Hosting ten family members for a weekend can be a little draining. Thankfully, my body decided to cut me some slack and not go into swine cold lockdown until we were waving goodbye as they left on Monday morning. I had a short emotional meltdown for about ten minutes as my mom drove away, which [...]
Initiation
by Amy on 21. Oct, 2009 in The Kid
Sunday we are having Sophie baptized by our minister, who also happens to be one of our very good friends. I know that by typing that sentence, I have probably unleashed a huge can of HOW DARE YOU worms, but yeah, we’re totally doing it. White dress (the one my mother and I wore for [...]
Someone talk me down from the crazy ledge, or at least hold my hand while I’m up here
by Amy on 13. Oct, 2009 in The Kid
It seems that overnight my baby has gone from adorable and immobile drooling infant to shrieking, rolling, and almost ready to crawl off on her first date. And she’s eating cereal like the world is coming to an end tomorrow. How did this happen? “Hey, Mom! I just realized I can make these noises! And [...]
Thank God I saved the leftovers
by Amy on 09. Oct, 2009 in Food
The cafe in town occasionally serves this chicken coconut curry soup that is TO DIE FOR. I have been trying to find a recipe that comes close and have failed so far. This post is not about that recipe. To my knowledge, there is not a single restaurant in town that serves French Onion Soup. [...]
Still Easier than childbirth
by Amy on 07. Oct, 2009 in My Every Day
TC Marathon 2007 was the last race I properly trained for. Scott and I trained religiously for the months leading up to the day. I was convinced it was the year I was going to set a PR and had my heart set on a 4:30 time. And then race day came and it was [...]
The hardest part is that first step
by Amy on 01. Oct, 2009 in My Every Day
When I picked Sophie up from daycare today, CDG wished us good luck this weekend. I know he was talking about the actual races on Sunday, but I was secretly thinking to myself that we needed more luck just getting out the door. On time. You know, so we wouldn’t be arriving in St. Paul [...]

