What I Wore Wednesday

Happy Wednesday friends! 

Let's recap the past week's outfits shall we?  My love for yellow continues... be forewarned!

 Thursday: grocery shopping

dress: Goodwill

cardigan: Old Navy - yard sale

leggings and boots: Walmart

necklace: SarieJune (Yes! She opened an etsy store!!)

Friday: basketball games

Top and wrap sweater: Old Navy

jeans: Target

boots: Walmart

belt: yard sale

earrings: gift

 Saturday: Valentine's date night!

(to see our blast to the past rollerskating adventure click here.)

tunic: BCBG outlet

cardigan: Old Navy - yard sale

leggings: Walmart

boots: from a friend

necklace Fred Meyers

 Sunday: church

dress: Old Navy

cardigan: same as yesterday

belt: rummage sale

boots Walmart

necklace: same as Saturday

 Monday: prayer, Jana's to hang out

plaid shirt: Costco

wrap sweater: Old Navy

jeans: Gap - Goodwill

flats: Ross

Tuesday: bible study, basketball playoffs

shirt: Dress Barn outlet

jeans: same as yesterday

flats: Old Navy

flower pin: SarieJune

Honestly I don't know what I'm going to do when basketball season is over. As my friend Therese and I discussed earlier in the week... who else will we dress up for in our cutest outfits, other than all our friends we see at the games each week? ;)

To see other What I Wore posts check out The Pleated Poppy, where I'm linking up.

V-Day take two

The Valentine's fun didn't end Saturday night. Even if we celebrate a holiday, anniversary, or birthday on a different day, we still do cards and a little something on the actual day. 

Because it's THE RULE. 

(I'm very high-maintenance that way.)

So without further ado... pics from last night's family festivities... with commentary. I know, Fascinating!

The card on the left is from Russ to the kids, the card in the back is my (beautifully singing) card to Russ, and the lily plant and the card on the right are for me. 

Important side note: This card was for adult eyes only on the inside and had to be immediately whisked away while the kids were distracted. Nice one honey!

The Cadbury cream eggs were also for me, Russ pulled them out of his pockets at the end of our gift giving to my great delight. (He hasn't known me for 15+ years for nothing!)

Also, there was originally 4 of them.

And now there are only 2. 

Yum.

The kids were called to dinner to find their plates stacked with goods. Peanut butter chocolate hearts for all of them and new books for Kendall and Cooper and a fun flashlight for Blake. 

I love how easy to please our kids are. They were over the moon with excitement. 

And then Blake wanted nothing to do with his dinner because there was A GIANT CHOCOLATE HEART ALL FOR HIM!

Planning fail.

I didn't know Russ was going to get something for the kids too, just from him... so thoughtful. 

His personalized art work had Kendall and Cooper roaring. 

I was just concerned about their LACK OF HANDS.

I made a new recipe for dinner... Laura's Baked Spaghetti. We all approved... mmm, mmmm.

And then Russ watched G.I. Joe with Cooper before heading off to basketball practice, I sewed with Kendall, and Blake ate chocolate to his heart's content :)

I hope you all had a wonderfully sweet Valentine's day as well!

Love, Jodi

Oh Valentine

Happy Valentine's Day!

Please excuse my blogging break, it was a busy weekend full of basketball games, more basketball games, church, and the all-important nap. But the best part was Saturday night when we celebrated Valentines by going out on a special date.

Here's what we did:

1. Dinner at Stanfords. DE-LISH.

Check out the starter salads with cheesy focaccia bread, YUM.

Russ loved his rib-eye and my Thai chicken linguine was divine. I was all set to order a filet mignon when I saw the description of the pasta dish... cooked in a ginger-coconut peanut sauce. Sold.

2. Next up was rollerskating at Oaks Park. 

Folks, we hit the jackpot. It was hip-hop dance off night! HOLY. AWESOME.

(I didn't get any pictures of this because my camera was locked safely away in our locker, as Russell's childhood memories of this place included his stuff being stolen. Twice. So here are some pictures I snapped right before we left...)

Russ hadn't skated since he was a kid but picked it up again quickly and lapped me easily. As for me (who has skated once since I was a kid), I didn't fall down, so felt like it was a successful night. 

Seriously, this was sooo fun, we did the couples-only skates, got ice-cream, people watched, and of course ran into people Russ knew. Never fails. 

3. We ended the night at the movies where we watched The King's Speech. I liked it. Russ pretended to snore when the final credits rolled. 

As we were walking out I said, "didn't you like it even a little bit... especially at the end?"

Russ paused before answering, "It was dreadful". 

Don't listen to him. Obviously a guy who lists Happy Gilmore and Major Payne among his favorite movies isn't the best judge of a movie with 12 Oscar nominations.

Seeing it together had it's plus side though - we talked to each other in English accents all the way home, cracking each other up. I think I pulled it of pretty well, while Russ's cockney accent sounded like Eliza Doolittle off My Fair Lady ;)

Another successful Valentines on the books, and tonight we'll celebrate with our kids which will be really fun because I have a couple of surprises up my sleeve for them.

And for a quick laugh... here's a picture of us on Valentine's Day circa 1998.

Check out our trendy duds! 

My only memory of this day is that we went to the mall, got in an argument about who knows what, and Russ made me so mad that I walked off in a fit, flipping him the bird over my shoulder. Except I never did things like that and apparently didn't even know how to do it correctly. Russell laughed so hard that he ran and caught up to me to apologize and things were peachy after that.

Until he made fun of me for it relentlessly. Which actually he still does to this day, reenacting it and everything.

But I guess there are worse things I could be accused of than not knowing the proper form of flipping someone off so I'll let it go.

Since you're all wondering

Well it's really just my Grandma wondering, but because I was all, "hey, guess what I'm doing", earlier this year I feel the need to keep an open account here. 

Weight Watchers. 

dun dun dun dunnnnnn.

My first three weeks I lost about a pound each week. Then I went on this little thing called a "girls getaway" at the beach and gained 5 pounds. In four days. Oh yes, I know how to LIVE. IT. UP.

So I skipped weigh-in that week because I was ashamed. And this past week I only lost half of that weight gain, but decided to face the music and go back to weigh-in last night anyway. Soooo, I'm offcially up 2.4 pounds for a grand total loss since I started of... wait for it...

.6 pounds (that's point six). In 5 weeks. A-MAZing!

I came home a little down. And a little embarrassed. But then Russell watched American Idol with me and held my hand the entire hour-long episode, and went and got me a drink when I said I was sooooo thirsty, and took care of Blake when Cooper came out of his room begging for the love of mercy could we please control his monkey-attacking little brother because he was trying to go to sleep? (I paraphrase). 

So I'm good now. And ready to try again, a little harder this time.

Monday, Monday ( la la la...)

Just another typical day yesterday...

The kids got up at 6:30 am and by 6:50 am Kendall and Cooper had both "lost the freedom" of speaking to each other. 

Peace reigned for a glorious 45 minutes and I even got my personal devotion time in, in between being pestered by Blake to "watch dis" every 5 minutes as he performed fancy tricks like opening his mouth really wide or power chopping an imaginary bad guy with his sweet super hero moves. 

After dropping the kids off at school I went to my Monday morning prayer group and then came home to do some housework. 

But I stopped at the computer to check my email first. 

And then my blog feed.

And then facebook.

And then people.com. (I admit it freely, I occasionally frequently like browsing through the daily star tracks photos and reading the headlines.)

Then it was time for lunch and Blake's afternoon nap. Okay, it was time for Mama's nap... I had a busy weekend! (Plus we stayed up late Sunday night watching The Count of Monte Cristo for the zillionth time, because it's such a classic you know.)  

2:30 pm rolled around and it was time to pick up the kids from school.

We arrived back home at the same time as Russ got home from work and the kids wrestled with their daddy while I did the dishes.

Then Russ and I decided to start getting caught up on American Idol and watched the first two hour episode. (I'm thinking I'm going to like this season, although Steven Tyler's plastic face is kinda hard to watch.)

The older kids did their homework and then got sucked into Blake's Blue's Clues episodes on Netflix, which I thought was really funny since they're almost 8 and 10. 

At 5:00 pm I decided it was time to get serious about the house and turned into Mrs. drill sergeant on a mission - everyone busted through the chores, the wonderful hubby included, while he rapped made up songs to us all and I sometimes threw in lines like "I love your DADDY when he does my stuff!" and Russ rapped back "And I love your MOMMY cause she thinks I'm buff" and then we'd bump rears and get down with our bad selves and the kids would crack up laughing.

Easy pancakes for dinner, where I made fun of Russell for the hundredth time for being messier than all 3 of the kids combined. I even took a picture for your viewing pleasure...

We like our pancakes with powdered sugar, thank you. 

Then Russ left for basketball practice and the drill sergeant went back to work, organizing the troops and delegating left and right to finish the chores. Much was accomplished (including sweeping, vacuuming, dusting, and the likes) and the troops were rewarded accordingly. And then sent to bed early for getting in trouble for unrelated offenses. 

Aren't you glad you're not a kid in my house?

Actually, don't feel bad for them. They each got up at least 3 times for serious issues like a "sore mouth", a "runny nose", "can I have a friend over this weekend?", and "Blake is swinging from the bunk bed again", managing to drag out the evening indefinitely and ensure maximum vexation on my part.

Eventually Russ came home from practice and twisted my arm to watch another episode of American Idol (or he suggested it and I said "sweet!", same dif) and then we reverted to our 60 year old alter egos and climbed into bed to watch it (thanks to my Mum's borrowed laptop), with my heating pad behind my back and Russ's humidifier steaming away.

Don't be too jealous.

BUT THEN... Russ remembered the Blazers were playing and had to turn on the radio to listen to the last 3 minutes, which turned into 6 minutes, which turned into me leaving the room to switch the laundry, only to return and find him dead asleep. 

Today we plan on cleaning our dentures and rocking on the front porch.

So that was Monday, just another successful day in the life!