Dreams Do Come True Ya Know!

A boy once said that to me in Jr High, actually, he shouted it...but that's beside the point. Sometimes dreams DO in fact, come true.

Rewind one year ago today. I was on my couch, drugged, most likely texting something crazy to one of you, and still under the delusion that I would be recovered in 6 to 8 weeks. 

I also thought I'd be flying to NYC to live a lifelong dream of going to Fashion Week. (insert heart breaking sound here) And I thought I'd be healthy enough to run the Ragnar Relay, a race I'd been dying to run, that coming April. (insert you-really-thought-that?! here). ...I was oh so very wrong to believe these things would happen so soon after my surgery.

 BUT...

MY DREAM IS STILL COMING TRUE!!!!

Thanks to the good graces and gosh-darn-good-freaking-lucky-life of my brother Ammon I will be attending Fashion Week in just two short weeks! Will I cry? Possibly...Will I pee my pants because I'm so excited? Wouldn't surprise me...Will I be so cold I will want to die? Definitely.

New York, I love you. I can't wait to be together again. I'm just so excited!!

As for the Ragnar Relay...well, I wouldn't go as far as calling it a dream...more like something I really wanted to do....hmmm, for lack of a better word let's just call it a goal. I have signed up with a team of ladies here in SoCal to run this crazy 180mile relay race this coming April. I am TERRIFIED!! I am excited too. I can barely run a mile, obviously I have got some major work to do.
I am so happy to feel like I'm finally going to DO IT! 

So....Here I am, a year later, in the same place but with a totally different view. 

(and hopefully a totally different outcome!)

Ba-nanas!!

Squeeeee!!!

These ladies arrived on my porch today! Aren't they just lovely? 

And they don't hurt my feet. 

GASP!

I know right?

It was fate.

Worst Blogger...Ever?

Hi, my name is Mari. I'm married to a wonderful man, his name is Chris. 

Have we met?

Oh that's right,  I have this blog, I am supposed to use it as a journal...you know, because keeping a journal is good. (I really wanted to type journaling right there, btw) Keeping a journal is great for so many reasons. We keep a blog because it's easier than whipping out a pen and paper, also because pictures are cool.

So this journal blog it's mostly for us....you're (our friends and family) just icing on the cake.

So, why am I such a slacker? 

"Only the shadow-man knows" (that's what Chris would say, betcha ten bucks)

It's 2011, January in fact, seems to me like a great time to re-commit and repent.

So here it is...my quick, condensed, catch-up-to-date post. 

I sky dived, it was awesome and equally terrifying.  One of the best experiences of my life. We went for Ash's bday, and let me tell you...it was a MEMORABLE experience. The entire time you're asking yourself why in the world you are doing this...and then after you think...oh my gosh, that was awesome, but also very very scary. haha.

 Christmas came & went. We spent this lovely holiday season with the Spiker side. Christmas Eve was filled with Spiker fun at Grandma Rita's. Christmas Day was spent with Peterson fun, we made cookies and everyone gushed over sweet Lucy.

 Apparently living at the beach doesn't mean you shouldn't travel away to a different beach. Which is what we did. Dec 26th came and we were off to the sunshine in Cancun, Mexico. We spent one lovely week there. Chris didn't work (gasp!) and it was relaxing and fun. Chris' parents and Luke were there, and we missed the rest of the bunch :( Luke was hilarious the entire time. Linda & Steve were as sweet and fun as always. Chris and I actually got to hang out. Amazing. It went by far too quickly, we had a ton of fun, and ate way too much food. Do I even need to say that packing up was difficult? We didn't ever want to leave! We celebrated the New Year and came home the 2nd of January to a very rainy CA.  It was a perfect setting for our "back to work & back to reality", boo!