaching the final destination it didn’t cross our minds to turn around when the road was closed and we passed people wearing snow shoes.

3. The snow was above our knees and we kept on hiking, I was wearing jeans.

4. At one point Barry fell off a bridge trying to rescue me and I thought I lost him in a snow drift.

5. We camped in the middle of a snow field with gear that was not meant to be used in snowy weather.

6. The hot springs were not that hot, but worth it.

February results:
Driving = 41.7
Riding = 51

No new low temperatures were set during February, but I did have one 30 degree day.  Right after I shaved the beard too.

Overall Total

Driving = 411.8

Riding = 530.7

September, October,  November, December, and January Logs

While the Miller Men went to enjoy the Chilly Hilly, Darcy and I decided to get crafty and drown ourselves in Mod Podge. Both of us were in uncharted waters in terms of the steps needed to take to create the final product.

We were covering the letters of HBaby’s name and it wasn’t until we got to the final letter that we discovered the most efficient way to add the modge podge without impending disaster or bumpy, choppy edges.

By the time Barry and Brian made it home – after both completing the 33 mile Chilly Hilly(!) – we were ready to show them the completed project. I’m certain that Martha Stewart isn’t going to be calling anytime soon (Sorry, Darcy) but it was fun to do and I’m really excited about how the letters turned out.

I told him not to worry too much because he might be like as lucky as me and get a flat tire on mile 22. Chaya and I had the pace car pick us up and take us to the finish line. We tried to convince the pace car drivers to drop us off right next to the finish line so we could at least look like we finished….they thought that was a strange request and dumped us  in the middle of all the sweaty riders that completed the entire 33 miles.

That was a bit embarrassing.

Many people have asked us about what type of hair we think our daughter will have. Barry and I both live with heads of hair that tend to have their own life , or perhaps we just don’t care enough to ‘do’ our hair each day.

Either way, if we let months go by with out maintaining our manes, our hair becomes out of control. Looking back at old pictures this much was apparent for both of us at a young age. Barry’s curls didn’t show up for quite a while, but he’s always had a nice mound of hair atop his dome. My hair, on the other hand, looked like a Kewpie doll from the get-go. Thankfully the sides have since grown in and I no longer have the swirl of curls at the tip-top.

I have no idea what our sweet little girl’s head of hair is going to look like, but boy am I excited to find out.