Dear Annabel:

The television is not a window. really. It's not. I know you often see dogs, trees... or even people 'pass by' on that screen, but you don't need to worry. They are not actually IN your house. 

I understand. Your main job is border patrol. You and Edgrr make sure that no one is within a certain distance of our house. No dogs, cats or squirrels are allowed. That means you too Mr. Robin. You are doing a phenomenal job.. so I think you can relax a little and trust me on this one. You don't need to charge the TV, grumble or cry. As quickly as they appear on screen, they are usually gone. 

In the meantime, you are forcing Jason and I to find movies, shows and even commercials, without dogs in them. The bacon strips commercial drives you crazy, and us too. We're hoping there will soon be reviews for movies about the amount of dogs or barking included. Apparently, any movie wishing to be suspenseful or scary has an ominous dog barking in the background. We found this out the hard way.

So please, little Annabel, trust me when I tell you that the TV is not a window.

Most lovingly,

Amy, Jason & Ruby.

A Golden Night (and Wintry Day)

Back to my usual 'perky' morning person self (thanks to some normal sleep last night), I've decided to check a few things off my to-do list. My mom calls these 'Golden Nights', or at least started to when we first brought Ruby home. ("Was it a Golden night last night?"). I think the description is right on. 

As some of you know, I will be participating in Cleveland's Breast Cancer 3-Day Walk for the Cure. If you received my email (and better yet, if you read it!), you know that it includes some pretty extensive training. This weekend, I walked (and partly ran) 6 miles. Whoa. I seem to vacillate between thinking that this will be a pretty easy task (its just walking!) and feeling daunted by what I've decided to do (its walking 60 MILES). This weekend's workout pretty much drove that home. 

My sister and I will be walking this together - and I'm SO thankful for that. I really don't think I could do it without her. She's been the spearhead of this whole thing and is pretty inspirational with how much she's been sticking to her training (as opposed to me at this point). 

If you're familiar with this event, you know that I need to raise a pretty sizable amount of money to participate. Along with paying for my 'lodging' (read: tenting), it ensures that there will actually be money raised for Breast Cancer research, education, and (hopefully very soon) elimination. 

You can check out my personal site through the link on the left. It explains why I am participating in the event, as well as how you can help. 

I'm planning on mapping out a great new tee or onesie (or both) to sell on Etsy. All proceeds will benefit the Susan G Komen foundation and will be added to my donation. So check back for updates on that too! 

As I look outside at the winter wonderland, my training seems a little more daunting. Although the event is only 17 weeks away, its feels like the end of July will take forever to arrive. I know it will be here sooner then I expect, so I'm taking a page out of  my sisters book and I'm trying a little water aerobics tonight. Pray my other classmates won't be too afraid of this post-baby, bathing-suit-wearing body. 

First things First

While Ruby takes a nap, I thought I'd actually write a real blog today. Not just a - here we are again! - type blog. If I don't get started now, we just may fade off into the blogging sunset like we did before.

This weekend was amazing. We felt a little spontaneous and headed out to the Outlet Malls in Aurora early Saturday morning and we were blessed with the most 'go with the flow' baby ever. 

hanging out at our lunch spot 

Ruby in her new outfit and my red running hat

Today, however,  has been pretty interesting! Ruby is currently working on pushing through her first tooth. For those who know our happy little babe, she is generally a pretty happy baby and (dare I say it) a GREAT night sleeper. Unfortunately, that was not the case last night. Poor Ruby (and poor me really...) was up from 11pm until 3:30am crying from this little toothy addition. Tylenol and baby Orajel pretty much saved us from it being worse, but I think we're both recovering today. 

I can't believe this little baby is already getting teeth! At least we know there is some progress behind all the drool!

our 'droolie julie'

Back to my tasks at hand, while the little catches up on some shut-eye.

Back in the saddle again

Here's our second attempt at blogging!

Some things have changed around the Schedler household and it looks like this may be the best time to jump back onto the blogging scene. 

Jason and I are back in the Cleveland area (Lyndhurst, Ohio to be exact!) and we're happily raising our dear Ruby Tru. She turned 5 months at the end of March! The Westies (Edgrr and Annabel) love our little soy spilling baby.