First of all, this crazy weather had caused to have THREE snow days from work. In those three days we were unbelievably lethargic and glutonous. Which, by the way, had already become a problem since we got back from our honeymoon. I firmly believe that just like the freshman 15 is a real thing, so is the newlywed pudge. I know for me personally, after months of being so concerned about what went into my mouth and working out all the time for our big day it was so nice to finally RELAX about it all. We just got a little too relaxed about it. We had both been watching our clothes get tighter and tighter but continued to make excuses for each other like, "you bought the wrong size" or "you probably dried it in the dryer for too long" (by the way, thank you honey, for being so sweet about my growing waste size) BUT on our third snow day, we both looked at each other and decided enough was enough. We decided to challenge ourselves to work out (I use this term loosely. Some days it's just a walk) every day and eat healthier for 21 days in hopes it would create a habit and change our lifestyle.
And I must say, so far so good! We have some slip up days but onward we trek! Because we figured out that it is a downward spiral to give up on being healthy. You eat bad, so you don't have energy, so you don't work out, so you don't like the way your clothes fit, so you eat bad in your yoga pants and say you'll start tomorrow. No more of that!
Now our first married Valentines day was especially fun and sweet. We had decided no gifts because we were trying to resist sweets and didn't want to spend money. But Judson still surprised me with flowers when I woke up and the best coupon book with very handy and adorable coupons like "Elizabeth is right, regardless" "Screw doing the dishes" "Cooking dinner pass" "Free car wash" etc.
I got him another 5 gallon water jug for our water filter. Before you mutter, "You really suck, Elizabeth". He REALLY wanted that and asked for one multiple times. I also got him a helium ballon because this guy really loves how sucking helium makes our voices sound.
And the sweetness of Valentines weekend comes to a screeching halt there. The next day we woke up to 2 inches of water in our bathroom because a pipe burst in the night. How? Why? We don't know. But this is how it went over: Judson comes and shakes me at 7:00 a.m. (ON A WEEKEND) and says that our bathroom is flooded but he turned the water off. I spring out of bed and panically try to salvage curling irons, toilet paper, accessories, etc from under the flooded sink that have fallen a victim. All of it, ruined. Then throwing all beach towels we own on the floor trying to soak up the water. What is Judson doing? Oh, he went and got back in bed. I start yelling, "GET UP! WE CAN'T JUST IGNORE THIS!!" Then roles are reversed. I am exhausted by all this chaos and suddenly Judson wants to go to Home Depot RIGHT NOW to get parts to fix it. Long story short, eventually a small man who doesn't speak good English came to fix it.
You really don't realize how much you need and use water until yours gets shut off for a day. So, we went to Perinis to soften the blow of adulthood problems and kept saying over and over again "when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!" That's adult, right?
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| judson is already noticeably more fit!! ugh boy metabolism. |
And finally, we have been adjusting to new and busy schedules. I am getting used to a real life teaching job and Judson is getting used to what it will be like to be a coach. Right now, he is helping coach track and tennis at Jim Ned. We are DECKED out in Jim Ned apparel over here. A couple of weeks ago I went to watch him coach his first tennis tournament!
I am so proud of him and the man he continues to become! This is NOT the boy who first started pursuing me almost two years ago. He is way more awesome. It was so fun to watch him coach, guide, lead, and encourage these teenage kids. It's so obvious how much they look up to him and respect him when he talks to them. Eeeek! It makes my heart do jumping jacks. I have been fantasizing about this upcoming Fall getting to watch him coach football on Friday nights and see his passion really come to life! I have also been fantasizing about being the best coaches wife ever and bringing snacks to all sorts of sporting events. I can just hear it now, "That Coach Foster's wife is such a nice lady." Ha!
Until then, I will just say, being a Coach's wife has its hard times with all the late practices, but it sure is fun! I wouldn't trade this life for anything.
Oh, and whenever we get any kind of baby fever, we pretend our dog is a baby. Feel free to be concerned for Rylee.
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