Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Who needs 8 reindeer?

When you have 1 Diesel??

And this is what happens if Santa doesn't bring what he asks for!!

I can't wait..

I am SO excited for IM CdA training to kick off, it isn't even funny.

I can't wait to start logging some serious hours of running, biking and swimming.

(and maybe throw some core in there I suppose...)

Yesterday I had a nice two-a-day workout (swimming and running) and it just plain felt good. The swim was awesome. We knocked out 3350 yards and I still felt like going after we were done. (Ok, maybe I didn't go hard enough then, but whatever...I stayed on the intervals Coach Suzanne set for our lane, so there. hmpf.)

Then went running with the boyz in the neighborhood. And that means pushing Devonator in the stroller. (Did I mention he's topping 40 pounds now?) It wasn't a terribly long run (Week 1 Lydiard calls for 3 miles, but I did 4) and still managed to keep a pretty good clip pushing the stroller. And it felt good too! (well, except for the wheezing part...was there some crazy allergens in the air yesterday? mold? pollen? I swear I needed an inhaler...)

And I was very proud of the Shay-monster riding on his bike. He knocked out the 4 miles with no problem, nary a complaint or anything. He starts swimming again next Monday. Now how can I sneak some track workouts in on him...hmmmm. (Can you see where I'm going with this? hee hee...)

This Sunday is our T3 IM CdA kick off meeting and we get our schedules! YAY!!!! I've got my new long sleeve wetsuit also, so I'm ready to start my cold water training as well. (I will need some help here, so anyone who is interested in helping me get my butt into Barton Springs and the low water crossing on a regular basis PLEASE let me know!!! seriously.)

So, bring it on! Let's do this thing! WOO HOO!!

It's gonna be fu-un!! Who's with me?????!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Everybody's Waiting...

...on Christmas!

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Christmas Fun

stole this from Mike who stole it from Erin. Just too awesome not to...enjoy!

Thursday, December 18, 2008

I can't decide which portrait to buy!!

He actually took GREAT pictures this year! But now I can't decide which one to get?

Help! Take my poll (in the right hand bar):

Pose 1:

Pose 2:

Monday, December 8, 2008

Baking with the little man...

His favorite! Blueberry MUFFINS!!

Thursday, November 20, 2008

You know it is marathon season when...

you put down 42 miles in 5 days.


That's right. 42 miles. Running. Under my own power.

Woo Hoo!!

Sunday, November 16, 2008

R.I.P. Chewy

No matter how big or how small, pets touch our lives in many ways.
Chewy was a good friend and a good hamster. We will miss building mazes for him, sneaking him extra sunflower seeds (even though he was quite the pudgy hamster already), oiling his wheel so it doesn't squeek ALL NIGHT and catching him in the his hamster ball before he takes a tour of the steps(!).
Shay requested a proper burial and services and how could I not oblige. We even invited a few friends over.

Here's Shay working on the burial site:

Shay laid hands on Chewy's grave and said some final words:

With a recent photo and a popsicle stick cross, Chewy is laid to rest. Good bye Chewy. We will miss you.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

2008 Tri Season In Review

Season #5 has official come to a close as I look at my calendar and see no more triathlons on the schedule. It is bittersweet because, let's face it, I love racing -- but I know I should take a break. (Plus, I don't think there are anymore..other than IMs of course..or are there?..wait! Don't tell me..I'm taking a break..I'm taking a break..I'M TAKING A BREAK! but if you feel like whispering one to me, I won't hate you..)

Looking back, here's how my season went down:

Spenco Sprint Tri (4.6.08)
*not originally on schedule, I blame Erin for planting the wild hair seed
Age Group: 1st place
Gender: 3rd place

The Rookie Tri (5.10.08)
Age Group: 2nd place
Gender: 13th place

CapTex Olympic (5.25.08)
*debacle in the water -- part deaux
(I know, I know...I KNOW..ugh.)

Danskin (6.08.08)
*running with Plantars..fun! NOT!
Age Group: 4th place

Couples Tri (7.13.08)
*D and E Rocking the race!
Division: 3rd Place

Jack's Generic (8.3.08)
Age Group: 3rd place
Gender: 13th place

Sweet and Twisted (8.24.08)
Age Group: 9th place

Longhorn Half Iron (10.5.08)
Age Group: 21st place

USAT/Halfmax Half Iron National Championships (10.18.08)
Age Group: 12th place

IronStar Half Iron (11.9.08)
Age Group: 2nd place

Summary Metrics:
  • 5 out of 10 podium placements
  • New Half Iron PR
  • 3 Half Irons within 35 days
  • Qualified for 2009 USAT Nationals
  • Qualified for 2009 USAT Worlds (!!more to come on that!!)

Not too shabby for a season's worth of work! :)

And I have to say many, many, many thanks to my family, friends, babysitters, coaches, training partners, volunteers, cheerleaders and lurkers. I seriously couldn't have done any of this without you. THANK YOU! (Come find me, I will buy you beers..many, many beers.)

Next Year's Highlights:

(UPDATE: after much flack for not representing my true intentions, I've thrown in the B and C races I plan on doing also...alright? sheesh. This is just a preliminary wish list!!!)

February 2009 - AT&T Austin Marathon

April 5, 2009 - Lonestar Half Iron

April 20, 2009 - Boston Marathon

May 10, 2009 - Rookie Tri

June, 2009 - Danskin

June 21, 2009 - Ironman Coeur d'Alene (Idaho)

July 12, 2009 - Couples Tri

August 2, 2009 - Jack's Generic

September 20, 2009 - Halfmax National Championships (Oklahoma)

October 18, 2009 - Longhorn 70.3 (crap..that's not really going to work is it?)

October 25, 2009 - ITU World Championships (Perth, Australia)

Wow. It's gonna be a fun year! Who's with me???

Monday, November 10, 2008

3 x 70.3 in 35

Yep...that's right.

3 Half-Irons over 35 days.

I'm sure there are people who had done more, but for me...that was a lot!! (But I loved it anyway!!) Some people said I'm crazy. Which may be true. But my favorite response has been: "You are a MACHINE!" Me likey. The D Machine. YES!!

And now, my Conroe Race Report!!!

Let me begin my commenting on how powerful the mind is... I was in complete denial about the weather for the weekend...I literally did not think about it at all...well, rather that I was blocking it, because you know how am I about the cold....

Therefore, the only thing I arrive in conroe with in addition to my regular racing gear are my arm warmers. What I needed was a PARKA! HELLO! It was really, really cold...at least to me (and a few others I would hazard a guess when I looked around at the faces at the race).

Blasko was nice enough to lend me his spare pair of gloves, so I had those too...thank goodness!

But let us begin and the beginning...the swim....which under normal (read: warm) circumstances is a strength..but throw the cold in there and it becomes my biggest weakness. (What am I doing signed up for CdA?!@??!?!?#?!?$??&?@#?%#$!!)

So, I wade into the water in my !#!$%! sleeveless wetsuit and am instantly bummed that the water doesn't feel any warmer than the 40 degree air temperature. Crap. I ducked under the water to get my face wet and try to get my body acclimated to the temps, but it was no good.

I positioned myself in the second row and when the gun when off I started off, put my head in, took a stroke...and came up gasping. Wow. It was really cold. I could feel my chest clenching tight in rebellion. Ok, D, let's try that again. Put my head in, took another stroke. NO! Popped right back up, gasping for breath. Oh no, here it comes...the panic creaping in...wetsuit choking me..too tight...can't breathe... I stood there (the water was only waist deep) and watched the ENTIRE wave of women swim off without me..... I walked through the water....looked back at the swim entrance...it wasn't so far away...I could just turn around, walk out, put my warm sweats back on..cheer for the day...I had nothing to prove today...was just here for fun...if it's not fun, why do it...I could just turn and walk out...but I kept walking away from the start...deeper and deeper into the water....come on, D....pull it together....I thought of Lupuente and reached for my zipper and pulled it down about half way...more cold water slushed in...but the relief across my chest was heavenly...I took a full breath for the first time....ok, D.....you can swim..you are a good swimmer...you rock at swimming...just put your head in the water and swim...but, it's cold...put your head in the water and swim...the water was up to my chest now...put your head in the water and swim, D......now....DAMMIT, NOW! ok...ok.....OK! I put my head in....took a stroke..then another....then a breath....then another stroke...and another...and breathe...Hey! I'm swimming! Yes! I can do this! Slow and steady..here we go...just swim nice and easy...the PR is all gone for today....just swim....

And with that I finally settled into my pace. Before I knew it, I was passing the bulk of the ladies in my wave. I guess I wasn't that far behind after all. It felt like I stood there fighting with myself for a good 5 minutes, but maybe it wasn't that long after all. I knew I wouldn't catch the fast ladies in the front, but I ended with a 39 minute swim time. Definitely not my best, but not my worst either.

And as I exited the swim ramp, I thought to myself, I've already won today. I don't care what happens next, but I stood teetering on the edge of my own personally created disaster and stepped back and carried on. HUGE MENTAL WIN.

With that I leisurely entered T1, dried off with a towel, watched some of the other ladies zoom in and out and actually said the person next to me, "Wow! Those girls are really moving! If I was racing today, I'd be concerned about that." And proceeded to put on arm warmers, gloves AND my Stanford underarmour shirt on over my T3 Jersey. Yes, it was that cold. If I had my swim parka, I might've put that on too!!

After a nice stay in transition, I headed out on my bike. The course was beautiful! It was a nice, 56-mile rolling jaunt that took you through Sam Houston National Park (I think that was the name of it...). I settled into a comfortable pace and tried NOT to think about the cold. I focused on getting my nutrition down, staying aero and flat pedal strokes. That last part was interesting because my feet were so cold I couldn't feel anything at all. I just hoped they would thaw out by the time my run started.

I tooled along enjoying my ride, passing a few folks along the way (even chicked some dudes going uphill!), getting passed by a few folks...until a few folks turned into two ladies...in my age group....HEY! Wait a damn minute. Even though I'd already turned off the "competitor" switch, after I saw the ages on their leg, auto pilot kicked in and the switch went ON!

I kicked it up a little, caught up to them and passed them. We played back and forth, dropping one gal in the process....then there were two of us. The one remaining gal had passed me and started pushing the pace more and I decided I would let her go for now (keep her in my sights of course) and take her down on the run. But then as we approached an aid station, I saw her pull over..not slow down as in to take a bottle up...but to stop and make a potty stop.

Aha! So, the minute I saw her unclip, I bottled up, locked the beverage into my aero bottle and dropped the hammer for a bit. I figured if I could get far enough away where she couldn't see me, either her spirit would be broken or she'd fire it up and try to come and hawk me down....either way, she was going to have to work. And that seemed like a good plan for me.

I finished the bike without seeing her. (Of course I never looked back, but she didn't pass me, so I really have no idea where she was...) I felt good in T2, shedding all my layers as the sun was finally out and I could feel my toes again! YAY!! I grabbed my run nutrition, hit the potty and headed out.

The run was full of twists and turns through a neighborhood so we got to see alot of the other athletes over and over as we went in and out of probably every culdesac in the 'hood. I settled in to a nice easy pace. I really just wanted to complete the run steady and with no cramping! I walked through aid stations, took my nutrition and my electrolytes on schedule, then around mile 8, guess who came running past me! It was her!!

Oh ho ho! So you caught me, did you? Ok, it's on now, sister! I was feeling quite good on the run so I decided to be a strategic b*tch and just mess with her. I literally ran 1-2 feet behind her for several miles. I know she knew I was there. It was quiet enough where you can hear footfalls and breathing of the other runners and I was in lock step behind her. When she slowed down, I slowed down. When she walked through water stops, I walked through water stops. When she started running, I started running.

I figured, I'm a kicker. I felt good and if I could keep her just in front of me, when we got to mile 11.5 or so, I would drop the hammer and hit it hard. She might be able to counter, but I would have the element of surprise to get a little head start and she would have to really work to come take it from me.

So there was a little bit of a hill, just after the last water stop (that we had walked through...me following her lead)...so even though we had just started to run after the water stop...she walked on that next uphill.

I debated what to do. I didn't feel like walking, but I didn't want her behind me with that far to go...but as I was debating I passed her on part of the uphill. Dang it. There goes my element of surprise.......unless....I neared the crest of the ridge and slowed to a walk. I could hear her walking up the hill also. I was over the top and now on a little bit of a flat, but she hadn't caught back up yet and wasn't running yet. So I continued to walk...so did she... Dang it!!

So then I actually stopped. Bent over. Stretched my hammies (like they were bothering me or something.....what? It could've happened!!) And finally she passed me.....running again.

Phew. So I gave her about 10 yards and then started running again. I closed on her pretty quickly and she was laboring in her stride and with her breath. I looked at my garmin and it said 12-something miles, so I said, the hell with it...let's do this thing.

I picked it up and passed her! I kept it steady, leaning forward into my stride, forefront striking on my feet, even steady breaths and was moving nicely.

I could see the volunteers near the finish line, hear the announcer and see some of the finishing hoopla not too far ahead. Then I saw the mile 13 marker....I took a quick peek behind me, saw that she wasn't too close, then put together and nice strong finishing run! YAY!!

I am so mean. I will/would be so pissed if someone did that to me. But as some of my other Type A friends reminded me when I told them what I had done, said Hey. It's a race. That's just competing!

After seeing the results, I beat her only by 30 seconds (lord, do I know how THAT feels!). But it was nice to be on the winning side of that little battle this time!

So all in all, I had a great day. A huge mental win, some fun on the course and a 2nd place Award to boot!

And many, many thanks to all my T3 teammates racing with me, surprise appearances by friends from Austin cheering, and all the other volunteers. I would DEFINITELY recommend this race to anyone next year. Just be really, really mentally and physically prepared for the cold! ;)

Big thanks to Maggie for the pics! Here I am before the swim...freezing and faking a smile for the camera.

And here I am having a total mental celebration that I survived the swim! YAY ME!

Here I am on the run, flat out enjoying myself!

And so, I don't get grief from Mike...here's my award!

ps. Yes, I know I haven't posted a Vegas Halfmax report yet...it's coming! I swear!

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Simply Amazing

Wow. What a night last night! YAY OBAMA!

But even more exciting to me than his victory was the comment made by Shay this morning. Recently in his class, each student selected a President to study and then do a report to the class. Shay chose Abraham Lincoln. I think mostly because he remembered studying him last year in first grade.

Here's what Shay said to me this morning after I told him Obama won and was the first black president, ever...in the history of our country:

"Wow. Abraham Lincoln freed the black people in 1863. And now a black man gets to lead the country, just like Abraham Lincoln."
(And then I couldn't help but think, Let's just hope he doesn't depart the office the same way Lincoln did. Can you say beef up security, please?)

Wow, indeed.

Here's a pic of our President-Elect that I snapped this past winter when E and I randomly ran into him on the trail. (Here's a recap of how that went down) It was weird...even then, I knew I was in the presence of something remarkable.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Best Home Security System

Meet Officers Diesel and Boco.

Monday, October 27, 2008

My Disney Princess

Check out my niece in her Halloween outfit!

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Some say....

You can tell a lot about a person by the contents of their fridge.

What in the world is mine saying about me???!!!?

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom


Can you identify this bad boy??

Friday, October 17, 2008

Bike Build


Monday, October 13, 2008

And so it begins...

Today is a school holiday, so the boys are at home and have some friends over. The land line rings, I don't recognize the number, but it is local -- so I answer it.

Me: Hello, Dionn Schaffner
Her: Hi, Mrs. Schaffner....um...(giggles in the background)....uh...can we talk to Shay?
Me: (Surprised) Oh, Shay...uh....who is this?
Her: It's Jenna and Connelly
(2nd grade classmates of Shay's)
Me: Hi girls! Just one second...... SHAY -- PHONE FOR YOU
Shay: who is it Mom?
Me: Girls?
Shay: (blushing) nuh uh...who is it really?
Me: I'm serious...its Jenna!
Shay: oh my gosh, ok......(takes the phone)...Hi Jenna S.
...uh huh...
....just hanging out...Cameron and Jack are here...we are playing the Wii...
...uh huh...
...ok...hang on..
(to me) Mom, they want to know if I can come over?
Me: (Dear lord...someone save me now) We'll have to make a plan for another day since you already have company.
Shay: (bummed)ok.....(on the phone) ..I can't today, I have company...
(hangs up phone)
Cameron: Who were you talking to on the phone Shay?
Shay: Jenna S. and Connelly
Cameron: Why are they calling you?
Shay: Cause they wanted me to come over.
Cameron: To her house?
Shay: yea..
Cameron: OOOOhhhhhh....cool!
Shay: yea.

They are 8. EIGHT!!!! omg. I'm not ready for this. Not. Ready.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008


After some investigation off a hot tip from a friend, it looks like I qualified for the Halfmax National Championships in my age group for the Half Iron for 2009!!!


While last year I got in under the Option 1 rule (top 33% in a qualifying race...which was last year's Longhorn...I was 8th in my AG..but it was a much smaller and local field), I wouldn't have made the Option 2 rule which was by time, 5:45.

So when I was getting set to do THIS year's Longhorn, my A goal was to come in around 5:3x but my B goal was to get it in undfer 5:45, just so I could feel good about qualifying not because of who showed up that day, but on the basis of my own personal performance.

However, since Ironman 70.3 took over the Longhorn race, I didn't think it was going to be a qualifying race NOR would results be eligible for USAT Nationals qualifications. (I thought it was ONLY at qualifying races..). But lo and behold, you can qualify at a qualifying race OR at any USAT sanctioned half iron distance. I did not know this until yesterday. AND I didn't know that USAT Nationals changed their qualifying time for my age group down to 5:40!!

FORTUNATELY, I met my A goal and came in at 5:38, which qualifies me on my time. AND I was 21st out of 91 in my age group, so that would put me in the top 33% anyway.

Option 1: CHECK
Option 2: CHECK


2009 Halfmax National Championships in (wait for it......) Oklahoma City? Oh well.


Monday, October 6, 2008

Rockin the Longhorn 70.3

Wow. Let me just first say thank you to all my friends, teammates and coaches for being ALL OVER the course yesterday cheering me on! That was so awesome and inspiring!

Especially on the run course, everytime I thought about slowing down there would be a friend on the side hollering, clapping, cowbelling, handing me electrolytes and just supporting me along the way. Thank you, thank you, thank you!!

And, wow, did T3 put the TEAM in Team Triathlon Training! There was T3 blue EVERYWHERE!!!! That freakin' ROCKED!!

Now, on to the report.....

I felt pretty good going into the race on Saturday, save a few pre-race jitters...until they escalated into MAJOR jitters when they announced that the race was going to be wetsuit legal. WETSUIT LEGAL? DECKER??? How can that be possible. Shit. Shit. Shit. I have a love/hate relationship with my wetsuit...mostly because whenever I wear it, the water is cold...and as you know, I don't do well in cold water. And once I had decided NOT to do the Austin Tri this year, I put my wetsuit away until January (when I start training for IMCDA!) and literally have not been in it OR cold water since CapTex (the debacle). I could have really freaked out, instead I thought about the Ironman and how on that race day you just have to be prepared for whatever the race gods throw at you that day (wind, rain, cold, flats, loss of nutrition, cramps, etc.) and play through it....so I figured this would be good practice for that. Yes, my eyes are already on the IM prize. :)

I am a pro at the clusterf*ck known as racing at Decker Lake. I arrived early and got shuttled over to the race site with plenty of time and no problems. I mean it's not like I was going to be sleeping that morning anyway, so might as well get an early start and save the stress and headaches for those other folks who were not so fortunate. (I bet they'll be early next year though!)

Got into transition, set up my gear, hit the potty (several times of course) and meandered down to the swim start. Met up with fellow T3ers and chatted and was quite relaxed before the start...surprisingly so. So much, in fact, that Erin, Michelle and I were dawdling around when we noticed our swim wave was in the hole and getting ready to get in the water!! So we hustled down (shit...just realized I left my flip flops at the race..dang it!!), dropped my shoes and sidled into line. Saw Coach Pain at the start..she gave high fives all around. We waded into the water and positioned ourselves in our favorite spots...at least I did...I lost E once we started walking into the water.

I found my favorite outside edge (even though I was getting hung up in the hydrilla) and posted up there. I was excited about the course because it had several things in my favor..or rather that I like. First, it was a counter-clock wise course, which is perfect for me because I breathe on the left. So, I get on the far right hand side and with every breath, I can see the buouys and all the swimmers..including my fellow ladies in the pink caps. It was a great way to swim and I rarely sighted...just kept my eye on the ladies leading our wave. The second piece is that is was a nice triangle shaped course...lots of long straight aways, which I love. I'm pretty straight in open water, so I wouldn't have to sight a bunch. Just keep my head down and swim.

A big group took off really quickly, but 1.2 is a long way to go and my swim mentality generally is build and finish strong... I had quite awhile in the water to catch them...I wasn't worried. And soon enough, I pulled up on the outside of them and just matched them stroke for stroke. We were really moving and plowed through many in the wave(s) ahead of us. I think there was one or two who pulled away ahead of us, but then a gaggle of us all came out of the water together at a 1:24/M pace in about 27:00 minutes (which we found out later wasn't quite right..the course was short ~300M...so that would put my pace at 1:41/M....which I will TOTALLY take!).

In T1, I was completely jazzed about my swim. No wetsuit issues and a speedy time. Awesome start! And just a couple of bikes missing from my rack. Sweet!

On to the bike. I had a good, uneventful ride. I passed some folks, got passed by others. Passed Blythe (she must have been talking on the phone or texting or something, I'm not sure..) who then later came roaring past me with Erin in tow around Mile 15. I tried to keep up with them for a bit, but then said to myself, "That pace is NOT in your race plan. Today's race is NOT about position, it's about time...stay with your plan. STAY WITH THE PLAN." So I dialed it back and hunkered down to my steady pace.

I THOUGHT I was following my nutrition right on plan, but somehow I got behind and entire bottle of electrolytes. (I usually do one bottle per hour) I only went through two...but I was on the bike for just shy of three hours. Ooops. Yep..I was going to pay through the nose (or rather the legs) for that later...

However, I came into T2 after posting 2:53 on the bike, which beat my time of goal of 3:00 on the bike! Sweet!! I went a little harder than last year and then I think my race wheel gains were negated by the additional wind this year, so I think my 19.4 mph (vs last years 18.4) was legitimate fitness gain! YAY!

On to the run! The first 4-5 miles went great! I actually thought my garmin was broken because it said my pace was somewhere between 7:55-8:15! What? That couldn't be right...but I felt great running....until the leg cramps starting showing up. Holy crap...those HURT! I've never had that happen before. And all I have to say is THANK YOU to all the teammates, friends, coaches and everyone else who yelled, encouraged, sprayed, gave me water, ice, gatorade, electrolytes and anything else to keep me going through my leg cramps. I would not have crossed the finish line without you. Seriously.

Even though my overall run time was abysmal and did not meet my time goal (sub 2:00), I was very encouraged by the pace I was running in between leg cramps. I feel pretty confident that when I get that nutrition hiccup taken care of, I will get that time right where I want it!

In the end, my goal was to go 5:3x and I made it! 5:38!(Perhaps with a little help from a shorter swim), but whatever...I'll take IT!!

Now to make a call to Meredith before my Vegas trip next week. Holy crap. I have to do another 70.3 the weekend after next?? Who signed me up for all this craziness??? Oh wait..that was me, wasn't it. Someone save me...from myself.


Thursday, October 2, 2008

In the name of literacy...

...reading to Chewy (the hamster).

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Swimming with the Big Dogs

This was the cheer going through my head today at swimming:

Keep up!. (clap,clap)
Don't get lapped! (clap, clap, clap)

Keep up! (clap, clap)
Don't get lapped! (clap, clap, clap)


Why? You may wonder... Because I found myself swimming 3200 with Ben.
And Hanna. And Logan.

Is it time for a nap and what time is track practice??? ...help...

Getting ready for the Longhorn

It is that time of year...time to get your game face on, people. Nope, not just football this weekend. It's Half Iron time!! WOO HOO!!

For early week inspiration, I've been re-reading my race report from last year:

(HALF) Ironwoman - Hear Me Roar!

Man, I had a good time at this race last year. I'm hoping for a repeat performance in terms of fun, minimally!!

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Shot in the dark

License plate: Z1Y-705
Black, dodge heavy duty 4x4 driving eastbound on 2222 between 620 and
360 at 10:15am

Why do you think it is ok to put trash in the back of your pickup so
that when you drive it blows out all over the highway?

And I'm pretty sure your suped up four wheel drive has at least one
ash tray in it, so why don't you use that instead of flicking your
ashes out your window.

Oh! And how very thoughtful of you to toss your butt out the window
into the drought ridden grass on 2222. I always wondered how those
grass fires by the road get started.

Ass hat.

Monday, September 29, 2008

As if doing laundry isn't hard enough..

Try washing his beloved blankie!!

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Awesome workout day!

It was nice to get back into the swing of the workout schedule following the hoopla of VEGAS from thursday to sunday. (Details to come when the pictures are sensored....um..yeah....)

Anyway, I had a GREAT swim in Logan and Ben's lane. And even though the water was chilly at first, I jumped in and got my swim on. I even got a thumbs up from Coach Mo for good body position and hand shadowing. It was funny because as I was swimming the length up to the side where he was standing I kept thinking, Hey -- I think I'm doing it right! And lo and behold, I WAS! YAY!

Then at track practice we partnered/grouped up to do Fartlek's around the trail. 2 minutes easy, 1 minute hard, 2 minutes easy, 2 minutes hard, 2 minutes easy 3 minutes hard...you get the idea...up to 5 minutes hard then back down again. I ended up with Suzanne and Maggie Caldwell (who I finally had the extreme pleasure of actually meeting in person!). I was thinking, holy shit, I hope I had enough to eat this afternoon -- because I'm going to need it to keep up! And lo and behold, I KEPT UP! YAY!!

The run felt good..although I was trying on a new pair of shoes..and I'm feeling a little bit of shin pain now...I'm going to switch my inserts to the new pair and see if that helps....I really, really, REALLY don't want to have sore feet/legs again. Cuz that really, really, really sucked!

3300 yards swimming and 5.5 miles of quality running. I'll take it!!

Now of to bed to prepare for the big birthday bash for Shay tomorrow! So many, many things to do! YIKES!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008


Sometimes as a parent, I wonder if my kids actually enjoy some of the craziness I sign them up for. (Grammar police, please excuse the proposition at the end of the sentence.)

Take tackle football for instance. You know there is football in our blood, but you never know if the kids are going to take to it and really enjoy it...or would they just tolerate it and do it because they think we want them to do it. I don't want to be one of THOSE moms that makes their kids do something they really don't enjoy.

When we first approached Shay with the idea of signing up for tackle football this fall, he was a little hesitant in that he wasn't sure how it was going to feel getting hit and tackled. Between some parental persuasion and peer pressure, he agreed to sign up. Our approach has always been: give it a try and if you really don't like it, you don't have to sign up for the next season.

After the first practice in full pads and through the first couple of games, you could see the progression going through Shay's head like "wow...that still kinda hurts even with pads on" then onto "I'm gonna blow this kid off the block! Take THAT!"

And last night at practice, Coach Hanna handed out official Falcon playbooks to the kids. And completely unprompted, this was the scene at breakfast this morning:

I almost burst into tears. Studying his playbook over breakfast. I love football season. And even way more than that, I love my kid.
Happy Birthday Shay!

Monday, September 15, 2008

My Official Cougar Card?


I know I'm getting close...BUT I'M NOT THERE YET!! QUIT PUSHING ME DAMMIT!

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Yes, I'm a dork. I know. Carry On.

Yesterday for our long ride and given the unpredicatability of Ike (which as we know turned to be nothing for us to worry about here in Austin), the T3 long ride was schedule to be held indoors at the compound.

While some shudder at the thought of riding 4+ hours on a trainer inside...I actually don't mind it. (I've done a 5.5 hour stint by myself before! Whatever it takes, man...what...ever..it..takes.)

You get to chat with your friends, regardless of how much faster or slower they are than you. You are never more than maybe 1 minute from a restroom. You can bring as much nutrition as you could possible want and simply hop off your bike for a quick sec to refuel. You can watch movies, talk on the phone, email, chat...hell, blog if you really felt like it.

So, really I didn't mind one bit.

It was actually quite fun! We watched Wedding Crashers first. (I'd forgotten how funny that movie is!) and THEN, they popped in the DVD from the 2006 Kona Ironman. How perfect! And as dorky as I am, I was totally fired up! Make cadence and effort picked up as I watched all the stories unfold....it was cool to see the folks I've met and trained with for a week in San Diego and to watch Desiree's story and success unfold. Team Hoyt coverage always makes me cry. I seriously can't even tell non-triathletes the story without a few tears escaping. I mean, seriously, how can you not? And to see the late night finishers crossing the line in the dark. It is just a testament to the drive and perserverance of everyday mortals. I LOVE IT!

It was also really cool to look over and see Mo working hard on his trainer like everyone else. (And he literally created a pool of sweat under his bike...not a puddle...a POOL!) I'm excited to just be participating in the Halfmax race in Vegas with Chrissy and Mo. It is somehow oddly motivating to be competiting and doing something your coaches are doing too.

I also like seeing Jess, Jeremiah, Michelle, Maggie and others who are in the throes of IMAZ training, working their tushies off and thinking: "Hey -- that's going to be me in a few months. Throwing down the ironman distance training hours.....so....cool." I can't wait.

I think I've got my long ride nutrition under control, because I felt really good after the 3.5 hours and even agreed to brick run afterwards. (I didn't know we had one...guess I'd better start paying closer attention to the schedule.) It was just a 30 minute run, but I felt GREAT! No dead legs after just hoping off the bike or anything. (Granted the first .5 mile is downhill so I'm sure that helped.)

All in all, it was a great morning/afternoon of riding, running, talking, eating, hydrating and motivating.

Thanks T3. Thanks Austin.

Friday, September 12, 2008

M.O.M Degree

M.O.M -- stands for Masters in Operations Management

Due to hurricane Ike, instead of going to Houston this weekend, my sister's family came here! YAY!!

The only issue is they came yesterday (their dad drove them) and my sister (who is on a business trip in Pittsburgh) couldn't get a flight from Pittsburgh to Austin until Saturday night!

SO...I've got my niece and nephew today (who don't have school), Shay (who has school -- OH, only until 12:45...because they are letting all the schools out early to avoid crazy traffic issues and free up the buses for evacuee transportation) and the Devonator (who has gymnastics this morning -- OH and I'm in charge of carpool to and from gymnastics today.)

So far this morning has gone like this:

1:30 am - console Devon from bad dream and give sippy cup of milk and cuddle back to sleep

3:30 am - Dogs decided they HAVE to go outside to potty.

3:45 am - Dogs decide they are done being outside and want back in.

4:30 am - Devon arrives at my bedside stating "I had a bad dream, can I get in your bed?"

4:31 am - Haul 40 pounds, plus blankie and binkie into bed

5:30 am - wonder why I have only about 6 inches of a king size bed to sleep on, but smile when a pudgy little hand reaches over and touches my face

6:00 am - hear loud rucus from upstairs where Shay and his cousin are horsing around

6:30 am - Get up to get Shay ready for school, realize Devon's gymnastics uniform somehow did not make it through the wash cycle -- so start a load of laundry
6:45-7:20 am - Get Shay fed breakfast, nag him to get dressed, put his name on homework, brush teeth, wash face, put homework in backpack, take vitamin, hop on bike and get him started on sidewalk to school, I will catch up after I check on remaining 3 kids.
7:22 - I follow on my bike carrying backpack which Shay forgot
7:35 - arrive at school with Shay, lock up bike, check with principal regarding lunch time and early dismissal
7:50 - return home, change laundry, clean up kitchen following 3 kids having breakfast
8:00 - Roust Devon from my bed because we have 25 minutes to eat and get ready to leave for gymnastics
8:01 - Realize that last cup of milk for Devon wasn't a good idea, because now he has wet MY bed. Take off sheets. Change laundry and hope his uniform will be dry in 24 minutes
8:05 - Confirm with Lila's mom that I will be driving carpool to gymnastics today.
8:25 - Dress Devon in semi-dry uniform, load 4 carseats and 3 kids into Condo on wheels, depart for Lila's house
8:33 - Load up Lila, depart for Gymnastics
9:00-9:45 - Entertain niece and nephew for 45 minutes at gymnastics club while Devon and Lila have class
10:15 - return home, change laundry, shower, check email, voicemail, blog.

and the rest of the day should be like this:
11:15 - depart with 3 kids for target to buy two more numchuks for the Wii so all four kids can play Lego Starwars
11:45 - drive through McDonald's and get 4 Happy Meals
12:05 - Arrive at Shay's school so his little brother and two cousins can have lunch with Shay!
12:35 - Leave with all 4 kids

1-5:00: Romper Room at my house
5:00- prepare for football practice, get Shay dressed in underarmour, football pants and pads, fill water bottles, pack snacks, camp chairs, towel and anything else I think we might need for a two hour football practice
5:30-7:30 - Football practice and entertaining 3 kids while Shay practices
8:00 - Feed kids, give baths, put in a movie pray for bedtime to come soon.

It's a good thing today is my off day from working out.

I think I need an adult beverage.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Leaps and Bounds

I can't believe how quickly he is growing up. Here's Devon from this morning on his way to Jr. Pre-K (um...didn't we used to just call that preschool?). Check out his new Chuck's! He specifically asked to wear them today. :)

He must be on some kind of growth spurt. For breakfast he had waffles, a granola bar, a yogurt and a glass of milk!

Three-point stance, here we come! :)

Turn Here!

I had a great time volunteering at the Austin Tri a couple weekends ago. In addition to pulling folks from the water at swim exit, I got to be the traffic director at the final turn into the finishing chute.

I really like this spot as it is great to see how excited everyone is to be finishing. But my favorite part is inciting sprint-offs to the finish by yelling at people things like:

"Hurry, hurry! He's/She's RIGHT BEHIND YOU!" (especially when there's no one really there..that one's always fun and the other spectators always get a good giggle out of it.)

--or when two people are coming in kind of close:

To the first person: "Go, GO - you're winning! Don't let her/him catch you!"

And to the second: "Go NOW. You can catch her. Run! RUN!"

-- or when I see someone I know, giving a little tough love:

"This is a race! Quit lollygaggin! Move your ASS! NOW!!!"
Good times....and an excellent arm workout to boot! :)
Thanks, Austin!

Tuesday, September 9, 2008


I'm so excited!!!

I've always enjoyed board games and puzzles and such, but it is hard to find others who share my dorkiness......

But it turns out (on the second time around), I've created by own! YAY DEVON!
And, not only does he like it, but it turns out he's pretty good!! He even managed to complete one that's rated for 5-year olds (with just a little bitty tiny bit of help from Mommy, but seriously not much.)!!

Here he is proudly displaying his work:

Monday, September 8, 2008

Falcons 2-0

I mean, if we were keeping scores at the games... :)

But check out Shay's 2nd TD of the season:

Sunday, September 7, 2008

What in the world??

Can you believe this? I had to put my foot (that's a women's size 9) in the picture so you could get some perspective on how large it really is.....

What do you think it is??

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Rockin' the PracticeMan

Today, I had a good day.

T3 put on a "practice tri" for the Longhorn Half Iron Tri coming up next month. We swam in Decker, road the course and put in a little run at the end.

And, man, I felt GOOD!

The swim was 3 loops of a 500 meter out and back course. It was just a practice swim, so everyone started out pretty casually it appeared. I wanted to focus on swimming with good technique since we weren't in a hurry or anything. I thought about pressing my chest, having the water go over the top of my cap and shadowing my hands so I don't cheat my stroke. I did feel some added pressure becuase Mo was out in a kayak in the middle and I felt like he was watching my technique, prepared to offer some "gentle" reminders about my stroke. It was good though as it helped me focus on swimming with good form.

The 1500 came and went in 24 minutes. I'll take it!

The leisurely transition was followed by a hilly 56 mile jaunt through the country (Avg 17.5 I think). It was a GREAT ride with Tom and Erin and even included a familiar fall-down-when-stopped-by-failing-to-clip-out by me! YAY! (I get at least one of these every year. DOH!)

I followed my nutrition plan from Longhorn last year and it served me well. After the bike, I still felt awesome!! In fact, I was looking forward to the run! GASP! (I know!) The legs felt good and I felt mentally that I was prepared to slog out the 13 miles on race day. (Which for me is more than half the battle!)

I had a nice run with Erin.....even though she didn't think it was nice at the time. In fact, she swore me up, down and sideways as I convinced her to tackle the big hill and keep running whenever she really, really, REALLY wanted to stop. We may have only done 2.5 miles but they were BIG mental miles and as always, Erin stood up to the test! :) Way to go E!

The team BBQ afterwards was tons of fun as everyone "recovered" with food and grog.

Good times!!

Friday, September 5, 2008

Interesting Translations

Got this from a friend today...found it to be interesting...what say you?

Your Pocket Guide to Speaking Palin-guage (Vol. 1)
John Ridley

Up in the Twin Cities area folks are speaking a new language. Or, should I say Palinguage. It sounds sorta familiar because it's Latin based. But different from the plain English we're used to speaking, in Palinguage recognizable words take on new meanings. Won't you take a moment to learn some Plainguage so you can talk like a hypocritical conservative?

If you're a minority and you're selected for a job over more qualified candidates you're a "token hire." If you're a conservative and you're selected for a job over more qualified candidates you're a "game changer."

If you live in an Urban area and you get a girl pregnant you're a "baby daddy." If you're the same in Alaska you're a "teen father." (Actually, according to your own MySpace page you're an F'n redneck that don't want any kids, but that's too long a phrase for the evil liberal media to take out of context and flog morning noon and night).

Black teen pregnancies? A "crisis" in black America. White teen pregnancies? A "blessed event."
If you grow up in Hawaii you're "exotic." Grow up in Alaska eating mooseburgers, you're the quintessential "American story."

Similarly, if you name you kid Barack you're "unpatriotic." Name your kid Track, you're "colorful."
If you're a Democrat and you make a VP pick without fully vetting the individual you're "reckless." A Republican who doesn't fully vet is a "maverick."

If you say that for the "first time in my adult lifetime I'm really proud of my country" it makes you "unfit" to be First Lady. If you are a registered member of a fringe political group that advocates secession that makes you "First Dude."

A DUI from twenty years ago is "old news." A speech given without proper citation from twenty years ago is "relevant information."

And, finally, if you're a man and you decide to run for office despite your wife's recurrence of cancer you're a "questionable spouse." If you're a woman and you decide to run for office despite having five kids including a newborn... Well, we don't know what that is 'cause THAT'S NOT A FAIR QUESTION TO ASK.

View from my office

I decided to take advantage of my swanky laptop, the wireless network, the absolutely beautiful day, the back porch and ceiling fan and am working alfresco today.

Here's the view from my "desk":

I don't know why I don't do this more often. Anyone looking for office space in NW Austin, feel free to stop on by....I've got a few extra chairs and room at the table.

Social Networking Addictions

Oh my... just want to say a big "Thank you" to Erin for getting me sucked into...I mean...showing the wonderful benefits of Facebook!

Between e-mail, chat, texting, blogs, Facebook and T3 Elite -- I'm pretty sure I'm networked up to the gills!

But how fun! YAY!!

Please feel free to forward me all your tips and tricks for the newbie! :)

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Cardinal, Falcons and Longhorns - OH MY!

What a great kickoff to the football season!! WOW!!

It started out with a bang as the Stanford Cardinal and 2nd year head coach Jim Harbaugh showed divisional opponent Oregon State, that we came to play this year with an impressive win at the recently renovated Stanford Stadium. YAY! GO CARD!

Last night, the Horns kicked off their season with a nice warm up romp over Florida Atlantic. (No surprise there.)

But the highlight of my weekend, was the first official game of the LCP Falcons!!!

The football spirit in Texas starts young..and I LOVE IT! The atmosphere at the Pop Warner games is just as fun as the big boys. Complete with parents in spirit shirts and even a banner for the kids to run through!!

While the Tiny Mites don't officially keep score (I know, I know...that's a topic for a whole nother post), let's just say the Falcons reached the end zone 3 times, while the Eagles reached it once.

And one of those times included, YOU GUESSED IT!, an 80-Yard Scamper TO THE HOUSE by none other than my very own, Shay Schaffner!!!!! WOOO HOOOO!!!!

Friday, August 29, 2008

Spirit Day

Here's Shay on his way to school in his jersey for spirit day. (Note the new buzz cut? All the football boys are sporting them!)

When he was parking his bike, two older kids pulled up next to him to park their bikes. Shay looked over and they were wearing their Eagles jerseys (I think they are the 8-10 year olds).

I could've sworn Shay bowed (that's bow up, like bow and arrow -- you know puff his chest out...) up a little and a smile stole across his face as he saw the big boys look him over in his Falcons jersey.

And there was definitely a swagger in his gait as he went into the school a couple paces behind the bigger kids.

I had to choke back a little tear. It was a proud mommy moment. I'm a dork. I know. Carry on.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Falcon Fever!!

As I sit here reveling in the end of the football drought and watching my beloved Cardinal play against Oregon State (GO STANFORD!), I'm also excited as this weekend officially kicks off the LCP Tiny Mites tackle football team, the FALCON's season too!.

WE ARE SO EXCITED! In fact, Shay and his first and second grade teammates are all wearing their game jerseys to school for Spirit Day. (I am THIS close to wearing an old cheerleader outfit around the home office tomorrow...check back tomorrow for a possible picture and post.)

Here's a couple of quick picks from last weekend's scrimmages.

Here's Shay and his good buddy Cameron:

(btw, the boys got to pick their numbers from an available list...Shay picked 15..his daddy's number....I'm not sure who is more excited...)

..and he may have his daddy's number...but that body proportion is all mommy....poor kid...all arms and legs...seriously, look where his waist is....I'm sorry Shay..

Here's Shay...playing quarterback (he also plays linebacker...he's a kid who likes to hit..)...and look at the surge by the O-line led off by center, Wisniewski -- is that a lineman's name or what?

the play? quarterback sneak up the middle. Took two kids to take him down after a nice gain.

This is gonna be a fun season!! GO FALCONS!

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Murderer's Row

Yesterday's spin class was really fun!

First of all it was Maggie's FIRST spin class with T3! I hope she liked it. (Drink the blue koolaid! Drink it! DRINK IT!)

Secondly, even after a one hour pre-spin class spin, the legs were feeling good. (And I ran 7 earlier in the day!) I think I got nutrition right this day.

And thirdly, I was being a total dork as I looked around and felt like I was in the midst of murderer's row. Because it looked like this:

Two bikes to the left, Ironwoman Maggilicious. Immediately to my left, Hammerin' E Whalen - podium placer. To my right, Jazzy Jess -- looking ironfit in prep for IMAZ.

We were all in the second row, but as I looked up into the first row I see straight ahead, Mr. Miah -- going so fast there is literally a puddle of sweat under his ride. To his left, Blazin' Blakistone..and one more over was Not gonna catch him Noah. Seriously the wattage being thrown down was enough to keep the Big Ass Fan going all night.

I love the sound when Coach Pain makes us kick it up to 110+ RPM. All you see is a blur of legs spinning fast and hard, sweat dripping everywhere and the sound in the room goes ....wwwwwwrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!

In my head we weren't even in the training center anymore, but out on a road somewhere in a race, pushing the pace, smoking the competition and just generally kicking ass. It was cool just to think about being out there with the team, pushing and pulling each other along to do our best.

I can't wait for IMCDA training. It's gonna be fu-un!

Yes. I'm a dork. I know. Carry on.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Vacation - Part II

Alright, alright. Here are some more pics, mostly of the kids, from vacation in Mexico.

And, no, it's not Wiley's house.

Cougar Speed Runs Deep (aka Sweet & Twisted Race Report)

What a fun race! Congrats to Leilani and Red Licorice Events for putting on such a great event! Definitely some of the best swag at a race I've gotten in a while. Very nice. And of course a big THANK YOU to all the hunky T3 volunteers...and Maggie! :)

And let me just say this....Cougars are a bunch of fast ladies!! The 35-39 age group is who I'm talking about here. Holy Smokes!

Check out these stats from this weekend's race:

10 out of top 20 -- Age group 35-39

My overall place:21
Age group place: 9

(or something like that...the stats are weird because the overall listing has some cheaters...I mean ladies who only did one lap on the bike instead of two..)

But seriously...my age group is deep with wicked fast ladies. Granted, I did not have a stellar run for many reasons that I could post here, but in the end they are all just lame excuses for not getting the job done, so why bother.

Even if I HAD had a good run, I wouldn't have placed anyway!! Seriously. These chicks are hella fast.


On a positive side, I had a really great swim. The swim start was in the back of this little cove, so the start line wasn't very wide. Regardless, I snuggled into my standard spot, front row - outside edge and watched the previous wave go out. Then I noticed that the girls on my edge were quickly running into the rocks because of how low the water levels were. So the best place to swim was in the channel in the dead center. Shit. What am I going to do now?

Nothing I could do....except sprint like hell when the horn went off and get in front of everyone and swim up the middle. So that's what I did. The horn blew. I pushed off from the bottom and went BANG! Swam as hard as I could angling for the center.

I could see Celine to my left swimming hard also and I knew she was in the center of the start line, so I used her to sight so I wouldn't waste anything looking up. And before I knew it, I had the angle that I wanted, pulled in front of everyone, sighted, straightened out my line for the farthest buoy and led the pack out of the cove. Once I had the lead, I really wanted to stay there so I just kept after it, thinking a lot of the gals will peter out after the first 100 of going hard. I settled in around 250 I think. Rounded the corner and picked it up so I could swim strong to the end.

I came out of the water 1st in my age group, so that was really fun! It still cracks me up when the T3 swim exit volunteers (I think it was Tom yesterday) always seem so surprised when I pop out of the water amidst the wave in front of me. They are always like, "Dionn??" Which I always read with a giggle as: what the hell are you doing here already? Didn't someone tell you black folks don't swim? ;)

My bike was pretty good I felt. There were some good rollers out there, so you had to do a lot of work. But I think I fare well on rollers with my power to pound ratio. (At least that's the mantra going through my head!)

And I had a WICKED fast T2...only 43 seconds! And our rack was the farthest corner from the bike in, so I had to go a long way in my bike shoes and pushing my bike. I think having Coach Mo and Noah standing (literally) two feet away on the other side of the transition fence really made me get a move on. I could've sworn I heard Mo say to Noah, "Let's see how she does transition." Again, this could've been completely in my head. Regardless, it got my ass moving!

And that would be the last time I was moving quickly for the duration of the race. My run sucked. Plain and simple. I am now committed to working specifically on my run over the next several weeks. It will be back. Mark my words. Even Joey who was annoucing the race finishers said..and I quote.."Wow. I've never seen Dionn move that slowly before." I kid you not. But alas, it was true.
The T3 Ladies were out in FULL FORCE. We represented on every podium (save the 50+ age groups I think) beginning with overall woman, our beloved Coach Pain (aka Chrissie Novak) and sweeping the podium in the 30-34 AG! We also took home the biggest team prize. GO T3 BLUE! Here we are!

And most importantly!, my darling friend, Erin took home some sweet ass swag and an amazing TROPHY for placing 3rd in her Age group! WAY TO GO E!!!! WOOT!!
Mimosas, Tacodeli and ice cream afterwards were a nice way to round out the event. Good times. Thanks T3.


I'm back!!! I know you missed me. Just admit it.

I missed you too...especially my lurkers. ;)
Here's a brief synopsis of where and what I've been up to in the past two weeks:
That's right..time for the annual pilgrammage to Puerta Vallarta with 14 kids. Yes. 14 kids.
Began quite auspiciously with a flight cancellation from AUS to DFW...and some reason American Airlines had NO other flights from Austin to Dallas that day. Really. No flights. From Austin to Dallas/Ft. Worth. ALL DAY. Seriously. You have to be kidding right?
So instead of going ABW (that's Angry Black Woman) on AA, I simply got us booked on the only other carrier that would get us to Dallas in time for the connection to Puerto Vallarta. Great, right? Unfortunately, that carrier was Southwest. Yep. The one that flies into Dallas Love...not DFW. Nice.
Next problem...ok. Always an adventure. So, called in some favors and booked ground transportation from Dallas Love to DFW. Here's how we rolled. The boys loved it! :)
The rest of the travel was thankfully uneventful (save the case of the runs that poor Devon had all day!)

I'll save the vacation photo montage for the few folks who really care, but here's a quick view from the beach and one from the house.

It was a week filled with fun, food, friends, frothy drinks, fine service, surf, turf, tortillas, quacamole, shrimp, celebrity bowl (ask me about this one!) and just a damn good time.
Then last week was the LAST WEEK OF SUMMER VACATION!! So, it was me and the boys hanging out in the last of the summer laziness. We had fun sleeping in, lounging in pajamas, playing the Wii, eating at McDonald's and indulging in general non-school year craziness.
And now, my big SECOND grader is back at school and the Devonator has graduated to Jr. Pre-K 2. (Did you get all that? what happened to plain ol' preschool?)
Whew. Now you are caught up. What do you think?

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Are you ready for some football?

Mighty Mite Pop Warner...that is..WELCOME to the FALCONS!!
Yep! It's Shay's FIRST tackle football season and boy is he pumped!!
I loved this pic..all the elements of the season: helmets, water jugs...and a miller lite cooler for the parents! ;)
Here he is taking the snap from center....yes, so far he is slotted in the QB spot. Can you say Apple not falling far from tree? Oh, and how about Head Coach Scott "Legs" Hanna peering in from the backfield. T3 meets the Falcons!
Of course, Devon loved hanging out with the big boys on their water breaks. Here he is with big brother Shay (on your left) and Pierce.
While the big boys did their stuff, Devon played on the playground, running all over the place until....see the concrete edging surrounding the playscape?
Devon tested its strength...with his forehead. :( MY POOR BABY!
I'm happy to report that after icing..it is just a little bump now. No stitches were required (this time.)

Tomorrow is the first practice in pads, so we'll see if Shay is still as excited about playing tackle as he is right now. I'll be close by with a cooler full of ice packs and retired nurse GG (grandma) on speed dial...just in case. And so the Riverplace dynasty begins...