I'm Gonna be a Runner

Ok, I am committing in front of the whole entire world again...he he ok, the few of you who read my blog. I am going to start training to run a 1/2 marathon. I have been looking around for a good starter run and I found one that takes place in Layton in October. It says the run is not super difficult and I think that would give me enough time to get it together. I am going to start small with a 5k in june and then a 10k in august. I have always wanted to do this and the thing is I'm not getting any younger, less tired or finding more time available. I figure I need to start NOW. So any of you who are runners, and I know quite a few of you are, I need tips! I have been researching how to train etc. but there are a lot of different things out there. If you have found something that has worked for you please share.

I just ate a cake, the baby said momma, and our house was hit by a car

Well, as you can see from the above title a lot has been going on at the Dilley House. First of all yes I have in fact just eaten 3 pieces of chocolate cake in one sitting....and I seem to want more. I have not had the best of days. My little guy Arlo is putting me through it and I am yet again discouraged. I feel like a huge mom failure. I love him so much and I just want to do everything right to insure he is a happy, well adjusted, well behaved and respectful. I feel like I will just turn a huge corner with him and he is doing great and then we will have a few days like the ones I have just had. He all of the sudden has discovered he can talk back and tell me a lot of what he is not going to do...and what he is going to do to me if I don't let him have his way. I really don't take well to being talked back to... and this little guy has a lot of ideas, about everything! It can be so exhausting.
He really responds great when he has very firm limits that are set in a respectful non emotional way. The problem -It's hard to be Gandhi every day. I am such a far cry from the guy. I am a fiery high intensity individual, and so is my Son. I guess this is a work in progress for the 3 year old and mom. I will keep trying!!!

Also, last Tuesday our house was in fact hit by a car. A jeep Liberty to be exact. I was just heading out the door to take Arlo to his T-ball game. Luckily, I realized I had forgotten the treats I made for the team and turned around to get them. Suddenly, there was a loud horrible sound and the entire house vibrated, enough to knock me and Dyl over. Both kids were very upset and crying. I thought that there must have been an earthquake. I scooted over to the window to take a look and instead of seeing the street split in two, I saw a jeep on my porch. It was really smashed up. The windshield was shattered and the front end was totalled. I could see an older man in there who didn't appear to be conscious. After freaking out a bit, I ran to try and locate my phone to dial 911 but was so panicked I couldn't find it. Next I ran outside to see if he was OK. I had a screaming baby in my arms and was trying to navigate to the door through all of the broken glass and car parts strewn about. Luckily two women from next door ( who were nurses) ran over and knew just what to do. They told me to go inside and calm the kids down and look for my phone and they would help the man. So after getting us all calmed down a bit, and still not finding my phone we went outside so I could run to a neighbors and call. Luckily a woman who was walking outside had seen the entire thing and had already called the police. LONG story short...to late, The man was OK but really hurt. He has just gotten out of intensive care. He broke all of his ribs, an ankle, and his arm. They are still trying to determine what happened. He had a black out related to a medical issue and last I heard they thought it may have been a medication he was on that had a bad side effect. We need to get our porch replaced and we continue to find cracks in the house due to the car hitting it so hard. Clint is in the process of getting some quotes to get the house inspected so we can figure out what type of damage we are looking at. Yea...so that has been fun

On a lighter note Little Dyl Dyl said Mama for the first time on Mothers day. It was the cutest thing ever. He crawled over to me, pulled himself up on my leg and said "Mama" clear as day. The best Mom's day gift ever. Also, despite my relapse with the chocolate cake I have lost 29 lbs and have 8 more to go to reach my goal. So that is very exciting. Hopefully I can stick with it to get those last pesky pounds off. That about sums things up...thanks for listening, or leaving my blog to read a more uplifting one.... I really needed to vent.

latest Crochet Creation

A very good childhood friend of mine is having a baby and for her shower I got really motivated and decided I would crochet her little guy an afghan and edge some receiving blankets. It was a bit more work than I anticipated but Amber and baby River are worth it. If I do say so myself I think they turned out pretty good for my first time!

Dyl is crawling!

Since Dyl was about 5 1/2 months he has been flirting with the idea of crawling. He has been doing a combo of rolling and scooting all over the place for quite a while now. I was starting to think that maybe he would just do the scoot roll thing until he learned to walk. He was getting really proficient at it...but then out of no where on March 27, about 5 days after Dyl's 6 month birthday he just got up on all 4's and started to crawl. Like he had been doing it all his life. It was the CUTEST thing. YAY Dyl.