Monthly Archives: May 2012

Padres @ Cubs


Today was fun.  We went to a Chicago Cubs baseball game.  To me, baseball (or any sport really) is slow and boring to watch.  But the atmosphere of being at a game is great.  Apparently we went the same day as a ton of Mormon Missionaries and were sitting right near them all.  Top row straight up third base behind the home plate.  That was fun, but we wanted to stretch out some and let C1 run around a little more than our assigned seats allowed, so we moved seats; a section down and between third base and home plate.

We made sure C1 took his nap early so that he would wake up when it was time to go and be happy while we were there.  It worked out great.  He was happy the whole time, he loved riding on the train to get there and back.  He cheered and clapped and ate his stadium food.  It was so much fun to be out as a family.

It was so fun to be sitting where we did because we were so close to two foul balls.  The first was half a section to our left and 7 rows down.  The second foul ball was 5 rows right in front of us!  While it would be SO cool to catch a game ball, I’m glad one didn’t come flying right at us.  I wouldn’t want C1 or me getting hit by it; I don’t fear for Hubby, he has good instincts.  We did go down and ask the man who caught the second foul ball if we could hold it and take our picture.  He was very kind to let us do so.

We ate our lunch, cheered for our teams; Hubby for Padres, me for Cubs, had our ice cream and headed home after the “Take Me Out to the Ball Game” song; which was led by DUFF GOLDMAN!  I was kind of star struck.  We watch his show ‘Ace of Cakes‘.  I really wanted to see if there was any way for me to go up and meet him and get a picture.  But alas, he was up in the announcer booth and there was no way I could meet him.

The game was super fun, and it was on our list of things to do in Chicago before we move.  But the real adventure started after the game and on our way home.  We took the train to the game and got on the train to go home, until the train stopped.  The driver announced that there was a building near the tracks that was on fire and that the tracks in that section were closed.  So the train went back to the last station and everyone had to get out and find another way to go on their way.  Tons of people were quite upset, but I was more worried that the fire didn’t hurt anyone.

The transit people acted fast.   They had pass cards for people to use so they wouldn’t have to pay extra to take an alternate route.  They guided us where to go to get past the closed section and get back on the train.  The bus was packed!  I don’t know if this was planned, or just buses backed up, but three buses showed up at the stop to transport people down to the next station to continue on their way.  We were all packed into the bus like sardines and we made some new friends.  Quite a few of the people had also come from the game.  One guy in crutches had a box from the game and apparently the first so many people to show up, got a free bobble head doll.  He looked at C1 and gave it to him.  What a nice man.  Lucky for us, we stood squished next to a passenger who knew that part of town and how to get back on track.  So we sort of followed him on which bus stop to get off of to get back onto the train to take us home.

C1 had fallen asleep on the bus, and slept most of the way home which was good, days like this wear him out.  It was such a great day.  I’m so glad that my poor mood lately didn’t ruin this fun experience of having to find a different route home.

Fun Highlights of today:

1. Going to the Cubs game

2. Seeing Missionaries

3. Being really close to people who caught a foul ball (2x)

4. Seeing Duff Goldman in person

5. Being re-routed on our way home and meeting nice people

6. Receiving a free bobble head

7. Spending time with Hubby

8. Knowing we have the cutest kid in the world.

Memorial Day


I realize that Memorial Day is for those who have passed on, but I think of anyone who has been in the military.  I think how grateful to them and their families I am.  This kind of thing didn’t be so much in my mind until I married a Solider.  Lucky for me, he came home safe from Iraq and we married shortly after he got out of the service.  But I still have other family members who are serving, and I realize that it can be such a sacrifice for the families of those who serve.

*the day (hubby to be) came home from Iraq

I just want to say, Thank You.

Tortilla Bowls


For my birthday my Mother gifted me some tortilla bowl pans. You just take your tortilla, and bake it in the pan for a little bit and it hardens into a bowl shape.   Hubby and I make our own tortillas, but now we can make any tortilla into a bowl.  I love it!

So, shortly after I came home from our trip, we made taco bowls for dinner.  It was so much fun, and I loved having all my ingredients in an edible bowl.

We did this again the other night when I made a new recipe Mexican Haystacks.  Instead of using the chips they recommend, we made the bowls.  I changed the recipe a little, because we don’t use sour cream any more, we use Greek Yogurt instead, and I didn’t have the ranch mix, so I used a different mix I had.  Oh, I also didn’t realize I was suppose to do it in the crock pot, so I just did it on the stove top and it worked out fine.  Hubby said it was the best meal I’ve made in a while.  No pictures, but we’ll be making it again, and I suggest you make some too, it’s super yummy.  (*the recipe does make a large portion, so cut it down if needed).

The Color Run 5K


I did it!  I can hardly believe that I did it.

It’s been the the back of my mind to someday participate in a 5K, but only someday.  Then I saw on Pintrest about the Color Run.  It looked like so much fun,  that I signed up me and hubby.  The Chicago location was sold out, so we went to the next closest location; Racine, WI.

From the time I signed up to the race was only a little over a month.  I could barely jog a full mile, let alone 3  miles.  I would walk/jog every morning with a friend, pushing C1 in the stroller.  However I wasn’t making much progress.  I got close to two miles, when I went on a two week vacation to the in-laws, where I only went jogging once.  When I got home (a week and a half before the race), I could barely go the one mile I had already concurred.

Hubby and I trained a few times together and we went almost 3 miles in 35-40 minutes; our goal was to complete the race in half an hour.  Hubby is more use to jogging than I am, he can go on and on without stopping, so I slowed him down a bit, but he was so kind to stick right by my side pushing me to keep jogging (instead of walk), the entire time.

My cousin drove down from Milwaukee to stand on the sidelines with C1, so we wouldn’t have to  push him during the race; we really didn’t want him and the stroller covered in the color.  On our drive up, I felt sick.  I do tend to get car sick, but this was the worst, I worried that I wouldn’t be able to do the race at all.

We showed up around 2p even though the race didn’t start until 5p, and seeing the line to register at 4p I’m so glad we showed up early.  The finish line (as well as the last leg of the race) was right along the lake.  It was such a beautiful view.

Just before 5p we found our spot at the start line.  Since the Color Run isn’t a timed race, they let off a wave of people every 5-8 minutes.  We counted down to the first start, and I was more nervous than excited.  As everyone in front of us started moving, so did we.  I started my RunKeeper on my phone to time how we did.  We slowed and came to a stop.  We were far enough back we didn’t make it out until the third wave of people.  I started my phone again, but later looked down at it, and it wasn’t working.  Darn.

Lots of people were not taking the race seriously, they were walking the whole way, or they would stop on the sides, to take pictures.  One lady near us at the start line was wearing her jean shorts and her sandals.  We started off slow and steady.  I would have been easy to push myself too fast with the rush of people around me, passing me, but not that far into the race I was the one passing people; weaving in and out to keep up my steady pace.  It felt good to pass people.

In all I think we only walked a quarter mile, but I power walked, so we never slowed down to a stroll or anything.  Running through the color sections was a thrill.  We would raise our arms and scream and shout as we went through.  We also had our bandana’s up covering our faces, so we didn’t get the color in our mouths.  It was just baking powder, but it did not taste good at all.  Toward the end of the race, we did find my cousin with C1, and they were able to cheer us on, and take some pictures.  Shortly after that, Hubby had to really cheer me on, I didn’t know if I could make it without stopping.  He kept screaming, “Here’s the finish line, here’s the finish line”.  People around us looked at him funny.  But it was motivating me to keep going, so I would just scream, “YEA!”, soon we wern’t the only one’s screaming for joy.

The flags seemed to be camouflaged, because as we approached them, I kept thinking, that’s it?  That’s the end?  I thought it would be a little more dramatic than it really was.  We started to slow to a walk after we finished, and they had us all gather on the grass to throw our own color packets up in the air for a celebration.  We waited around for that to happen, caught up with my cousin and our boy.  The throwing of the color looked really cool, but then soon, the colors mixed and it didn’t look as pretty.

According to our watches, we left the start line at 5:16p and arrived at the finish line at 5:46p.  We had made our goal of 30 minutes!  I just jogged my first ever 5K in 30 minutes.  I’m so proud of myself for doing it and grateful to my Hubby for supporting me the entire time.  Thanks dear.

Payson Quilt Show


Last year when I went to the Payson Quilt Show I signed up to enter a contest.   They give everyone who signs up a matching fat quarter.  You then have to make your own wall hanging out of it in any way you choose, but you must use a % of the fabric and the mini quilt can only be so big.  This fabric was so fun, and quite frankly I didn’t know where to cut it.  It took me a while to decide, but after doing the snowball quit for C1’s first birthday quilt, and the fabric had monkeys playing in the snow, I had to go with a snowball pattern for the mini quilt.  I fussy cut out the monkeys and added white and light blue is all.  When I was binding the quilt I decided to cut the corners to make it look snowball-ish as well.  It’s hard to tell, but I quilted it with snowflakes in the white areas.

Another hard thing for me is, I have to make something that will not only win the contest, but something that I like because I’m not sure what I’m going to do with this once the contest is over.  I think it’s cute.  I’m sad that I won’t be able to attend the quilt show this year to see my quilt on the wall, but I’ll have my MIL enter it for me and take pictures of it in action; along with some of the other quilts that people made from the same monkey fabric.

A decor rug…


made from scraps.  You may remember this beautiful quilt my SIL put together and had me quilt for her.  Well, while I was visiting Utah, I found she had some scraps of that fabric left, so I decided to make a little mat out of it.

It fits nicely under some bottles my SIL had used to decorate a guest bedroom with.  I love being able to use up scraps and make more things for a room that match.

In case you wanted a reminder; here is the quilt in action, and my SIL also made a matching round neck pillow that I love that stays on the bed.  I love how bright and welcoming this room has become with a few new touches.