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I’ll Take It

I’m not one to complain about the weather…I mean really…I live in Oregon…it’s technically a rain forest.

I love it here.

And even though I know Spring Time in Oregon means rain, light rain, showers, partial showers and/or drizzles, I tend to frequent weather.com.

This is what I found this morning…

I will take rain throughout the week all day long if it means Sunny weekends…am I right!? I’m already making a list of everything I want to get done outside!
Disclaimer: Duh, I know that this forecast will likely change a dozen time or more before the weekend actually gets here, but a girl can dream, right?

The one where I skipped the gym to blog instead…

First of all…you’re welcome. I mean…really, I’m totally skipping the gym for you guys…
{did you just believe that? Good then…moving on.}
How has it already been one whole week since the last time I logged into le’ old blog? Seriously…where did last week go?
I don’t even have any “work was slammed” type of excuse. 
I suppose I just got caught up in…life.
Tuesday & Wednesday are so long ago I don’t remember anything about them…
Thursday was my dad’s birthday so my lunch break was spent running errands for his birthday dinner. Kristen came down and made a great dinner and we followed it up with ice cream cake. Rylee had so much fun playing with Grandad and Auntie Tisten. It was nice just hanging out with the family. 
Friday was a gorgeous day in the good old Willamette Valley. And in my infinite wisdom, I decided that instead of going to the gym on my lunch break, I’d go for a run…outside…one the first real nice day of the season…in the grass seed capital of the world…without taking any allergy medicine. It was about as awesome as that sounds. I was miserable for the rest of the day and super sore to boot. Road running kicked my fanny, folks.
Saturday morning I was up bright and early for a yoga class at the gym. I seriously love me some yoga. Later that day we headed into town to pick up some garden-goodness from Grammy’s house. The in-laws came over for dinner. We hadn’t seen them for nearly 3 weeks as they were out enjoying retirement or something…
Sunday morning I made a mad dash to the grocery store for some speed shopping. Got home, put away the groceries and we all jumped in the car to meet Julia and Spencer for brunch. After brunch, which of course ended with them giving Ry a bag of “potty treats”, we headed home to change our clothes and go outside! Aside from Ry’s quick 1 hr nap, we literally spent the entire rest of the day outside! We weeded the garden, planted trees our front and in our ever-expanding “orchard”, I started some broccoli, carrots, onions, rhubarb, artichoke and potatoes in the garden. I am SO ready to get in and get the rest of the garden planted!
We wrapped up Sunday night eating one of the best meals I have ever made {insert humble brag comment here}. Seriously though…it was so good. I made FROM SCRATCH shredded beef enchiladas. It took about 3 1/2 hours from start to finish and so worth it! Also? so begins the weekends of not eating until almost 8 PM just so we can be outside for as long as possible. {Next time I make it I will take pics and post the recipe}
Today? I am tired…oh so tired…I forgot how hard/tiring yard work is on your body. I also forgot out exhausting working in the sun can be. And, apparently so did Rylee…
This is how I found her when I went to make sure she was covered up before going to be last night…really kid?
How was your weekend!?
Also? Happy Monday…

Nobody likes a droopy butt.

I know I haven’t done any sort of mcfatty update in quite some time, but I assure you, I’ve been keeping at it.

There have been ups–like doing “Oga” with Rylee a few nights a week, like being told my the yoga instructor at my gym that I have beautiful yoga form, like cutting way, way back on my ice cream intake to almost nothing, like confidently rocking my 2 piece bathing suit last weekend while taking Ry swimming, like resisting the urge to eat an entire bag of Cadburry mini eggs, etc.

There have been downs–like my gym canceling all of our lunchtime fitness classes so having to get creative on when I go to the gym, like not going to the gym at least 3 days a week for a couple of weeks, like not drinking my daily allotted amount of water every day, etc.

Despite all of the ups and downs, I have had success!

The brown work slacks that I had to buy in August because I couldn’t fit into any of my other pants? Yea, I put those on last week and I had major droopy butt.

And you know what else? My jeans? Yea…within seconds of putting them on, I’ve got droopy butt in those too.

I’m constantly pulling my pants up. And it’s annoying.

I vented some of this newfound frustration yesterday whilst walking through the house and you know what Andy said? My dear, sweet, loving husband told me to buy new ones!

Yes, HE TOLD ME TO GO SHOPPING!

Oh happy day!

Mama’s goin’ shopping.

This is me…excited to go shopping.

Damn Him and His Self Motivation & Common Sense

You guys all know how Type-A I am.

I am a creature of habit…like hardcore.

I do not like change one bit.

So when I get home from work last night and Andy mentions nonchalantly during dinner that he switched around the washer and dryer I sort of freaked my freak.

As soon as dinner was over I went into the laundry room and just stood and stared.

As I assessed the damage, this is what went through my head…

Later that night, when Andy saw what I was doing he got all sorts of fake offended and picked apart my picking…punk.

Observe…

He also wanted me to be sure I pointed out the following: 
  1. He does about 85% of the laundry in our house.
  2. It took me longer to put together that photo than it did for him to actually move the washer & dryer.
  3. He does most of the laundry.

I suppose maybe I should just shut the hell up and be thankful I have a husband that does the laundry?

But really…where’s the fun in that?

Toddlers are Weird, Man

Because apparently puzzles are way better when done while sitting in a blue crate next to a pile of all your clean blankets…DUH.

And of course, those fabric Ikea bins aren’t meant to hold your blocks…oh no…they’re meant to be worn around your waist. Again…DUH.

Seriously…toddlers are weird.