the farmer's Grandma passed away at age 83... she was the matriarch of a family that consists of her amazing farmer husband, 6 children, 22 grandchildren and 48 great-grandchildren... (I could be wrong with this count...) I have begun to write about her roughly 7 times now, have had to stop, delete and re-do... and... Continue Reading →
it all begins at a school playground... not a school my children attend but in another town... my sons play baseball in a town that is 1 1/2 hours away... which seems nuts to some but when you live in the middle of no where it seems perfectly normal to drive 3 hours for... Continue Reading →
the empathy I have for my parents is directly correlated to the amount of years under my belt as a parent... you just never know until you reach certain ages with your own children what your poor parents must have gone through... and as you are navigating the muddy waters of bringing up your own offspring,... Continue Reading →
if you are in a pinch, McDonalds fries and Junior Chicken burger can be your pre-run 'carb' meal... this might gross out some of you 'pure, clean' eaters out there but my stomach is used to this and accepted it just fine... the farmer, our daughter and myself arrived in Saskatoon Saturday evening before the... Continue Reading →
"It is not the critic that counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly;... Continue Reading →
'success is never so interesting as struggle' - Willa Cather Boston Marathon today... tiny bit discouraging realizing that the men's winner ran a full marathon in the time I'm hoping to run a half... but watching and reading some of the stories going on surrounding the marathon inspired me as I headed out for my... Continue Reading →
'things I knew when I was young... some were true and some were wrong... one day I pray I'll be more than my father's son' (the Lumineers) why do we think some things are so important for our children to do? and it gives us such joy to see when they actually 'get it' and... Continue Reading →
marathon training is no joke... not that I've heard many people try to joke about it... but if they did try, I'd stop them in their tracks and tell them it is no joking matter... I was on death's doorstep sick a few weeks ago and then went to Mexico with the farmer, which I... Continue Reading →
I got felt up at security in an airport… after choosing to not get felt up… I’ve had a lot of different experiences in airports… this was a first… and everything about it seemed as though I was wanting it to happen… my general attire, since college, has consisted of jogging pants or lululemon pants,... Continue Reading →
i feed a farmer 