Not very often we could go on a road trip back to my hometown. Tried to drive all the way starting at 5:30am, but after making it to only Thunder Bay by 11pm, we decided it would be best if we stay over and drive the rest the next day.
The weather was rough in the beginning of the first day of our trip, freezing rain, and at the end of the day with snow. By overall it was a nice drive. Here's a quick video of the trip.
I don't know why I can't embed the video........
March 26, 2016
March 9, 2016
What's my motivation...
For those that don't already know, I like to exercise, whether it's lifting weights or playing sports. Yesterday, a friend asked "what keeps you motivated to keep going to the gym? How do you do it?" (may not be the exact quote but it's along those lines). I gave an answer about routine and something else I don't even remember but I started to think about it and didn't like the answer I gave. "I'm motivated because it's my routine", wth. What is that?! haha. So I thought about it more and more. And this is a better explanation. But first a bit of back story.
Growing up in a sports family/environment, I always considered myself fit or in shape. I was a skinny kid that would eat anything and everything whenever I wanted and not even gain a pound. Although athletic, I was never a considered myself to have a muscle. Had abs but that was due to the fact of being really skinny, most skinny people have abs.
Coming out of high school, I was at what I considered my athletic peak. I was 5'6, weighing 135 lbs. In the first few months in university, I couldn't even fit the same pants that I brought from home, and this was in October/November-ish. Meaning, in a month or two I gain enough weight that new pants were in order. For me, "freshman 15" hit hard and fast. I wasn't playing sports everyday, and my diet went from bad to worst. No more home cooked meals for this guy. Well some, but it was a lot of cafeteria and late night fast food. I would play intramural once or twice a week and pick up sports even less. Came home after first year around 150lbs. During my university career, my weight went as high as 165 lbs but held around 155-160 lbs.
After university, once I became a grown up (even though Teo believes I am not one haha), I lot of my time, like everyone, is dedicated to work. Working in the hospitality industry, the hours are unpredictable. Meaning, bad sleep patterns, bad meal schedule, just overall bad for your body. I ended weighing up to 165lbs, that was the last of my athletic build.
This is probably the turning point for me. This is when I started to become self conscious of my body and how I looked. For those who know me you're probably thinking of crazy. I'm still a small frame, not considered obese by any means, but to me, it's not what I was used to. One thing someone said to me that I've always remember was them asking "how can you play basketball, you have a big.. (belly)" and proceeded to make a big belly motion with his hands. This shocked me. I didn't think it was a joke at the time. Still don't. Maybe I'm overreacting. It just hit a sensitive spot with me.
Fast forward a few years later. I have a different job, steady hours, steady breaks and meal times, regular workout routine, and I'm able to consistently play some sort of sport once a week. Because of this I dropped 12 lbs within the first 6 months or so. having home cooked meals helped. And working out regularly helped too. I started to feel good about myself. Better about how I looked. Starting to feel more comfortable. Then of course I heard, "you workout? you don't look like you workout." This is another quote that has stuck in my head. I started to question if what I was doing was enough. Why don't I look like I work out? Am I like one of those fitness trainers that people question if they are even fit? From here, I wanted to work harder looking like I work out.
Currently I workout 4-5 times a week. Mostly weights. Basketball once a week, league or pick up, now volleyball twice a month, and the odd workout video session with the wifey. Shift work does take a toll on your body and mind and every now and then I need an extra little push, extra motivation to get me to the gym. I've come a long way since I started working out. I see it as a marathon and not a sprint. The best thing I could of heard was when a co-worker, who is a pretty big guy, said that he's been working out for nearly 20 years to get where he's at. Not saying it's I'm going to take that long to get jacked or anything. It was more of a realistic view to working out especially with my situation..
So what keeps me motivated?
First, it's something that I've just been thinking of for a while now, I always want to be able to carry my kids, literally and figuratively, no matter how big they get. I know it sounds silly but I want to be mentally and physically strong enough to be there for my kids. I got lucky at my work to have a job that isn't physically demanding. I know that this could change any day so I'd rather be proactive then reactive in being fit enough to do my job and not come home sore and broken.
The main reason that keeps me motivated, is for me to be happy about how I looked and not be self conscious about it. It seems so easy, for the most part I am. But there are times when I will compare myself to others, which I know I shouldn't do. Growing up an athlete I've always wanted to have an athletic build, and I guess until then, I am motivated to get it.
How do I stay motivated?
I use anything and everything as motivation. Whether it's negative or positive. Could be a saying/comment or a photo or even just talking to someone about fitness gets me amped for a workout.
One positive reinforcement is when I was told that I motivated them to workout. Being someone's motivation made me more motivated. Weird eh.
I also use short term goals to help me such as vacations, special occasions, and events, to give me an extra push. It keep me going because I only have X amount of days to go.
Two saying that I go by and believe in are
I'm at the point now where I feel like this is it, if I can't get the body that I want now then I won't be able to. I also know it's not going to happen over night. I'm not going to go on some crazy diet or take crazy supplements to get where I want to be in 12 weeks. I have to keep plugging away and keep telling myself if I put in the work, I'll get rewarded. Sometime I don't get impatience but doing it right takes time. One thing that will help is my wife and I signed up for a 10K run next month. That's added motivation.
I'm pretty sure I just rambled on and don't even know if that made sense. I don't like talking about my myself and what I'm insecure about but it actually made me feel better getting it out. Sorry about any spelling or grammatical errors, English was never my strong suit. Feel free to leave a comment assuming people still read my blog. :)
Growing up in a sports family/environment, I always considered myself fit or in shape. I was a skinny kid that would eat anything and everything whenever I wanted and not even gain a pound. Although athletic, I was never a considered myself to have a muscle. Had abs but that was due to the fact of being really skinny, most skinny people have abs.
Coming out of high school, I was at what I considered my athletic peak. I was 5'6, weighing 135 lbs. In the first few months in university, I couldn't even fit the same pants that I brought from home, and this was in October/November-ish. Meaning, in a month or two I gain enough weight that new pants were in order. For me, "freshman 15" hit hard and fast. I wasn't playing sports everyday, and my diet went from bad to worst. No more home cooked meals for this guy. Well some, but it was a lot of cafeteria and late night fast food. I would play intramural once or twice a week and pick up sports even less. Came home after first year around 150lbs. During my university career, my weight went as high as 165 lbs but held around 155-160 lbs.
After university, once I became a grown up (even though Teo believes I am not one haha), I lot of my time, like everyone, is dedicated to work. Working in the hospitality industry, the hours are unpredictable. Meaning, bad sleep patterns, bad meal schedule, just overall bad for your body. I ended weighing up to 165lbs, that was the last of my athletic build.
This is probably the turning point for me. This is when I started to become self conscious of my body and how I looked. For those who know me you're probably thinking of crazy. I'm still a small frame, not considered obese by any means, but to me, it's not what I was used to. One thing someone said to me that I've always remember was them asking "how can you play basketball, you have a big.. (belly)" and proceeded to make a big belly motion with his hands. This shocked me. I didn't think it was a joke at the time. Still don't. Maybe I'm overreacting. It just hit a sensitive spot with me.
Fast forward a few years later. I have a different job, steady hours, steady breaks and meal times, regular workout routine, and I'm able to consistently play some sort of sport once a week. Because of this I dropped 12 lbs within the first 6 months or so. having home cooked meals helped. And working out regularly helped too. I started to feel good about myself. Better about how I looked. Starting to feel more comfortable. Then of course I heard, "you workout? you don't look like you workout." This is another quote that has stuck in my head. I started to question if what I was doing was enough. Why don't I look like I work out? Am I like one of those fitness trainers that people question if they are even fit? From here, I wanted to work harder looking like I work out.
Currently I workout 4-5 times a week. Mostly weights. Basketball once a week, league or pick up, now volleyball twice a month, and the odd workout video session with the wifey. Shift work does take a toll on your body and mind and every now and then I need an extra little push, extra motivation to get me to the gym. I've come a long way since I started working out. I see it as a marathon and not a sprint. The best thing I could of heard was when a co-worker, who is a pretty big guy, said that he's been working out for nearly 20 years to get where he's at. Not saying it's I'm going to take that long to get jacked or anything. It was more of a realistic view to working out especially with my situation..
So what keeps me motivated?
First, it's something that I've just been thinking of for a while now, I always want to be able to carry my kids, literally and figuratively, no matter how big they get. I know it sounds silly but I want to be mentally and physically strong enough to be there for my kids. I got lucky at my work to have a job that isn't physically demanding. I know that this could change any day so I'd rather be proactive then reactive in being fit enough to do my job and not come home sore and broken.
The main reason that keeps me motivated, is for me to be happy about how I looked and not be self conscious about it. It seems so easy, for the most part I am. But there are times when I will compare myself to others, which I know I shouldn't do. Growing up an athlete I've always wanted to have an athletic build, and I guess until then, I am motivated to get it.
How do I stay motivated?
I use anything and everything as motivation. Whether it's negative or positive. Could be a saying/comment or a photo or even just talking to someone about fitness gets me amped for a workout.
One positive reinforcement is when I was told that I motivated them to workout. Being someone's motivation made me more motivated. Weird eh.
I also use short term goals to help me such as vacations, special occasions, and events, to give me an extra push. It keep me going because I only have X amount of days to go.
Two saying that I go by and believe in are
"you'll ever regret a workout"
and
"something in better than nothing"
I'm at the point now where I feel like this is it, if I can't get the body that I want now then I won't be able to. I also know it's not going to happen over night. I'm not going to go on some crazy diet or take crazy supplements to get where I want to be in 12 weeks. I have to keep plugging away and keep telling myself if I put in the work, I'll get rewarded. Sometime I don't get impatience but doing it right takes time. One thing that will help is my wife and I signed up for a 10K run next month. That's added motivation.
I'm pretty sure I just rambled on and don't even know if that made sense. I don't like talking about my myself and what I'm insecure about but it actually made me feel better getting it out. Sorry about any spelling or grammatical errors, English was never my strong suit. Feel free to leave a comment assuming people still read my blog. :)
September 5, 2015
Home vs Social Life
Here's a subject that I've been trying to deal with for a while. With having three kids, it's a lot more one sided than you would think. haha. The reason for this random blog is because of a conversation at work, not just tonight but on numerous occasions with different people. That conversation had to do with social gathering with co-workers outside of work.
I've always believed in social gatherings outside of work to be fun and beneficial. For one, sometimes it's easier to coordinate social time with coworkers since you have the same schedule. It's a good way to relax with your co-workers in non-work, non-serious atmosphere and get to know them on a personal level. In turn this leads to a better work environment, well in most cases.
The other side of the argument is that why would you want to spend time with outside of work when you already spend over 40 hours a week with. Why would they spend time away from their family to be with people they see all the time. Fair enough. It makes sense because ya, depending on what the social event is, you could be.
I guess this is where the whole friends and co-worker line is drawn and how sometimes you blends both of them together when really they are separate. A co-worker is someone that you are forced to work with because you have similar/same job and that relationship in strictly within work. A friend is someone that you have a relationship beyond work. Someone that you are willing to make time to have a relationship outside of work with. Hearing statements like "all people do outside of work together is talk about work" or "it's pretty sad when your wedding consists of a lot of your co-workers"kind of irks me. Because for someone like me who did not grow up in this area, most of my friends are people that I do or have worked with. And I don't see anything wrong with this since you do have something in common, work, and it is easy to get to know the other person because you have time to do it.
It's an on-going discussion that I have with myself. The more I talk to people at my work the more it seems like they side with the "I spend enough time with everyone at work" mentality. I also think that it may be the situation that we're in compared to my last job.
1) current job - mostly people with families and who all live in different cities.
2) last job - mainly people without families (ie. kids) and who live within in the same city.
I did think to myself with the last conversation I had with a co-worker is that maybe I'm thinking of it wrong. Maybe I'm a bad husband and father for wanting to partake in social gatherings. Do people that do spend time away from their family outside of work love their family less?
I guess it all comes down to the person and what they believe. Sorry for wasting your time with this silly non-sense. I don't even know who still reads anymore. Feel free to comment with your thoughts.
I've always believed in social gatherings outside of work to be fun and beneficial. For one, sometimes it's easier to coordinate social time with coworkers since you have the same schedule. It's a good way to relax with your co-workers in non-work, non-serious atmosphere and get to know them on a personal level. In turn this leads to a better work environment, well in most cases.
The other side of the argument is that why would you want to spend time with outside of work when you already spend over 40 hours a week with. Why would they spend time away from their family to be with people they see all the time. Fair enough. It makes sense because ya, depending on what the social event is, you could be.
I guess this is where the whole friends and co-worker line is drawn and how sometimes you blends both of them together when really they are separate. A co-worker is someone that you are forced to work with because you have similar/same job and that relationship in strictly within work. A friend is someone that you have a relationship beyond work. Someone that you are willing to make time to have a relationship outside of work with. Hearing statements like "all people do outside of work together is talk about work" or "it's pretty sad when your wedding consists of a lot of your co-workers"kind of irks me. Because for someone like me who did not grow up in this area, most of my friends are people that I do or have worked with. And I don't see anything wrong with this since you do have something in common, work, and it is easy to get to know the other person because you have time to do it.
It's an on-going discussion that I have with myself. The more I talk to people at my work the more it seems like they side with the "I spend enough time with everyone at work" mentality. I also think that it may be the situation that we're in compared to my last job.
1) current job - mostly people with families and who all live in different cities.
2) last job - mainly people without families (ie. kids) and who live within in the same city.
I did think to myself with the last conversation I had with a co-worker is that maybe I'm thinking of it wrong. Maybe I'm a bad husband and father for wanting to partake in social gatherings. Do people that do spend time away from their family outside of work love their family less?
I guess it all comes down to the person and what they believe. Sorry for wasting your time with this silly non-sense. I don't even know who still reads anymore. Feel free to comment with your thoughts.
January 21, 2015
Tis the Season Part 2
This Christmas was particularly special to me because of a couple reasons.
One, this was the last Christmas that my family was a family of four. Next year, actually this year, we, we will be a family of five. Jett Reynen Catacutan will be added under the tree and cuteness in our photos.
Secondly, this was the first year since 2009 that I was able to spend Christmas day with family. My mom and brother were able to make this trip this year. And hopefully it is not the last.
Christmas morning was spent with just the family, my mom and Mitch. Didn't go as planned since our visitors were still on central time and woke up late. So the present opening and breakfast was a tad delayed. Next time we're going to send the kids up to wake everyone in the house. haha. The kdis had a blast opening presents, and a lot of them, thanks Mitchell.
In the evening time, Eva's family came to join us along with some strays. haha. We had a big dinner, tons of food, took pictures, open more presents, and a little poker. This Christmas was a first for my mother-in-law as well, it's the first Christmas she was able to spend with her family since 2004. she was either in living in New Brunswick or traveled there during the holidays to help out with her brother's restaurant. It was nice that she could spend it with her family, especially with her grandchildren .
Beside mostly everyone being sick during the holidays, they were exactly needed, time to relax and time spent with family. My kids, especially Teo, really bonded with Mitch this time down. Even after Mitch and my mom went home, which Teo knew, but still asked where his tito was and when we said he's home now, he insisted we facetime with him. It was cute, never seen him like that, but I'm glad to see it. I always had a fear that my kids wouldn't get to know my family as well as Eva's since they lived so far away, but it amazes me every time how affectionate they are with my family. It makes me happy :)
One, this was the last Christmas that my family was a family of four. Next year, actually this year, we, we will be a family of five. Jett Reynen Catacutan will be added under the tree and cuteness in our photos.
Secondly, this was the first year since 2009 that I was able to spend Christmas day with family. My mom and brother were able to make this trip this year. And hopefully it is not the last.
Christmas morning was spent with just the family, my mom and Mitch. Didn't go as planned since our visitors were still on central time and woke up late. So the present opening and breakfast was a tad delayed. Next time we're going to send the kids up to wake everyone in the house. haha. The kdis had a blast opening presents, and a lot of them, thanks Mitchell.
In the evening time, Eva's family came to join us along with some strays. haha. We had a big dinner, tons of food, took pictures, open more presents, and a little poker. This Christmas was a first for my mother-in-law as well, it's the first Christmas she was able to spend with her family since 2004. she was either in living in New Brunswick or traveled there during the holidays to help out with her brother's restaurant. It was nice that she could spend it with her family, especially with her grandchildren .
Beside mostly everyone being sick during the holidays, they were exactly needed, time to relax and time spent with family. My kids, especially Teo, really bonded with Mitch this time down. Even after Mitch and my mom went home, which Teo knew, but still asked where his tito was and when we said he's home now, he insisted we facetime with him. It was cute, never seen him like that, but I'm glad to see it. I always had a fear that my kids wouldn't get to know my family as well as Eva's since they lived so far away, but it amazes me every time how affectionate they are with my family. It makes me happy :)
January 2, 2015
Tis the Season Part 1
As per usual, every year the Catacutan's host the Cousin's Christmas party that includes my lovely wife's sisters and cousins. It's a themed party that includes a potluck, gift exchange (secret or dirty Santa), drinks, games, pictures, and a lot of good laughs.
This year we got to welcome the additions of three new people to the party.
First - The star of the party Kayden Everly, the daughter of Rob and Edselyn.
Secondly - the St. Clairs, Kris and Christine. My closest cousin and his wife moved down to southern Ontario in July. It was nice to have them take part in the cousin's Christmas especially since I don't have much family around this area. Not really a surprise that they were able to mesh well with the everyone.
This year we got to welcome the additions of three new people to the party.
First - The star of the party Kayden Everly, the daughter of Rob and Edselyn.
Like every year, the party was a blast. Lots of wine drinking this year, dirty Santa was a lot of fun with some strategizing to obtain a picture, congrats Rob and Ed on successfully pulling that off. Plus I'm happy that my present was actually stolen! One of the reasons I look forward to this party every year is the fact that it reminds me of the party back home, loaded with fun and laughter. Here's a few pictures from the evening.
September 21, 2014
Badass Dash
So, a week and a day ago today, I participated in a obstacle filled run called the Badass Dash. For those of you not aware of what this is, below is a brief description copy and pasted directly from their website.
BADASS Dash™
is one of the world’s leading producers of Obstacle Course Challenges & Adventure Races and whose events benefit Autism Speaks, an organization dedicated to funding global biomedical research into the causes, prevention, treatments, and cure for autism; to raising public awareness about autism and its effects on individuals, families, and society; and to bringing hope to all who deal with the hardships of this disorder.
It is the belief of both BADASS Dash™ and Autism Speaks that by working together, we will find the missing pieces of the puzzle. BADASS Dash™ is committed to raising the funds necessary to support these goals as the cause is bigger than the obstacles.
This was the first time doing anything to this extreme in terms of obstacles. I've done a small local run in the past, but it wasn't nearly as big or as challenging. The dash included 40 obstacles and 7 kms of area that you had to conquer.
I've always wanted to try an obstacle run of this nature in the past. Tough Mudder was another one that I was ask to do but never had the push to do it. Don't know if it's the extreme toughness of obstacles, the length (roughly double of the Dash), or just the travel to get to the event and taking that amount of time away from the family. Not to sure. The Dash was a short 1/2 hr drive, and I originally thought it'll be maybe an 1 1/2 run, therefore it shouldn't be longer then a few hours I'd be gone. For the record, after the wait to sign in for some of my team mates, and lines to start the race and do the obstacles, it took us nearly 5 hours in total at the site.
When I found out about the Badass Dash, I knew that I would do it this year, whether it was by myself or with other people. Either way I was doing it. I saw this as a way to challenge myself to do things I've never done, give me an extra motivation to exercise, and really, I just saw it as fun. It reminded me of the days when I was a kid. When you were a kid facing any sort of an obstacle run, the first thing you thought about wasn't whether or not you were in shape, you thought about "how fast I could do it?", "can I beat the person next to me," and "this is going to be fun."
After asking a few people and getting shot down on the idea, I started to get frustrated with the comments and reasons for not doing it by some of the people. I can't force anyone to do it, I understand that, just say you don't want to do it or you can't because you physically can't do it because of an injury. That's fine. But what frustrated me was when people would say "I'm out of shape" or "I don't want to go with you because you workout." For one, what type of shape do you think you need to be in? Professional athlete shape? A marathon runner shape? And secondly, you don't want to go with me because... I workout? What does that mean? You don't know what my workout consist of, weights, cardio, HIIT, or all of the above. Or how long my workouts are, which some are only about 15 mins. To all the people who always talk about wanting to be in shape, wouldn't you see this as an opportunity or motivation to start exercising? The way I looked at it was, there are going to be all sorts of people at the Dash. Everyone from young to old, male and female, active and not active, muscular and non-muscular, skinny to obese, etc,. It wasn't going to matter.
Not everyone reacted that way. I'm glad I wasn't able to find teammates to that were up for the challenge regardless of the shape they were in. It was refreshing to hear people say "Ya, I'll do it" or "I'm in" without any coaxing needed. I'm not pointing any fingers but I know a couple of them probably haven't done anything in relation to exercise all summer... :)
I was able to recruit four other co-workers/friends. Together we formed Nerd Squad.
Left to right: Serena, Me, Jennifer (Jenni), Chelsey (Bean), Alex (A Rod)
Pre-Badass:
I have been going to the gym pretty regularly, anywhere from 3-5 times a week. From the time I signed up to the actual day, which was just under a month, I made sure I went 5 days a week and added cardio to my daily routine. I didn't train for a marathon or anything, just added the anywhere from 5 to 15 mins of cardio a day.
Day of:
Even with the cold and wet weather, and nearly 2 hour wait to sign in, our overall excitement was at a high. We didn't know exactly what we were getting ourselves into but we were anxious to find out. When the countdown began, 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... it was game on.
Even with the cold and wet weather, and nearly 2 hour wait to sign in, our overall excitement was at a high. We didn't know exactly what we were getting ourselves into but we were anxious to find out. When the countdown began, 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... it was game on.
I found that the obstacles were not too challenging. Each either tested our balance (balance beam), speed and agility (feared float), strength (rope wall, monkey bars) or a combination of the above (Australian back crawl, little ladder wall). The water obstacles weren't overly hard, just made you wet. And on that day, it wasn't near refreshing as it should have been. By far the funnest one was the slip and slide that ended with us sliding through about 30 ft of mud afterwards. It also gave some of us a wedgie, haha. Most of the Dash was constant running, up and down hills and through a series of trails. I think that what killed most of the competitors. For the most part we all stuck together, during the long runs we would split apart but wait at each obstacle for everyone to arrive.
Things I didn't really like about the race were:
1) the waits at each obstacles. some were quick but others you had to wait a long time where you would reach the group ahead of you or the group behind would reach you. Each wave was roughly 20 mins apart...
2) the water stations were all out. 2 of the 3 stations didn't have water and the attendants there didn't even know if they were getting any. When we did get water, it was only about 4 oz. With the amount of running we did, there had to be more water.
3) attendant/volunteers were either not present (even when they were present) or not encouraging. Would have been nice to hear a "good job" or "keep going" through out the race by someone other than your teammates. Especially the ones that ran alone.
After it was all said and done, it felt good to finally cross the finish line. You were greeted with Badass Dash medals that were placed around your neck and post-run refreshment (water, bananas, oranges, crackers) to help fuel your body. I was awesome, except of the fact it was pissing rain. haha.
Here are a few pics from the day.
Post- Badass:
While talking to my family, friends, and co-workers about the experience, I heard people say things like, "It sounds like it was fun", "I want to try it next year" or my favourite, "I wished I signed up with you guys." I guess I am the same way with things I have never tried before. There's always that fear of going to a new place, trying a new experience, and not wanting to look silly. I just let them know how I felt about the Dash, that is wasn't as challenging as I thought, you don't need to be in the greatest shape to do it, and it was fun. In no way am I trying to inspire people to do it, that's not my intention, it was more to say, they should at least try it because I know they'd have fun. Hopefully, next year we have more recruits to the Nerd Squad.
I am glad that I got to do it and happy that I had others to share the experience with. As I get older, I would like to think that I am able to do what the younger version of me used to. Badass Dash seemed to make me feel young again, something everyone needs once and a while. Until next year...
While talking to my family, friends, and co-workers about the experience, I heard people say things like, "It sounds like it was fun", "I want to try it next year" or my favourite, "I wished I signed up with you guys." I guess I am the same way with things I have never tried before. There's always that fear of going to a new place, trying a new experience, and not wanting to look silly. I just let them know how I felt about the Dash, that is wasn't as challenging as I thought, you don't need to be in the greatest shape to do it, and it was fun. In no way am I trying to inspire people to do it, that's not my intention, it was more to say, they should at least try it because I know they'd have fun. Hopefully, next year we have more recruits to the Nerd Squad.
I am glad that I got to do it and happy that I had others to share the experience with. As I get older, I would like to think that I am able to do what the younger version of me used to. Badass Dash seemed to make me feel young again, something everyone needs once and a while. Until next year...
March 6, 2014
To a special somebody
With each year of growing older, you're experience of being a mother and wife becomes more valuable since the kids and I become more needy :) I hope your day is special. Kya, Teo, Pogi, Tater, and I will continue to show you how much you mean to us and how much we love you.
Happy Birthday babe. Love you Lots.
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