My Wicked Twin

I was having dinner with some friends that had recently been to Portland to see the musical Wicked. One of them said, "I don't know what it was about the lady that played Elphaba but she reminded me of you." Here's the funny thing, I had just had another friend who'd seen the same production and she told me that she and her husband looked at each other 15 minutes into the show and said, "Does she remind you of...?" Yup, me.

Obviously, I was curious. Carla Stickler, is my wicked twin and we look nothing alike nor do we sound alike. Its the mannerisms, our way of moving, that are similar because when I watched a clip of her singing, the way she moved her hands looked eerily familiar.

BUT, here's the funny thing, I frequently get the "you look like" or "you remind of" someone. I realize that that happens to everyone at some point but it happens to me a lot.

The only physical evidence I have is the picture of me at state Jr. Miss with my roommate, who happened to be from the town where the contest was held. People kept talking to me like they knew me because they thought I was her. Weird. I'm the one on the right.




Oh to be 18 again. Ok, really just physically.

 

I guess I have a lot of twins out there.

Trouble that starts with T that rhymes with P...

I listened to a story  on NPR about women and what their shoes tell us about them (focusin on women who immigranted to Canada). It was shocking how deep and revealing a pair of shoes could be for these women. For many of them, their shoes provided deep and meaningful insights into their sense of identity in relation to their life experiences. It was an interesting story in a weird kind of shoeish way.

Naturally I began to wonder what my shoes said about me. I was wearing a pair of old running shoes with no tread left and laces untied and pulled lose.

What do my shoes say about me? The very thought makes me shudder.

Baby Body

Heavy sigh. I've hit the plateau on the magic baby weight loss. Actually I hit it a few weeks ago. I'm not one of those women that loses it all in three months. Now marks the beginning of the frustrating hard work to reclaim my body. I was feeling particularly discouraged last night. But here's what I had to remind myself.

We have been blessed with four beautiful children. In all those pregnancies and deliveries I never had more than minor complications. This body hasn't failed me. Its done what it was supposed to do and now I need to be patient with it. I tend to be the kind of person that wants it NOW. I want to play basketball NOW. I want to run a triathlon NOW. I want to fit into my clothes NOW.

Unfortunately the old bod needs a little time to recover and get back in shape. I write this post that I can look back and remember to be patient, keep trying, and don't be so hard on myself.

30 Posts - Post 23 a video

This is a video of Madilyn's school talent show when she was in 1st grade. Its already up on my blog but its one of my favorites so I'll post it again. So cute.

30 Posts - Post 22 a favorite joke

Knock knock.
Who's there?
Interrupting cow.
Interrupting co...
Moooooo!

My girls have been telling this joke for years. It still cracks me up when they do it. Mostly because they forget to interrupt and then have to start over.

30 Posts - Post 21 a favorite recipe

Its been a long, long, looong time since I've done this. I need to finish. I only have 9 posts to go. I've taken a while on this one for lots of reasons. You know, baby, kids,...I hate cooking.

I like smoothies though. I have  recipe for orange julius but I don't actually follow it.

Put in blender -
One ice cube tray of ice
3/4 can of orange juice concentrate (the big cans from Costco)
4 heaping teaspoons of sugar
some vanilla
milk to cover the ice
a little water so the ice doesn't stop the blender

Blend it.

That's not what the actual recipe says but that's how I do it. Its good.

Notable Quotables

These were too long for the Notable Quoatable side bar.

Madilyn's conversation with a friend of mine while riding in her car:

My friend asked if Madilyn was going to be at the primary activity for church.

Madilyn (8) - I might not be able to go.
Friend - Oh why?
Madilyn -  Because you know, sometimes when parents have really grumpy days? If you do anything wrong, or if you even look at them wrong, they won't let you do anything. If its a really grumpy day, you better just stay out of their way.
Friend - Sometimes parents can have grumpy days. It's hard when you have a baby, and they keep you up all night and then cry all day. They are probably really tired.
Madilyn - Yeah, I think my mom is getting the hang of it and doing ok. And I KNOW my dad is doing fine because he just sleeps through everything!

And here's Garrett's conversation with himself on the way home from church:

(The girls had just seen a white slug bug)
Garrett - Green! Green! I see green car no slug backs.
No slug backs! (to no one in particular)
I said no slug backs!
Are we going home? (again no one in particular)
I had a really good time at church. I was grumpy.
Green! I see green! We can't eat grass (in a disappointed voice) but we can eat blueberries.
Mom? What do we have?
What do we have mom?
Mom? What do we have?
Me - What do we have?
Garrett - Ya what do we have?
Me - Nothing.
Garrett - We have nothing?
Me - Yup.
Garrett - But I'm hungry.