Author: Pam

Live in New Orleans. Married to George. Have identical triplet boys, born 12/4/07. Love to sew.

365 in 2014: 06/21/14

I kind of want to save the full unveiling for when everything is done, so here’s a sneak peek. Of the faucet that’s only putting out about 30% of the water it should be. Eh.

365 in 2014: 06/20/14

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We didn’t have a working kitchen Friday night, due to some granite installation debacle, so I took the boys out to dinner. We are fancy.

365 in 2014: 06/19/14

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While I know the correct thing to do would be to post a picture of Miles here, since we were at Miles’s baseball game, there are honestly only so many ways I can make “Miles standing in the outfield” look exciting. So here’s Linus, instead. Love the light at that time of the evening, and look at those eyelashes, and freckles, and the little ear fold that helped me recognize that the boys were identical before we had the DNA test done…

Ketchup: 365 in 2014

Oh, I haven’t been very good about this, have I?

6/14/14


I might have been a little overzealous in my removal attempts. I have always hated this stupid tile backsplash, but it looks like the bird doesn’t want to leave. We’re going to have to cut the sucker out. Worth it.

 

6/15/14

Went on a bike ride and ran into (thankfully not literally) my sweet Ann Frances!

 

6/16/14

Making shadows at Miles’s baseball practice. Oliver and Linus have been coming to them for one reason – the snack bar.

 

6/17/14

At least they’re not fighting over my iPads.

 

6/18/14

Wondering if this will make a more authentic Pimms & Lemonade than Sprite does. Only one way to find out!

365 in 2014: 06/13/14

Not my new countertops, but these are the reason I got the itch to change ours. Can’t wait! (And no, I didn’t take many pictures on Friday. Ha! Kinda scraping the bottom here.)

365 in 2014: 06/09/14

I can’t help it. Every time Miles has a baseball game or practice (or when Linus played soccer), I turn into mush. Everything just seems so sweet. Like when they “take a knee” while Coach is talking to them. I mean, they’re just talking about the next drill, but something about it gets me. Maybe because I’m so proud of Miles for coming out of his shell? Who knows, but it’s adorable.

What have I gotten myself into?

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This is never, ever going to be me.

After my last half-marathon, I vowed never to do another one. I just am kind of bored with long distances, and the weather here is too unpredictable (by which I mean, it might be too freaking hot even in October) so since I’m not really getting much enjoyment out of them, no more. I think eleven is plenty, don’t you?

My friend Heather suggested we try a duathalon, and I briefly considered it until I realized how ridiculous I’d look trying to cross the Mississippi River bridge twice on my pink cruiser. Plus, it was in June, and I don’t run outside between March and September. So then she suggested a sprint triathlon, and okay, I caved. I’m curious. I’ll try it. So we’re going to be signing up for one next month in Baton Rouge. Yeah, that’s right, in July.

It’s 200 yards in a pool, 12 miles on a bike, and a 2 mile run. I know I can do the bike, I’m sure I can do the run (though I know I’ll have to practice running after biking), but the swim…that makes me nervous. Oh, and did I mention it’s in July? This seems insane.

The only reason I agreed to this particular race is because the swimming portion is in a pool. I have never liked natural bodies of water, especially the stagnant lake type. No freaking way will I ever do a triathlon that involves open water swimming. I’m declaring that now, and I can pretty much guarantee that is not going to change, ever.

So yeah. Heather and I went to the pool this morning, just so I could get an idea of how my swimming skills are. Yeah, not so good. I flailed my way through two lengths of the pool before basically wanting to pass out. What the hell? I can run five miles, but swim 50 yards? Forget it. I was a doggy-paddling mess. It’s gonna be ugly.

I’ve already done some reading over at Swim Bike Mom (awesome blog!) but if anyone has any tips or advice for me, feel free to share. Please.