health kick...

I have not written an update lately, so here we go.
Slowly but surely, that is my new motto. 

I am not a fan of this new motto.  Actually I think it sucks but I am working with it. 

I am much more of an instant gratification girl but alas it is not happening for me.

I did manage to fit into my cute pre-Jax jeans before his birthday.  I vote that my backside looked pretty good but I had to wear a loose enough shirt to cover the muffin top range.  Lets call it a minor success.

Here is what I am doing:

Working on my eating.  I am trying to get enough protein and limit my carb intake.  If I could, I would only eat carbs.  Pasta and bread make me very happy but being lean would make me happier.

I am not going crazy, I am eating well rounded and healthy (with the exception of the cupcakes I made for Jaxson's birthday).

When we go out I eat what I want but try to stay conscientious, at home I am planning veggie an protein based meals.

I am watching my cocktail intake, apparently I don't need a margarita just because it is a warm afternoon. I think this sucks as well.

I am running some and working hard at the gym. 

I feel a little better in my skin but I am still way out  from where I want to be.

Slowly but surely, it is not fun but hopefully it will work.
 

Enjoy,

elena

*What is your plan? How are you staying/getting healthy?

what a week...grab a beer and check it out

 My mom came to town.

 We went to an Easter party.  There were a lot of kids there.

I was thankful it was not at my house.  And for the coffee.  And for the mimosas.

 I went on a hot date with my husband, that included a night in a hotel,  and...

breakfast, in a restaurant, with no kids. The food and the coffee were only okay but there were no kids so it was perfect.

I shopped for the slacker Easter bunny at 10:00 Saturday night.

 I baked these beautiful little things. ( I realize that they only exemplify my craziness)

And put this together.  (More crazy)

And made this. (Still more crazy.  I made a few more bits of love but I am not showing you them because clearly I get over excited)

Check out these cupcakes again.  I will be honest, I am a little impressed with myself. (My crazy, overdoing it, makes me a little high. It takes me half way through the party to calm down enough to hold a complete conversation.)

My nephews joined in the festivities.

Did I mention my baby turned one.  (Enjoy the rare image of me, I will not be posting another one anytime soon.)

Cupcakes were enjoyed by all.

It was a good week.

Enjoy,

elena

our story

I have said many times, my husband is not who I was looking for but I am so glad I found him.

We are different, very different.  He has a collection of sneakers I wear heels. 

We met at the gym in downtown Oakland.  (Classier then a bar...?).

We have said goodnight to each other every night since our second date.  Often on the phone, occasionally by text, but every night.

We had been dating nearly three years when Rob planned a surprise birthday party for me.  I walked in the door to find that my friends and had flown in for the party, he proposed to me later that day in front of 25 people.

Six months later I found out I was pregnant.  I was finishing my masters, working full time and planning my wedding.  I will never say that Taylor was not planned she just came a year ahead of schedule.

I was overwhelmed and stressed.  Rob was calm and excited.  He insured me that it was okay, that he would take care of me, that he would take care of us.

Months later I got laid off, I knew that I did not have to worry about finding a job. 

We got married April 22, 2006.

We had Taylor a month later.

Not sure what happened to the size of this pict.

September 1st, 2007 we got married again.

April 24th, 2010 we had Jaxson (he came right on schedule).

We have a good life.

It is not always easy, it has not always gone as planned, but it is good. 

Happy Anniversary Rob.

I love you,

Elena

run

It is 4:40.  My alarm is going off.

What do I have to get done.  Why do I have to get up.

Oh. Wait.  Rob is home.  (Picture me noticing my sleeping husband as if he had not been there all night.)

I am going running.

I only slept 6 hours, but I get to run.

I get to be me before anyone needs anything from me.

I make my coffee and I drink the entire cup while it is still hot, no one needs anything, no one is talking.

My house is silent and I head out into the cool, dark morning.
.

I love it, the morning air is still crisp.

I meet friends and we run.  A quick five miles.  It feels good.

I spend the rest of the day feeling content and happy.

I miss this.  I need this.

Enjoy the run,

elena