Jane Eyre, by Charlotte Brontë

This book has been on my "to read" list for a while. Originally published in 1847, Jane Eyre is the story of an orphan girl without friends or family, except an uncle's wife who swore to her late husband to raise Jane as her own child, but despises her and makes her life miserable.

Though I enjoyed the beginning, it wasn't really drawing me in. I may have mentioned before, but when I read I tend to really get into books, and don't do much else until I'm done. Jane Eyre, while I was enjoying it, was seemingly easy to put down and come back to. Until I was 250 pages in. Then I couldn't put it down.

The book is written as Jane's autobiography, and starts with her as a ten-year-old, living in the care of her hateful aunt. She is soon sent away to school, which at first is not much better. That situation is soon remedied, and she graduates and becomes a teacher. After a few years she itches to explore more of the world, since she has seen nothing outside of Lowood school for the last ten years.

She advertises as a governess and lands a job teaching young Adèle, ward of a mysterious Mr. Rochester. I am not an expert a writing book reviews, and am always afraid of giving too much away, so I will stop there.

I most frequently read young adult fiction, and though this probably falls in the same category, it was very different from the last several books I've read, especially in the vocab department. I flatter myself, but I feel I have a fairly large vocabulary, but, due especially to the time this was written, there were several words and phrases with which I was unfamiliar, but not so much as to make it difficult to understand.


My Sweet Grandpa

I got a call early this morning from my dad. My grandpa passed away at 3:30 this morning. While naturally the first reaction was of sadness and loss, the more I think about it, the more it seems a blessing. Grandpa has not been doing well. He's been in a nursing home for the last-?-over a year. The last time I saw him was Christmas of '06. Rico wasn't even born yet. While I am sad that Rico will never get to know his great-grandpa, I am glad that he is in a better place, and free from the pains of his life.

It seems easy and natural to me to believe in Heaven. It just feels right. I ache for people who do not have the knowledge that they can see their loved ones again.

I mourn, yes, but I rejoice, knowing that he is my grandfather eternally.

And so it begins

Today was day one of week one of my Couch to 5K. My "run" consisted of a five minute warm up walk, some stretching, then jogging for 60 seconds, walking for 90 seconds, repeated for 20 minutes. I have to say, I am quite pleased with myself. I got up at 5:00 this morning (yes, I know) since that's really the only time that I'll be able to do this. Not only am I not a runner, but I am NOT a morning person. Today it was fairly easy to get up, but we'll see about Thursday.


Call me crazy...

For those of you who know me, I am NOT a runner. In fact, I have never even liked to run. (Except maybe once, in third grade.) But occasionally, I get a bizarre, unexplainable urge to go for a run. And usually I end up with severe shin splints. So, recently, this urge has been attacking me, and I have gone running (read: jogging/walking at a miserably slow rate) a couple of times. But then the urge fades and I shrink back into my normal, comfortable, non-exercising routine. Unfortunately for me, this time it's not going away. The problem is, since I'm not a runner, I don't really know how to go about it without killing myself.

Then Janssen made a reference to the Couch to 5K program. It took me a couple times reading her brief reference to it to look it up, but I think I'm going to try it. Sonnet has recently taken up running as well, and I figure if she can do it, I can do it. So here goes nothing. I'm posting this so that I can't back out next week, but I actually have some virtual accountability to someone other than myself. Wish me luck!


No, seriously, check me out!

I have no HTML skills, and I mean zero. However, I would like you all to take a minute and be AMAZED with my blog.

Yes, I did it myself (sort of). Thank you to my cousin-in-law, Amy for leading me to this site where I stole/altered some HTML to make three columns, and which also led me to this site, where I found the color of my dreams (at least on my monitor)!

So I hope you enjoy!

So much to celebrate!

Well, I've been meaning to blog for several days, but it's so much harder to find the time when Tom is home all day. I'm certainly not complaining, I love having him home! Right now he's off reffing a couple basketball games before his own, and I got the kids to bed right after he left, so I have a few hours to myself. I'm beginning to appreciate that more, Mom.

First, Rico is officially weaned! Hallelujah! I can finally wear normal bras again! (Sorry guys.) He'd been sleeping through the night, and just nursing once during the day, but we're finally done!

Next one the list of exciting things, Tom has the week off! One of the nice things about being a teacher is the weeks off (albeit unpaid) in December, February and April. Summer's nice too, but he usually gets another job.

Third, Tom took the GRE yesterday. He did about average on the verbal, above average on the math, and we'll see how he did on the writing portion. Though they recommend not taking the test cold, he didn't have any prep time, so I'm pretty impressed. Now, we just cross our fingers that it's good enough for the program he wants to get into.

Then, Rico officially took a step today. He's really good at standing, so for the last few days I've been standing him up, then trying to get him to step to me, but he usually just plops down and crawls over, or dives, but today he started stepping once, then diving! Progress!

And then, they've cast the Cullen family for the Twilight movie. Can I just tell you how stoked I am? I was pretty freaking obsessed when I first read the books, and I'm still pretty obsessed, but what can I say? Check it out here.

And finally, I officially submitted my final school assignment of EVER! For those of you not aware, I have been working on a Bachelor of General Studies degree from BYU with an emphasis in Family Life. It's taken me 6 years all told, from when I started at BYU, but now, I am finished. Granted, they still need to grade a test from my nutrition class and the papers from my capstone class, but I AM DONE! Hooray!


Slave or Goddess?

Some days I feel like a slave. Picking up toys that are scattered in every nook and cranny; changing diapers, only to have to change them again ten minutes later; doing dishes after they've been sitting for too long and have gotten all crusty; wiping banana mush off of Rico's face and hands, and out of his hair, and off his chair, and off the floor.

Other times I feel like a domestic Goddess. Like yesterday when I had soup simmering on the stove, rolls baking in the oven (both from scratch) and steak marinating in the fridge for dinner tonight. Or this morning when, by 8:00am, I had a load of laundry in the washer and one in the dryer, the dishwasher was running and I was making pancakes (yes, from scratch) for Ella, who was playing nicely (for once) with Rico.

I wish it could always be the Goddess, but I guess then I wouldn't appreciate it, and neither would anyone else.



Does anyone know how to stretch or center the photo in my header?

If so, please inform me, cuz it's bugging me!

UPDATE: Thanks Dad!!!


Extras--Scott Westerfeld

My book finally came! I suspended my book fast (it was a pre-arranged exemption) and read nearly the whole thing yesterday. I finished the last 10 pages or so this morning. It is great. I loved the whole series and am planning on reading other books by the same author.

This story starts three years after the ending of the third book and has a different main character. I really liked Aya and the other characters, and once again recommend the books.



Ella is currently in love with George--Curious George, that is. She wants to be just like him. The only problem is that the older (original) books are not so PC. Example:
Yesterday she came up to me holding an empty film canister and we had the following conversation (this is severely shortened. It lasted about 10 minutes.):

Ella: This is my pipe. I'm going to smoke my pipe.
Me: Um, that's not such a good idea.
E: I like to smoke my pipe.
M: Do you remember how we talked about that it's not a good idea to smoke?
E: Yeah, I'm smoking my pipe.

This went on and on. I finally had to ignore her to get her to move on. I was trying not to laugh, because I didn't really think I should encourage that...

Multiple personality disorder

So those of you who read my blog regularly have probably noticed that I have changed the template like 5 times in the last two weeks. I just can't find the right one. I'm still not one hundred percent positive that I like the current one, and will probably change it up again soon. Let me know what you think.


Happy Birthday Rico!

It's been quite a fun weekend. Rico turned one yesterday and we celebrated with a big party on Saturday. Fun was had by all.

There was lots of good food.

Ella was dressed in mono-color again (shocker!)

Rico didn't mind the extra help opening his presents (I'm just there to moderate).
And he LOVED his cake!


Pretty in Pink, or Purple... but not Both!

Ella picks her own clothes and has been feeling a little mono-chromatic lately. Though you can't see her feet in the pink picture, her socks are also pink, as are her ponytail holders. She has also sported the all blue, and today tried for all red, but her red pants were in the wash--bummer!