I'm still here. Honest. I haven't fallen off the planet. So much has been going on these last few months. I can't believe it has been 4 months since I really blogged.
When I returned from Italy I wanted to capture my trip perfectly, waiting for photos from my Dad and cousins and as I did the time just slipped away. There have been job interviews for J, birthdays, football games, Thanksgiving, a trip to Indianapolis, holiday parties, baking cookies, snow, End of the Mayan Calendar party, dinner with high school friends, Christmas, NYE, a work trip to Houston, our 15th year (OMG!) dating anniversary, movie nights, date nights, dinner with fraternity brothers who've moved into our favorite little town, a NYC visit, the Superbowl, game night with new friends in our building, a ski trip, and cooking new dinners.
So today... while figuring out what I was giving up for lent (5 days late and ice cream it is!) I decided to get back to blogging. I hope to backtrack on all those things I missed. Especially since I love getting this little blog printed so I can remember all the fun I get to do each year.
In the meantime, these are the photos from today. Me in red skinny jeans and red/white/and blue for President's Day. Thought I loved them until Jared saw me at the end of the day and mentioned how similar to a clown I looked. I hate clowns. Luckily I can use the jeans for Husker football games in the fall. We received some lovely Valentine's from Madison, Jacob, and Jamie. Love those kiddos too much! I tried my mother-in-laws recipe for stuffed shells and they were so good it put J into a food coma after dinner. Finally a new, well new to me, recipe that he likes!
Such an odd little saying. I heard this at work while I was attending a microgravity science presentation to astronaut Suni Williams last week (Pinch me!). There were about 30 of us in the room discussing experiments that had been performed with her help on station. One of the scientists was referring to the daunting challenge of combustion physics and how the challenges we are presented at NASA are like trying to eat an elephant. You just have to take it bite by bite.
Fast forward to Saturday where we are skiing at Wisp resort again with our friend Steve. For some reason I haven't been thrilled with the thought of skiing. I am worried more than normal lately. I have my second half marathon coming up in May, which I haven't begun training for, and I'm worried about getting hurt. Not to mention that I don't like being cold. I don't like falling in the snow. I don't like when I'm not good at something and don't have control. Enter skiing. I have been a fewtimes now over the years but I have just been super cranky about this little trip.
Jared wants to ski so much more than I do, so I go. I complain and try my best. One bite at a time.
Shockingly enough we had a great time. Maybe I'll make it down all blue trails next time!