coffee cake

Our little 3 year olds that we teach in church crack me up about every 5 minutes. Elliott has them trained when he asks, " Who is the boss?" They point to him and say "you're the number one boss" and they point at me and say "that is the number two boss". Ha ha! They are so sweet, I get more compliments from them than anyone. We were playing duck duck goose ( which they almost have a solid understanding of) and one little girl touches my eye lashes and says, " I like your.. these". They say the darndest things. They have taught Elliott and I so much, I adore them.

It was a lovely Sunday. I made coffee cake for breakfast, and we had a leisurely morning and took off to church. Elliott laid a blanket out on the lawn when we got back and read a book. Which didn't last long as alone time because I came out, and then melly dog trotted on over and tried to cuddle. She loves family time. We had dinner at the in laws and took husband's grandparents on a field trip of Elliott's current projects. I am so excited about our orchard, and grateful for my hardworking husband who manages to do everything that he does. And look fine while he does it.

Goodbye weekend!

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sandwich's first steps.

first steps from kayla goodrich on Vimeo.

This was my fun for the day. Ice Cream Sandwich Kitten taking little wobbley cat steps. Little sis wasn't as enthralled as I was, and if you have the audio on, you can hear her saying that if I tag her in this on Facebook she will delete me as a friend. Yes, I love the baby cats. I am not ashamed. And now I have a key to my momma's house so I can see the little fuzzies anytime I want! Little sis is thrilled.

Buh bye now, it is a day dedicated to homework!! And garden work! I am going to finish my second class this weekend.!!

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visualizing the halfsie.

The gun fires. We take off. I feel peaceful and calm and strong. I feel happy in my new purple athletic top and running capris. The purple says, you are a powerful lady. You will demolish this race. We find our place with a pack of other women who have a decent pace. We stick with them for the first 5 miles or so. And then, We pick them off. One by one. I think about how tired I am and slowing down, so I push myself harder. I think thoughts like, " She believed she could, so she did" and "you're legs aren't giving out, your head is, keep going." And other quotes I found on pinterest. At the water pit stop I grab some, and poor it all over my face really dramatically and hope some gets in my mouth (just kidding.... mainly.) The miles go by faster than expected. MILE 12! AND WE ATTACK! Our fastest mile! We pick all the middle aged women off! Our legs feel like jello and we may puke but we fight it till the joyful end. AND SPRINNTTT IT IN!!! We cross the finish line!! I put my hands up and do my little "woo!!" thing that I do at the end of all our long runs! I hug the RBJ! WE HAVE DONE IT!! Nobody wets their pants!! And if they do we don't say anything about it!! We are happy. We are accomplished. We ran a half marathon.

I wish I could get this psyched about my diversity and inclusion paper.

xo,
Kayla

also I know it may seem that all my posts are about running, or baby cats, or my sweet online education. it's because they are. that is kind of my life right now.

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date night

Sometimes doing what we do every night and still calling it date night is still exciting. The only difference about tonight than any other evening is that we are going to watch extra episodes of Mad Men and pick up a pizza so I don't have to cook. And probably I am going to trick Hubs into giving me a legitimate back massage.

Today RBJ and I ran 10 miles. With a pack of semi-wild dogs running behind us. One would join up at about every house we passed. We also spent a legitimate amount of time calling to what we though was Jamie's dog, but was really a coyote. And then we couldn't figure out how to use a water bottle we ended up all spilling all over ourselves. As you can see, it was a level 10 entertaining run as far as runs go.

I cannot wait for the day of rest. Also known as Sunday.


xo,
kayla

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halfsies marathon

I am reading this running article about how it is important to stay hydrated for runs longer than 45 minutes. In cross country in high school, we would just jog onto people's laws and drink out of their hoses, and on hot days our coach would meet us with a cooler of water, and we would throw half of it at each other. So now that I don't have any neighbors to steal hose water from, it becomes really technical. There is so much running gear you could have. What happened to just running shoes and the open road? Or maybe that was never a thing, maybe I didn't know anything about running besides that I was pretty fast on a good day. So now I am looking at running belts with cute little water bottles and special sports gels, and the only thing I am thinking is... " how much can I stuff into my sports bra?" Maybe a gel pack or two, but if I want to bring along water we are going to have to go up a cup size. Or maybe buy a bra that comes in cup sizes as opposed to same ones that I have had since the 9th grade that came in a 5 pack at wal-mart, eh?

Look how cute this is! I could pack a small lunch in there! Hook some mace on the strap. I'd be set.


Speaking of cute, does it get any cuter than this little kitty baby?

Not much my friends, not much.
Also I kind of went all midwife when this little guy was born.. And saved it. So, I love this one a little extra.


xooo,
kayla

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the week of the missing hubs

As Elliott was packing up to leave ( and I was hiding lovey dovey sticky notes in his suit case when he wasn't looking), I mentioned to him that I have never spent more than a weekend by myself. Since he was leaving for 9 days it was kind of intimidating. There was a lot of cereal for dinner, a grand portion of my evenings spent at my mom's house, and a lot of, "melly dog? did you hear that?" when trying to go to bed by myself at night. Mel spent most nights posted right outside my bedroom door, that is until I'd fall asleep and she would sneak onto the couch! Bad Mel. There was lots to keep me busy though, between my morning runs, work, school, and me incessantly going over to my mom's to see the baby fuzzy kittens.

I tried not to worry about Elliott in Ghana ( he was there checking out a few friend's farms), and looked forward to his skype calls. I think it is really interesting to be on your own for a while, because without the expectations of your spouse, you really see what is important to you. Turns out, meals are not, but is clean house is for me. And I was actually better at getting out of bed since there wasn't anyone all warm to snuggle up to when I woke up.

I am happy to have the man back, even if it does mean cooking legitimate meals and folding two people's laundry instead of one. People said, oh you must be so lonely! But the thing is I kind of crave solitude from time to time, and I don't think you have to feel lonely just because you are by yourself. Sometimes it is nice to miss someone, and be missed.

Plus now I get all giddy when I see him like a high schooler and just want to maul him with hugs : )


xo,
kayla

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mind over matter

"The miracle isn't that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start."
-John Bingham


And that is how I feel about today's 8 miles. All I could do was put my shoes on, and get out there. They say running is ninety percent mental. It is. I knew my body could do 8. The struggle was convincing my head that I could do 8. I just have to keep imagining myself at the finish line of the half marathon. I felt so accomplished today, I can't imagine how accomplished I will feel then! When we were done I just wanted to lay down in the cold grass and cry happy tears and hug everyone. But I didn't, because that is why you have a running buddy, so you don't do embarrassing things like that. I am so grateful for RBJ. We motivate each other.

Also, planners motivate me. I love check boxes. And getting a colored pen and CHECK! Another paper bites the dust.


exhausted,
kayla

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Mom Day

Shopping for baby clothes is the most enjoyable form of shopping. I joke not. Pink kitty feet pajamas. Rompers. Ruffle butt leggings. Everything looks adorable on a chubby little baby, the more ridiculous the better! I spent the day shopping with my mom and getting things that she needs for her little bundle of joy, and many things that she doesn't "need" but I couldn't put down. Lets be real, everyone loves shopping for baby showers and having an excuse to look at the baby things. I just want the kid to have everything, and even got crazy in target and grabbed a giant bear off the shelf and dumped it in my mom's cart and ran off. "BUY ALL THE STUFF!!" It is good to know now that I have little to no self control in the baby department for future reference.

After all that, the only thing that looked appealing to me were sweatpants. That happens when my sis and I go shopping sometimes. Dressing room mirrors are just the living worst. Or maybe it was that everything seemed blah in contrast to everything with ruffles and bows and elephants all over it. I had all these great intentions but the only things that called out to me were flannel and had elastic waistbands. That is when you should probably leave the mall. And go to hobby lobby!! Something about being in there makes me want to paint my own birdhouse , sew some curtains and take up oil painting. And live there. Oh, the lobby of hobbies.

It was a wonderful day with my mom! We ate sushi and laughed like school children. I am so grateful for my Momma time.

xo,

Kaya

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Sandwich

Meet Sandwich, formally known as Ice Cream Sandwich. He or she ( who even knows) was born last night and is one of 4 fuzzy babies.

I have never seen kittens being born, or anything for that matter, so it was quite the vomit inspiring experience for my little sis and I. However, it is amazing how this cat who isn't much more than a kitten herself has all of these instincts and is such a good mommy already. Look at that baby, already moving around at less than a day old! I could spend hours just watching the little fuzzies meow around. Oh wait, I did.

Which is why I am even more pleased to announce that I accomplished things today! I finished a paper and got it turned in ( the LIVING WORST PAPER EVER, I might add), took my final math exam and ran 5 miles with the amazing RBJ! In the snow. In April. And then since I did my laundry on warm, I got an icy cold shower. Clean clothes... hypothermia... you win some you loose some I guess.

xo,

kayla

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my week

We went to dinner and my handsome spouse ate a steak bigger than his face.

Pretty much I think the word spouse is hilarious.

I love to grab him around the waist and say... "GOTCHA YOU BIG SPOUSE!"

At which point he would carry me off and tickle torture me untill I beg for mercy.

Marriage is fun.

Conference at Grandma's! A nice photo of the potholes for you.

Casserole, brownies, and the voice of the prophets were enjoyed by all.

I made sweet & sour meatballs and hubs said these were the best yet!

Anddd Melly and I weeded the garden. Obviously whilst wearing my infamous pink sweatpants that I have had since my freshman year of high school. My plants and I have bonded. Those are my plants, and the weeds had better watch out. We will not be growing corn this year. And I am not sad. In fact I probably bagged enough last summer to last 10 years, remember? In quart bags. Which I didn't think about as being a thing at the time. But it is a thing. When are two people going to sit down and eat a quart of corn? Was I planning on putting corn in every meal for a week? I know not. Even though I will miss having an excuse to prowl around the stalks and thin them with a machete. That was pretty entertaining.

Running buddy Jamie , ( who I shall herafter refer to as RBJ), and I ran a 10k ( the picture counts our warm up and warm down)!! It was a major milestone for me and I was SO SO happy when we finished. This week we will sign up for our beautiful half marathon!! I am so excited.

xo,

kayla

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