tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26618955711926028702024-03-12T17:17:09.308-07:00Walking Cancer BombCoeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.comBlogger286125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-35147962066884471562015-01-04T17:09:00.001-08:002015-01-04T17:12:09.577-08:00Basement bathroom and hallway remodel<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After 5 years in this house I finally got around to the basement hall and bathroom. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It has been a long time in the making. I have hated the brown square floors and the tan tub, toilet and sinks. Every time I went to the basement they were a constant reminder of what year the house was built. Of course I decided to do the this while our master bathroom was in remodeling too. Sean was not too impressed with my timing. The new plank flooring went in easy! If you have a basement where you can't put real wood floors these are a great fix! Love them. I can't believe I didn't do it earlier. </span></i></div>
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Now on to the bathroom... This tub is what got me started. I know it looks gold here but it is really very tan. I find tan to be very dated. It drove me crazy. When we moved in it had tan tub, toilet, sinks. The girls did not want this to be there bathroom, but it was pretty low on my list. So it waited for other things to come together. I started watching DYI videos on painting tubs and I wanted to test it out. Sean and my mom tried to talk me out of it, but I couldn't be swayed. So I ordered Tub and Tile paint from Amazon... Again let me express how unhappy Sean was that I was taking this on while the tile guy was upstairs doing our walk-in shower.<br />
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When the first coat went on I was terrified! Not only was the paint SUPER thin, it wasn't going on smoothly. I was absolutely high on fumes. They weren't kidding when they said it was toxic. It was nuts. I was high as a KITE. Sean wouldn't even come in the basement. The second didn't go much better but then things got better. My roller broke and I got out a new one and then it was magic! </div>
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Things I learned while painting the tub<br />
1. use a SMALL foam roller</div>
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2. Don't use a paint brush use a little foam square brush for the corners. </div>
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3. PREP PREP PREP. I spent as much time prepping as painting. I got all the caulk off, then cleaned like crazy, then I sanded. I learned after painting the tub that you have to get everything off the tub or else you will have bumps in the paint. Before doing the surround I had to sand over the newly painted tub to get ride of the bumps. That sucked. So I was way more careful when I did the surround. </div>
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4. wait an hour to apply the paint after activating. </div>
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5. don't be afraid when it isn't perfect the first coat. </div>
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6. change your roller every single coat!</div>
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Painting the counter top and vanity was super easy. The paint didn't smell as bad and it was easy and came in 16 colors this one is pewter. I had a great time doing the counter top. I loved it. </div>
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As you can see I am still missing the shower curtain and bath tub fixtures. I am SO SO happy with it. Who knew paint could be so awesome.</div>
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<br />Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-68729590920129525252015-01-03T14:41:00.002-08:002015-01-03T14:41:58.223-08:00<div style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
Dear 2014,<br />Where did our time go? We did so many amazing things: snowboarding, hiking, traveling, new jobs, new friends. I am so grateful for the growth that came with you. I learned a lot from you; that I never thought I would learn. We had some hard moments that came with a lot of tears, but you pushed us through. It was a challenging year for a lot of reasons. Sean and my relationship blossomed under the pressure and the kids seemed to become little people with your time. 2014 you will not be forgotten anytime soon. I'll miss and look back on you fondly with a large heart th<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">at you helped open. You gave me the courage to open my heart and see things that I didn't even know were there. Thank you!</span></div>
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Dear 2015,<br />I envision great things for us. I see us making it through 365 days with out hardly blinking. I would like to be more intentional with you than I was with 2014. (Not to compare) I will respect you and the gift that you are. We are going to see a lot while you are here and I am looking forward to all those moments. I feel like we will be fast friends and we are going to continue 2014's growth. I plan on being more open to everything! We are going to work harder, because I want to help people. We are going to love more than ever before. Our relationship is going to be about the moments. Let's take advantage of our time together because it is way to short. Looking forward to getting to know you 2015.</div>
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Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-88347624188052255602014-07-21T10:48:00.000-07:002014-07-21T10:48:20.721-07:00Small upgrades... make big differences<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The house is under going massive face lifts! With Sean's new job; he has been traveling a lot. Which has left me with a lot of time to work on the house. I have been walking through the house for a couple of years now wanted to make a some changes. </div>
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First up was the front entrance. It has been very dark and gloomy. When the past owners painted the house they didn't cover anything up, so over spray was EVERYWHERE. I painted the brown and the doors. I am pretty happy with how it turned out. </div>
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Second up was the fence! I have wanted a fence forever, but as you know fences are ridiculously expensive. It has taken a few years to be able to afford one. </div>
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The door down the hall were never finished. I had been terrified of finishing them, however it went really well. Two coats later the doors were done! Re-hanging them was horrific without Sean, but mom and I got it done. Love the new hall.</div>
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My great Aunt gave me the hutch. It was in horrible shape. It had been white, then green, then someone had decided it should look like wood again. Why people? why? We painted it red! I am in love with it. </div>
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The front of the house has these four windows that show into the garage. They have been a mess for years. Over the past couple month I have been working up to them. I am appalled at my self sometimes for my ability to make a project so much more complicated than it is. I got this done in under an hour. </div>
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<br />Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-84077157320414753982014-05-20T23:19:00.001-07:002014-05-20T23:19:11.558-07:00love her.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-19154318956891668352014-04-15T08:29:00.001-07:002014-04-15T09:06:07.164-07:00Friends<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Sometimes you just find a friend that makes you happy. Corbynn hasn't had the easiest time making friends. She struggles with peer communication and doesn't deal well when she needs to compromise. This year she found Ryan T. he has been the dream friend. I heard him comfort her numerous times over her party. He had an almost brotherly protector vibe going. It was so amazing to see her truly connect with another child. </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>I couldn't have pick a better kid for her to be friends with. He is sweet, nice, and all around a good kid. He makes her silly and that girl needs some silly in her life. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>It has been so hard watching her struggle with friendships. It almost seemed like she didn't even want them. I was SO worried last year when we made it all the way through 1st grade without a friend. I am grateful for this young man and his amazing family who has also encourage their unique friendship.</i></span><br />
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I think I say all the time how lucky I am; and I mean it. I am a lucky girl.<br />
I couldn't have a better man by my side.<br />
Today is our anniversary.<br />
I can't imagine what my life would be with out him. I owe Match.com big time for helping me meet this amazing fella.<br />
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Dear Mr. Jones, </div>
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You make me a better person. </div>
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You are my favorite. </div>
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Little Tabasco made my day.<br />
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Sean worked a lot so I spent some time in the room, hotel gym, and wondering the streets of San Fran.<br />
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The food was to die for... what you don't see is the wine and it was just as good.<br />
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I am sad to report the Sean ended up in the ER with his first kidney stone. It was a little crazy, but his new boss was amazing. T and his wife came with us to the hospital. They waited and supported us while Sean and I waited for word. It was nice to have that kind of support considering it was Sean's first week of work.Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-74095403293861158342014-01-26T21:36:00.004-08:002014-01-26T21:36:52.526-08:00Weekend Recap<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: 16pt;">The weekend was a total success!
We celebrated our good friend Jessica’s birthday with a huge bash. Jessica’s
birthday is always celebrated with a bar crawl that is themed “Rowdy Randy
Catholic School Girls” Sean dressed up in his nicest catholic school uniform
aka: a nice suit and tie with a pair of AWESOME red chucks.</span><span style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: 16pt;">I hadn’t seen him look that good sense we got
married. I couldn’t help but stare at my hot, hot husband. How did I get so
lucky? I wore a short plaid skirt, blue button up shirt, knee high socks and no
Catholic school girl outfit would be complete without pig tales.</span><br />
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short of incredible. I am just in awe of how accepting, loving, and talented.
We had a great time out celebrating Jess. She has been through a lot this year
and I think everyone needed a chance to let loose and love on her. We danced,
walked between bars, dance, and then put our friend in a cab. Sean and I went
over to another friends after sat in the hot tub and talked about life’s great
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<span style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: 16pt;">It was a great night filled with
love, laughs, and dancing. I came home feeling so secure in my life and
friends. It was great to be able to love on all of our friends. There was no
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<span style="font-family: 'Monotype Corsiva'; font-size: 16pt;">We also saw the secret life of
Walter Mitty. It made my heart sing. I love the movies that you leave wanting
to be better than you are. It made me think about living. Truly living. I keep
going back to how a felt a few years ago when I felt like I was living like
every day was my last. I felt very fulfilled. After watching the secret life of
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<br />Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-82884891403566852502014-01-24T13:59:00.002-08:002014-01-26T21:39:03.195-08:00On Style<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>I have never felt like I had a personal style. I've always worn casual clothes, never felt trendy or "in style". I have tried a couple time to mimic someone else rad style. It never fit me... I looked silly like I was wearing someone else. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>In the last couple years I have been trying a more trendy style with some staple pieces. That is what originally brought me to thifting. I wanted to spend less on clothes that would probably be out of my closet by the end of season. I wasn't comfortable in the second hand stores at first. I don't know why, but I wondered who was in the clothes before me. I wanted to wash them a hundred times before I even tried them on. I have gotten over all of this</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>I want to commit to only buying used clothing for the year, but I don't want let myself down when I need something that I can't find used. So, I am going to make a goal to only buy used. I will give myself a couple (5) items that can be purchased new. I am going to start this now and go until my birthday September 27th, 2014. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>Lets see how it goes. I am sure you want to see this all come to life. </i></span><br />
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We had a mid-week sleep over with Olivia this week. It went very well considering it was a school night. I know what you all are thinking... You let her have a sleep over on a school night? Well, no not exactly it was Sean. When I heard him say it I was completely amazed. Eli even looked at him and was like "what"???? I was surprised when he backed himself up. Dakota and Corbynn don't get weekends here so Sean thought she should have a chance to have a sleep over too. It was super cute.<br>
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Bad parent moment of the week was showing up at gymnastics after three weeks of not going to find out it was their mid-season performance. Luckily Oma and Opa had come just to watch them and take them to dinner after. It was good timing. Koda did her one handed cartwheel for the first time. It was awesome, totally awesome. She also did her front hand spring off the beam. I can't believe how far both of them are coming.<br>
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Just me being a mom.Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-75404260329611664952014-01-14T11:57:00.001-08:002014-01-14T11:57:07.215-08:00Today.<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Q5QyrqH1-lA/UtWWfU8IMkI/AAAAAAAACWI/--wonAEFeDw/s640/blogger-image-2077512880.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Q5QyrqH1-lA/UtWWfU8IMkI/AAAAAAAACWI/--wonAEFeDw/s640/blogger-image-2077512880.jpg"></a></div>Corbynn stayed home "sick" today. She just seemed off. Do you ever keep your kids home because they just don't look right?<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-j4D3nmsVAz4/UtWWke4YAnI/AAAAAAAACWY/p3k_pV7698I/s640/blogger-image--944279396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-j4D3nmsVAz4/UtWWke4YAnI/AAAAAAAACWY/p3k_pV7698I/s640/blogger-image--944279396.jpg"></a></div>Trying to get my water and steps in today!!<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XJCcOyL6xdc/UtWWhukqncI/AAAAAAAACWQ/mcRzLFynOFA/s640/blogger-image-228605609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-XJCcOyL6xdc/UtWWhukqncI/AAAAAAAACWQ/mcRzLFynOFA/s640/blogger-image-228605609.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Still feeling a little pale myself. I cleaned my kitchen spotless and normally that would have cheered me up, but I can't smell how clean it is. Took all the fun out of the clean. </div>Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-35813730804484228802014-01-13T12:52:00.001-08:002014-01-13T12:52:30.047-08:00Relationships and Communication<span xmlns=''><p> It is hard to believe that that so our ENTIRE lives revolve around just these two things. What is said, what isn't communicated clearly makes all the difference. I find that I don't communicate clearly when I am under stress. I have a very hard time saying what I need to when I think it is going to hurting other people. I am a true PEOPLE pleaser and it has led to bad business. I have had a lot of give my business trying to help people get on top. I am learning very quickly why people become hard business players because people take advantage of you. They use you and never look back because it is all about them. <br /></p><p> Sounds harsh I know, but it is SO true. I hate when people commit to something and then bail mid-way through drives me crazy. People shhezz..<br /></p><p><br /> </p><p>Have a told you about my thrifting obsession lately? Hi my name is Kayla and I am a thrifting addict. I love to stop and look through the stuff. Normally I don't leave with much but it always puts a smile on my face when I found something amazing. Today I went for girls snow boots and found them at the first stop. They aren't amazing but they are nice enough to last a few month until the snow lifts. They may only last until I find a cooler set. It is kind of like my own personal crack; the feeling of the chase, then if it fit/works and then the awesome feeling when I look at the price tag and realize I am only spending 2.99-10.00 dollars instead of 50-100 on an item. My husband thinks I am crazy but I think that I am in constant looking the amazing deal/find. It seems like if you don't go all the time you don't find the deals. So I go when I can. <br /></p><p><br /> </p><p>More on this later! <br /></p><p>I have been sick as fuck this week sorry guys for the lack of posting. </p></span>Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-90527065658953909532014-01-07T15:07:00.001-08:002014-01-07T15:07:26.500-08:00A little blah today<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>A had an awesome heart stress test today! I also realized how much makeup rocks! <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MOEPyM8tJlc/UsyIojMCIyI/AAAAAAAACVw/T4ZYeRayhDI/s640/blogger-image-407496986.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MOEPyM8tJlc/UsyIojMCIyI/AAAAAAAACVw/T4ZYeRayhDI/s640/blogger-image-407496986.jpg"></a></div><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yZKgxZs_U0k/UsyIrac1TPI/AAAAAAAACV4/QhDpxHDUMRc/s640/blogger-image--1269921260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yZKgxZs_U0k/UsyIrac1TPI/AAAAAAAACV4/QhDpxHDUMRc/s640/blogger-image--1269921260.jpg"></a>I will give a full update later... 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<span xmlns=""><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Sean has been off work since Dec, 16<sup>th</sup> which has been nice. It has been great to have that time together! I love that we can spend days together without killing each other (at least until the last few days). Sean is heading out of town on Sunday and it will be the first time we have been apart in our whole relationship. Crazy right? I honestly can't believe it. For two people that our SO independent we sure have done well together for this long. I am a little nervous/excited to see how I feel alone in the house. </span></span><br />
<span xmlns=""><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> I am trying to figure out what big change I can make in the house while he is away. That will wow him when he comes home. Any ideas? I am considering re-arranging our bedroom and buying a new bed spread or something. Who knows what will come too with my mother in town and a little bit of fun. </span></span><br />
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Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-18662042059418551712014-01-01T16:42:00.001-08:002014-01-01T16:42:01.607-08:00Day One.<span xmlns=''><p><span style='font-size:12pt'>Welcome to 2014. Deep down I know it is just another day, but it feels shinny and new. Unlike the last day of 2013 which felt raw, too soon, unfinished, and needing a couple extra months not a restart. However, today I woke up refreshed and realizing I can do anything I put my mind too. So enough of last year and on to year….<br /></span></p><p><span style='font-size:12pt'> Today I got Christmas out of the house. The lights, tree, nick-naks are all put away and with it 2013 was packed. I feel like glittering the whole house to make it feel shiny and new too. Alas my attitude will have to be enough glitter is messy and I don't think Sean would like it at all. <br /></span></p><p><span style='font-size:12pt'> I am sure everyone is doing exactly what I am doing right now. Putting my best foot forward in all my new years resolutions. My house is clean, juice was made, and I am here blogging away all while planning my first workout of 2014. Secretly hoping that blogging will keep me help accountable. We all know how that worked in the past (30 day juice cleanse, weight loss, running) Yep all failed in 2013. I took to the wine and enjoyed the wine a lot or at least I thought I did. Now looking back that was probably part of the problem. I am on the right track as of this morning let keep one foot into the other. <br /></span></p><p><span style='font-size:12pt'> We have Corbynn and Eli and no Koda this week. Dakota has been missing her dad a lot so she is spending some extra time there. Her step sister had a baby too, Koda thinks that is the coolest thing ever. She has been having a lot of out bursts. I think she is reaching to control her life a little. She gets upset screams and throws herself around and then will just cry and cry, but if you walk out of the room she stops. It comes with a lot of guilt of course; you don't love me enough to let me see my daddy, I don't love you anymore, you're not my favorite mom. It is hard not to get upset. I know it must be hard living in two houses with no real schedule, but we are going to have to make improvements. </span></p></span>Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-10755818400911422642013-12-31T14:56:00.001-08:002013-12-31T14:58:39.920-08:00New Year. New style. New Goals.<span xmlns=""></span><br />
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<span xmlns=""> <span style="font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro;">Looking back on the last year it was nuts. I did a lot of good things and failed to do a lot of things that I wanted too. I am taking full responsibility for those goals that were never reached. I spent a lot time consumed in "social media distractions". I know that social media increases my business but it can become a little excess. I am sure all you other Blogger/facetimers/instagramer know what I am talking about. I consider 2013 a huge year of growth for me mentally/physically/spiritually. I think I entered 2013 with rose colored glasses on. I was married to a wonderful man, working for what I thought was a great company, had a group of great friends. I was looking forward to a successful year. What I found out was I was without goals and didn't have a real plan for success. That applied both personally and professionally. This year is full of opportunity to fine tune what I started in 2013. I started a lot in 2013 and this year is going to be about follow through. </span></span><br />
<span xmlns=""><span style="font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro;"> First off personally I want to continue on my fight for a healthier life. I want to get back to my mostly veggie life style and re-incorporate juicing! I fell off the healthy train somewhere in 2013. It all goes back to follow through and what I want for 2014. I to work limiting the amount of box food I place into my body. I need to work toward having clean eating habits in order to keep that cancer at bay.</span></span><br />
<span xmlns=""><span style="font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro;"> Building a stronger body and working on making working out a priority in my life. In 2013 I worked out a lot. I made a lot of strides towards my body and I want to keep up those habits. I want to work out 3 times a week every week this year. I would also like to incorporate some yoga into my workout plan to go along with the running and weightlifting. </span></span><br />
<span xmlns=""><span style="font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro;"> I have been working on meditating to deal with stress and I love it so I want to continue doing that. I would like to branch out and work towards my own spiritual beliefs. I have spent most of my life as just agnostic and I don't know if that will change. I want to spend some time every month working on me and my beliefs</span></span><br />
<span xmlns=""><span style="font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro;"> I want to get involved in a parenting class to help combat the ever changing life with kids. I also want to make it a goal to have Sean and I on the same page when it comes to rewards and discipline. I believe that us being on the same page is going to be vital to making this blended family function well. We are making it right now just because the kids are all doing well, but with the teenage years right in front of us it is time to work together on a solid parenting plan. It isn't that we don't agree it is just that we don't have a plan. It seems like with melding two families together it is an area that needs follow through.</span></span><br />
<span xmlns=""><span style="font-family: Adobe Garamond Pro;"> The big goals of 2014 are mostly professionally. This last year has been hard on me professionally and that is no one's fault but my own. I took a lot of risks this year and I believe they will pay off going into 2014, but not without a plan to handle growth. I want to make a solid income above my current cost. I would also like to see myself close 24 deals in the next 12 months. Doing that is going to mean a lot of work. I need to set work hours for myself and stick to them. Having the option to work when I want has made for a lot of wasted time or time running with my head cut off. So I am currently working on my business plan more on that later.</span></span><br />
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Sean and I had a blast in at Grand Targhee Resort in Wy. We snowboarded for four days straight. Even though we didn't have mass amounts of powder we did have massive amounts of fun. We pulled in just hours after the sky had dropped 12 inches of powder, but before we had time to make it on the hill it was completely tracked out. We took one run and couldn't find a groomer it was a little rough... You know calf burning rough. :)<br />
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We went to x-mass dinner at the lodge and had a great experience with their four course meal. I had the sturgeon and Sean had the steak. I had never had sturgeon before and I don't think that I will ever be my top choice but it was good. Thick like a steak, yet flaky like fish. It came with the cutest little dessert and also LOTS of wine.<br />
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We saw a local Boise band there called Stoneseed. They were different, I really enjoyed their sound. I was surprised that I live in Boise and had never heard of them. The violinist was hard to watch due to her constant angry look on her face. If she hadn't been dancing I would have thought she hated her own music. I am excited to listen to the CD we got.<br />
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My snowboarding is getting a lot better. Every time I go out it gets a little easier to trust that my body really does know how to do this. I think it is funny how much of snowboarding is a mental gain. When I learned to board it was easy, I was just naturally good at it. After a couple knee surgeries and a lot of cancer later I wasn't feeling very awesome on the hill.<br />
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<br />Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-53885321733736899412013-12-23T09:16:00.000-08:002013-12-23T09:16:34.034-08:00Holiday LoveWe celebrated x-mass on winter Solstice. The year has gone by in a flash, and I am not sure where it has gone. It has been an amazing year without a lot a lot of speed bumps. I have been trying to compile a list of all the positives that happened this year and then I realized I am living those positives.<br />
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I am so thankful for my life. It has changed so much in the last few years. We have so much and my memory of having so little is so far in the back of my head. It just wasn't that long ago that putting gas in my car was difficult. Somethings change in a blink of and eye.<br />
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Sean and I leave for Grand Targhee in the in morning for 5 days. I am really excited to get some time with Sean. To be able to board for a few days and not worry about all the things that are coming ahead this year. My snowboarding has so much better in the last year, I am looking forward to being able to keep up with Sean. Sean has not been able to board to his skill level over the last three years while I have caught up. Not saying that I am good rider yet, but I am keeping up. My turns are getting sharper and more fluid and I am having a lot of fun on the hill. I can't wait to have a good time out there and to be able to see Sean having the same good time. Sean is going to go on a Cat ride and spend half the day snowboarding out in the thick of it. I don't feel like I am up to it yet this year, but I am super excited for Sean. He is going to love it.<br />
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<br />Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2661895571192602870.post-50404961048299498902013-12-13T21:06:00.001-08:002013-12-13T21:06:41.952-08:00my Heart.It is the season of heart. It is where the world comes together and celebrates giving, loving, and being a family. A whole heart. Well.<br />
This last few months my heart has been acting up and not in the greatest way. I have been running a lot lately and when I run my heart rate is over 210 after about .25 a mile. I knew that something was wrong, but admitting that is hard. Understanding it is worse; the truth is my heart is struggling to keep up. I am on a EKG for the next few days trying to figure how bad it is.<br />
I have spent the last couple days under playing it to the best of my ability. truth is I can't it may be way worse than I want.Coeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363867762083195400noreply@blogger.com1