Bathroom 2

The second bathroom finally is "finished".  The work has been done for months, but my part, hanging the pictures and such took this long.

Here is the bathroom before.  This picture makes it look way better, trust me.

Target  was my saviour.  This shower curtain is exactly what I was looking for and hunted high and low both locally and online to no avail.  When I was in Bismarck I found it.

And angels sang.

Well not really, it is just a shower curtain but I was pretty happy. As happy as you can be after your 12th straight hour of shopping anyway.

The one thing our house lacks is storage so every reno involves maximizing our

storage. This tall cabinet is very roomy.

And as always, I enlarge my own amateur photos to decorate. It's cheap and it makes me feel like my hobby is worth something.

These are from twilight at the lake.

And sunset at the lake - those colours are not photoshopped. I wouldn't even know how, I promise you.

And now I will  multi task - two posts in one.  Aren't you lucky?  Don't answer that.

Jack also had his piano recital this weekend.  I know I am bias but he sure is handsome. 

and that dimple....

Fair is Fair

While I was trying on clothes while shopping in Bismark, ND with a friend this past weekend (such a fun weekend with an amazing friend) a comment was made by one of the store clerks. I was showing my friend a top and the lady commented that it looked nice. Then she went on to clarify that it looked really good on me and something to the effect that it wasn't fair. Let's just say the lady was no size 10 and leave it at that, shall we?

I actually didn't think to much about it at the time but at 5 am this morning when I awoke for no good reason (other than....you know) I remembered the comment and lo and behold the elusive blog post was born.

*insert trumpets here*

Incidentally enough, when I logged in today, I noticed two things. Blogger looks completely different and my last post was almost a month ago...but I digress.
It got me thinking about how much luck was involved in this whole scenario.

(And then I went looking for a photo of me from a few years ago and got sidetracked looking at the photos from my half marathon in Sept. Mental note: those shorts are not the most flattering and two words: "sports bra".)

Here's me in 2004.  Yes, Kamden was about 3 months old, but truthfully, I did not shed the double chin I am sporting here until he was 3 years old.

How much of that process was luck, really?

Was it luck that made me make a change because I was unhappy?

Was it luck that made me change what and how much I ate?

Was it luck that started pushing me physically harder than I have ever pushed myself in my life?

News flash:  Changing habits is hard and it was no easier for me than anyone else.  I chose to make the changes and because I worked hard, I reaped the rewards.

I used to look at fit people and be green with envy.  Then I got serious about my own habits and health and now I look at people both fit and on their journey to fit and am incredibly inspired.

It's a choice.  The only luck involved is that I was and continue to be able and healthy enough to do so.