Addis Journals, part one.

So, after debating how I could possibly write about our recent trip to Ethiopia to visit with our kids' birth family and then to Rome for gelato-fueled sight-seeing, I decided to do a small series of excerpts from my journal.  8/6/12 After a long plane ride, a...

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Countdown to Lift-off.

We have official passed the tipping point; we are now so close to our family trip to Ethiopia and Rome that there is not a single thing more I can do. Simply put, it's out of my hands, and I couldn't be more relieved.  Despite my absolute best intentions, there...

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Red Wine does not equal Gatorade… Who Knew?

Friends have been checking in to see how my marathon training is going and how I'm feeling about it. "Stupidly optimistic" has been my standard answer, because, in truth, things have been progressing fairly well: I've completed all (well, all-ish) of my cross training...

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Supper time… or not.

Last night Hubby and I fulfilled one of our deepest fantasies. No. We didn't go all 50 Shades of Grey over here, you guttersnipe. It was much better. Last night we ran away from home.  I had no idea it would come to this. You see, Hubby has been working 12 and 13...

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Aaaaand We’re Off!

Sixteen weeks until the Twin Cities Marathon, which means training starts in earnest today.  Gulp.  Of course I've been running all spring, the darn training plan starts out with an eight mile run, so you don't just hop off the couch and leap into that....

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Home Improvement, Somewhat.

Oy. That was a slog.  I've been keeping a low profile the past several weeks, as I have been engaged on the home front; transitioning into the end of school, fighting raccoons, and embarking on a fairly major home improvement jag. Whew! It's been exhausting....

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We’re In the Money!

It occurred to me the other day, whilst mentally turning over everything in my life that needs to be fixed, changed, refurbished or redone, that I really only have one problem;  A lack of enormous piles of cold, hard cash.  I can't tell you what a relief...

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Frackin’ Raccoons.

For the past several weeks we have been trying to oust a family of raccoons from our roof. It hasn't been going very well.  My sister called it immediately when I complained to her about the aggressiveness of this particular trespasser. "Baby raccoons." she...

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What Can I Say? Momma Loves Chocolate.

Did everyone have a great Mother's Day? I did. There was breakfast, cooked by someone NOT me, a back rub, a boatload of chocolate, a picnic and a movie. That last bit was my idea. I've been jonesing to see The Avengers all week, but normally can't justify seven movie...

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The Cleopatra of the Midwest.

Last night I slept the sleep of the just. Or at least, the sleep of the justifiably exhausted. It's been a crazy couple of weeks here, and yesterday signaled the end of our exertions.  Spring is insanely busy for us; lots of family birthdays proper, and weekend...

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