Run, Forrest, Run!

Lately Toby has been getting into great shape (much to my chagrin - we used to be fat together, now I'm on my own). He looks great, feels great, and last weekend he ran in the "Pat's Run". It's a 4.2 mile run for the Pat Tillman Foundation. Pat Tillman was a football player at ASU who was drafted by the Cardinals, but decided fighting for his country in Iraq was more important than the NFL. He was killed overseas.

Toby decided to do the run just a couple of months ago, which is not a lot of time for training. He also injured his leg the week before the race, but he did it anyway. He placed 1,819 out of over 14,000 people. He ran the 4.2 miles in 33 minutes. What a stud, right? I'm so proud of him!

Here he is with a co-worker (Dee Ann), and a former co-worker (Jackie) who also ran on Saturday. Doesn't he look great?!?!

It's over - if only for a season

I did it. I survived another tax season. Our office closes every year the day after tax day so today was blissful. I talked Toby into taking the day off as well so we could spend some time together (for the first time since football season started last fall).

We had such a nice day! He got the kids up this morning and took Tysen to school and Audrey to the baby sitter's while I slept in until 9:30. Isn't he great?!?! Then we got ready for the day and went to the Temple. It's always so nice, quiet, calm and peaceful there - it never ceases to amaze me. Kenlynne went with us. Then we went out to eat since we weren't able to make the time for that on my birthday (birthdays during the last week of tax season suck). We went to Macaroni Grill which was fantastic, as always.

We got home in time for me to pick Tysen up from school and walk him home, which I never get to do. Toby picked up Audrey and when we got home she was ready for her afternoon nap, as was I. So she and I took naps. Naps are one of the most glorious things in the world, in my opinion.

Tysen brought Audrey in and plopped her on top of me a couple of hours later (he's such a good helper to get her out of bed when he hears her crying). Toby had gone to hit a bucket of balls, which he loves to do. Then he came home and we worked on his golf swing in the back yard. We went on a walk this evening and had to run an errand after that.

So we all get in the car to run our errand and there's something I've never seen before on the front seat of the car. Tysen wanted to play with it and Toby obviously didn't want him touching it at which point I asked what the heck it was. It is some kind of accessory/tool for the obscenely expensive golf club he purchased after he finished up at the driving range this afternoon. Let me remind you I haven't even gotten a birthday present yet, but here we have some random, unnecessary item making it's way into our garage. Watev.

He loves golf - it's the only thing he ever splurges on so for the most part, I don't mind. He doesn't complain too much about my volume of shoes so I let the golfing stuff slide. At least I have an idea now how much I will spend on shoes for my birthday to match the cost of the club :)

We got home and put the kids in bed. They're asleep now and we'll sit down to watch the episode of Grey's Anatomy on our DVR now. What a perfect day!

Faith, Family, Scriptures, Temple

As I'm sure most of you are aware, last weekend was General Conference for our church. Click HERE to listen to the archives. For my non-LDS friends, General Conference happens twice a year and the prophet and his counselors speak on various gospel topics during a series of 4 2 hour general sessions over 2 days.

At our house, we play a game in an attempt to get Tysen to listen to conference in some fashion. We have a list of key words we want him to listen for and each time he hears one of the words, he gets a piece of candy. This year the words were Faith, Family, Scriptures, and Temple. The candy of choice was jelly beans. He did so good! He was coloring his little outlines of ties for each of the speakers and shouting out the words when he heard them and consuming far too much sugar.

On Sunday there were 3 talks in a row on the Temple (I wonder if that means it's important or something). About half-way through the 2nd one he stopped shouting out the word "Temple" and I asked him if he was still listening. He said "yeah, but I'm sick of jelly beans now". So in October we'll try a little more variety with the candy menu.

On a moderately unrelated note, I have to come clean about something. I have a serious problem. And I mean a SERIOUS problem with cursing. I'm a Day and it's deeply embedded in our DNA. I don't swear in front of my kids, for the most part. Mostly it's at work, but considering how much of my time I spend there, it's a lot. I've been reading the Book of Mormon and I'm in 2nd Nephi currently in the Isaiah chapters (yawn) so I was flipping through my scriptures to read random things that were highlighted and I came upon Mosiah 4:30. And it reads:

But this much I can tell you, that if ye do not watch yourselves, and your thoughts, and your words, and your deeds, and observe the commandments of God, and continue in the faith of what ye have heard concerning the coming of our Lord, even unto the end of your lives, ye must perish. And now, O man, remember, and perish not. (italics added)

Well, crap! So I'm now trying to phase out the naughty words that come so quickly to my tongue. I think it will be a slow process. Not sure a cold turkey approach would work for me. Please, wish me luck. I know I'm going to need it.

Work sucks, I know

Some days I feel like this guy from the Pirates movies.

Like one of these days my keyboard, pens, paperclips, highlighters, sticky notes, and papers marked 1040, 1065 & 1120 are going to fuse with my body. I will become part of my office.