This is totally going to be a teaser. I'm not sure if I have mentioned this or not on the blog, but this Gundy family will be moving to the East Coast. Litiz Pennsylvania to be exact. Well we just got back from house hunt (yes we may actually buy a house if we don't chicken out....I'm thinking we will chicken out, wait no, we can't...it's a buyers market....but I'm not sure if we are ready for that kind of commitment, but we don't want to be 40 years old without equity....) see the problem. Anyhoo, this town is adorable! I mean adorable! It has a charming downtown park, great unique shopping, it's clean, historic...oh and did I happen to mention it has a chocolate factory in town...yup Wilbur Chocolate...and I tried their chocolate and it's amazing...there is even a chocolate cafe in town. I haven't been there...yet. There's lacrosse, biking trails, and it is a touristy place so that's kind of nice....and they have a farmers market and it's a huge Amish and Mennonite community...so horse drawn buggys. I know it's awesome. Well I will fill you guys on more Lititz stuff when I download some of the pictures from the trip...even though I did not take a lot because I was eating so much chocolate.
Okay I wasn't going to say this but if you happen to know about the fictional town Stars Hollow then I will tell you that it reminded me of a Stars Hollow...it's that cute...even cuter.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Easter
Happy Easter.
This is Fisher's first Easter, very exciting.
Since we are short chocolate egg laying rabbits, we are going to have to make due with real eggs from the family farm. It's Fisher vs The Hens.
Fisher is very excited to go hunt for real eggs.
He found a green egg, but he never took his eyes off the chickens, smart boy...never turn your back on crazed chickens.
Victorious. He has his egg.
Time to go take a nap
Sunday, April 05, 2009
The Little Things #5
Maintenance
I met Seth in High School, well I should say we fell in love in High School, it is a great epic love story that will be told on the big screen one day. I will be played by a young Scarlett Johansson, Seth will be played by a young Rock Dwayne Johnson. Yeah that's how we see ourselves. Why?
Moving on. In high school I was this little hippie girl who had long blonde curly hair, the curls were easy and awesome...I would describe them as soft dreadlocks. Honestly it took me a matter of minutes to get ready everyday...and that includes a shower...if it was Monday, Thursday or Saturday. Just kidding. Only Thursday would I shower. Alright maybe I wasn't that big of a hippie. Well little did I know, but that was one of the things Seth really loved about me. He loved that I was low maintenance. Well currently Seth and I are living our happily ever after but a stick has been thrown in the spokes of our happy marriage...the woman he thought he knew is gone...because I have left the world of low maintenance to moderate maintenance. I know shocking already. Let me explain. I had this awesome kid named Boy Pirate Fisher, the first thing he pirated was my hair, while I was pregnant my blonde started to fade...then my curl started to leave...then when I had him all of my hair fell out...well not all of it, but close. So now I am in a weird limbo place I have never been before. Kind of curly, kind of straight...kind of looking like junk if I don't do anything to it. So now I have to curl it with a curling iron or flat iron it. Yeah I know it takes me like 15-20 minutes to get ready everyday! What the crap is this about. Granted I don't look like a bum, which is kind of a nice change...it motivates me not to wear sweats all day, but the temptation is still strong. So my Seth has to deal with a maintence wife. The poor guy...but I tell him this is my plan to be a trophy wife...he just laughs.
I met Seth in High School, well I should say we fell in love in High School, it is a great epic love story that will be told on the big screen one day. I will be played by a young Scarlett Johansson, Seth will be played by a young Rock Dwayne Johnson. Yeah that's how we see ourselves. Why?
Moving on. In high school I was this little hippie girl who had long blonde curly hair, the curls were easy and awesome...I would describe them as soft dreadlocks. Honestly it took me a matter of minutes to get ready everyday...and that includes a shower...if it was Monday, Thursday or Saturday. Just kidding. Only Thursday would I shower. Alright maybe I wasn't that big of a hippie. Well little did I know, but that was one of the things Seth really loved about me. He loved that I was low maintenance. Well currently Seth and I are living our happily ever after but a stick has been thrown in the spokes of our happy marriage...the woman he thought he knew is gone...because I have left the world of low maintenance to moderate maintenance. I know shocking already. Let me explain. I had this awesome kid named Boy Pirate Fisher, the first thing he pirated was my hair, while I was pregnant my blonde started to fade...then my curl started to leave...then when I had him all of my hair fell out...well not all of it, but close. So now I am in a weird limbo place I have never been before. Kind of curly, kind of straight...kind of looking like junk if I don't do anything to it. So now I have to curl it with a curling iron or flat iron it. Yeah I know it takes me like 15-20 minutes to get ready everyday! What the crap is this about. Granted I don't look like a bum, which is kind of a nice change...it motivates me not to wear sweats all day, but the temptation is still strong. So my Seth has to deal with a maintence wife. The poor guy...but I tell him this is my plan to be a trophy wife...he just laughs.
Thursday, April 02, 2009
The Little Things #4
Words I hate:
I hate three words. Well I suppose there are more that three words I hate, but these three aren't really offensive, that is what makes them stick out.
Britches - Another word for pants. I don't know why, but I hate this word...just say pants. But britches...it just sounds vulgar. Eww, just don't like it, don't use, don't want to hear it. However there has been one recent exception and it is from the flight of the concords sugar lump song. Beside that one reference the word should be deleted. (you should go youtube the sugar lump song by FOTC.)
Crotch - Pretty self explanatory I think...it's crude. Crotch. Ick. How do people use this in a sentance without cringing...there are other words to use; e.g. junk, goods, and the list goes on but I hesitate to use them...i'm still trying to keep my PG-9 rating for my niece. Yeah hate the word crotch, hence the 3 words I hate.
Panties: I especially hate this when used in reference to little girls. When I worked at a pool, some of the life guards would refer to the girls underwear as panties. I could not stand it...girls do not where panties...they wear underwear. Heck even grownups still wear underwear...and if you are wearing the other...keep it to yourself.
Those are my three words. What are yours?
I hate three words. Well I suppose there are more that three words I hate, but these three aren't really offensive, that is what makes them stick out.
Britches - Another word for pants. I don't know why, but I hate this word...just say pants. But britches...it just sounds vulgar. Eww, just don't like it, don't use, don't want to hear it. However there has been one recent exception and it is from the flight of the concords sugar lump song. Beside that one reference the word should be deleted. (you should go youtube the sugar lump song by FOTC.)
Crotch - Pretty self explanatory I think...it's crude. Crotch. Ick. How do people use this in a sentance without cringing...there are other words to use; e.g. junk, goods, and the list goes on but I hesitate to use them...i'm still trying to keep my PG-9 rating for my niece. Yeah hate the word crotch, hence the 3 words I hate.
Panties: I especially hate this when used in reference to little girls. When I worked at a pool, some of the life guards would refer to the girls underwear as panties. I could not stand it...girls do not where panties...they wear underwear. Heck even grownups still wear underwear...and if you are wearing the other...keep it to yourself.
Those are my three words. What are yours?
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
The Little Things #3
Creek or Culvert
This is a question that looms in the air when I visit my family. I grew up in San Jose, it can be a urban environment but it also has some nice suburbs. The house I grew up in had a great backyard, tons of trees, great space especially for where we lived and we had a creek just on the other side of our back fence. We would play in the creek as often as we could get away with it. When the apples on our tree were ready for picking we would use them as baseballs and hit them over the fence, or if we needed to get rid of incriminating evidence we would dispose of it in the creek...the creek was always a fun place to hang....this was until Seth came in the picture....he comes and starts to hang out with us and my sister and I start to talk about doing something in the 'creek' and Seth wants to know which 'creek'..."well the one behind the house, derh." Seth of course begins to laugh and goes on to tell me that it is not a creek but a culvert. WHAT! I have no idea what you are talking about, that's a creek....water runs through it like 4 times a year...other than that it's a man made cement creek bed...oh wait. So then I continue to argue the point because for the last 2+ decades my entire family has been calling it a creek. Then Seth asks my father "What's that behind the house?" my Dad's response "What the culvert, or drainage ditch." WHAT! My dad has NEVER IN HIS LIFE called it that, and all of a sudden he changes on me. Well fine Seth 1 point - Eugie and the rest of my family excluding my dad 0 Points.
How can you call this a culvert...this is such a creek...look at the charm...a bonus feature I didn't mention before is under the freeway you can mess around with the homeless peoples stuff...now if that isn't the perfect making for wholesome childhood memories I don't know what is.
This is a question that looms in the air when I visit my family. I grew up in San Jose, it can be a urban environment but it also has some nice suburbs. The house I grew up in had a great backyard, tons of trees, great space especially for where we lived and we had a creek just on the other side of our back fence. We would play in the creek as often as we could get away with it. When the apples on our tree were ready for picking we would use them as baseballs and hit them over the fence, or if we needed to get rid of incriminating evidence we would dispose of it in the creek...the creek was always a fun place to hang....this was until Seth came in the picture....he comes and starts to hang out with us and my sister and I start to talk about doing something in the 'creek' and Seth wants to know which 'creek'..."well the one behind the house, derh." Seth of course begins to laugh and goes on to tell me that it is not a creek but a culvert. WHAT! I have no idea what you are talking about, that's a creek....water runs through it like 4 times a year...other than that it's a man made cement creek bed...oh wait. So then I continue to argue the point because for the last 2+ decades my entire family has been calling it a creek. Then Seth asks my father "What's that behind the house?" my Dad's response "What the culvert, or drainage ditch." WHAT! My dad has NEVER IN HIS LIFE called it that, and all of a sudden he changes on me. Well fine Seth 1 point - Eugie and the rest of my family excluding my dad 0 Points.
How can you call this a culvert...this is such a creek...look at the charm...a bonus feature I didn't mention before is under the freeway you can mess around with the homeless peoples stuff...now if that isn't the perfect making for wholesome childhood memories I don't know what is.
Friday, March 27, 2009
The Little Things #2
This one is something Seth does for me every morning and it means a lot. When Seth has to go to work before the normal time I wake up, he picks out his clothes the night before and puts them in the bathroom, so when he does wake up he can sneak out of the room with out waking me up. This to me is so considerate and thoughtful. If it were me...I would be turning on lights throwing clothes around...and whimpering that I had to wake up early...(actually it used to be me, and that is exactly how the mornings were) so I'm a jerk. I try to be considerate, but I am a poor planner. ...oh my goodness I am trying to think of something I do for Seth just because I am considerate....I can't think of one thing. I am a huge jerk...haha...the worst part is I am beginning to think about all the things Seth does for me to be nice and his list is getting longer and longer...like when we bike, he gets my water bottles, pumps up my tires, my bike is always clean and tuned up, he always takes out the trash...even insists, he fills up the cars with gas when he knows I am driving them next (he knows I don't plan for the extra time to fill up), he always saves me the red gummi bears because he knows those are my favorite, and when I am I bummed out he will get me some sweet treat from the market...he knows I love food, and I never have to put my bike on or off the trainer, oh my goodness this is just the stuff off the top of my head. Wow...I am going to have to step up my game.
The Little Things #1
I am going to start a new blog series. I am calling it 'The Little Things' these are the things I think about, but don't think enough about to actually dedicate an entire post with my rants. I have these feather ideas...but I could maybe get a paragraph out of each one of them...if I tried to expand further my humor tends to become hostile.
What got this whole thing started was my love of a KING BED. That's right...I love king size beds...they are the best...when you want to snuggle with your love it's perfect, but when you want to be alone and just sleep, you can just sneak away and they can never find you. In the summer time they are even better because I love cold sheets and if you lay in the bed just right you can move continuously through out the night and always find cool sheet making you dreams that much sweeter. Sometimes if the kids need to sleep in the bed with you there's always plenty room for them and you. It's a bed that make dreams possible....no wait...they turn dreams into a reality...oh wait...I'm not sure which dream sleep pun I want to use...there is one problem; I have a queen and my Honey does not want a king size bed ever...he complains that he can never find me. Go fig.
What got this whole thing started was my love of a KING BED. That's right...I love king size beds...they are the best...when you want to snuggle with your love it's perfect, but when you want to be alone and just sleep, you can just sneak away and they can never find you. In the summer time they are even better because I love cold sheets and if you lay in the bed just right you can move continuously through out the night and always find cool sheet making you dreams that much sweeter. Sometimes if the kids need to sleep in the bed with you there's always plenty room for them and you. It's a bed that make dreams possible....no wait...they turn dreams into a reality...oh wait...I'm not sure which dream sleep pun I want to use...there is one problem; I have a queen and my Honey does not want a king size bed ever...he complains that he can never find me. Go fig.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Spring Mountain Biking Trip
This last weekend we went camping and mountain biking in Moab which was awesome! It was Fisher's first trip to Moab, he loved it. He went with his parents and his uncle Skillz, and our friends Betsy and Jory. Anyway it's late and I don't want to go into crazy amounts of details over the trip...but here are some pictures. We did lots of riding, had a great time met up with our long lost friends Ivy and Kitty.
Uncle Skillz - Fisher - Seth
Jory near the end of Porcupine
Eugie and Betsy
The official pose
On the first day we had a slew of mechanical and bike problems...as a group we had FIVE flat tires...and 2 broken chains...Skillz broke his chain a mile or so from the finished...so he just ran the rest of the way.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
St. George to Snow Shoeing pictures
Kiowa puppy is always watching out for other dogs.
Fish seriously is the sweetest little baby.
He loves snowshoeing.
This was taken before he got a face full of snow.
I'm hard at work, cooking dinner and trying to pack and clean all at the same time...but Fisher is cool and calm...just look at that face...nothing is bugging him.
Two weeks ago we were in St. George to do the early spring century...here is a picture that was taken as soon as I finished...seriously...just hopped off the bike and took off the helmet...Say cheese, try not to look like death even though you may feel that way....good times.
Monday, March 02, 2009
February...not so bad
Last February was the worst! The ONLY saving grace was my sister and mom who came out to stay with me for 3 weeks. If it wasn't for them I don't know if I could have made it...it snowed almost everyday, I got the death flu, I was pregnant and sick, and Seth was gone for the month doing a rotation. Like I said last February was the worst. However this February...not so bad. Actually I had a pretty good February. I was a first place winner at a mnt bike race*, then we were in California for two weeks hanging out with family, and riding our bikes almost everyday, then we went to St. George to do our season opener century ride...(actually due to poor planning the century was actually 110 miles, yeah you don't plan a century in late winter and add 10 miles...those last miles were the worst!) To top it all off by the end of February Fisher has been sleeping so much better in his own bed...and he has cut 3 teeth in the last week and has been so good about it. Oh and I forgot to mention that February was super awesome because Seth matched to a residency in Pennsylvania, so we are moving this summer. February...I was dreading it, but it wasn't that bad...actually it was really nice.
Seth and Fisher at the Tour of California Fishers Second Professional Bike Race
Charotte and Timmy in San Diego
Miguels in San Diego
Eugie Riding Mnt. Palamar
Check out Lance Armstrong in second biker back on the left...he and I totally locked eyes forever! Yeah we totally had a moment.*First Place Winner, becasue no one really showed up in my division. You know what they say ' The World is ruled by those who show up.'
Sunday, February 22, 2009
It finally Happened
Sweet mother it's finally happened...and I'm sure it was a fluke. I slept for 7 hours straight! That's right...Fisher slept for 8 hours straight last night...he is a 4 hour sleeper if that long. I haven't slept longer than 4 hours straights since the little tyke was born...now look at me...he is teasing me tho...I can feel it...he probably won't sleep tonight...but hey I'll take it. 7 hours...I'm like a new woman.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
The Things I do
The things I do to keep up with my husband. This week is our 'training camp' and he wants to hit up all these climbs on our bike. It would be awesome if I was in like awesome shape...but I feel like a fatgirl riding her bike. I'm okay with that...I guess. Yesterday he took me up Sierra road...which is a steep crazy climb...and today he is taking me up Mt. Hamilton it's a 20 mile climb up to the top. Oh jeezzz....this guy is going to kill me...well if he doesn't kill me he's just going to get me in great shape....what a jerk huh. Well I will let you know how it goes...I did this ride a few months ago so I know I can do it....I just want to try to add a little grace and less swear words this time.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Mt. Palomar
We are here in California for a few reasons;
Visit Family,
Ride our bikes, and
Watch the pros ride in the Tour of California.
We were in San Diego to visit my sister and her hubby...while we were there Seth wanted to train...we went to Mt. Palomar in So Cal...I'm not too familiar with riding in So Cal, so when Seth told me we were going to go ride somewhere...I was not too worried. What was I thinking...there are two codes I live by.
1.) Never ever ever ever shake a baby.
2.) Don't let my wall down when Seth is my coach and tells me we are going for a little climb.
Lucky for me Seth gave me a little bit of a warning when we drove to the climb that's because I asked which hill we are going toride up. He pointed to the one far away with snow on it. Not a hill...but a mountain. Ahhh crap.
We have Fisher to watch so one person rides while the other person stays in the car and watches the boy...
I went up first and this ride was bonkers. Seth made a little video check 'er out.
Visit Family,
Ride our bikes, and
Watch the pros ride in the Tour of California.
We were in San Diego to visit my sister and her hubby...while we were there Seth wanted to train...we went to Mt. Palomar in So Cal...I'm not too familiar with riding in So Cal, so when Seth told me we were going to go ride somewhere...I was not too worried. What was I thinking...there are two codes I live by.
1.) Never ever ever ever shake a baby.
2.) Don't let my wall down when Seth is my coach and tells me we are going for a little climb.
Lucky for me Seth gave me a little bit of a warning when we drove to the climb that's because I asked which hill we are going toride up. He pointed to the one far away with snow on it. Not a hill...but a mountain. Ahhh crap.
We have Fisher to watch so one person rides while the other person stays in the car and watches the boy...
I went up first and this ride was bonkers. Seth made a little video check 'er out.
Monday, February 09, 2009
Pin The Blue Ribbon on me!
This last Saturday I did my first mountain bike race....this year I am all about racing...I have no idea why. It is just something to keep me busy...I suppose I need something to stay or get into shape. Well a different shape. I rode the Frozen Hog...it is a race on the snow...but this year we got really lucky and it was on slush and mud...yeah it was terrible! I pretty much ran the entire thing...and when I did bike...it was nuts! I was sliding all over the place and had some crazy crashes. It was really fun! Since I ride in the 18-29 age group there really wasn't anyone else riding...and combine that with my amazing skills I so got 1st place. It was a great start to the racing year...I don't expect other races to go that way...but as long as I am not riding in 6 inches of slush and mud I will be happy.
Friday, February 06, 2009
NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
I missed World Nutella Day this year...it was yesterday! How on earth could I have missed that...probably because I had no idea it existed. That is not an excuse!
Hazelnut + Chocolate + Spread = Joy
I'm no mathematician but I know that equation...duh. I suppose I am going to have to make up for it by making a Nutella something or other this weekend. Maybe it will be my power food for this weekend. Tomorrow I am doing my first mountain bike race. This season I decided to start racing bikes...it really isn't ideal...I am in terrible shape. It should be fun...I am focusing on enjoing it and learn a few things here and there. It is a small local type of race...I am a little nervous but that is good...I just don't know the proper etiqutte and such for a mnt bike race. I will found out tomorrow morning. Okay well I am off for the right kind of pre race dinner...sushi.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Choice
I have been trying to eat better...you know clean up the diet and get rid of junk...(and in turn get junk out of the trunk)....well that was until yesterday. Seth's Mom comes up once a week to watch Fisher while I go to work. I only really work one day a week...it's nice. Well to thank her I wanted to get her these dark chocolate mint sandwiches...well I went to Bluebird chocolate to get some...but they were out...but while I was there I had to pick up a few caramels and these sugar free raspberry jelly sticks that I love! Of course I ate them all with little to no self control...it was like popping popcorn. Now I need to go to the Bluebird Restaurant because they sell Alvahs Chocolate...not Bluebird chocolate...it was a little confusing...and they had the chocolate I needed...and more...so I bought a few pieces there...and of course ate them all within an hour...this was all before dinner. I tell you I had the worst stomach ache. I knew that if I made the choice to eat nothing but delicious chocolates before or after dinner I would indeed get a stomachache...and I did. Sometimes I hate my free agency, mainly I hate my lack of self control. On the upside...Seth did offer me a rootbeer float and I said 'no way' and then I wanted it more than ever....but I did not give in. It's a small victory.
This is Fisher with his food self control...when he's done he pretends to be asleep.
This is Fisher with his food self control...when he's done he pretends to be asleep.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Squeals
We were with our friends this last weekend and their little girls were dotting over Fisher the entire time, it was really cute. Emerson who is 4 was holding Fisher, and Fisher started squealing...
Fisher: (squels)
Emerson: Awww you sound like a cute girl
Fisher: (squels)
Emerson: Awww you sound like a cute girl
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