Let's just get straight to it. This will be the last blog post in my current blog post about running. So done!
Yesterday I ran the Rock N Roll 1/2 Marathon in Portland (Oregon). The day before, my 15 y/o daughter and I packed the car and drove the 4 hours it took to get there. The day before, we showed up at the health and expo to get said daughter signed up as a late entry and to get our race bibs. Right after that, the day before the race, I turned to my daughter and said, "I don't remember packing my running shoes in the car."
So we went down to my car and checked it thoroughly. Nope. No running shoes. Not the new running shoes that I just purchased the week before after receiving an in-depth assessment of my feet, my running patterns, my size, etc. Funny, but the supporting orthotics that I purchased and were placed in my new running shoes weren't in the car either!
What to do, what to do…. Really the only solution was to go back to the expo, back to one of the exhibits and humble myself and purchase a new pair. A new pair without my new, expensive, apparently needed orthotics. I needed to buy a new pair without the benefit of a minimum of a week's worth of breaking in. I was really embarrassed and humbled. And then came The Comment.
After the nice young guy helped me into an adequate pair of shoes (minus the supportive orthotics), I went to the check out chick. A gal that was probably a couple of years, if not at least a decade younger than me. She was a gal that was probably pretty good in her running shoe career. She inquired as to which race my 15 y/o daughter was running. "oh, the Half," I replied. "That's cool," said she. Then she asked, "Which race are you running?" I replied, "The Half." …. "Oh, good for you, honey," she said. Good For You, Dear… Good For You, Lady. Good For You.
I've heard this said before. Heck, I've said it before. And now, it came full circle. I knew exactly what it meant. I replied to her, "Yep. I'm the "Good for You," gal. So, I paid for the shoes left the expo.
You know the term. It really means, "Good for you trying even though you aren't really the type." It means, "At least you are trying…. most people like you are probably just hanging on the couch," and, "you're chubby but makin' the effort…." Good for you! Good for you!
So, me and my sweet daughter went out to dinner. We had a nice dinner, went to sleep early. I woke up about 5 times in the middle of the night after some less than pleasant dreams, and to check and make sure my phone's alarm was set right. I slept restlessly and wondered how'd I 'd do the next day. I was mad at myself for forgetting my new, important, supportive running shoes. I was pondering being the "Good For You," girl. And then we woke up and it was time to head to the race.
Man. What do I tell you about my first 1/2 marathon. Excitement? Anticipation? Fear? Apprehension? Yes. All of it.
I was placed directly behind the 3:00 pacers. If you're not a runner (or if you're a fairly inexperienced race runner, like me) the pacers are folks who, if you stay with them throughout the race, will help you finish in that allotted time. So, even though I didn't even know these people existed before this race, I was so excited because I now had a clear focus to keep me on track. 13.1 miles in 3 hours. It doesn't sound very fast. But remember, I am one of the "good for you, honey," girls. I was delighted!
I'll cut to the chase. The first 9-10 miles were pretty doable. Actually, I'll say that my first difficulties began around mile 9 - 9.5. I just lost complete energy. It seemed to have just left me. My legs didn't want to move, and when I made them, they seemed so heavy. My hips hurt, my left ankle hurt. I truly had no energy left. Around mile 8 I had grabbed two GOO packets, and had been drinking gatorade at each of the 1.5 mile stands, and I was just telling myself over and over again that those would kick in. I didn't want the word, "Bonk" to enter my mind, so I just told myself that the Goo and the gatorade were just….about…..to….kick…in…… Then a slight decline in the road happened. THANK GOD! Then my race partner (who was unknown to me before this race), Yvonne, came back to my side… YOU CAN DO THIS… Then there was just two miles to go. Then one. Then the last mile, that seemed like forever!
I gotta tell you. Along the way, as a grateful 3:00 paced chick, I witnessed SO MANY "Good For You," guys and gals. SO MANY! We weren't 20 year olds. We didn't have bodies that were unscathed by childbirth or decades of stressful life (hence the long work hours and extra tummy, etc) or blessed with consistent run / workout habits. We we men and women, 30, 40 50 years old and more, that showed up for a race----a HALF MARATHON NO LESS!!!--- and that kept moving our feet and legs. No, we weren't picture perfect, or the attention of the cameras (before, during or after the race), but we showed up! And we finished! We ran a freakin' half marathon! And we ran it around 3 hours! GOOD FOR US, PEOPLE! Good for us!
So there you have it. I have some post race pics on my FB page. I have somewhat skinny legs and a chubby tummy, and less than rock hard…… well, less than rock hard ANYthing, except my resolve. And I have a 13.1 Rock N Roll Half Marathon under my belt. I had a goal and I achieved it. It was difficult but I pushed past that. Good for me! Good for me.
(PS. If there is ANYTHING you think you can't do, but really want to do, YOU CAN! You can do it! Set your mind to it and set mini goals and work toward it. You really can do it! And then you can join the, "Good For You," club! I'll initiate you! XOXO!)
Monday, May 18, 2015
Sunday, March 22, 2015
Overcoming Obstacles One Spoon At A Time
Well, despite what the title of today's post infers, I didn't use a spoon at all. Sure I used one to stir my coffee this am, but I certainly didn't use one to move an obstacle in the road. No digging, no moving, no nothin' with a spoon. But since the title of my blog is, "A Spoon the the Road," I just thought I might throw that in there. It was clever to me at the time.
Today's running post includes the fact that I was pretty darned sick at the beginning of the week. Whatever this 'crud' is, it has been in my system for weeks, breaking out at this, it's second point, to lay me down for a couple of days. It includes a horrid cough, chills, fever, malaise, congestion and some shortness of breath. I had the first break out of it a couple of weeks ago, thought it was done. But this last Sunday it hit in full force again and I was laid out for a couple of days. Thus missing a day of work and any running (or other workouts). Hence the 'obstacle' mentioned in the title.
Yesterday, despite the lingering cough (it's a hacking cough really; one that never really clears, and never really brings anything up. sorry to be so descriptive, but really, I'm an ER RN. I COULD get much more graphic. Trust me), I did day 1 of T25 with Shaun T. I bought it quite a few months back and with it's boasts of, "you can do 25 minutes," I had gotten waylaid with my running schedule, etc. So, yesterday I began day one, week one of 10 to go along side my running regimen. I hacked and coughed through it---but really, I would have been hacking and coughing anyway! Might as well do it while you're working out! AND, after my second day with it, it is proving to be a great warm up for my runs!
Today's stats: Day 2 of T25, + 3.06 miles on the treadmill with varying speeds and inclines. Music for the run consisted soley of Led Zepplin---PERFECT! Overall I am pretty pleased with the day thus far. I have approximately 9 weeks til the Half in Portland, and I think my training is off to a good start.
So. Not perfect. I alternate between a 11 minute mile and a 15 minute mile. I need to run more consistently. I need to stick to Hal Higdon's 1/2 marathon training schedule. I need to / and am going to do T25 5 days a week as well. I feel as though I am setting myself up for success! Yah for success!!
There ya go. There's the update to my running blog. Nothing earth shattering, except I am getting and staying more consistent. Those are some great gains. Indeed.
Peace out people! Go get your goals! You CAN do it! If I can, you certainly can!
Today's running post includes the fact that I was pretty darned sick at the beginning of the week. Whatever this 'crud' is, it has been in my system for weeks, breaking out at this, it's second point, to lay me down for a couple of days. It includes a horrid cough, chills, fever, malaise, congestion and some shortness of breath. I had the first break out of it a couple of weeks ago, thought it was done. But this last Sunday it hit in full force again and I was laid out for a couple of days. Thus missing a day of work and any running (or other workouts). Hence the 'obstacle' mentioned in the title.
Yesterday, despite the lingering cough (it's a hacking cough really; one that never really clears, and never really brings anything up. sorry to be so descriptive, but really, I'm an ER RN. I COULD get much more graphic. Trust me), I did day 1 of T25 with Shaun T. I bought it quite a few months back and with it's boasts of, "you can do 25 minutes," I had gotten waylaid with my running schedule, etc. So, yesterday I began day one, week one of 10 to go along side my running regimen. I hacked and coughed through it---but really, I would have been hacking and coughing anyway! Might as well do it while you're working out! AND, after my second day with it, it is proving to be a great warm up for my runs!
Today's stats: Day 2 of T25, + 3.06 miles on the treadmill with varying speeds and inclines. Music for the run consisted soley of Led Zepplin---PERFECT! Overall I am pretty pleased with the day thus far. I have approximately 9 weeks til the Half in Portland, and I think my training is off to a good start.
So. Not perfect. I alternate between a 11 minute mile and a 15 minute mile. I need to run more consistently. I need to stick to Hal Higdon's 1/2 marathon training schedule. I need to / and am going to do T25 5 days a week as well. I feel as though I am setting myself up for success! Yah for success!!
There ya go. There's the update to my running blog. Nothing earth shattering, except I am getting and staying more consistent. Those are some great gains. Indeed.
Peace out people! Go get your goals! You CAN do it! If I can, you certainly can!
Friday, March 6, 2015
Run-der-land
Tomorrow, Saturday, will mark the end of a busy week with three runs in, the third occurring tomorrow. I had two short runs this week that I am not thrilled to discuss. The first on on Monday was 3.44 miles near home. The second was also near home and closer to 3 miles.
The first run was a mix of trails (dirt roads and such) and paved roads, passing several houses and was accompanied by 7 neighbor dogs at various parts of the run. The second run was done later in the day and truly sucked. I think running later isn't beneficial for me, but also running the same route as the first run didn't help either. I need change and I need challenge. I also think I need to walk a bit first to get acclimated to the whole run….
So, tomorrow is anticipated to be a better run. I think I will run a portion of the my last run, just not running on 970. That run has a lot of hills and challenges---and if I get a good playlist on my iPod, I should be good. The goal is around 6 miles. I should be able to do six miles….. I NEED to do six.
Also, my 15y/o daughter is having to bow out of the Run, Ladies, Run 11K we signed up for on 3/21. We booked a delightful little hotel and had a wonderful time planned but she recently started track and will apparently have a track meet that weekend and can't go. Disappointed, yes, I am. But I am trying to see if my 22y/o and my grand baby can attend in Selah's stead.
There it is: a somewhat boring blog update. I'll try and spice it up a bit for the next one. :-)
Peace out, people. <3
The first run was a mix of trails (dirt roads and such) and paved roads, passing several houses and was accompanied by 7 neighbor dogs at various parts of the run. The second run was done later in the day and truly sucked. I think running later isn't beneficial for me, but also running the same route as the first run didn't help either. I need change and I need challenge. I also think I need to walk a bit first to get acclimated to the whole run….
So, tomorrow is anticipated to be a better run. I think I will run a portion of the my last run, just not running on 970. That run has a lot of hills and challenges---and if I get a good playlist on my iPod, I should be good. The goal is around 6 miles. I should be able to do six miles….. I NEED to do six.
Also, my 15y/o daughter is having to bow out of the Run, Ladies, Run 11K we signed up for on 3/21. We booked a delightful little hotel and had a wonderful time planned but she recently started track and will apparently have a track meet that weekend and can't go. Disappointed, yes, I am. But I am trying to see if my 22y/o and my grand baby can attend in Selah's stead.
There it is: a somewhat boring blog update. I'll try and spice it up a bit for the next one. :-)
Peace out, people. <3
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Run Lady, Run!
Run!
So, I missed about a week and a half of running, and thus blogging about it. And, if you know me AT ALL, you are not surprised about that at all! Great. Glad we are past that. Onward And Upward.
Today is Tuesday, 2/17/2015 and currently it is 2019 (10:19pm). I am ready for bed. But first I thought I would pen a couple of words---updates. I ran Saturday. It was a treadmill run. Since I hadn't run in over a week, I kept my expectations low but high at the same time (ya know?). I wanted it to be a good run, but knew the chance of that wasn't high--maybe 30%???. Sure, 30%. Once on the treadmill, I told myself to just do 2 miles and be happy with that. I wasn't fast, I wasn't consistent in pace, I wasn't good at all. BUT, I got to three miles and, then just started to run to my iPod, my favorite music. I ended up doing over 4 miles. Again, not great miles, but done nonetheless. Done!
S'alright. Move on. 970 was actually a pretty good pull. It looks flat, but it isn't, so that is good. And, I didn't stay on there forever. The long and short of it was that there were lots of hills, lots of pulls, and ultimately I did 5.44 miles (with some walking on some of the hills), but I did it.
I wasn't so happy at the 75% mark, but in the end was glad it was all done. I need to be outside. I need to run out there. I need to get ready----because I signed myself and my 15 y/o up for the Run, Ladies, Run next month in Friday Harbor (an 11K), and I need to be able to run 7 miles comfortably.
There. That's my Running Blog update. More next week!
So, I missed about a week and a half of running, and thus blogging about it. And, if you know me AT ALL, you are not surprised about that at all! Great. Glad we are past that. Onward And Upward.
Today is Tuesday, 2/17/2015 and currently it is 2019 (10:19pm). I am ready for bed. But first I thought I would pen a couple of words---updates. I ran Saturday. It was a treadmill run. Since I hadn't run in over a week, I kept my expectations low but high at the same time (ya know?). I wanted it to be a good run, but knew the chance of that wasn't high--maybe 30%???. Sure, 30%. Once on the treadmill, I told myself to just do 2 miles and be happy with that. I wasn't fast, I wasn't consistent in pace, I wasn't good at all. BUT, I got to three miles and, then just started to run to my iPod, my favorite music. I ended up doing over 4 miles. Again, not great miles, but done nonetheless. Done!
S'alright. Move on. 970 was actually a pretty good pull. It looks flat, but it isn't, so that is good. And, I didn't stay on there forever. The long and short of it was that there were lots of hills, lots of pulls, and ultimately I did 5.44 miles (with some walking on some of the hills), but I did it.
I wasn't so happy at the 75% mark, but in the end was glad it was all done. I need to be outside. I need to run out there. I need to get ready----because I signed myself and my 15 y/o up for the Run, Ladies, Run next month in Friday Harbor (an 11K), and I need to be able to run 7 miles comfortably.
There. That's my Running Blog update. More next week!
Thursday, January 29, 2015
Running Toward the Prize
It's time for a little bit of blogging!
Last year was full of changes, most of them in done with forward movement: get more rest and sleep, eat with more thought and (and less emotion), reestablish PERSONAL relationships with less superficial interactions, etc., etc. As the year rolled over from 2014 to 2015 I found a coworker's post on FB that she was going to run the Portland 1/2 in May and, was anyone willing to join her. I am not sure what happened, but I found myself registering for it, posting that I had done so, and gung-ho-ishly asking friends the same thing! After my daughter and a couple of other coworkers signed too, I found a new (really an old) goal set with momentum in play!
You see, I turn the big 50 on May 21st of this year. Several years ago I said that I wanted to run a half marathon before I turned 45. It never happened. I let other things be prioritized first. I made excuses why I couldn't do it. And then I turned 46, then 47, 48 and, of course, 49. So this Portland 1/2 has come at the perfect time. I will run my very first 1/2 on May 17 and then joyously turn 50 four days later! PERFECT!!
I will be blogging about my training for the next 4 months. Isn't that just the most exciting thing you have heard in YEARS!!!?? Either way, I am excited to put down into words my journey as I work toward my goals!
So, here it is. Last week was my first week of training. I pulled up the wonderful site of HalHigdon.com and decided to jump in with both feet. For some odd reason I thought that my previous, sporadic years of inconsistent running would put me into the Novice 2 (versus the Novice 1) training. Surely I wasn't such a Novice that I had to do the "1" training! Silly me. ANYWAY, last week was my first official week and, I don't know how I did it, but I did it! And I completed it well!
Last week, this first week consisted of running three miles each run, three times, and for me it was on my treadmill. Then there was a rest day, and then the "long run," was 4 miles. My first day STUNK! I kept looking up at how far I had gone, with so much still left to run to make it to 3 miles and I wanted to quit about every 45 seconds! I did a little bit of walk/run/walk/run, mixed in with "hey!!! do 45 seconds of a faster speed," followed by some of the slowest walking I have done in years. Clearly I thought I was in better shape to start this training than I really was.
The next run, although still a walk/run, was a much improved experience. Because of my work schedule I didn't have to do the days directly in a row, which helped I think. That day I walked for the first 6 minutes, and then set mini goals and, again would increase my pace for 45-60 seconds at a time and walk if I had to. Overall it was a better run than the first. Then the third run, although I did much of the same increasing, was even better. My base pace was faster and I was able to up the pace for longer periods of time and I walked less.
That third run was on Saturday in the morning. That afternoon, my 15 y/o, Selah, and I headed to Spokane for a volleyball tournament she had the next day. Sunday morning I sent her to the tourney with another VB player and hit the hotel treadmill. It was to be my 4 mile, long run. This time I decided to set my base pace at 4.0 (which was up each day from 3.2 to 3.5, etc.), and to simply run comfortably. I wanted to run the whole 4 miles, I decided I wouldn't do the fartlek spurts. I started at 4.0, felt good about it for a while, then increased to 4.2, then to 4.5 pace (which was about 11.28 miles/minute). I ended up being the most consistent at about 4.3 (about 12.38mi/min) and ultimately ran for 4.28 miles. No walking! YEAH!!! Man! What a great feeling to have set the goal, hit my mark, and then exceeded it!
Oh. And I discovered that part of my magic bullet was listening to Led Zeplin and Taylor Swift---as well as having, "Little House on the Prairie," on the tele at the gym. But, hey, I still ran it all, very consistently!
First week done! We are now into the second week of training, so new posts to come! I look forward to seeing what I can do with this body!
OH! And, as my Fitbit clip and site have been helpful for the pedometer/stairs/calorie logging, I decided to take the plunge and upgrade. I wanted something to help with my running training. I needed something more than just a pedometer---I wanted something that would GPS, track my runs and my pace, and help me achieve my new goals. Last night I came home to find my beautiful, new Fitbit Surge delivered by my beloved Amazon! So, this gorgeous baby is sittin' on my left wrist and is just waiting to help me reach my 1/2 marathon! I am set!! 50's….here I come!!!
K
Last year was full of changes, most of them in done with forward movement: get more rest and sleep, eat with more thought and (and less emotion), reestablish PERSONAL relationships with less superficial interactions, etc., etc. As the year rolled over from 2014 to 2015 I found a coworker's post on FB that she was going to run the Portland 1/2 in May and, was anyone willing to join her. I am not sure what happened, but I found myself registering for it, posting that I had done so, and gung-ho-ishly asking friends the same thing! After my daughter and a couple of other coworkers signed too, I found a new (really an old) goal set with momentum in play!
You see, I turn the big 50 on May 21st of this year. Several years ago I said that I wanted to run a half marathon before I turned 45. It never happened. I let other things be prioritized first. I made excuses why I couldn't do it. And then I turned 46, then 47, 48 and, of course, 49. So this Portland 1/2 has come at the perfect time. I will run my very first 1/2 on May 17 and then joyously turn 50 four days later! PERFECT!!
I will be blogging about my training for the next 4 months. Isn't that just the most exciting thing you have heard in YEARS!!!?? Either way, I am excited to put down into words my journey as I work toward my goals!
So, here it is. Last week was my first week of training. I pulled up the wonderful site of HalHigdon.com and decided to jump in with both feet. For some odd reason I thought that my previous, sporadic years of inconsistent running would put me into the Novice 2 (versus the Novice 1) training. Surely I wasn't such a Novice that I had to do the "1" training! Silly me. ANYWAY, last week was my first official week and, I don't know how I did it, but I did it! And I completed it well!
Last week, this first week consisted of running three miles each run, three times, and for me it was on my treadmill. Then there was a rest day, and then the "long run," was 4 miles. My first day STUNK! I kept looking up at how far I had gone, with so much still left to run to make it to 3 miles and I wanted to quit about every 45 seconds! I did a little bit of walk/run/walk/run, mixed in with "hey!!! do 45 seconds of a faster speed," followed by some of the slowest walking I have done in years. Clearly I thought I was in better shape to start this training than I really was.
The next run, although still a walk/run, was a much improved experience. Because of my work schedule I didn't have to do the days directly in a row, which helped I think. That day I walked for the first 6 minutes, and then set mini goals and, again would increase my pace for 45-60 seconds at a time and walk if I had to. Overall it was a better run than the first. Then the third run, although I did much of the same increasing, was even better. My base pace was faster and I was able to up the pace for longer periods of time and I walked less.
That third run was on Saturday in the morning. That afternoon, my 15 y/o, Selah, and I headed to Spokane for a volleyball tournament she had the next day. Sunday morning I sent her to the tourney with another VB player and hit the hotel treadmill. It was to be my 4 mile, long run. This time I decided to set my base pace at 4.0 (which was up each day from 3.2 to 3.5, etc.), and to simply run comfortably. I wanted to run the whole 4 miles, I decided I wouldn't do the fartlek spurts. I started at 4.0, felt good about it for a while, then increased to 4.2, then to 4.5 pace (which was about 11.28 miles/minute). I ended up being the most consistent at about 4.3 (about 12.38mi/min) and ultimately ran for 4.28 miles. No walking! YEAH!!! Man! What a great feeling to have set the goal, hit my mark, and then exceeded it!
Oh. And I discovered that part of my magic bullet was listening to Led Zeplin and Taylor Swift---as well as having, "Little House on the Prairie," on the tele at the gym. But, hey, I still ran it all, very consistently!
First week done! We are now into the second week of training, so new posts to come! I look forward to seeing what I can do with this body!
OH! And, as my Fitbit clip and site have been helpful for the pedometer/stairs/calorie logging, I decided to take the plunge and upgrade. I wanted something to help with my running training. I needed something more than just a pedometer---I wanted something that would GPS, track my runs and my pace, and help me achieve my new goals. Last night I came home to find my beautiful, new Fitbit Surge delivered by my beloved Amazon! So, this gorgeous baby is sittin' on my left wrist and is just waiting to help me reach my 1/2 marathon! I am set!! 50's….here I come!!!
K
Friday, December 19, 2014
Quiet Nights at Home
I can freely say the word, "quiet,"or, "it sure seems quiet," because I am at home. I am not at work…in the emergency department. After a long, busy day at the Sam, my beloved place of employment, I am at home in a quiet, peaceful house with nothing but the sounds of my dogs cleaning themselves and the mice in the walls scurrying about.
There's something about a quiet night at home. Kids are all (on their computers in their respective rooms) heading to bed, Christmas lights are still lit on this late December night.
Well. Aside from throwing my uniform in the drier, I guess I am done for the evening. Dogs will be put up for the night (two in different rooms, one in a kennel) and a kitty snuggled with the other kid…. Christmas lights dimmed for now… house secured….. and a small goblet of wine to take me to sleepy-time land.
So, good night you Princes of Maine, you Kings of New England. Sleep well.
Kies
There's something about a quiet night at home. Kids are all (on their computers in their respective rooms) heading to bed, Christmas lights are still lit on this late December night.
Well. Aside from throwing my uniform in the drier, I guess I am done for the evening. Dogs will be put up for the night (two in different rooms, one in a kennel) and a kitty snuggled with the other kid…. Christmas lights dimmed for now… house secured….. and a small goblet of wine to take me to sleepy-time land.
So, good night you Princes of Maine, you Kings of New England. Sleep well.
Kies
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Fresh Starts
I am told time and time again that I should have been a writer, although there has been no formal training. I love to write---well, just like running, I love/hate writing. As many would-be writers, I get tripped up by syntax and my own imperfections to ever really be an effective writer. But every now and again I have something to say. And then I write.
This morning, at exactly 0537, on 9/25/2014 at 19th and J Street in Tacoma, WA, a little angel introduced herself to the world. She made her entrance in the usual way, except she executed it flawlessly, and seemingly without effort. She descended with a little assistance from her mother (and her excellent Marmie, but mostly with the help of her mum), and at first she looked like a walnut, then a Shar Pei (but a teeny tiny, perfect Shar Pei), and then she emerged a Princess. Not just any old Princess, like The Duchess of York, or whatever is over there in Britain. No. This one is The Princess Of The Universe.
Mind you, I have no bias here. I am unbiased and only sharing this with you as one with uncommon experience. Ok. Ok, well, I only have a lifetime of experience as a mother and this is my first as a GrandMarmie, but still. You need to trust me on this one. This little bean is a true, authentic, full-blooded princess.
She has already made it well known that she loves her Marmie's stories. And her kisses. I mean, come on!! As soon as my story began, ("There once was a man who traversed into the woods….") she immediately responded with her eyebrows raised and a look that said, "MORE, Marmie!! More!!!") And when I kissed her sweet little (and I mean little!!) cheeks or her precious forehead, she turns to me and practically begs for more. (yes, well, it might LOOK like rooting, but that is just her subtle way of asking for more!). She has made it clear. She wants more stories and more kisses. In fact, she wants at least 3 stories a day, and no less than 1,000 kisses. She has made this pretty clear.
Listen. Every now and then you get a gift: One that is so insanely outrageous that you have to step back and say, "what the heck is this?? is this a miracle or what?" Every now and then you get a fresh start, maybe to a new and unparalleled experience. When that happens you just run with it and learn to fly. I do believe this is so with this little Princess. Priceless Princess Emberly Nicole of ….. of….. of The Pacific Northwest, Of the Universe. Little Ember, thank you for arriving!! We look forward to your reign!
Long may she reign!!
This morning, at exactly 0537, on 9/25/2014 at 19th and J Street in Tacoma, WA, a little angel introduced herself to the world. She made her entrance in the usual way, except she executed it flawlessly, and seemingly without effort. She descended with a little assistance from her mother (and her excellent Marmie, but mostly with the help of her mum), and at first she looked like a walnut, then a Shar Pei (but a teeny tiny, perfect Shar Pei), and then she emerged a Princess. Not just any old Princess, like The Duchess of York, or whatever is over there in Britain. No. This one is The Princess Of The Universe.
Mind you, I have no bias here. I am unbiased and only sharing this with you as one with uncommon experience. Ok. Ok, well, I only have a lifetime of experience as a mother and this is my first as a GrandMarmie, but still. You need to trust me on this one. This little bean is a true, authentic, full-blooded princess.
She has already made it well known that she loves her Marmie's stories. And her kisses. I mean, come on!! As soon as my story began, ("There once was a man who traversed into the woods….") she immediately responded with her eyebrows raised and a look that said, "MORE, Marmie!! More!!!") And when I kissed her sweet little (and I mean little!!) cheeks or her precious forehead, she turns to me and practically begs for more. (yes, well, it might LOOK like rooting, but that is just her subtle way of asking for more!). She has made it clear. She wants more stories and more kisses. In fact, she wants at least 3 stories a day, and no less than 1,000 kisses. She has made this pretty clear.
Listen. Every now and then you get a gift: One that is so insanely outrageous that you have to step back and say, "what the heck is this?? is this a miracle or what?" Every now and then you get a fresh start, maybe to a new and unparalleled experience. When that happens you just run with it and learn to fly. I do believe this is so with this little Princess. Priceless Princess Emberly Nicole of ….. of….. of The Pacific Northwest, Of the Universe. Little Ember, thank you for arriving!! We look forward to your reign!
Long may she reign!!
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