Showing posts with label winning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winning. Show all posts

Thursday, May 5, 2011

WYPW {On Thursday}

What's Your Point? Wednesday - Thursday Bullet Point Version

I'm a Dirt Bag.

This week I have been waking up at 4:30 AM (yes, in the morning) in order to go to a boot camp, called Dirt Bag Boot Camp. My amazing, bad mama-jama, hot-mama of a friend, named Wendy, leads it. She's pretty amazing. She's kind, genuine and sarcastic as heck. A good combination, my friend, Jamie, and I decided. Oh, yeah, she also got blindsided into doing it (check out her version of the story here). Don't let Jamie fool you. She is the competitive one. I could care less that she looks great and can do more push ups than I can.  The only reason I am doing it, is to give her an ego boost. It's not like I need it. It's not like I've not been able to extend my arms to do normal everyday functions. It's not as if I almost ran my van into the mailbox because I couldn't turn the steering wheel fast enough. And it's not like I can't put my clothes on in the morning after only 4 days. And of course, my house is not dirty from not being able to bend over to pick things up. And I'm not a horrible mom who feels like she's going to drop her 19 month old because her arms are too tired. No, definitely not me. I am only go because my needy, approval-driven friend needs me to be there. My point - I'm just tryin to help a sister out.

Big Boy Cut.

I took Reed to get his hair cut yesterday. He hasn't been feeling that good this week (he's teething), so he was pretty squirmy in the chair. But the stylist did a great job. I can't get over how grown up it makes him look. I need to do it more often because he has been blessed with a lot of hair and I can't let it go, like I can with the girls. My point - I need to stop being lazy and take care of that poor child, because he sure looks handsome now.


Osama Bin Laden.
When the news was showing pictures of Osama Bin Laden this week, Saige asked if he was Noah from the Bible. No, sweetie, that is most definitely not Noah from the Bible. My point - we need to reread the story of Noah and explain that he wasn't a terrorist.

My New Love.

So I love coffee. I used to work for Starbucks when Patrick and I first got married. I am also a purist. I didn't want to get a digital SLR because I wanted to stick with film. I have never dyed my hair because I'm a purist and well frankly, I'm cheap. When it comes to coffee, I want to keep it simple. I used to drink it black because that's what all the cool kids did. But the older I've got, the more I enjoyed the sweet parts and so my love affair with caramel and cream began. I know that the flavored coffee creamer are horrible for you, but I have had a hard time giving them up. And I get made fun of for putting stuff in my coffee, ahem, Jamie. I go through phases where I don't use it and I'll just use half and half and agave. But I decided to try this the other day and I LOVE it. Yay for Silk being free of lactose, dairy, cholesterol, gluten, eggs, casein, peanuts, MSG and worries! Give it a try. (And no, I was not paid for this advertisement, and although I wish I was banking on all this blogging, sadly, I am not). My point - I am saying No to partially hydrogenated oils with my coffee, thank you very much. 



Getting Ready for the Ironman.


 
Patrick has his race in 16 days. Wow. I can hardly believe it's only about 2 weeks. He's ready, I'm ready and my girls have a paper chain so they know when to be ready. He ran 20 miles the other day, and he'll often pass by the house to fuel. We waited for him and the girls wanted to pass out water. We're getting them ready to volunteer one day. Also, we are ordering T-shirts for the big event. I thought it would be fun to have something his friends and family could wear to show their support. This is what we came up. What do you think? Are they WINNING or what?? Let me know if you want one. We are ordering them today. My point - I am ready to cheer on my IronMan!

The Front
The Back
















~cheryl~

Thursday, April 7, 2011

I was featured on Annie Blogs (and the winners announced)

That's right, people.
Pure awesomeness.
Take a look.
There I am in the comment section that she is talking about.

An excerpt from Annie Blogs, posted on March 31st
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"Also- my amazing blogboss Lauren has made it possible for me to respond to comments INSIDE the comments section [you can do it too]. So you can look there to hear from me- should be better than my inbox backing up like Atlanta traffic and you thinking I hate you because I haven’t responded to you in days weeks. It’ll look like this:


It gives you a little face smash, but no biggie. It’s like a massage- it may hurt at first, but it’s going to feel great in the long run. Anyways, so look there to hear from me [and other bloggites that hang here] after you leave a comment."
. . . . . . .

Pretty awesome, huh? Totally winning. (I told you I would never tire of him).
If you don't believe that I was actually on Annie Blogs and that I am not 2 legit to quit, then check it out for yourself, here
And if you do, please leave me a comment telling me what's ironic about my absolute awesomeness. 


Drum Roll Please . . .


Now I know you have all been waiting with baited breath for this announcement. I am not official enough to have a random integer number winner thingy so I used the next best thing:


Aren't they adorable?

I had Saige close her eyes and pick the winner for the book. 





The winners from Monday's giveaway are:


Please email me (found in my profile) with your address so that I can mail you your prize!
I still have several items that I will be giving away from my recent toy purging day, so check back if you're interested!


~cheryl~

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Wit: mental sharpness


Have you seen this over at Abraham Piper's blog, 22 words
It's pretty awesome.



Do you think that is Charlie Sheen's problem? 
You be the judge.

(p.s. I will never tire of these quotes)

“Winning, anyone? Rhymes with winning. Anyone? Yeah, that would be us. Sorry, man, didn’t make the rules. Oops!”

"You can’t process me with a normal brain."

"Winning."

"I am on a drug, it's called Charlie Sheen. It's not available because if you try it you will die."

"Can't is the cancer of happening."

"I’m an F-18, bro.”

"Winning."

“I am battle-tested bayonets, bro.”

“If you borrowed my brain for five seconds, you’d be like, ‘Dude! Can’t handle it..."

"I'm bi-winning."

"Clearly I have defeated this earthworm with my words -- imagine what I would have done with my fire breathing fists."

What is your favorite quote from the rock star from Mars?


~cheryl~