BLACK FRIDAY HELL!! or not???

There is a reason I have always avoided Black Friday. I don't like shopping. I can't stand crowds, and I think it is absolutely ridiculous that people put themselves into a frenzy over "stuff." Then about a week 1/2 ago my sister in law Erin called me. She asked me if I wanted to go with her to the madness. You see, there was a pretty pricey item on sale for a great deal that both of us needed {wanted} to get from our children's Santa wish list. Crap. Now I'm torn. Do I go fight the crowds to save some money? Certainly I'm in NO position to not try to save some dollars whenever possible. But is it really worth staying up all night? Putting myself not only in the position of shopping madness, but also in the my least favorite nightmare store..Walmart? I told her I needed to think about it. I guess I always knew that I would end up going, the guilt of saving that money would get to me and I knew this, but I gave it my best effort of fighting it.

Now picture this: We get there, Erin has list and game plan in hand..{mom and Cam are both there too.} We send them to the line for the item that we both came for in the first place and Erin and I take off to see the games that are on sale for $7.00. Which by the way, really is a smokin' good deal on these particular games...Erin takes me back to where we stand and wait to grab..We have to wait until midnight to grab but see people start crowding around these items two hours ahead of time. I asked Erin how you do it, she says "as soon as they say GO, you grab whatever it is you are wanting and you do it as fast as you can bc it will be gone in seconds." Well I feel the pressure start to build..I'm checking out the cart of stuff and I see nothing that I wanted. We ask the Walmart employee {guard of all items} where these other items are and he says "watch the backroom door, they will bring out a new bin in a bit." So our eyes are on the door..Suddenly it opens and out rolls the cart..I ran over to it, spotted the items I was looking for, Score! BUT I soon realized they only put out FOUR of each item!! With all of the people wanting the same thing, and they really only put out FOUR of them??!! I was mad!! I felt tricked!! But I stood guard over them for the next hour 1/2. I knew that what I was doing was ridiculous, but as the minutes passed I found myself getting some sort of crazy adrenaline rush..my heart was pounding..suddenly those items were a NEED not a want..And I was going to grab them first. NOTHING or NO ONE was going to stop me. I began to think crazy things like "if that lady who is eyeing this item even DARES to grab it, she WILL regret the day she crossed me!" I was like a wild beast protecting her young. I knew the logic of the situation. I realized the ridiculousness of it, but I couldn't help myself..The more people that swarmed in around me, the more I KNEW I HAD TO HAVE IT AND THEY WERE NOT GOING TO STOP ME! I was as nervous as could be. Erin and I texted back and fourth to each other at our own posts while the anxiety was rising.. I started to realize there was no way that I was going to be able to grab the item on the bottom shelf and be able to grab the item on the top shelf also. I would have to make a choice..I couldn't bear it, so I created a game plan with the lady next to me. I told her I would grab her item on top if she hunched down and grabbed my item on the bottom.. It was genius! I was thinking, "I am so smart, none of these Walmartians will outsmart me!" Finally the time came! I heard "GO!" I grabbed my items plus hers, she grabbed her items plus mine..I was so quick that I realized I still could grab more if I wanted to! No ONE had been as quick as me! So I grabbed two other things just because and took off running out of the way of the other mental patients. Phew!! I DID IT!! I GOT THEM ALL!! EVERYTHING I WANTED! I WAS AMAZING!! I found Erin and as I showed her my amazing score, I found my hands were shaking!! Shaking from the crazy adrenaline rush! It was purely primal instinct at its finest!

Well needless to say, after an all night bender, we got exactly what we came for! It was a total success and we were amazing! Will I do it again you ask??? Well, it would have to be a big item again. I would never go to save a few bucks on small items. But I was able to get my big item, plus five other items for the price of the big item not on sale. So did I feel it was worth it? YES. Sadly..Yes I did.

Thirteen!!

Thirteen!!
It's such a pink, pretty, innocent, world at your feet, happy, bubbly, birthday candles, and wishes, crushes on boys, toilet papering is so much fun, slumber parties are the best, colored pens, "I"s dotted with hearts, fingernail polish, lipgloss, music, dancing, jumping on your bed in slippers, giggles, teen magazines, butterflies, long phone calls, braces, curls, shopping, frozen yogurt, teenage, bubblegum, happy, loveable age for a girl...

My wish for you Senekah, is that you realize, enjoy, and hang on to this age for all of its beauty, excitment and promise.. Happy Birthday my beautiful little girl!! I LOVE YOU!!

Marathon!!

I just ran a freakin Marathon!!! Stacie and I have been training for this marathon for the entire summer. It has consumed our every thought and taken over our lives. The moment finally arrived. Friday night we drove up to Logan and stayed in a hotel to be close to the buses that would take us up to the top of the canyon where we would officially begin the coolest thing either of us has ever done aside from child birth.
We stopped at a gas station before entering Logan canyon and got us a little power treat. After all, we were about to run a marathon! We could eat whatever we wanted!
I apologize for the play by play you are about to receive of this event, but it was a monumentous occasion and we needed to celebrate every detail. We checked into our hotel, went to the expo. to pick up our packets and then we were off to dinner. We went to a little dive called Fredrico's up on the USU campus. It was referred to us by a friend and turned out to be kind of a mistake. It wasn't that the food was horrible, but we were both a little too anxious to eat anything really. We each ate a bit, decided we felt sick, so we took the rest in a to go box and went back to the hotel to lay in our beds.













This is us and our pizza. Trying to smile and not puke or toot or whatever we needed to do find the relief we needed.
Back in our hotel room where we were free to let our air express itself the way it needed to..We shared in this experience and giggled and giggled like little old women that couldn't control their bodily functions..
Ahhh, feeling much better.
Then it was time to play again. We put on our fake tatoos that came in our race packets. I loved them! I kind of wish it would never wash off.
Stacie being what all girls are when they have a gno. Total goof balls
And then it was time to wake up. And although I had been laying there since 2:45 a.m. waiting for it to be 4:00 a.m., I took a picture of the clocks to show you how stupid crazy we really are.
And we are out the door to catch the buses.
When we arrived at the top of the canyon, it was still dark with a million jillion stars in the sky. It was freezing and beautiful. I didn't have the camera for this part which I regret. But I will try and describe it. We stood in line at the porta potties which is what you do before any race. I felt as if I was standing in some quiet reverent place, the silhouettes of the Mountains were surrounding us with the light of the stars and the sun barely making its first light. There was a path leading down to the start line that was lined with glow sticks so you could see your way. We made our way down that lit up path to the start and at exactly 7:03 a.m. the gun went off. Stacie and I grabbed hands, looked at each other and with tears in our eyes and began this 26.2 mile journey. It was now light out and the fall colors on the Mountains with the morning mist was so beautiful. I was just trying to soak it all in. The excitement, the energy and the beauty. We continued down the canyon for 6.5 miles and talked mostly of this experience. How we are a bit sad that it is going to be over soon and that we will never have a first marathon again. But proud of ourselves for actually standing in that place in time doing what we were doing. I remember feeling that I wish my family could see what I was seeing and feel what I was feeling.
My family greeting Stacie as she came out of the canyon at mile 14.5
And that's me in the black about 10 minutes behind her at this point going to greet my family. I stopped to give them hugs and say Hi. It was so good to see them.
At mile 16.5 I saw Erin who was waiting to run with me for a mile. When I saw her, I started to cry. She told me to let it all out but it was too soon in the game. I needed to keep my composure. At that moment James was standing beside me. I gave him a hug and we were off. James has been planning on meeting me for a couple of weeks now. And it has meant the world to me to know that I would have someone to rely on, perhaps carry me if needed. Someone to talk to and who has done this several times before. It gave me such comfort to have him there. We ran until about 17.5 and we saw the family again standing there cheering for us. I grabbed his and Erin's hand for the picture. Little did I know that James was doing a happy dance on the side of me. I had no idea he did that until I saw these pictures later.

My cheering squad. They were at 3 different places along the course and then the finish line. Everytime I saw them, I would get choked up a bit. I was so grateful for their support. James said to me "You are so lucky Lysa.." I know I am. I am blessed beyond words. But not only because of them, but because I have the best friends in the whole world also. Everyone of them left their cozy beds at 6:30 a.m. on a Saturday morning to drive an hour 1/2 to go and support me while running this race. And a few of them even ran it with me! Erin for a mile, and then Cameron jumped in and ran the last 10 miles with James and I. It was entertaining to run with those two for that long and it was also touching.
Somewhere along the course. I don't know what mile this is but we ran past my family again as they held up signs. Signs with big Hearts on them. Signs that said "26.2, you are doing it mommy!" And another that said "Tonight you will be able to sit on the couch eating your whole bucket of peanut butter perfection ice cream knowing that you just completed a Marathon!"
Somewhere around mile 19 my calves began to cramp up. It was a strange feeling that has never happened to me before. It was as if my calves were seizing. You could actually see the muscles quivering on their own. When it happened I would feel as though my legs were going to give out and almost get a collapsing feeling. It certainly wasn't the worst thing in the world that could happen, but it was still a little set back. I kept having to stop and stretch and then start again. I was running soooooo slllloooowww. And making many walking stops. James was patient, encouraging and helpful. Cameron was full of kind encouraging words. He kept saying things like "I can't believe you are doing this, I'm so proud of you." It meant so much to me to hear him say that. I laughed at their non-sense and they thoroughly entertained me even in the lulls. {which was pretty much the whole rest of the time} It was fun to run with them. I kept thinking to myself "what if they weren't here.." I couldn't imagine it. I was still nervous, feeling sick at times, dealing with the cramping and tired. My legs hurt. But through it all, they were making me laugh and enjoy all of it. I knew at that point that my time was going to be a disappointment to me. But when I would express that, they would both say something encouraging and understanding. James would say "I think your goal for this marathon should be right around 6 hours..then you won't be disappointed." It would make me laugh, and help me relax about it. I came in at five hours and thirty minutes. About 45 minutes slower then I had anticipated. But you know what?? Looking back on the whole thing, I wouldn't change a thing.. I realize that this is part of the experience of running a marathon. That you don't know what is going to happen, and that you don't know what your body and mind will test you with. But that all these things are part of it. And you need to enjoy it and embrace it because it is your own.

This is the three of us running up the home stretch. James broke off right after this picture was taken and went to find my family.
Cam on the other hand stayed with me into the finish line. Because rules don't apply to the White's. It didn't matter that he didn't have on a number, he ran through th chute anyway. I was worried that he might get in trouble but no one seemed to care or notice. I was actually grateful because over the loud speakers they announced my name as I came across the finish line. "LYSA SMITH!" And it was then that I finally let it all out. I had to hold on to Cam's arm as I cried. More like sobbed. I fell apart.
Cam clapping when they announced my name and the beginning of my sob fest.
I walked and fell into Scott's arms and sobbed some more. I tried to get a grip but every time I looked up and saw them all standing there, I would cry some more. First my mom and dad, then Stacie, then my kids, then James then Cameron and Erin, As I looked at all of them, I had a different thought for each one, a different story of that person that has helped me along this journey and I couldn't contain myself. I was exhausted. I was proud. I was in pain. I was happy. I was grateful. I was relieved. I was so overwhelmed with emotion. I can barely explain it. In fact I can't. I cant' explain what I was feeling.

I finally got control and was able to talk and celebrate. We sat on the grass and were able to share our stories with each other.
My mom and dad were really proud.

My hero's
My biggest best support group, Look at all of them!
We are now home and it is officially over. Well at least for some.
We went home, showered, rested and then put on our shirts and medals and hit the town for a celebration dinner at Smash Burger with our husbands. And yes I felt like a bit of a dork wearing our garb but we are just cool like that so we embrace the coolness that we are.
Eating yummy burgers with homemade french fries, & grasshopper shakes to finish off our big day!
So as I look back on it all, the only words I have left to say is I RAN A FREAKING MARATHON!

Phenomenon

We have a toothpaste bandit in our house. No one has ever seen him, No one has any idea what I'm talking about when I ask, but none the less, we have one. He likes to leave toothpaste in random places and he is clever that bandit. Creative if you will.


Here is example #1. The fireplace mantel.

Example #2. Very high up on the wall in the hallway.

And Example #3. The bottom of the stairs.. This area is also a place where other bandits think it is much easier to throw items down then to carry them. So not only is it a collecting place for toothpaste, it also has many other features such as holes, scuff marks and even what looks like to be chewed up baseboards. It is a strong selling point in our home if ever there needed to be one.

So if anyone has ever seen this bandit or knows where to find him, it would be most helpful.

Tutors and Tooters

Mom- "You guys, I will be back in a few minutes I have to go pick up your sisters from the tutor."

Boys- "SEN AND IZZY ARE AT A TOOTERS?!! HAHAHAAHA, what do they do at the TOOTERS? LEARN HOW TO TOOT???!!! HAHAHAHA"

Mom- "Ya, something like that..."

Hobble Creek 2010

I ran the Hobble Creek 1/2 Marathon again this year. I ran this same one last year, but last year I was alone. It was much better to have a friend to do it with this year. Stacie who was out of commision for a year with a pregnancy, came back. And she came back with a vengeance. She is solid, consistent, strong, competitive, and awesome. She kicked this half's butt and came in at 1:58. That is an awesome time. I came in at 2:11. Which does beat my last years time for this course by 9 minutes. I am proud of that. This is not my favorite race and I doubt I will do it again. They don't start on time and that to me, is just mean. The first 6 or 7 miles of this course are beautiful. But the last half I could do without.
That being said, I still loved our sleepover at Stacie's moms house the night before, I LOVED our awesome dinner we had that night at Pizzeria 7-12. And I had a great time! Proud of our accomplishment and proud that we finished another race. Congratulations Stacie my friend, Thank you for sharing this with me!




Standing in line to get my shirt.

A bit wasted, sweaty, and tired right after the finish line.

Recovering and reminiscing with each other..

The BEST Cheerleaders ever! Izzy was at a waterski activity, but other then that, they NEVER miss a race. I appreciate my support team.. Thank you guys!

I LOVE YOU!!

Sister To Be

I have a new sister to be, her name is Stephanie, she stole Anthony's heart and gave him a brand new start {yes I'm rhyming} And I want to welcome her to the family.

We went to her lovely bridal shower, we got lost on our way there, I trusted Gen to not make us late, and learned that was a big mistake!

But we got there just in time you see to play games and meet some new friends, We laughed and ate well, and enjoyed this new beautiful girl, And then I had to go pee..

OOOO LAA LAA!!!

Happy Groom

One game we played: Stephanie had to answer questions about Anthony and everytime she got one wrong, she had to put a gumball in her mouth..


She wasn't very good at this game...



Gen was not only bad with directions that night, but she tried to cheat too! She was trying to whisper the answers to Steph and so she had to eat some gum too..


Spitting out her Big WAD of gum.. It was much bigger than it looks here... CHEERS to the Happy, Beautiful Couple!!