Two More Days Until NaNoWriMo Begins!

I am so, so, so, so, so, so, so excited! National Novel Writing Month begins in just TWO MORE DAYS!

In two more days, I'll be glued to my computer either typing until my fingers bleed or beating my head against my desk because my characters have blocked my MoJo flow. And I'll keep doing that every single day of November with the goal that I will end the month with 50,000 words written.


Cause I'm a writer and apparently a glutton for punishment. Thankfully, I have a whole slew of friends who are going to torture themselves, too. So we can all moan (I mean cheer) each other on.

Go NaNoWriMos!!!!!

Keeping Up with 1st Graders

Today I accompanied my first grader on his very first field trip. We went to a farm/orchard. It was totally fun and quite the work out. We were almost constantly walking for about four hours. My Fitness Pal chart better be liking my exercise today!  =)

Here are a few of our favorite pics:

 We saw lots of gourds of all different colors and sizes.

 We just might use some of these for our yearbook!

 Rob and I both laughed about this sign at the piglets pen!

 Rob's favorite animals we visited - this very loud, opinionated gaggle of geese!

 Me and my favorite first grader!

After we all got on the bus to head back to the school, Rob and I snuggled up. Then I fell asleep until we arrived back at our school - a little over an hour away!  Those first graders really know how to wear a mom out! 

Rome Italy Temple

This is a gorgeous and inspiring video about the Rome, Italy LDS Temple. The groundbreaking for construction was yesterday, October 23rd, 2010.

Donations Needed for Upcoming Autism Auction

The non-profit I co-founded - Friends of Giant Steps - is collecting donations for our annual auction. All of the proceeds support the GIANT Steps Autism Preschool in Orem, UT. Our son (the really handsome kid in the picture over there) attended GIANT Steps, and I can honestly say it's what helped him to progress, come out of his little world, and discover how to learn. The two years he spent attended GIANT Steps became the foundation for the rest of his life.

If anyone would like to donate autographed books, services (editing, massages, etc), or anything else (gift certificates, baby blankets, electronics, etc), please let me know. All donations are tax deductible, as Friends of Giant Steps is a 501c3. You can send your donations before November 15th directly to Crystal Hendrix at the following address:

Crystal Hendrix
467 North 360 East
Orem, Ut 84057

For anyone interested in attending the auction - or posting the information on your blogs - here's the event information:

GIANT Steps Autism Preschool Charity Auction
Friday, November 19th, 2010
6:30-9:00 pm

Wasatch House
605 E. 600 S.
Provo, UT

Thank you!

Caution - Sexy Fat Chick Coming Through!

I had a super funny experience at the gym today. I got hit on by a super buff guy. Now, let me preface this story by telling you I do NOT look like some of these chicks who work out at my gym:

See the toned arms and legs, the flat tummy, the smile? Nope not me at all. Not to mention the fact that she's hardly even sweating (if she is at all!).

No, I look more like this:

Notice the flabby thighs, padded butt, and jiggly arms. Now add a pony tail, a super red splotchy face (thanks to my Black Foot Indian & English descent), mega sweat pouring all over my face, soaking through my XL Jared Coones Run shirt, and yes, stinky, nasty smell (cause I haven't showered since Saturday night) - and you've got me today. Hey, what can I say - I have a very realistic view of my body.  =)

Which brings us back to my story. I've been working out at the gym a lot for my weight loss challenge. There's a super buff guy there, who I see just about every time I'm there. He always smiles and says hi. I always assumed he was one of the personal trainers I didn't know. So, being the polite person I am, I nod or say hello as I pass by too. That's it.

Until today.

About thirty minutes into my running &weight training workout (which was totally kicking my butt - hence the red face and mega sweat), I ran into this guy again while running one of my laps. I had to slow down and walk around some ladies blocking the path & this guy (walking the opposite direction) stops me.

He motions for me to take off my headphones (cause I like to blast Bon Jovi and try to forget the torture I'm putting myself through).

I pulled out the ear buds. "Hi," I said, panting and trying to catch my breath.

"Hi, I'm Steve. What's your name?" Buff Guy said back.

"Danyelle," I reply. Hey, I'm nice like that!

"I see you here a lot, working out and pushing yourself. I just wanted to say I think you're doing a great job. Keep it up," he said.

I smile. "Thanks."

He smiles back, then turns back to head wherever he was going and I put my headphones back on and continue my lap. About ten minutes later, Buff Guy comes up to me again. This time while I'm lifting weights.

"Hey," he said. "I was wondering how often you come in. I thought maybe we could plan some days to work out together."

At this point, I was trying to figure out if that's a business question and he's trying to drum up some more personal training clients or if he's actually asking me a personal question. So, I figured being honest is the best route to go.

"Well, it just depends on my kids schedules."

A surprised look crosses his face. "Oh. You have kids. How many?"

"Four," I reply.

His eyes bug out. "You have four kids?"

"Yes." Just imagine the smile on my face.

"So, I assume you're, uh, married?" Buff Guy asks.

"Yes, my hubby and I have been married for twelve years." I probably looked like a dork, all sweaty with a cheesy grin on my face.

"Oh. Well, uh, have a great work out." And man, he was outta there lickety split!

So, I guess that means he wasn't a personal trainer for the gym, huh? I made sure to stop by the personal trainer board after my work out, and guess what? No Steve's.

I came home, told my hubby about Buff Guy and just couldn't stop laughing! Man, why do these things have t happen when I don't have a friend around to say, "Holy smokes! Did you see that???"

This brings me to a question - Why would a guy try to pick up a nasty-smelling-sweaty-obviously-overweight chick at the gym? Is my allure just that magnetic?  (Yeah, you can peel your laughing behind off the ground now . . . )

I did learn one important lesson today. Apparently it doesn't matter how much we chickies weigh or even how good we smell. If we just keep working hard to be the best chicks we can be, we're always attractive, sexy, beautiful, gorgeous women.

Even if we are red-faced, sweaty, and stinky.

Speed Bumps Ahead

This past month has been full of great big huge speed bumps. It seemed like each time I thought I had cleared one, another came up even bumpier than the last. It's been a tumultuous time. There were many days when I was so exhausted by the stress, I ended up with chunks of time in bed or on the couch with my preschooler trying to recover.

While I really dislike speed bumps, they do bring the important things back into focus. I've re-learned something very important - my family is the most important thing in my life. Sometimes everything else in life has to be put on hold so I can just concentrate on them. I also renewed my testimony of just how comforting reading the scriptures with my children can be. Sometimes when life gets hard, I am tempted to put the scriptures aside and just work my way through my problems. I'm grateful my kids were so insistent that we continue with our routine of reading the scriptures together before school - even if they did have to drag Mom out of bed.  =)

It seems that as of this moment, life is back on track - or at least as on track as it can be. But even though we're functioning smoothly again, I know I'll eventually hit more speed bumps. I'll just keep my fingers crossed that it will be a while before they spring up.  =)