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Today and yesterday the rain has decided to come and not go away.  Although, I know the grass, plants and all the other thirsty outdoor living organisms need it (see it did pay to repeat biology 101-not by choice but look it paid off), I do not like the rain.  I should say I like it fine, if I am inside, curled up on the couch with nothing better to do reading People and watching Young and the Restless, but that is not my life now,  so the rain just gets in the way.  Besides the fact that Central Ohio drivers forget how to drive when the roads get wet, transporting kids in and out of school in the rain is not fun (nor is being a frizz head).  So you can see I am in a great mood today :)  
Mike has been visiting Ohio State football practices twice a week visiting with coaches and learning drills, plays, etc.  This has helped him dramatically.  Even though his headaches are still lingering around, being involved and looking ahead to a career in coaching has motivated him.  He is also helping my dad on the other 5 evenings coach his team.  So basically I am back to semi-single parenting (and counting down the days until the babysitter I am looking for magically appears).  


He draws up the drops of water, which distill as rain to the streams, the clouds pour down moisture and abundant showers fall on mankind.  Job 36:28


Makayla found out yesterday she got a part in the community Christmas production.  This should be interesting, to say the least.  Stone threw something at Kanon last night, gashing his eye, although it was horrible, a good thing happened, Stone felt guilty.  For the first time since Kanon was born, he cried with him and just kept apologizing.  Then before bed I heard him sitting on the potty talking to Jesus, "Jesus please forgive me" he kept saying.  Progress???  Time will tell....

Suicides...

Upon entering my work-out (dreadful) session this morning, Greg "I hate your hamstrings" asks me this "So Koren, do you know what suicides are"  I am smart enough to pause and ponder this question because if I answer too fast he might assume I enjoy them...after sighing and trying to ask about the weather it is quite obvious where my morning is headed.  Outside in the parking lot for all of Dublin, OH to see, me jogging (dragging my body).  Now here is where my relationship with Greg goes south, after the first set of 10 line suicides (yuck), I feel okay thinking I am ready for the second set, I line up and he then decides it's a good time to tell me that the second set will be LUNGES then running back to start.  Okay, I will do a lot of things obediently but LUNGING is not one of them.  I hate lunges for the mere reason that after doing them I can not stand the soreness.  I know I am a big baby but seriously who enjoys this stuff?  Somehow the heavens aligned and I made it (even though Applebee's decided it was a good time to fire up the grill and pollute my air with the smell of baby back ribs, which might I say is not a good smell to have when you are hyperventilating).  Upon completion I felt I deserved a "Great job now you can go" instead I got a "Great job now time for squatting and chasing the medicine ball".  Seriously, I pay for this, not sure why especially since I am still blaming my dryer for my tight jeans, hoping it gets fixed before winter comes.  


The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid? Though an army encamp against me, my heart shall not fear; though war rise up against me, yet I will be confident.   Psalm 27:1,3


Now just incase Greg "I hate your hamstrings" has found out about this blog, I must say SLOWLY I am feeling more in shape (very slowly).  Please oh please don't make me give up Chocolate (or tortilla soup, or pizza, or chocolate mint cookie ice cream, or cinnamelts, or any of the other junk that I eat).  

I HEART JONAS :)

Every morning on the way to school the most exciting thing happens, we have a full fledge ROCK concert in our car.  Everyday someone different chooses the song but everyday the same thing happens...Makayla sings, Stone drums, Kanon has air guitar and Mike and I smile in amusement.  I am thinking of sending one of these videos to the same people that represent the Jonas Brothers, but for some reason Furrey Siblings just doesn't have that same catchy ring.

Yesterday, Mike decided to work-out with me.  He was hoping to get some boxing lessons from Greg "I hate your Hamstrings" but Greg thought it was better if he trained with me.  To my surprise, we both had a (horrible) great work-out and I think Mike has a new appreciation for my whining and complaining.  Although, I am pretty sure there are hidden cameras in his gym and one night while I am watching America's Funniest Videos, there I will be desperately trying to do one push-up :)  

My friend had a baby boy on Friday.  The exciting part for me is I get to fill up on some "babyitis".  He's so cute and it just makes me so amazed at how such a thing can be created in your tummy and come out so perfect.  The best part is I get to hold him and give him back :)  People will ask me if we are done having kids and without hesitation Mike and I both shake our heads and say "YES".  

“Every good and perfect gift is from above.” – James 1:17

Loving this weather and excited for a weekend full of football.  I wonder how many other women out there ordered NFL Sunday ticket while their husbands complained about how much it costs?

Tick-Tock

I am wondering why when I need more time, it goes so fast...and when I am wishing it away, it goes so slow.....hmmmmmm.  I feel like lately time is flying by.  I look at my kids and can NOT believe how big they are.  My girlfriend had a baby on Friday and holding him made me realize how fast it really does go.  And then I think about all those (pointless) minutes in Economics class-how I kept looking at the clock wishing the time to speed up and instead it seemed as if it slowed WAY down...why is that?
I am also trying to figure out how to capture this weather and keep it all the time.  If anyone knows of a State that has Ohio's fall year round, please let me know so I can immediately move there (of course the State can NOT have pollen or dust).
The Halloween party I began planning has turned into an all out....money pit.  My husband (needs a day time job) has decided to construct a Haunted House in our basement.  Let me explain, most people are reading this thinking, Oh he must be throwing up a few black sheets and going to jump out and scare someone, well you are wrong, he has invaded Home Depot everyday to purchase every 2x4 they have available-he has not only built actual walls in our basement to form a maze but he has constructed coffins, trap doors, etc....so much for those new Ugg Boots I wanted :)

A good name is more desirable than great riches; to be esteemed is better than silver or gold.  Proverbs 22:1

DWTS tonight, how weird that I am excited for this.  It gives me something to be disgusted by, entertained by and inspired by (Karina's legs) all at once.

ISOPURE

Okay so today I realized my last few posts have NOT posted...ughhhh very annoying because I must say it was some of my finer work :)
Last week, Operation Get Rid of Jiggle, resulted in two things; 1) me realizing I did not want Mike to be my trainer 2) me gaining weight instead of losing.  After working out with Mike, I decided it was not so good that he knew how weak I was and that I whine a lot (for some reason he does not enjoy hearing me complain).  Also I was not so crazy about having to do everything he said :)  So I found a trainer whose name happens to be Greg "I hate your hamstrings" Janikowski.  After a couple visits with him I have realized Operation Get Rid of Jiggle is going to take a lot more effort than I had originally planned.  He not only wants me to work-out numerous days a week, he expects me to drink protein shakes and eat healthy....ughhhhhh what's next Muscle Milk?  Today after our session I decided to visit Whole Foods (a great place to feel as if you are being healthy even if you are not).  Of course, I went right past the healthy crap to their wonderful bakery.  Seriously they have the BEST desserts and breads I have ever seen.  After carefully selecting my unhealthy chocolate mousse dessert and my (it has to be low carb) bread, I hear a voice in my head "THAT IS NOT GOOD FOR YOU".  My first thought was, God was trying to save me from the extra time on the treadmill but then I realized lovely Greg "I hate your hamstrings" was behind me.  He and his wife had decided to do lunch at Whole Foods.  Quickly I tried to cover the Chocolate Mousse with the bananas but I was busted.  Ughhhhhhhhhhh

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law" Galatians 5:22-23

So what is Isopure you are thinking...well it's the Low Carb Protein Shake I drank two ounces of this morning before I gagged and shoved in a cereal bar :)  

Lemon Burst Frosting

This is day 3 of Operation Get Rid of Jiggle.  So far I have completed two work-outs.  Needing immediate results I stepped on my scale this morning only to find I have gained 2 pounds.  Thinking "How is that possible" my annoying conscience reminds me I ate Ben and Jerrys Chocolate Mint Cookie ice cream and I accidently walked into Cheryl and Co at the mall, which lead to me accidentally eating a frosted Lemon Burst cookie.  After looking down at the scale and remembering how good the cookie was, I decided it was fine because really what is 2 pounds :)  Today though I have to go back to the mall to buy new jeans because suspiciously the heat in my dryer has gone to extremes and shrunk all my jeans from last year.  

Mike is still having the dreaded head aches.  His short term memory is getting a little better but he is still having some trouble sleeping.  I on the other hand am having no trouble sleeping, only bending and walking (thanks to Mike).  I still can not understand those  girls on the elliptical machines bopping all around that look like they are having fun.  Mike says I sound like a tennis player grunting every time he tells me to do something.  And who in the world can exercise with their hair down in their face?  Also not sure who invented "YOGA" pants but clearly it was someone who does a LOT more yoga than I do, those pants are not flattering and I am not sure what kind of underwear you are suppose to wear with them but it's definitely not the ones I have.

For God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control

2 Timothy 1:7

We are also on the second disk of Lost Season Six.  Now if you enjoy being confused and watching TV while having NO idea what is going on, then you should also watch this.  

Labor Day

After 7 years of marriage I finally woke-up today and realized I live with a physically fit, exercise fanatic, who could probably help me (a little bit).  So why not start Labor Day off with some good, fine, labor.  After searching for the perfectly cute outfit to wear (this took a long time and entailed emptying a couple drawers of clothes onto the floor which now need to be picked up but I am too sore to bend over and get them), I headed for the much dreaded basement where we have a work-out room.  When I originally asked Mike if he could (maybe) help me, he was excited.  I figured he saw it as an opportunity to cause me pain, but he enjoys (weirdo) working-out.  Of course I had to bring my entourage with me (Kanon, Stone, and Tinkerbell), whom all were excited for this new adventure.  First thing out of his mouth, "Put the treadmill on 6 and run for 2.5 minutes"   Whoa, let me go back upstairs and grab a q-tip because I could have sworn he said 6.  "6?"  I ask, "6" he says.  Now right at this moment I realized two things, 1) this wasn't gonna work 2) I should have worn the other t-shirt I threw on the floor because now in this light I realize the other one was much more flattering :)   He then proceeded to ask me to lay on the floor and do crunches, to which I responded, "I need a mat or something soft to lay on" to which he responded "Lay on the bench"......After what he says was 30 minutes (I need to buy my own stopwatch because I think it was an hour)  I can not bend at the knee or move from side to side (I think he secretly is smiling at this).  But I have to say operation "Get rid of the jiggle" has started and I almost didn't eat a chocolate chip muffin pack, which is progress :)

"Let him that stole steal no more: but rather let him labor, working with his hands
the thing which is good, that he may have to give to him that needeth."  Ephesians 4:28


Labor Day is many things besides the day you pack up your white shoes, dresses and pants, it represents the end to summer, a day to celebrate trade and labor organizations, a day to BBQ, and most importantly the start to the first week of the NFL season :)  

Soup

Anyone that really knows me, knows I LOVE soup.  Sometimes I think I could live off of soup (with cheese, crackers, and lots of bread to dip it in).  The strange thing is I crave it more in the summer than the winter.  It also makes me think of my days when I lived in Memphis, TN.  Besides being home to Graceland (my favorite spot to visit) it is also the place I think i grew-up the most.  I only lived there a year but during that one year I realized many things (other than my love for BBQ).  I moved there not knowing anyone.  I was all of 23 years old and nothing beats the memory of me loaded into my Honda Accord ready for an adventure.  I think Memphis is where I learned how to be Koren.  Away from my family, friends, and those who knew me, I could be whatever/whoever I wanted to be.  Now not that there weren't hiccups in Memphis because there were (a southern boy for example or a hot dance club on Beale Street) but I found out how much God loves me in Memphis and how much I love him :)  

I love those who love me, and those who seek me find me.   Proverbs 8:17


Strangely enough, Memphis is also where I fell in LOVE with Mike.  He would call me on the phone and we really got to know each other (now those of you that really know me, also know there were some MAJOR bumps in the road that lead to me marrying Mike-but for blog's sake, I will spare you).  Thanks Memphis, I will always say Y'All and smile because of you!  

First Day of School

Today is Makayla's first day of school.  She was so excited.  Last night we practiced how our morning would go and when I woke-her up bright and early at 6:30 this morning she said mom, "It's my first morning as a first grader".  After perfecting her uniform (not sure I can handle all the pressure of making sure to follow all the guidelines-now I know why Sarah Jessica Parker flipper her skirt around in Girls Just Wanna Have Fun), my dad came over to see her.  She was beaming, I just do not remember ever being that excited for school.  Somehow we managed to get her there on time which is a miracle in itself :)  The school was over flowing with excitement-everyone in new shoes, new uniforms, hair brushed just right, tan skin and beaming with excitement-I couldn't help but wonder if I would find the same excitement in February?  Her teacher is adorable-all 27 years of her.  I am anxious to go pick her up!!!
This week has been one of ultra-soft kleenex (with lotion).  My nose has decided it's time to erupt and without warning, mind you, launched a full force monsoon.  Regardless of the fact that I now sound like Fran Drescher, I feel horrible.  I just need to stop at CVS and buy a new nettie pot-if I remember correctly that will solve all my problems :)

When I am afraid, I will trust in you.  In God, whose word i praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid.  What can mortal man do to me?  Psalm 56:3-4

Mike is still the same, headaches and short term memory issues.  The good thing for him is he has an excuse now to get out of anything he doesn't want to do.
Me:  Mike, don't you remember I said we had parent open house tonight?  Mike:  no, I lost my memory remember
Me:  Mike, remember tonight is the bachelor pad, set the DVR, Mike:  Oh I forgot, remember I lost my memory.
Mike:  What are all these shopping bags in our closet?   Me:  Oh remember sweetie you told me to go shopping and spend LOTS of money on myself?