17 in 2017

I’m a lover of lists and an even bigger lover of crossing things off the list. I make some type of list every day.  I love to use this pad to make my lists and it’s worth every penny to be pretty on my desk.  I have multiple lists and merge my lists and those lists get rewritten but the art of having a list is a way for me to hold myself accountable. Writing the list is theraputic.

I’m not about writing resolutions. I actually think they are silly. They set you up to fail. Like all those people at the gym in January who you never see again. Failed resolution.  Resolutions tend to be too big and too lofty and unattainable setting almost everyone up to fail me included so I stopped making them.

The one word thing doesn’t work either for me. How do you focus your year to a single word? I tried it. I tried it a couple of times actually and it just doesn’t work for me. I think every time I tried it, I forgot the word by February.

So, even though I am a month late, I am going to stick with what I know. I am going to make a list for 2017 with their status or reason.  The little things and the big things. I’m going to cross things off my list as I do them. I may not ­draw attention to them when I cross them off but I’m going to tackle them as my life list for 2017.


  1. Get Brady and Cate up on skis this winter.
  2. Get away with Glenn for our 10 year wedding anniversary.
  3. Take Brady on a mother son date.
  4. Take Cate on a mother daughter date.
  5. Try a new workout to me.
  6. Call my grandma, send her a package and send her a letter.
  7. Finish our living room instead of 75% complete.
  8. Make plans for drinks with an old friend.
  9. Organize, print and store pictures from 2009-2017.
  10. Pick up my camera again and just start shooting.
  11. Teach myself the basics of code.
  12. Do a huge purge of our basement.
  13. Simplify my closet and purge.
  14. Find a way for my family to volunteer.
  15. Come back to this blog.
  16. Be intentional with my time.
  17. Grow something.

So, the first step is creating the list right? Now it’s time to work on something. Anything.


Friday Rambling {March 2016}

There is no real post today. This is just a random number of thoughts I was thinking about today as we try to finish the week off before spring break.

I was texting one of my besties two nights ago and it went something like this….

“Why is it that at the end of every day, I feel beat up? Like I am seriously beat up? I literally keep asking myself each night if I am getting the flu. ” (Which is my biggest fear right now after watching G get it.)

Her response was perfect.

“Because you work out, run two kids around, work full time and manage a house, etc… I feel that way every day too.”

After that response I found myself oddly at peace with the way that I feel right now and her explanation and just sat with it.  Instead of being cranky about it or feeling sorry for myself or even trying to rationalize it, I just sat with that response and accepted that’s life right now and it’s okay.


I heard a line in an interview yesterday from a candidate that I keep repeating in my head.  It’s a woman I have an indescribable amount of respect for as an educator.  She was talking about balance. She said…

“We need to do a little less, do it better and enjoy it more.”

I feel like I need to adopt this mantra going forward.  Such a simple statement and simple goal to have in mind.


My little family is so ready for a week in the warm weather and the desert.  I think it’s fair to say all of four of us are ready for a break.  I keep reminding myself that we get to move a little slower, be a little sillier, stay up a little later and take a breath from life as we know it.  I can almost feel the sunshine on my face, smell the sunscreen on my kids and my shoulders start to release from the load it’s carrying just thinking about it.





Daring Greatly

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”
~ Theodore Roosevelt

Brene Brown references this quote time and time again in her second Ted Talk, her book which I am currently reading which was a #1 New York Times Bestseller and in almost every speaking engagement she makes.   She spoke at my school two years ago and now she’s back again.

Everywhere I look I hear this quote.

And tonight, as simply as I wander downstairs staring at the pile of magazines I haven’t sat down and read, look at my counter cluttered with homework and mail that needs to be packed and addressed I am struck that today, on this day I am daring greatly.  A day that started at 4:40 in the morning for a one hour workout that is as much for my mental health as it is my physical health. A day that included teaching, meetings, drop offs, appointment scheduling, feeding, bath herding and reading, I am struck that this is what is means to be daring greatly.  Trying to do something, everything, and so often coming up short and erring in some way.

I am in the arena.

I am daring to be a change maker in education who refuses to believe anything but that every single day it is my job to change one students experience for the better.   I am daring to be the mom that I had growing up who loved me and gave me her full attention regardless of what else was going on in her life.  I am daring to be a wife that gives her husband the attention he deserves and the support he needs for us to parent together.  I’m covered in sweat, dust and blood and just trying to hang on.

I am the woman in the arena trying to have it all. And you know what, I still don’t.   And it’s not for lack of effort.  It’s not because I don’t try and want to do better or be more.  Some days I come up short as a mom.  Hell, most days I go bed telling myself I will be better as a mother than I was the day before.  Other days, I walk away wondering if my husband deserves better.  A better partner and bigger cheerleader.   And every day, I walk out of school thinking how I could inspire more, lead better and teach with more passion. And I feel like I failed.

But you know what?.  So what if other mom’s judge me because my kids go to daycare.   Or I don’t get a perfect meal on the table every night.  Or that I still have a couple pounds to lose. I am here. In the arena.  And I am daring greatly.  I’m daring to be in the arena “marred by dust and sweat and blood” to be here.  To live in the today.  To love hard. And be me.

{This post has sat in my drafts folder for 1.5 years.  It’s funny how much and how little things change in 1.5 years.}



Project 52 Week 12


Nothing says Brady like pants that are too short because he grows like a weed, a basketball in hand because sports is his life and hair that needs to be cut because it just doesn’t stop growing.


Travel Wear

I am trying to be really practical when it comes to packing for vacation. Two small kids, an airport, a week worth of stuff is just a lot to manage so I want to be comfy when I travel and be able to wear some of the things when I am out there. I don’t want to wear shorts but the thought of wearing jeans sounds terrible too since it will be in the 90’s when we get there.


It might be the perfect time to try the pants ( I have been wanting them all winter) and all of a sudden I am a big fan of Lucy Activewear.  I am thinking my Mia slip-ons are the just the right things to wear in the airport and slip on and off. I can wear this stuff again when I am out hiking, walking or getting a run in since I am confident our kids will be up early!

What do you like to wear when you travel?


Books of 2015 {January}

WILD by Cheryl Strayed

Me: Thumbs Up

Quick Review: I knew nothing of the Pacific Coast Trail until reading this book and I was impressed with her and her story.  I think the piece of this book that I will never forget is the kindness she experienced along the way from strangers.

GRAY MOUNTAIN by John Grisham

Me: Thumbs Up

Quick Review: I have a been a loyalist to Grisham since high school. This book was quick and easy to read and somewhat predictable but I found myself wanting to finish it. The coal company story line was really interesting and made me wonder how much of this “dumping” occurs.


Best Reads of 2014 (in no order)

The Invention of Wings

We Were Liars

The Husband’s Secret

One Plus One

Nantucket Sisters

Reconstructing Amelia

Me Before You

Night Road

The Fault in Our Stars

Lone Survivor

That’s what I’m reading! What are you reading?


Project 52 Week 4



Project 52 Week 2



Friday Randoms v.1

Happy Friday Everyone! Off of school for two weeks and we come back to a weird week where the freaking cold kept us out of school for a day.  We should have gone to school but oh well.  As a teacher, I actually dread having days off. What kids just don’t get is that we have to make the days up which means we lose our grading day after finals and the schedule gets all mixed up. It really is more of a pain than a cool event. Promise. Not to say I didn’t accomplish a lot on Wednesday (wink wink for those in my inner circle

~We were supposed to be celebrating my FIL’s 60th birthday this weekend but illness caused it to be cancelled. So, we are going to use the babysitter and try Guild Hall just north of us. I hear it’s good and I’m excited to try it.

~Did you see that the Walkman is making a comeback? I guess I don’t get what is so great about it. But, Sony unveiled it at the CES in Vegas this week and it is making big rumblings on the internet

~We got back in to menu planning this week and I think it is safe to say, it is has saved some fights and confusion in the transition back to work. I planned for four meals this week and it looked like this. Not bad right?

Sunday- Salmon with Onion Potatoes

Monday- Beef Tacos

Tuesday- Chicken with Brussel Sprouts and Bacon

Wednesday- Beef Elegante in the Slow Cooker

The rest of the week was a mess of me working one night, us going out one night and probably going to the basketball game tonight so who knows. 4-5 nights at home is pretty average for us but January is brutal from a scheduling perspective so I am giving myself some grace in this department.  I am also strangely surprised (totally jinxing myself) the things my kids are starting to eat. Thank god because the food wars were wearing on me.

~I am usually not a fan of ecards but this one I saw one Hanging with the Hewitt’s made me chuckle.



Happy Friday All! Stay warm!


So You Want to Know About Brady


We have a 5 year old.  Actually almost 5.5 year old.  Literally, I ask myself daily, how do I have 5 year old when I feel like he was just my sleepy newborn in his footed jammies?

I hate when people say it but it really is true that raising kids seems to go by just so fast.  The days are long at times but the years are just flying by.  When I was pregnant with Brady, I remember lying awake at night wondering what he would be like.  And now I feel like I have this person who has opinions, will have conversations with me, who I am starting to understand and see what he is at his core before friends and choices mean something and yet still is young enough to need me.


From the day he was born, he has been and still is really laid back.  He will do just about anything anyone asks him and if the right person is involved he almost always says yes.  He is naturally happy once he wakes up and has some orange juice and snuggles in our bed.  He will stay in his pajamas all day if you let him and his love for watching sports could keep him on a couch or around our tv all day.  One of the thing  he hates is going to the grocery store.

But food, food is Brady’s friend. At his five year appointment he came in at 48 inches and 49 pounds.  He has grown an exceptional amount this past year and has had true growing pains in his shins.  Aching legs that cause him to cry, force us to motrin him and rub them until he can fall back asleep.  He is lean and always hungry.  He is a meat and potatoes kid. He loves plain pasta, pizza, bread of any kind, cheeseburgers and fruit.  He literally eats his plate clean daily and usually asks for more at every meal.  And man does he have a sweet tooth…

His love for sports makes me smile. And the amount of information he knows is frightening. He can tell you who is playing on any given day and what division a team is in.  You will never see him without a piece of sports equipment.  A baseball glove or a football is always in his hand. His Christmas requests were a Chicago Bulls Jimmy Butler jersey, an Oregon Ducks hat, a set of NFL football helmets and a Tom Brady jersey.  His sports obsession has become fairly obvious. He even loves WWE.

With that being said, he is naturally athletic.  He hated hockey last year because it was “too slippery”, but held his own playing baseball, soccer and tennis.  He wants to play football in the worst way and loves to shoot hoops and play basketball. He is competitive at his core.  If we aren’t kicking punts to him, we are throwing batting practice or playing P-I-G.  I swear the kid never stops moving.  He even mastered the monkey bars finally…


Junior Kindergarten has been okay for him. I love his teachers but I think he is overly ready for kindergarten with his October birthday.  Besides being so much bigger physically than his peers, he’s mature and reasonable and academically right where he should be.  He’s on the verge of reading, sounds out most words and is doing simple addition and subtraction.  From what I hear, kindergarten will be a breeze.

On a softer note, he still loves to snuggle with us on the couch, will almost always let you hold his hand in a parking lot and is pretty sensitive.  He is gentle in his demeanor when he isn’t on a field. He worries when we are sad surprises us with his compassion daily.  He knows when someone is sad or when you just need a hug.  He really is my gentle giant.


He tolerates Cate when she really just wants to be his best friend.  He can make her laugh when she is upset and irrational.   Cate loves him so fiercely that at times I think it gets overwhelming for him. She  just wants to be near him, playing with him and doing what he is doing.  That’s a lot of pressure for a little boy who just wants to play but he handles it with grace; and tends to more often than not compromise to keep her happy.


Five years later, I’m in awe of my first born and what he has become.  Brady James, I love you to the moon and back.

(All images courtesy of Heidi Peters)

(Don’t mind this is oh something like 4 months late)