My little pyro

Today I came into the living room to find Jeff with a mischievous smile on his face. He proceeded to show me the match he had in his hand (it was a strike-on-box type, they don't' sell "real" matches in New Jersey for fear all the green wet stuff will catch on fire). He took his match, ran over to the tree and held it to a Christmas light. I think he was a little disappointed when it didn't ignite. I was so proud. He got a little bit of his mom's blood. It took me back to the good 'ol days as a firefighter when we would use drip torches (diesel-gas mix in a can) to start fires that were prescribed. Ah... good memories.

Nathan Klyn

I know these picture are all pretty much the same, but this will give you an idea of what we see whenever Nathan is awake. Smiles. He smiles and smiles and even if he is tired and hungry if you smile at him you will get one in return. I think this last shot of him he is working on his hula dance.

One of my friends mentioned that I don't post enough of Nathan... so here you go. :) Hope you're satisfied Annie!

The Sauna

So, at the gym I go to there is a dry sauna. It is in the ladies dressing room and sometimes after a workout I will go in there and just relax or read a book. I just wear my gym clothes. Since my friend Ruth has been going to the gym with me, we have been having lots of fun trying out new classes, working our abs until we can't stand it, and playing racquetball left-handed (her right hand hurts her). The other day we decided to go into the sauna. So, in my gym clothes, I proceeded to walk into the sauna. Ruth just gave me this look like I was crazy. Later when I was telling my other friend Lisa about it, she said everyone at the gym must think I'm a homophobe. So apparently you don't go into a sauna fully clothed, you're supposed to just wear a towel and nothing else. Who knew? Not this Idaho farmgirl.

Romance

Last night I got a babysitter and met up with Scott at work. We took a quick train ride into the city (NYC) and met up with some friends. We went ice skating, visited the tree at the Rockefeller Center, and looked at the windows at Saks 5th Ave. I have to say, it was the epitome of romance. Oh yeah, we also got dinner and cheesecake. The weather was incredible, and the company was even better. There is nothing I love more than spending time with my guapo!

Gooding

I got my camera back a few weeks ago, but I have been a big slacker getting anything posted. Here is the photo journal from our stay in Gooding Idaho. The wonderful place I grew up.


These are the apples drying that I made.

Using this machine.

Jeff was a pro.

This is the quilt I made (with mom's help).

We used this machine.

And this one too. It quilts it for you so you don't have to. My kind of quilting. :)

We stayed at this farm house (aka, my home in Gooding).

With this farmer (aka my dad). And yes, he has on both a ball cap as well as a cowboy hat. Its the new style in Gooding these days. So if you go visit, make sure you wear both or you just wont fit in.

So we all had to wear this farmer/cowboy hat.

Even Jeff.
Now that we are home and potty training. Jeff likes to wear this hat.

Another gym post

I know, I know... I already wrote about the gym. But this is something I have to get off my chest.

I have this thing when I go to the gym. I like to think of myself as a confident fit girl. But lets be honest... I am anything but fit right now which naturally makes me a little self conscience (as I believe most women are). The thing that makes me even more self conscious is all the skinny women at the gym. People, where are all the not-so-fit-and-attractive looking folks? I think I saw one fat guy at the gym the entire time I was there today. I mean honestly, can't fat people work out too?

The next thing that makes me a little self conscious is that I don't really know what I'm doing. I actually have to read the instructions on a lot of the machines. I try to make it look like I'm not. Sometimes I scope out the room to make sure no one else is watching before I look at the little diagrams and stuff. I don't know why, but I want people to think I am totally knowledgeable on the whole working out thing. I really don't even know what kinds of exercising I should be doing to reach my goals. Heck, I don't even really know what my goals are. All I know is that I love going to the gym everyday (for the past two days). It just feels good, even though I don't fit in.

So, where I don't know so much... anybody want to share the secrets to fitness and skinniness and getting into the "in" crowd at the gym. (Just joking on that last part). Once they see my mad yogalaties skills tomorrow morning, I'm bound to have all kinds of people want to be my friend. By the way, what are yogalaties?

The Gym

So, I have been inspired by my friend Christine who is a gym fanatic. She has gone to the gym almost every day for the past two years. Seriously!

I've decided to try and follow in her footsteps. I got a one week free trial at a gym nearby that has free babysitting. I had to wait until Nathan was six months old to go (he's still only 5 1/2) but he is so big and happy that they cleared him. :)

The first day I had my backpack filled with all my stuff, a diaper bag filled with all the kids stuff, Nathan in a car seat, and Jeff running along side of me. I actually got a pretty good workout just getting into the building. I think I'm going to try and downsize my "stuff". Its just that I shower there and fix my hair because, hey free babysitting. If I were to bring the kids home and try and grab a shower and a fix my hair, forget it!

All in all it is a great thing. I get a break from the kids and I get in some great exercise. The kids get a break from me, and they also get to learn how to interact (read, hold their own) with other kids. I love it. I'm sore, but I love it!

Thanks Christine!