Easter Child Tossing Is Back!

We neglected our Child Tossing tradition last year – just simply forgot – and I assumed that was going to be a thing of the past since the kids were getting so big. But Donnie was ready to go yesterday and reminded me right before the sun set, LET’S DO THIS!

If you haven’t been around the blog (or my family in real life) you might not have heard of our Easter tradition that started with this perfect photo in 2008.


Wesley’s best year was – by far – 2012.


But my favorite year was the year we perfected the double toss, 2011.


There are several more from every year but 2014, but you get the point. Nikki BARELY made it past Donnie’s finger tips yesterday, but her expression made it a total win.


The thing about the kids getting bigger is that Donnie can only do one or two solid attempts. (Thank goodness for the “burst” feature on the iPhone.) I’m very glad that Wes did this random kick during his attempt because it made the picture so much more awesome.


Special Guest Star: My Canine Niece, Maggie.


Donnie also got his hands on our nephew, mainly because he was BEGGING for a chance so that may mean that we can keep this going a few more years if Donnie’s brother will continue to trust him with his child’s life!

All in all – a successful mission. Next year we’ll have to let Nikki jump on a trampoline and just Photoshop her above Donnie’s head.


March? Huh?

I’m confused. My calendar says it’s March 2nd. It’s not March yet, is it? I know February is a short month, but it didn’t shrink to 7 days did it? Because I truly believe I missed at least 3 weeks of the month somewhere. Maybe in a pile of puke-covered laundry and ice covered streets? The kids have had so few days where they’ve both been to school for a full day, that I feel like they’ve only had school for about a week since Christmas. MARCH? I don’t think so. Nope. Not happening.

I especially am in denial because – on the first Saturday of March – I have a 12-hour race I’m supposed to be participating in. And if today is March 2nd, then that means my 12-hour race is this Saturday and I’m NOT AT ALL READY.

At one point, my goal for this race was to just beat last year’s distance of 52 miles. But then my groin got strained and I sprained my ankle and I used the weeks after my last race to rest, recover, and eat. I had also considered using the flat course as a motivation to shoot for my first sub-6hr 50K. But neither of those goals seem attainable right now so I’m kinda just thinking that my goal now will be FIRST: Show up. SECOND: Make forward progress for 12 hours. If I can keep moving for 12 hours? I’ll consider myself a success. Even if it’s walking 20 miles instead of running 50. But honestly? I had such a great running weekend that I’m not going to get down on myself too much next weekend if I can’t even stay mobile for 12 hours. I’m coming back, I’m feeling better, I’m not going to get too down on myself if next weekend fails. The one great thing about this race is that you get a plaque with a number on it no matter HOW MANY miles you complete. If it’s 1 or 100. So there’s no “DNF”.

I do want to keep up my WHOPPING 2-Day Good Eating streak for the month of March. 2 days is probably my longest streak since early January, so – you know – I hate to break that streak of awesomeness.


Exceeds Expectations

Remember how we fell into the 3″-5″ band of snow predictions yesterday? Well look at the band of totals at the end of the 24-hour day.


Huntsville ended up with an official tally of 8.1″ I believe, breaking all sorts of single-day snow records, and February snow records, and Sled Improvising records. The Pool Intertube Float Sled is the BEST improvised sled I’ve ever tried. I’ve done laundry baskets, rubbermaid lids, storage containers, but the intertube? THE BEST. I actually was able to go pretty fast since I’m heavier. When I wasn’t filming I could push Nikki so she’d go faster, but she needed a good push whereas I just needed to not face plant when I did a jump start down the hill.



Donnie didn’t get out in it at all because he has major issues with The Cold since that unseasonably cold triathlon 2 years ago where he experienced early onset hypothermia and had to be picked up on the side of the bike course by the Fire Department. I swear it’s almost like PTSD, he just can’t handle being cold now. And Wes only played in it a little, which is INSANE. He didn’t even intertube sled with us! I’m hoping to get him out in it more this morning before it starts to melt off.

Basically it was Nikki and I intertubing down our hill for an hour last night after dinner. We haven’t seen this much snow since 2011, so I’m trying to savor it enough to last another 4 years. I want to get the kids out in it as soon as the sun comes up since it will start to melt off today, but I’m worried our neighbors might kill us. We’re the only ones with small kids at the top of the hill, most of the small kids are at the bottom. Although, I’m betting they’ll make the trek up this morning to do some sledding.

Or intertubing…whatever…

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Snow Day.

For the first time in WEEKS I slept solidly past 3am, only to be awoken at 3:25 when Nikki’s alarm clock went off. I’m assuming she had set it for 3:25pm as some sort of timer for reading time, but Taylor Swift woke me singing about that blank space and I sat there, laughing at my life.

School is out and the Governor declared a State of Emergency in advance of the snow storms rolling in today. Oddly enough, most of the snow is predicted to fall South of us, meaning E may actually get hit more than we will. The latest forecast I saw said 2-4 inches for Huntsville, which is enough to shut us down as a city. People up North like to make fun of the South and how we can’t handle snow, and it always bugs the shit out of me. I don’t mind when my neighbors make fun of us, just like it’s okay for your siblings to mock your parents, but not your spouse. If you don’t live in the South, you can’t make fun of it. You have no idea how little our infrastructure is prepared for cold weather. Why should our cities spend money on those chemicals and trucks to treat roadways in advance of a storm when it only happens once a year, if that much. And also? We tend to get ice more often than snow. So people die in wrecks and downed trees even if there’s not an inch of snow on the ground. I have friends in Tennessee who went days without power. I suffered through 5+ days without power once when a tornado took out a huge node on our electrical grid and all I kept saying the entire 5 days was, Thank goodness it’s not cold.

No part of me understands why any of that is funny.

But if my friend down the street makes fun of us and the fact the city shuts down at the first flake? That’s a okay because we’re all in this together.

People also get really irritated when offices/cities/schools close before we really know for sure if there’s bad weather. But, here’s the thing, it’s hard to wait until the last minute when you have buses that start school runs early and staff showing up to cook breakfast. It’s much easier to make a call the night before, so that noone heads to work when they shouldn’t. And you know what? A girl in the town I attended college ended up paralyzed in a wreck when schools didn’t get closed early enough. I’ve also had to hide in the back room of a store across from one of my kid’s schools when they let school out too late and the tornado warning happened while we were supposed to be picking them up. So I’d much rather err on the side of caution. Give me 10 days of delayed school with dry roods just to avoid one morning where I wreck leaving my hill to take the kids to school.

AND! We have several highly populated areas at higher elevations in this town. Those families get ice/snow when I don’t, should they keep school on time when those families will risk their lives trying to make it of their mountains? No.

URG. These last two weeks of “winter weather” here have just irritated me. People complaining about school systems being over-cautious and making fun of us for shutting down city offices before there’s any hazard on the roads…WHY? Why waste your energy even expressing those words? What good does it do? And if it’s because you’re THAT angry or irritated, then let me try to locate the family of that girl I went to college with and maybe they can get you to chill the hell out. I know it’s a burden to deal with childcare. But our whole city gets delayed, so everyone in the office is dealing with the same crap. I know you can’t go to work if school is out. But let’s focus on the big picture, here. Bad weather could start as early as 11am, sooner in areas of higher elevation. Should they go half day and risk the kids who live in the higher elevations being stranded away from their homes? We have a whole city to be concerned with. Should we say, “F you!” to the ones who live at higher elevations?

And the one day they let us out half day last week when other school canceled entirely, people got made about that because the roads were slick on their way home. So, with that fresh on their minds, OF COURSE THE SCHOOL SYSTEM CLOSED IN ADVANCE OF THE STORM.

I just don’t understand why people get so angry. I mean, the people making the call have to make the call for the ENTIRE COMMUNITY. And they have to make the call based on the predictions of our local weather people who are sometimes just wrong. This is not an exact science.

So…I’m off to work with the kids surrounding me again today. Last week, on top of several shortened days of school due to bad weather, I also had 2 days with kids home sick. Lucky I work from home so I can do my best to get work done early and late if the middle of the day is not favorable. I’m fortunate in that regard. And I tend to just give the kids unrestricted access to screens because it gives me peace while I work. I’m not going to win any parenting awards, but I’ll make it, and if that keeps my community safe? I’m not going to complain.

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How Crazy Can Kim Get?

I just need to chronicle my nights over the last 2 weeks as some sort of document of how insane my life gets. Of the last 14 nights I’ve had 3 nights of shortened/restless sleep due to travel, 4 nights interrupted due to Wesley’s resurgence of foot cramps, (It’s because I’d been telling people they were getting better. I CURSED MYSELF.) 2 nights of weird stomach cramp issues from Wesley that I’m now blaming on Fritos. One of those nights was gave me about 3 hours of very, VERY interrupted sleep. And then last night…the pinnacle of it all…I was sleeping with Nikki and I woked up to her – wait for it…


Yes. ON me. That is a horrible way to wake up, I was frenzied but unconscious and having trouble processing what was going on. It was basically me scrambling around saying, “Nikki! Wait! Nikki! What? Nikki! Ack!” Until I finally just carried her to the bathroom during a lull and put her in front of the toilet.

I cleaned  all 40 million puke-soaked blankets (damn winter) off the bed and cleaned myself up.  We decided to sleep in the bathroom because she was worried she’d not realize she was puking again. Even sleeping in FRONT OF THE TOILET, she still missed and puked on the floor the next go around.  Therefore, I woke up every time she moved, trying to make sure she made it to the toilet.

You know, because sleeping on the floor of the bathroom would otherwise be SO PEACEFUL without the waking up when you hear your child move.

She also became weirdly chatty. While she was puking she was miserable, but then she was Miss Personality.

Finally, at 3:30am, my normal wake-up time, I gave up trying to sleep and came down to work. Wes was already sleeping in my office, which I can’t explain. He’s been sleeping in there in the mornings while I work, I have no idea why he slept in there all night. I set Nikki up in there too so I could start my day and (hopefully) get some actual work in between pukes and before it (hopefully not) hits me.


I’m constantly hearing people say, “Oh…I only get/need 5-6 hours of sleep a night.” And I always feel like a big giant wus when I say, “Oh, that’s insane. I need 8 hours and I do everything in my power to get it. I can’t help getting up at 3:30am so I try to be in bed by 8pm as many nights a I can.”

I feel like it’s me admitting I’m still a child while the rest of the world has grown up.

But, y’all. I AM STILL A CHILD. I need my sleep! I become and emotional basketcase when I’m over-tired. And these last two weeks have not helped which is why I’m eating non-stop and sobbing over DisneySide videos with shadow-dancing Mickey Mouse!

(You cried too, didn’t you?)

So. Another day with minimal sleep. I’ll try my best to keep my emotional extremes to commercials for maxipads (Like a Girl gets me EVERY. DAMN. TIME.) and to cute videos of Red Pandas playing in the snow. And pray no one cuts me off at an intersection or honks at me for not turning when it was clear. I may just park on the shoulder of the road and cry for hours if that happens.

Or, I could always get the Crazy Giggles. That happens too when I’m overtired. And let me tell you, Crazy Giggles is just as scary to an outsider as Constant Sobbing.

Wish me luck! Here’s to emotional stability even without proper sleep!