Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Jake's Birthday 3.3

Bear with me, folks. I have a few more birthdays to document and since I'm three years behind on scrapbooking this is my only documentation. :-)

The evening of Jake's actual birthday we celebrated with his grandparents.

I made some yummy Mexican thanks to Pinterest and Gramma made a chocolate cake per the birthday boy's request.

And, of course, there were presents.

The Yo Gabba Gabba friends made another appearance...

Only one more party to go!

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Saturday, October 27, 2012

Birthday Party 3.2

The three of us met Jake at his school yesterday on his actual birthday for a "special snack party." He was excited to see us...but mostly excited about the cupcakes. :-)

YouTube Video

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Monday, October 22, 2012

Birthday Party 3.1

I must be in denial over Jake turning three on Friday.

Or just plain busy this time of year.

Last Thursday, after a (calling it lightly) crazy week at work, I realized I had scheduled a "friend" party for Jake for the next night at the Children's Museum. It's such a great place to host a party (we had Brooklyn's #2&3 there) and requires no entertainment planning.

But I still ran around like a headless chicken getting ready for it. But it was all worth it.

Jake had a great time with his Shout church family, his future Carolina classmates, and a few preschool friends.

He chose a Yo Gabba Gabba cake this year. :-)

Finally! A kid who lets people sing Happy birthday to them!

Showing Nanny and Callie his cake...

Three! Holla!

Proof that Brooklyn and I were there :-)

Stay tuned for another weekend of celebrating my baby boy.

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

For the love of the Zumba

For some reason my Facebook is blowing up about Zumba today. Various friends and friends of friends discussing it, checking in at it, and questioning it.

That happens sometimes....you know, when your Facebook kinda developes a "theme."

Like politics.
Or football.
Or weather.

But anyways, I digress.

Tonight seemed to be telling me that I needed to get this post out of my back pocket- or more technically, off the Blogger draft list.


Oh, Zumba, where have you been my whole life?

Or more acurately, where have you been the last 15 years?

My parents bought me a Living Social deal for Christmas last year. My mom said, "all the cute young people I work with love it."

I said, "hm."

It wasn't that I was avoiding Zumba. I just never really gave it a second thought. Many of you have followed me through the "fat years" and the journey I've taken the last 2 years to cut the fat and get back on track as to what a 30-something mom should be. I went "couch to 5K," I am all "My Fitness Pal"ed out, I was Jillian's b*tch for 30 days, and I am a P90 graduate. I feel like it was all good...and definitely worth it.

But they all had a beginning and end. And each time something ended or I "graduated," I felt frantic like all of a sudden I was gonna balloon back up 10 jean sizes in 5 days.

So, I cashed in my Living Social in April. And I went like 4 times the whole month of April...and that probably included May, too.

And then I realized that it expired in July.

And dude, you know I canNOT let a deal expire.

So, I started going regularly. And I found a teacher that I loved. And who made me sweat.

More than Jillian and Tony.

And then when I went on vacation I missed it.

Like a lot.

Which made me wonder..."What is it about the Zumba?"

And then it hit me.

I had not danced- really DANCED- in 15 years. You know, the "learn the choreography-come back the next week and do the same routine-feel the music in your soul" DANCE.

Most of you know I danced growing up. For many years. And loved it. And I loved her.

After Blanche died, I checked out. I went through the motions my senior year of high school. I made excuses about other obligations, got mono (that was not on purpose), graduated and went off to UNC where I could make more excuses about "not having time...boyfriend back home....got to have weekends free...etc." And I guess I kind of pushed dance out of my head for oh, about a decade and a half.

But, sometime this summer that love came back. Sneaky little sucker.

The love of dance is back. The love of walking into a familiar studio. Seeing familar faces. Laughing at mistakes. Celebrating the "good moves." And just having fun.

And there's something else about Zumba that's good for your soul. For anyone's soul really- dancer or not. And most definitely good for the "working mother of 2 worship leader" soul. Zumba truly allows me to be 100% in a "moment." For 45 minutes, I seriously cannot think about, worry about, plan ANYTHING. I can be completely "mind empty' for 45 minutes and just BE.

And sweat.

A lot.

All that from an almost-expired Living Social deal.

I'd say my mom can consider that one of the best $20 she ever spent.

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Monday, October 1, 2012

Much Cuteness Monday

I couldn't think of a catchy title but I did have three cute pictures of two cute kids eating apples tonight...

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