Wednesday, April 29, 2009

I don't know what to blog about.

Hola friends. It seems like our lives here in the Thomas household have been fly-by-the-seat-of-our-pants lately. We seem to always keep so busy, and yet never feel like we get anything done. Do you ever feel that way?

Will even jokes that he shouldn't be this busy, he isn't even employed right now. I can't even get him to write a blog because he doesn't have the time.


I keep telling Will that we need to have a family planning meeting one of these nights where we do some sort of time management. Both of us have long lists of things we need to get done, but we never plan ahead and then are left wondering, again, why things don't get accomplished.

Wow. How little time you have once you have a baby. I'm not complaining! It's just that I never believed people when they talked about that, and here we are.

So let's talk about Will. You've probably wondering where he's been hiding lately huh.

There he is!

My husband has turned into a total outdoors ultra-running, adventure racing, midnight hiking, early 4 am training maniac. I mean that in the most nicest way possible, Will. {Smooches. Love you.}

I have to totally admire the guy. He gets up at at the crack of dawn most days of the week to go freeze his rear off running, so he can be back into for me to get to the gym and get my workout done before noon. Wednesdays he even gets up earlier (4:15am) to go climb a mountain with a bunch of his friends (they are training to climb Mt. Rainier in July). Word on the street (okay, church) has it that Will has the fastest clocked time up the mountain. He also plays basketball twice a week, and on weekends he and Mark (his long-distance-running friend) go and run incredibly long crazy distances. Last Saturday they ran 40 miles.

Yeah.

That was 40 miles all at once, not spread over a few days.

Will runs 40 miles with the ease that I walk from my car to our front door. After this most recent run, 2 days after he says to me "Wow, I'm not even that sore. I mean, probably about as sore as you would be from the gym is all."

I'm not saying he's totally obsessed but he does know the names and times and winners of any and all ultra race in the nation, which races happen when, and where, what blogs to read the best information from, you name it....

On Church Ball nights, all the guys often tease him and ask him if he ran to the church that night. They aren't serious, and yet sometimes they will get an answer like, "Yeah, and I'm going to go run another 20 miles after basketball."


He. Is. A. Machine.


Next month he and Mark are running a 12 hour race (run as many miles as you possibly humanly can within 12 hours). Last year he clocked in 46 miles in 95 degree heat. This year there hopefully won't be the heat, so he's hoping for at least a double marathon (52.4 miles).

Speaking of which, yes he is training for his first road marathon in 5 years. You would think that would be easy, but he is trying to shave 30 minutes off of his best marathon time.


This summer he has planned 1-2 50 mile trail races in the cascade mountain and wants to do a 36 hour adventure race. He also might be a pacer for an elite runner for the Pacific Crest 100 miler Race come August.


He's also been using his writing chops and doing nifty reviews for running sites like this one: http://www.trailrunningsoul.com/ (click here for his review). He gets free gear and he loves all the data collection he GETS to do.


So in a nutshell, I have ONE CRAZY HUSBAND. Okay so I'm mostly joking. He does inspire me though. He's in the best shape I've ever seen him (hubba hubba!) and it makes me want to always stay fit to be right there beside him. NOOOOO not running 40 miles, but cheering him on "Come on Will!! You only have...125 more miles to go!"<p>
I keep telling him he needs to find a way to make this sport a paying gig. But apparently, as he has informed me, ultra runners don't make a dime. They just get free swag.


Drat.


Okay now let's talk about Preston. He's always a happy subject to discuss.

Well first you should know that he caught the nasty cold that Will and I have shared so generously with each other this past week, and it is NOT fun having a sick baby. Particularly when you are both sick too. And no he doesn't have swine flu. I know you know that crossed your mind huh.

He has been pretty miserable. Not sleeping well, uncomfortable, throwing tantrums (arching his back and throwing his head back), not interested in food (unless it comes off of my plate of course), and has a constant drooly mouth (because he can't breathe out of his nose) and a gross leaking snot faucet of a nose.

I thought we were done with burp clothes, but we've had to crank them out lately to use as snot rags. Lovely huh. I feel so bad for the little guy though - I wish I knew how to teach him to blow his nose. Every time I do it in front of him the noise scares him and just makes him cry.


Weird.


Okay so the next thing you should know is he is officially crawling now. And as of yesterday he is now a ...


He kind of just figured it out over the weekend but still stayed mostly put where you set him down. But not anymore...it's like he's got a turbo switch. I put him down, 2 seconds later I look down and he's clear on the other side of the room.

We haven't baby-proofed our house yet because we dread it, but very soon. VERY SOON.

I say this about 20 times and it doesn't work.

(We DID, by the way, install the outlet covers. See, we are not as bad of parents as you thought.)

He loves to get into EVERYTHING. He can pull himself up into standing position too, which is a whole other mecca of baby-proofing.

He has figured out how to push buttons on our stereo, pull my midi cables out of my new computer, eat said midi cables, pull fuzz out of the vacuum, eat the fuzz, pull piano books off of the bookshelf, eat the books, pull himself up to the piano bench, play the piano without assistance (okay I'm not complaining about that one)...

The other day he got himself stuck between the couch and the wall and didn't know what to do. So I took pictures.

It was pretty cute.

He does have his own bucket of toys though that he is MORE than welcome to tip over, crawl into, bang around, and do whatever tickles his fancy. Which he does...

But mostly, he just gets into mischief. He is a VERY curious little fellow and now that he can crawl the house is a whole new world to him.

Explore away Preston.

Okay and lastly me.

Since I am the prime poster on this blog, I don't feel like I need to bore you with any more piano videos and honeymoon pictures. Gag.

But I will bore you with details of my new computer, which has taken up the other 50% of Will's time when he's not being crazy-outdoors-man.

So I bought a new computer. For my music studio. And I got a super beefy one, because HELLO you sort of need one for the type of ginormous files I run for my music.

The computer is 64 bit . Our old computer (which is now deemed Will's domain) is 32 bit.

Confused yet?

Yeah so was I.

64 bit computers have the ability to utilize more memory, thus making your programs run super duper lightening speed fast. My new computer has 8 gigs of memory. Our old computer only had 1.5, because 32 bit computers cannot use as much memory.

So here's the kicker: 64 bit computer = AWESOME. 32 bit software running on a 64 bit computer = NOT awesome at all.

My dearest kind unselfish and dedicated husband has spent sooooo many hours trying to get my new computer up and running. We bought it THREE weeks ago and I still haven't been able to work on my album yet.

It's not the computer that is the problem, it's all my blasted music software that is not compatible with the 64 bit operating system.

I am soooo waxing boring here.

To get to the point, Will has had to research himself into the deepest darkest corners of nerdy computer brainy user forums to find answers for problems that are even way over his head, and after all of his hard work...as of tonight....WE HAVE LIFT OFF!! My computer works with my software.

I can now finish my album.

I'm telling you (and I say this quite often around our house) that my Will can fix ANYTHING. He really really can!

What else...

I did a radio show last week. It was kind of fun. But then I went back and listened to it and remembered how much my voice sounds like a giggling 16 year old. Hmmmm. Not so fun.

I quit eating sugar. Random, but applicable to my life recently. Folks, seriously, I'm a sugar addict. So I had to do it. I've been sugar free since the beginning part of April and it's pretty liberating. That does sound like an oxymoron I know, but just believe me. Freedom from addicitions is sweet release.

Sorry I don't have any recent pictures of myself to include in my segment, but that's because I always have to tell Will "Okay take a picture of me because you never remember to do that and 95% of our photos are me taking pictures of everyone else! (Boo hoo)".

And that, my friends, is us lately. And with that, I bid you goodnight so that I can answer the call of my crying child.

8 comments:

Suguturaga's said...

I love your title. Sounds like there is a lot to blog about. Sorry to hear about Preston's cold. I hear Seattle is just beautiful right now. Sounds like your family is busy busy busy.

Dan Thomas said...

Dear Will and Jenni,

Sounds like your lives are wonderful. Congratulations on Preston''s crawling.

Tell will he is just like his Grandpa Harmon. The can both fix anything.

carlen said...

Wowweee! Sure, you don't know what to post about (sarcastic in tone)! You have a whole lotta everything going on! Will is a MACHINE . . . matt will attest to that! and PRESTON is adorable! Chloe was sitting here with me and excitedly exclaimed, "I got to be there the very first time he really crawled, Mom!!!" before you know it, he'll hit the ground running and give Will something to chase! Congrats on your new computer! Gotta be grateful for a husband with FIX-ANYTHING talent! Congrats on your freedom from sugar addiction! I was successful in my own 30-day commitment, and then extended it to finish out Matt's 30 days--which ends TODAY! YIPPEEE! (So it's been 45 days for me!) It is very liberating! It's amazing that with all you have going on, you still make time to keep up with friends and leave comments on their blogs that TOTALLY MAKE THEIR DAY--like when you said you thought i looked like i was only 26 years old and that i'm one "hot mama"!!! THANK YOU SWEET JENNI! see you in a few minutes at Chloe's violin lesson!

Carolyn said...

Whata do you mean you don't know what to blog about? You can talk anybody "blue in the face!" (or is that "blog anybody blue in the face?") Jen you are always so entertaining to read! Thanks for brightening up my day!

Loretta said...

So I thought about Will while I was wanting to die from the pain I was in during my marathon and I have come to the conclusion that he is nuts. Just so ya know. But I am glad to hear about ya'll and that you are doing good!

Jenni said...

I know, I think what I meant by not knowing what to blog about is we didn't really have any specific exciting thing going on. Just normal every day stuff. LOL

Sorry I totally typed a novel on this blog. :)

Steve and Ileana said...

Jenni, you're so funny. I love your humor in your writing, it's so entertaining...

Stephen

Lori-ann said...

Great post! Will is officially CRAZY. Just nuts.

Heh, you think Preston is fast crawling now, just wait. Just you wait... hehe