New name

You may have noticed I changed the name of my blog. I got bored with the old one. And I didn’t feel as though I were having adventures everyday anymore.  “Everyday Adventures” was just felt outdated. It applied to a time in my life when I used to go running every day, enjoying the sunshine, reading in the park, long walks with friends. Back when I was unmarried and not a mom. Life is different now-it’s better and richer and fuller. It’s sunnier and brighter.

So, “Sunny Days” it is. I thought about it for awhile. I wanted a name that spoke of my outlook on life-at least, the outlook I want to have. I want to be the person that finds the silver lining. I want to tell good, encouraging stories, not because I want to brush over the bad, tough stuff, but because I want the sun to shine through.

I’m doing this new thing where I’m practicing thankfulness in everything. I’m looking for the bright side. Things are good now, and I’m so thankful. My family is good. My house is good. We have everything we need, and I am thankful.

Birthday Weekend

A day or two after Christmas, Kara told me that her parents bought tickets for their family to go to the Phantom of the Opera in June. I was immediately jealous, and being the kind and welcoming person that she is, she simply asked her dad to get me a ticket so I could go too. And that’s exactly what we did on Saturday night! Kara, her brother Eric, and I headed up to Lansing for dinner at The Pizza House with the rest of her family, and then we meandered on over to the Wharton for the show. To our surprise and infinite delight, we were in the 7th row!

Sunday was my birthday. I spent the morning at church, planting zinnias in plastic cups with the K-2nd graders in the sunshine. My parents and Steph came out in the afternoon for some baby snuggling, Bananagrams, and shish-kabobs. We spent the evening, as we do every Sunday evening, with our small group pals from church.

I am so thankful for all the great people in my life, so thankful for the 25 years I’ve had on this earth of loving and being loved, knowing and being known.

Stream of Conciousness

(Inspired by Mckmama)

It’s snowing. Still. Actually it’s slushing. Still. Is slushing even a word? It is now, and I’ll bet you know exactly what it means.

I just spent the first 3 hours of my workday running hither and thither in preparation for the new program tonight. Lots to do. Heavy lifting. Lots of books to pass out! I think I might pass out. Just kidding.

The season premiere of LOST last night left me with many more questions. More questions than answers. But that’s okay. I have confidence that all will be revealed by the end of this final season. It’s an incredible story. If you’re not familiar, you should rent all the seasons and park your butt on the couch for a week. But that just might make your head explode, so maybe it’d be better to try to pace yourself a little. That would be hard. Anyway, here are the questions that I thought of while watching:

1. How are they both on the island and off the island simultaneously? It’s as if they are living in parallel dimensions.

2. Why was Desmond on the plane? Desmond was not on the plane originally. And where did he go during the episode? He was there, and then he was gone.

3. How did Juliet know that “it worked”?

4. Has the Man in Black always been the smoke monster? And why is he now taking the form of John Locke?

5. Why did Hurley, Kate, and Jack just sort of stand by and let the Others drown Sayid? I mean, I’m glad Sayid came back to life and all but some friends they are.

6. Who are these Others? Are they in the future? Past? How far in the future or past?

7. What was with the island being underwater in the opening sequence? How can a) the island be underwater b) the characters be on the island (not underwater) and c) the characters be on the airplane, which is not crashing (I guess this question is a lot like #1…sorry)

Sophie is getting better. She still has a bad cough at night, but during the day she is fine. She also still has lots of boogies, but at least they’re not green. I’m sure you’re all totally grossed out by that but moms deal with boogers on a daily basis. Actually, it’s more like on an hourly or bi-hourly basis. Just part of the job!

I am just so thankful that overall she’s a healthy girl. I know I myself take my health for granted all the time. It’s only when I get sick that I realize what a blessing it is to feel normal most of the time. I don’t get sick often, a fact for which I am thankful.

I’m craving Lenny’s subs. They are right across the parking lot! I can see it! I can practically smell it! (Ok, not really). And don’t y’all get all intrigued by my use of the word “craving”. It means nothing. I am most certainly NOT what cravings are commonly attributed to. I won’t even say the word for fear the condition would overtake me! We do not speak it’s name!!! Ohhh I just made myself laugh so hard with that paragraph. Did I make you laugh? Oh I do hope so!

This is getting long. But one more thing! I ditched reading Peaceful Parenting because it was overdue to the library and I didn’t have the change to pay the fee and renew it. So…my new book is Not My Daughter by Barbara Delinsky. It’s our book club pick for February. It’s a fictionalized take on the pregnancy pact that was recently in the news. Yea, not everyone’s cuppa tea, but it interests me. I’m about a quarter way through and I like it so far. More to come on that.

Have a fantastic day!

Sad thoughts

How I wish I had skipped The Bump today. Then I would not have read the post about a toddler who died yesterday after having a fever of 105. He had been fine the day before-and now he’s dead. I feel completely depressed and heartbroken. I cannot imagine the pain that these parents are going through-I’m crying and I’m close to vomiting I am THAT upset. His mom described him as a kid who knew over 50 signs and found everything funny.

For Thanksgiving this year, I will meditate on how thankful I am that Sophie is healthy. She’s smart, she’s perfect, she has not been sick a day in her short life. At least for now, she is healthy and safe.

I pray I never know that type of pain.


A full weekend, that is (was). Full of both plans and emotions. Since I don’t work on Fridays, that’s when my weekends begin. But since I can’t remember what I did on Friday, Saturday is when this post will begin…get it?

Saturday morning I was up bright and early (as usual!) with Sophie. Changed her, fed her, got her set up playing on her mat. Saturdays and Sundays are the only days I can run without Sophie since Kevin is home, so as soon as she was set I was out the door. I decided to go to Cascades for my long run, mainly because a few simple loops and my run is done. My legs were dead though, and I was a bit distracted emotionally-thinking about Kara and Di leaving, so in the end I didn’t run as much as I wanted/needed to. That’s ok. Running isn’t nearly everything. Then I went over to see off the friends. It was sad, but happy, but mostly sad (for me). They’re moving on, I’m staying here, and that’s ok. I’ve got Kevin and Sophie-what else do I need? These two will always be my dear friends (there’s no getting rid of me!) and Kara will actually be back for a few months in the fall. I’m so excited for both of them-conquering the world!

Later that day Kevin’s family came over for burgers and to see our apartment. Fun times. MB and I did a little swim suit photo session with her. So cute!

Sunday we went to church and then headed out to Brighton. Big family party! It turned out to be a very emotional gathering as my grandpa decided to have all the dads in attendance share their thoughts on fatherhood. I really think that having a baby around is causing nostalgia for everyone, and making everyone reminisce on baby days, growing up, etc. I was tearing up a bit just during his “introduction”, but then when my dad spoke, and then Kevin-well oh my word-I was a puddle! My Aunt J later told me that I have such a wonderful husband and father for my child. I must agree-Kevin is the best! I wish Steph had been there to hear dad talk about what a joy it was to raise us 🙂

Kevin and I took Sophie into the pool for the first time. I love watching her experience new things. She gets this surprised and almost confused look on her face, before she either a)laughs or b)cries. She’s an open book! In response to swimming there was neither laughter nor crying, just surprise and wonder. I’ll take that as a good sign that she’ll be a water baby just like her mama. Perhaps I can figure out how to post the video later…?

Ohh ohhhh-more exciting news! We got the Sims3. I’m such an incredible dork 🙂

It’s Finally a BEAUTIFUL DAY!

I had another non-stress test this morning, everything looked good. Quite uneventful. I did feel pretty crampy throughout the night last night and this morning, but nothing major since then. After my appointment I decided to take advantage of the warm temperature and of being in town and I walked about 3 miles at Cascades. It was warm, but kind of windy. It felt so good though.

Now the sun is out. Hallelujah! I just called Di, she gets off work at 3pm, and we’re going on another walk then. Score! I know it’s risky, but I’m going up to Lansing with Kara and Di tonight for their team’s game, Barnes and Noble, and Chipotle. Who knows if all this walking will send me into labor tonight though? Bah! But I don’t want to just pass up doing fun stuff because then I’ll be even more disappointed if I don’t have the baby. Might as well go and have fun, and if I do go into labor-BONUS! It’s only Lansing, we’d have plenty of time to get back to the hospital here and Kevin could meet us. I’ve thought it through.

Seeing the sun changes my mood completely. Hopefully it’s here to stay!

Weekend Overview

What a weekend! Warning: This post contains a ton of pictures!

On Saturday, myself along with a bunch of Westwinds kids and parents went DOWNTOWN (Detroit) to Gleaner’s Food Bank. It was a great day! We ate lunch at Wendy’s (and I decided that I really love the crispy chicken sandwich there, but not so much the fries) and then headed to the Food Bank. It’s really a huge warehouse that stores and supplies other food pantries and charities in the area. The kids had a great time! We helped pack snack bags that would be given to local schools this week-assembly line style! I mostly helped the youngest kids in our group open up boxes to replenish the crates of snacks on the “line” for the packers. They did a great job! For the older kids I think it was very eye-opening for them to learn that there are plenty of kids who only get to eat at school. Hopefully, we’ll go back next year!

Sunday-church and shepherding. I ended up with the 5/6th grade because there were only 3 kindergarteners. I usually shy away from the 5/6th grade because sometimes I find them creepy and awkward (or is that me?) but of “church friend” of mine was teaching in the storytelling room (where the 5/6th graders were this week) so I decided to suck it up. It was fun! The kids listened to the story of the 10 lepers on cd (only one leper goes back to thank Jesus for healing him-a story on thankfulness) and then had to recreate the story in a creative way with their group. The group of four girls decided to do a puppet show, and the two boys did a theatrical re-enactment on the stage (complete with costumes from the wardrobe). Both turned out short and funny, they made me laugh.

I had started to put together our Zanzibar bouncer by myself last Friday, but had to quit out of frustration. The dang frame was not fitting together properly, and I decided to WALK AWAY before I broke anything. Kevin wrestled with the thing for awhile on Sunday, and was successful in forcing it together, unfortunately I had completely messed it up by beginning to put it together incorrectly. So we had to take the whole thing apart and start over (and I even thought I was following the directions…) Whatever. Cocoa is enjoying the bouncer now, at least until Sophie arrives!

As you can see, Kevin also put together the dresser last night. I was so excited for the dresser to get built so that I could finally get the clothes off of the floor! I did some returns to Toys R Us, Target, and Kohl’s, and with my money from the returns bought a few cute outfits (couldn’t resist),

a changing pad and cover, mattress pad and dust ruffle for the crib, and some drawer organizers. We also hung up the painting I got from my neighbor Kourtney at my shower, which matches the crib sheets beautifully! I still have one more big load of baby laundry to do (the PINK load…it’s very big) and then all of that will be done. I only feel like we really have another week or two before we enter into “waiting time”…

I’m making calzones for dinner tonight. Thank you Melanie.

Hi STEPH in Japan!

Beautiful day!

This morning I woke up with the sun shining in my window, and it made me ever so happy! Kara and I went for a run/walk for like 2 HOURS and it felt so good to be in shorts. LOOOOVVVEEE it!

Then I worked from 2-close. I’m not used to cashiering, which I became acutely aware of when my legs were screaming in pain after standing for only a couple of hours. We were busy so it went fast.

Di called me on my way home to tell me that on CNN there was a breaking news report on a raid on a polygamous community in Texas. I think the FLDS are so interesting. I would highly recommend the book “Escape” by Carolyn Jessop.

Quote that creeped me out today:
Customer: My credit card has my picture on the back. My picture doesn’t look good. I’d rather have a picture of a hot little chick like you on the back.

Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens…

I discovered a new hobby! I truly enjoy reading blogs by random people. People have blogs for everything. My favorite one that I found today was by this person who goes around San Francisco and takes pictures/interviews random people who are reading. She asks them about their book, what genres they enjoy, etc. Just any old person she sees reading she walks up and talks to them about it and then reports it in her blog. How INTERESTING. So in a flash of inspiration, I decided to take some pictures of my favorite things. For pics of some of my favorite people ever, refer to my post entitled “Are you happy now, Diana?”

Alright. Onward.

Pillars of my Life (Ok…lame I know…but fitting?)

Right now I’m sitting in my usual chair, after reading 60 pages in my latest novel “Pillars of the Earth” (which I realize, as a book title should be underlined or italicized but I’m not quite sure how to do that because the button isn’t working…whatever) and I’m thinking about my life. As usual. “My life” seems to be a pretty common topic, this being my blog and all, but honestly, I’ve really started to ask myself some hard questions. Perhaps by writing them out I can begin to sort through the murky obscured cloud that is my future hanging before me. I don’t know. What I do know is that I don’t know what I really want or what I want to do. I’ll I’m sure of is that I’m unsure. I AM sure that I want to do it all with Kevin (which is great since we’re married!) but today we were talking about what we’re doing this summer and we came to the conclusion that well, um, ahh, yeaaa…we just don’t know. Here’s some things that I do want for my life. See, I’m not completely aimless.

1. I want to live in one of those homey-type houses one day that are full and busy, and look like they’re straight out of a Pottery Barn catalogue. I want hardwood floors, quilts made by mom (of which I already have 3, with promises of many more), a reading room with bookshelves brimming to capacity along the walls. I want a big kitchen table, for all my kids to gather round, and a big kitchen with more counterspace and cabinets than I know what to do with. I want comfy chairs and couches, a patio, a sunroom, a garden. A place to really call home.

2. I want to be a mother. I really want to know what it’s like to look into a tiny face and to see myself and Kevin there. What will that child look like? Blue eyes for sure, but what else? And then, to get to teach and cuddle and love this little creature…wow. It blows my mind to know that there are people who, in their deep love for their children give them away in hopes that someone else can give them a better life than they could. That’s incredible love right there. I’d be honored to be able to raise one of those children, and I’d do everything I could so that that mother’s sacrifice would not have been in vain. So that’s my next want, to be a mother to a little Chinese girl, who’s mother was probably pressured on all sides to give her up. Ahh, talking about Chinese kids tugs at my heart and I may start crying soon, so I’ll move on…

3. I want to live by the ocean because I feel some strange deep connection to it. It’s almost like in that show Invasion, how the people who had been made into aliens were mesmerized by water, enchanted, enthralled. In a lot of ways, that’s me (you know, except for the part about being an alien. But then aliens never really admit that they are aliens, so I guess you’ll never know.) Anyway, when I’m sitting on the beach, or standing on a pier, I feel so peaceful. The wind, the sand, the grass; it all eludes this hypnotic power over me and I feel as though I could stay there all day, maybe even all week, or month, or year, or lifetime, just completely wrapped up in that feeling of peace and power. I guess when it comes right down to it I love God more when I’m near the ocean because I can sit there and completely see him. That’s where I meet him. To live anywhere else is like cutting myself off from him. It would be a sin.

When I look at these simple requirements that I’ve made for my own life, it seems so strange. Of course one day I’ll live in a house. I’ll probably be a mother too, since I am determined to be. And the ocean, well, that too isn’t out of the question. How many people can honestly say that they are going to get everything they’ve dreamed for in this life? How lucky am I to be able to choose where I live, how many children I will have, and the type of house I have? Most people on this planet have to take what they can get. But I can choose. Why do I get that option, when billions have no choices, no opportunities, no hope for a better life?