So have you ever had a goal in mind that you really felt you wanted to accomplish, but then as soon as that tiny flame of ambiton begins to flicker and you really commit yourself to taking the steps towards accomplishing it, heaven and earth and all things that ever were and ever will be combine against you to thwart that ambition? That happened to me last night...or this morning...or whatever time it is. (okay, maybe I'm being a little over dramatic, but here's how it went down)
A friend of mine got me thinking about running a 1/2 marathon in February. I REALLY want to do it, for several reasons, but I keep finding several more reasons (like not enough sleep, for one) to put off the training. Well, yesterday another friend and I decided to heck with it all and we were going to start in the morning no matter what. So I set the alarm for 5:28 am (just enough time to feed the baby, blow my nose, and get my shoes on by 6:00 and not a minute more). But of course, my sweet baby who has been sleeping great up until this point decides that this is the night to wake up at 3:30am and not go back to sleep. Joel, being the supportive man that he is, offered to take her off my hands around 4:30am so I could go back to sleep. But you know when you're trying too hard to fall asleep, you become oversensitive to noise. So then the neighborhood cats who think our backyard is the community litter box (UGH! I'll save the details about my raging hatred over these disgusting cats for another post) started meowing and I know they're digging up my newly planted garden, then as soon as Joel hits the pillow, he's out cold and starts snoring, and my legs are tearing up the sheets because I haven't shaved in I won't tell you how long...
Anyways, to the point of this post: I never did get back to sleep. But I got up and went running anyways. On a normal day I would have allowed last night's happenings to excuse another day of procrastination. But the friend who planted this crazy 1/2 marathon idea in my head to begin with gave me this quote that got my tush out of bed this morning:
"Now if you are going to win any battle you have to do one thing. You have to make the mind run the body. Never let the body tell the mind what to do. The body will always give up. It is always tired in the morning, noon, and night. But the body is never tired if the mind is not tired."
George S. Patton, U.S. Army General, 1912 Olympian
Amen brother!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Rine and Shise!
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Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Wow, sorry for the blogging hiatus! I wish I had some amazing stories to tell and funny anticdotes to offer as excuses for my absense, but 15 year old computer (which I've decided to name "Old Boy"), new baby, and no sleep is all I got. If anyone has the time and mental energy to come up with a gripping, adventurous story peppered with humor and life lessons of what I was doing with my life instead of blogging , feel free to post it. In the meantime, to tide you over here are a few posts of what we've really been doing. And, hopefully there will be more posts to come soon (pending the cooperation of Old Boy). Enjoy!
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Shae Margaret's Blessing Day
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Fun with MUD




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Hailey's First Day of Kindergarten!
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Thursday, July 31, 2008
Everything came out just fine...
Wow, it has been a while since we have posted anything! Actually, this is my first time, since Lisa has done all of the posts up until now. Pardon the pun in the title line, but we have some great news: Our baby girl, Shae Margaret, was born on July 24th. She was born at 2:22 pm and weighed 7 lbs, 13 oz and was 20 inches long. She is a few hours short of a week old as I write this. She is healthy and does nothing but sleep and eat and (well, you can imagine what else). When she cries to tell us she is hungry or needs to be changed, she has a raspy little cry that is very pathetic sounding, but endearing. We hope that she will continue to be as "easy" as she has been, but our hopes are most likely false since most newborns are that way the first week.
Here is a readers digest version of the delivery: Lisa asked Dr. Beck to schedule her for induced labor on July 24th, mostly so that we could be back at home for Hailey's first day of kindergarten (we will post pictures of that later). The induced labor seemed to progress slowly until about noon when Dr. Beck broke the water. The pain medication that the anethesiologist gave to Lisa worked to ease the contraction pains, but when it came time to push, she felt most everything. For me, the "delivery coach", it was overwhelming, so I can't imagine what it must have been like for her. I admire Lisa so much for the way she handled herself.
We recieved so much help from so many people, with meals, watching kids, gifts, and even helping with the first few tiring days (and nights) of being home. We feel so lucky and blessed to have such generous people in our lives!
So, here are some pictures of our sweet little girl with her big sisters. They are being good helpers to Mom and Dad! 


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Thursday, February 28, 2008
I'm old
Okay, so have you heard about this new-fangled contraption that kids these days have on their fancy cell phones? It's this really high-pitched ring tone that apparently anyone over the age of 20 can't hear. (I guess kids like it because they can have their phones on in class and their old-fogie teachers can't hear it). Anyways, I've thought this was all just bogus...until last night. At mutual all my girls were talking about it, and I didn't believe them, so we did an experiment. We made one girl stand outside the door with her phone so no one could see her, and then made all the other girls close their eyes and put their heads down, then when they heard it, they raised their hands. Each time their hands all shot up at the same time. What did I hear? NOTHING! Not until I put the phone right in my ear. I think my girls could tell it made me feel old, so they tried to comfort me by saying, "It's okay, my mom can't hear it either." My first thought was, "ya, but your mom is old! Old enough to have an 18 year old kid! I'm only 28!" But then I realized it doesn't matter - the line is drawn at 25. Once you pass the ripe old age of 25, it's all over from there. You may as well be 60 in the eyes of anyone who hasn't crossed the line yet. I may as well start buying orthopedic hose and oxygen tanks, because there's no going back. My name is Lisa Ann Merrell Wagenman, and I'm old.
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Monday, February 18, 2008
Prince Charming
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Sunday, February 10, 2008
Cabin Fever
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Friday, January 4, 2008
J Boyz
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Christmas Continued
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A Merrell Christmas
Hailey and JoLynn's "Rudolph" number in their new Christmas jammies.
Grandpa and JoLynn settling down for a long winter's nap, otherwise known as our annual viewing of the movie "Scrooge". Nice muddy sock.
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