Gym sock challenge

January 31, 2011

So the gym opened and I have to say…I love it! I never thought I’d enjoy working out as much as I do. I feel great when I’m done. Granted, I’m sweating my butt off, but I feel great! I put my tunes on and away I go. When I first started I figured I’d work out for half an hour and call it good. I can’t stop! From the time I walk in to the time I walk out I’m usually there for an hour and a half. I’ve been trying to get there at least three times a week. Last week wasn’t so great due to crappy weather and a birthday party.

I’ve picked up cardio knitting, that is knitting while cycling on the recumbent bike. Realistically you can only knit stockinette if you don’t want to muck it all up, so I’ve cast on a pair of stockinette socks. Here comes the challenge. I do my cardio knitting as my cool down at the end of my work out and usually pedal for about 15-20 mins. So, 15-20 minutes of knitting three times a week…this sock isn’t going to move very fast. That’s ok, I’m challenging myself to lose 20 pounds before I finish the socks. We shall see who wins, me or the socks! (And for those of you that know me, I’m using wooden needles to help slow me down and I can’t knit as fast as normal while pedaling, so there!) I’ll post a picture of my sock tomorrow. Right now, I need a shower!


Snow day!

January 26, 2011

I woke up this morning at 8:30 to Seannan banging his head on the crib and getting mad (naturally). So, I dragged myself out of bed, it was a rough night for both of us, put my housecoat on, scooped up the baby and prepared to face the day. When I got to the living room I noticed that the chain lock was still locked on the front door so Seannan and I walked back down the hall to Elizabeth’s room. There she was sleeping in bed…I had walked right past her and didn’t even notice her laying there. Snow Day! Then Seannan and I walked to the kitchen where we found Daddy’s gloves and laptop case sitting on the kitchen table still. I opened the basement door and heard the familiar whirring of a computer downstairs. “Hun?” I said down the stairs, “Yeah?” Travis answered. Snow Day for Daddy too!

It was a nice lazy day. I baked two loaves of bread and some dinner rolls. I spun. I played World of Warcraft with Elizabeth and the hubby while the boys slept. Best of all, Travis and Big Sissy took Finny outside after his nap. I stayed inside with Seannan, he’s still a little too small to play in the snow. I checked on them about half an hour into their snowy adventure and look what I found…

Happy Birthday Darling

January 25, 2011

Today my wonderful husband turns 32. I like that number, 32, it sounds like a good solid number. Just like my husband. Because I love this man so much, I made him Star Trek themed cupcakes. You know you love someone when you go to great lengths to tie their favorite tv show into a bakery item. I will add pictures later. I completely and utterly forgot to take any pictures of them at all, but my good friend Casey The Photographer took pics of them.

Anyway, Happy Birthday sweet heart. I love you so much more than I did when we were first dating. Each day I find my love for you grows in a way I never expected. I love you and our life together. I hope to share many, many, many more birthdays together.

More cute!

January 24, 2011

Please take a moment to get yourself some strong black coffee or super dark chocolate. You’re going to need it. These kids of mine are so sweet you could get a cavity! I finished Seannan’s Aviatrix hat this weekend and of course as soon as big brother saw baby brother’s “airpane hat” he wanted one too. Good thing they work up super fast…

I have to say, these little hats are really addicting and I plan on making one with a little flower on the side for a friend’s baby girl. The size range is pretty great too. I’ll bet if you used a bulky weight yarn and larger needles an adult could wear one as well. I love how quick they go, really it’s all working one set of short rows for however big you want the hat to be, then adding earflaps and a strap. Ingenius!

Also as promised, more cute from this weekend.

So much cute!

January 22, 2011

A lot of cute goes down in my living room. Especially on Saturday mornings. Well, Saturdays in general. This particular Saturday was just chock full of cute. So much so that it may take several days to blog about it. I could put all of the cute into one blog post, but that would lead to an overdose of the cute, and we can’t have that.

First up on the cute-o-meter (which did not happen in the living room coincidentally) was the makin’ of pie. Not pizza, pie. Got it? Pie.


January 21, 2011

I over heard this conversation yesterday and thought I would share

Seannan:  Psst, Rudy…is there room for me under there?

Rudy:  I guess, why?

Seannan:  Check this out, mom’s knitting me a hat. I hate hats. If I grab the yarn and hide under the futon with you, she can’t knit the hat and you can play with the yarn.

Rudy:  Yeah? Ok, quick, grab it, grab it and roll under here!

Seannan:  I got it! Shhhh!

*muffled giggling*



Dear hormones

January 20, 2011

Dear hormones,

Apparently you heard through the grapevine that we have decided three children is a great family and we think we are done…for now. When I say “for now” I mean that we aren’t doing anything permanent to prevent more Durfs coming into this world, but at this point in our family’s life, we are quite happy and just the right size. If God, in his infinite wisdom/outrageous sense of humor decides to grant us more children or if we start to feel that the house just needs another baby in it a few years down the road, well, we aren’t going to say no. You did get that message right? OK, good, then will you please stop implanting crazy dreams in my head at night about giving birth, or making me feel all mushy because there most likely will not be a Rena Grace (oh wow, I think that one actually caused me physical pain to type it), and please stop turning my ovaries into jello every time I see a new baby and hear those marvelous brand-new-baby coos or see a lovely radiant pregnant belly. Yeah, if you could turn the hormone IV down to a slow drip I’d greatly appreciate it.

Best regards,

Tracey’s subconcious