1. not EXACTLY what I was going for…
    It finally happened. THE whistle. a post-work, 3-mile run through my neighborhood in my lululemon reverse grooves and my march for maddie t-shirt with my (rocky training montage) music blasting through my ipod. I was feeling good, there was life in me yet. I could have run a fourth mile, for sure. I stopped in [...]
    Filed in the Deep Thoughts, the contests | 05-May-09 | 28 comments
  2. mortification. and some winners. and some snowIndy
    my kids do their fair share of embarrassing me. You have to develop a thick skin around children, probably even thicker with the Martell kids because sure they might play cute on tv… but i assure you, in reality, they are mortification machines. I mean how can you not DIE when your 7-year-old looks at [...]
    Filed in the Indy, the contests, the mouths of babes | 13-Jan-09 | 26 comments
  3. my ali-never-gets-hit-on reputation remains and a contest
    so…you know how i always talk about how i’ve never been “hit on” or “picked up” or whatever it is the kids are calling it these days… (and no…for the record…i don’t count the cute little old men who buy me coffee at Tim Horton’s or the 14-year-old boys who ogle me at the library) [...]
    Filed in The Husband, eh?, the contests | 08-Jan-09 | 74 comments
  4. Look at the love…
    First we wrote up all the names…there were 50-something** then Emily closed her eyes, and picked a winner and it’s official….the winner of the Starbucks gift card is….. congrats, Mrs. Mustard…please send me your address tout d’suite (i had to google the spelling on this…)…ps…Emily wanted to know if the boots you recommended were yellow. [...]
    Filed in the contests | 09-Jan-08 | 7 comments