Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Tired of my face.

As fun as that last posting was to compose I am getting really sick of my face being plastered all over my blog. You can look forward to some upcoming entries in an effort to get that post further down the screen. Here are a few things that my life is all about right now...

-Watching my cute little woman slowly beginning to waddle as she gets closer to labor. Man what the ladies have to go through!
-Slowly but surely beginning to exercise again.
-Obsessing over my first real lawn. We laid sod in the late fall and my fingers are crossed that it will all grow. (incidently is it just me or are trees blooming really late this year?)
-Triathlon, Triathlon, Triathlon!
-Dreaming about the upcoming softball season.
-Not being excited about turning 30? yikes.
-Having tons of fun playing with my little boy. He just gets cooler and cooler.
-Going back and forth over the name of our next little guy... I think once I see his face I'll know.
-Trying to eat better while Heidi is nesting and making all sorts of goodies. (example: she had made G-ma and G-pa' Ghent's strawberry shortcake recipe like 12 times over the last 2 months.)
-Trying to think of some fun summer trips and vacations.
-Finishing up a brutal round of dental work. Can you say crowns stink?

That's it.

4 comments:

kate said...

I tried to think of some clever comment, but all I really have is...I miss you guys! I'm looking forward to being a little part of the Travis-Heidi-Luke-? family in June. I'll miss the "waddle," but at least I'll get to see that lawn! :)

Whitney Rice said...

Don't forget the four layer red velvet armadillo cake. My tastebuds thanked me, but waistline is a little upset with Preggers Malone

Treidi said...

kalex: we miss you too. in the meantime keep thinking of master bath layouts and preparing for Salem Spring fun!

whit: how could I forget the cake? Heidi and I both wanted to blog about it but have left the honor to you:) Only one person can truly write about the armadillo.

phillip said...

I'll never get tired of your face, buddy. [At this point I could launch into a theoretical discussion of Levinas to set up the significance of the next sentence, but I'll resist the temptation.] I think it's because I see my face in your face.