Friday, May 28, 2010

Devious Wife

I came home from softball last night and Liz had dinner ready to go. She made caesar salad, pork chops, rice, and some rolls. I finished my salad, and then started eating the rest of it and Liz says this:

Liz: "How was the salad?"
Me: "Good... normal, you've made caesar salad before."
Liz: "Well I just wanted to say congratulations, you just had your first item from the garden."
Me: "... That was butter crunch lettuce?!? It tasted the same as romaine!"

She didn't want to tell me beforehand because she knows I was nervous about just how much dirt was caked all over the lettuce and all the vegetables for that matter. She reassured me that she washed it thoroughly before cutting it up.

It was a devious plan, but it totally worked. I can't wait for the peppers!! There are a TON of banana peppers very close to being ready for picking.

I'm trying to blog more frequently and make the blogs smaller. I'm always long winded with blogs and emails so it'll be nearly impossible.

Not too long ago I hung a piece of paper in my cube at work that has really been a big help with motivation and keeping my "eyes on the prize" so to speak when it comes to things I want to accomplish. They are quotes from a book I read recently:


Take A Minute:
Look At Your Goals,
Look At Your Performance,
See If Your Behavior Matches Your Goals.



We Are Not Just Our Behavior,
We Are The Person Managing Our Behavior.



Goals Begin Behavior,
Consequences Maintain Behaviors.




Dewey is Daisy and Gryffin's friend that moved out of the country for a few years. Jon, his Dad, just sent me this picture this morning and it made me realize how much we miss Dewey. As Daisy and Gryffin would say, he is our "best fwend".


I guess we miss Jon & Julie too ;).

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Gryffin Goes To School

Two Saturdays ago I started obedience classes with Gryffin. I know everyone is thinking, he's a perfect dog, why obedience class? Well believe it or not he has flaws. He's supposed to be Gryffindor, but sometimes he's a little Slytherin.

His main behavior issue is that he gets CRAZY around other dogs in the neighborhood. When we take him for walks, and he sees another dog, he goes absolutely ballistic. He runs his feet like a sled dog, and squeals, growls, and barks at the other dog. It is flat out EMBARRASSING. He doesn't do it as much around just people, but we need to teach him that this isn't acceptable behavior.

This is a secondary issue, but he goes nuts when people come in the house. He doesn't get aggressive, but he jumps up and just becomes generally unruly.

So the first class was just a meet and greet with the owners. The teacher lectured for an hour about dog behavior, training philosophies, and things we should work on during the first week. The exercises for week 1 were pretty straight forward:

  • Solidify his own name. Say his name, if he turns, give him a treat. You'd be surprised at the number of dogs who don't know their own name the first class.
  • A marker word. Whenever you give him a treat say a marker word. We started out trying to use "Yes!", since that was the teacher's suggestion, but he didn't learn it that quickly. We switched before week 2 to using "Good Boy!" and since he hears it so much already, it was a smooth transition. He knows exactly what "Good Boy" means now.
  • Sit. This is self explanatory.
The second class was much more entertaining since the dogs were now invited to attend. 6 dogs were signed up for the class, only 4 came during week 2. All the dogs had concentration issues with everyone there. We needed barriers set up between them. After those were set up, Gryffin become one of the best dogs in the class. We spent a good 15 minutes practicing week 1 skills and just nailing them easy. Then the rest of the time trying to incorporate week 2 skills. Week 2 skills are:

  • Continue to work on sit.
  • Watch. Hold a treat to your face, repeat "watch" many times while they stare at you, then reward them. Teaches the dog to focus on you when you say "watch".
  • Come. This is self explanatory.
  • A release word. When you ask him to sit, he can get up if you say the release word. Ours is "OK!"
  • Down. Teaching him to lay down. Gryffin is not great at this command. He actually thinks he needs to gravel at my feet when I say "down" and point to the ground. Because every time I say it, he crawls forward to my feet and then hunches down. It's cute but not correct.
So I feel like Gryffin is well on his way for week 2. He knows the commands pretty well already.

The downside of the week 2 class was that I got into an argument with the teacher. At one point I said "Gryffin" and he didn't turn to me because he was pulling to try and go over to another dog. I said "Gryffin!" again louder and he still didn't turn. Gryffin is the kind of dog that just turns everything off when he sees another dog. It's like his blinders go on and nothing else matters.

The teacher saw me doing this and said "Don't say his name more than once. If you say it more than once and he doesn't turn, it means he doesn't know his name." I was a little offended she just outright said that because part of the reason we loved the name Gryffin was because he immediately ran to us when we said it 2 YEARS AGO! I said "Oh no, I know he knows his name, he just gets distracted and isn't listening." She then responded, "He's listening, he just doesn't know his name." I got frustrated and said "I promise you, he knows his name, he just doesn't care right now cuz he's more intrigued with that boxer." She continued on and asserted her authority as teacher and I relented since I'm supposed to be the student. I hate to say she's wrong, but I just said "Gryffin", guess who came running into the room? Ok, I'll say it, she's wrong.

This weekend there is no class since it's a holiday weekend. That means we get two weeks to practice. I'm going to try and make sure my boy is the best one there next week.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Gardening Rocks

Seriously. When I decided to take on this little project this summer, I wasn't sure how I'd do. Sure, I was excited about eating things from the backyard, but that's about it. But now I realize it is so much more than that. It's AWESOME to see things grow! Things that were just little plants, or even seeds are now showing signs of food! How cool is that? I go out to see the garden multiple times a day...just to check in. I'll put on my gardening shoes and head out the back door and Michael will say, "tell them I say hi".

Remember this picture? It was taken at the beginning of my gardening adventure:


Now look! This is about 6 weeks apart and there is so much progress!


In fact, I have been meaning to blog about the garden this past weekend. So friday night I went out to take pictures and then lazily kept them on my camera and spent time doing non-blogging things. When I went to post this today I realized I had to go back out and take new pictures because everything got bigger since Friday.

This little banana pepper was just sprouting out of it's flower on Friday:


And now look at it! It even has a friend.


Just a few other highlights...check out the zucchini plants. These were the seeds that popped out the ground first a few weeks ago and they are almost ready to blossom with flowers...I can see them coming!



All of the tomato plants are doing wonderfully, but the front runner is definitely the Sweet 100 Cherries. I am yelling at them to turn red already so I can eat them!



And the roma tomatoes:


And the Big Boys...which aren't big at all compared to the other two types:


Doesn't this cute little curl on the pumpkin plants remind you of Cinderella?

Hmm...maybe that's just me?

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Numbers Are Everything To Me

I went for a run today and started thinking about how much of my life is reliant upon numbers. Most everything I set out to accomplish relies on something calculable or quantifiable. And if it wasn't quantifiable, at least you could see, touch, smell, taste, or feel the results. I think that's why sometimes I struggle with faith because most of it is intangible. I'm just not designed to believe what I can't see. But I do my best anyway, and if God is God, then he understands that. But I digress.

What I'm trying to say is that between running, losing weight, my job, anything, numbers are everything. Have I gotten faster? How many miles have I run this year? (261 so far) Have I lost weight? How many sodas have I had this year? (0 by the way). How many beers have I had since April 15th? (0 also). It's not too often that I'd make a goal that didn't have a big fat red line of success. Cross it and you succeeded, fall short of it and you failed.

That's the way I like it though. Is it nice to feel more in shape? ...sure. Is that enough to say I accomplished something? ...not a chance. Every time I go out for a run, I say to Liz, "Not looking to break any records today". And yet my mind set whenever I start is "How fast have I done this run before? Can I go faster? Was my first mile on pace with my best first mile in the past?" I just find myself rarely accepting of an average run.

So when I'm running I'm constantly thinking numbers. If I stay on this pace, I'll finish in... If I want to finish in 1 hour exactly, I have to run the last 3 miles in... I've run for 17 minutes now, my average quarter mile pace was... I would probably drive running partners nuts if I spoke everything I thought during a run... in fact, I've been known to drive them nuts despite my restraint.

I'm super thrilled today because my running goals and my weight goals are really going well, numbers wise. Yesterday I ran 5 miles in 41:33 and when I finished I was ecstatic because 40 minutes is probably one of my fastest 5 mile runs. So to get so close means I'm improving. Today I went for an 8 mile run and ironically enough, I passed the 5 mile mark right exactly at 41:33. I laughed a little when I glanced at my watch and decided to speed up the last 3 miles finishing in 1:04:39. I can't exclaim enough how excited I am about running right now.

Weight wise, I started the year weighing 196 looking to drop 26 pounds as my New Year's Resolution. Yesterday morning (granted I weighed myself after my 5 mile run) I weighed 177. 19 pounds! This morning I was back at 180 seeing as I chugged water the rest of the day. But I really feel like the 20 pound point is going to be hit this week and I'm hoping to get to under 170 by my birthday. At least that's the goal, but without the numbers, I feel like I'd have no goal. Would I have tried to lose weight without having weighed myself to begin with? Probably not.

What's nice is that Liz is not only supportive of the goals, but encouraging of them, despite my moments of insanity with silly statistics.

"Success is the pile of failures you're standing on."

[I apologize for the constant barrage of rhetorical questions. Can you tell I like using them?]

Friday, May 14, 2010

The Home Run Map

The map for the "Home Run" was finally generated by one of the runners with a Garmin. For anyone who didn't read the post, it was a 16 mile run we made from work to someone's house. Check it out:


Here's a link to all the data:

http://connect.garmin.com/activity/33266309?sms_ss=gmail