Author Archives: Queenchristi

Single mom of boys motivating moms to be their best through personal development, time management, and running.

1967 Camper Restore

1967 Mobile Scout Camper Restore

Glampers are the newest craze. Glampers are vintage campers with glamorous renovations.   On August 11, 2015, I purchased a 1967 Mobile Scout to restore and hope to have her ready to show in April.  I named her “Gypsy Queen”and spent hours on Pinterest researching decorative ideas.  While I found many great ideas, I realized I was going to do something different.  You will be able to follow the restoring process here.

How it all began…

I shared a Glamper post on Facebook where a couple of high school friends and I were commenting.  Tim chimed in, “I have a 1967 Mobile Scout for sale.” I made arrangements to look at it.  She was in great shape and had been stored inside most of her life.  Everything was in working order except her taillights and the step which are both easy repairs.  Arrangements were made and “Gypsy Queen” was purchased and transported to my home on August 11, 2015 where she was parked until the home owners association sent a letter to move her.

 

Christi & Gypsy Queen on August 11, 2015 after purchased and transported home.

 

 

Before with camouflage puzzle curtains

I spent the weekend cleaning her and testing everything.  On October 3, 2015, Bart & I removed all hardware and primed for painting.  On Wednesday, October 7, 2015, she was transported to the storage unit about a block away.

Paint color was chosen and painting has begun, but due to time constraints and temperatures, painting has not been completed.

40th Half Marathon in 2014

40th Half Marathon in 2014

Dallas Metro PCS Half Marathon

December 14, 2014

Half Marathon #40 of 40 in 2014

I turned 40 and set a goal to run 40 half marathons in 2014 to celebrate.

Never did I know how I would make it happen nor did I know how this goal would change my life.  

What I did know was if I set a goal and shared it with others, I would do whatever it took to accomplish it.

 I would not make excuses.

Running the races was not the difficult part of the goal.  The challenging part was funding and scheduling the races since I worked full time as a teacher and was sole provider for my children. With the support of family, friends and a part time job in November, I completed the goal, but at Race 33, I did consider quitting.    My mom was a big cheerleader for me during this goal and was not going to allow me to give up at this point; plus, I have never been one to give up.  I created a plan to finish  and implemented the plan.

Dallas Metro PCS Marathon is one of the larger marathons in Dallas, TX and used to be called Dallas White Rock Marathon with thousands of runners. My mom and I went to the expo on Saturday.  My boys and best friend came downtown to support me and we all stayed at the Sheraton. My lifelong friend Casey, who has been an encourager of my running through the years, met me at the start line to pace me for a PR (personal record).  It was not a PR, but I did push myself and finished strong with a time of 2:21:10.

Several friends and family awaited me at the finish line cheering as I finished this monumental goal.

We all met at Gator’s for brunch to celebrate after the race. It was such an honor to have friends and family to support me through this adventure. It was a life changing goal and I am still in shock when I think about it.  There were times when it seemed impossible and I questioned my sanity.

 As I reflect, I consider it my mid-life crisis.  Overall, I have a feeling of pride and accomplishment for pushing through.  I learned so much about myself through this process and saw myself transform through the year while making friends all over the world.

I have completed the Dallas Metro PCS half marathon twice, but this one was my 40th half marathon in 2014.  I began this adventure with half marathon number one in with Mississippi Blues on January 11, 2014 and finished in Dallas, TX on December 14, 2014 and traveling in ten states in the USA.

Las Vegas Half Marathon

Las Vegas Half Marathon


Words cannot express what a perfect weekend! I’m running the American Dream one state at a time. The Rock’n’Roll Las Vegas half marathon is one of the top 15 marathons of all time to run and this was my opportunity thanks to 2 wonderful friends who support my goal of running.

While I’m blessed with amazing friends, you never know how people will react with one another. My best friend  Stacey would be meeting lifelong friend Maggie for a weekend together while neither tolerate your day to day girl drama. I knew they would both make the best of it because of who they are, but it couldn’t have been a better connection if they had been lifelong friends.

Friday, November 13
Mom’s birthday

Mom supported my goal too by giving up her time with me to run my dream! I love mornings when I can run and take Austin to school and this happened to be one of those blessed mornings despite the fact I was pressing my luck with time to get to airport. The great start on the day progressed as I rushed to airport… May have been running a little late. 😳
I parked the car, checked bag and security as I approached my gate.

Lay over in Salt Lake City and arrived in Las Vegas where Maggie was waiting at baggage claim… It was a nostalgic moment since it was a month ago at the same place where lifelong friends reconnected after 14 years.

Background… Maggie and I lived across the street from each other in elementary school and grew up together. Life has taken us on different paths and we are blessed to have reconnected. She is a beautiful, successful mother of 3 living in Vegas working as a CEO of a construction company.

We departed the airport and went to the convention center to pick up my race packet.
As we were driving to the convention center, a life long friend called to tell us she was getting married at mile three of the marathon and at the same time she is telling us this, we see a cab driver jumped out of his car and knock a man off his moped by hitting him… Talk about road rage… Could that moped have really been that much of a distraction to the taxi cab?? Smh

Sunday, November 15
Las Vegas Half Marathon Race day!

We have a lazy morning!

Maggie and I venture out for coffee and breakfast from McDonald’s.

Our McDonald’s picnic in the comfort of our souped up Holiday Inn style room strategically placed in an “old Vegas” hotel fueled more life story, friendship building conversations multiplying the love of friends while strengthening the true meaning of life.
We primp and prepare for Kid Rock concert and race. We proceed with cab ride to race start and puzzle walking maze along the strip searching out the start line.

 Kid Rock delivered an incredible show and I cannot wait to see him again. The concert died down as the winds picked up. It was time for me to enter my corral. Maggie and Stacey departed me.

I was corral 23 meaning 22 other groups of people would start this race before me. I believe there were at least 50 corrals.  Large races start in waves providing adequate time and space for the tuners along the course. Your corral is determined by your finishing time putting similar paced runners together. This may have been the largest populated race I’ve run.  I questioned my sanity and love for running as I froze 30 minutes in the corral for my start. It was a battle with myself to quit before I started… A common battle we have in life when we want to take the easy route. My mind played havoc when I knew I could be with my friends having fun verses pushing myself 13.1 miles in high winds and rain.

Finally, I was at the start line and 10, 9, 8… 3, 2, 1 … It is too late to turn back now… I’m owning half marathon #51 state # 15 Rock’n’Roll Las Vegas half marathon.
Despite the abuse my body had endured the last two days and the stomach virus earlier in the week, I felt great. I’m pushing through and running strong. The wind gushed through at rates of 25 to 40 mph with precipitation popping through the miles. The marquees lit up the course with true Vegas charm as the runners progressed down the strip.
At mile 3, the race coordinated a wedding where 195 couples married; one being a life long friend. Amy & Joseph were married in Vegas at a marathon… Unique style!
The course was lined with cheering spectators, music, casinos, and wedding chapels. The uniqueness of the course allowed the miles to roll by in true harmony. Mile 8 led to Fremont Street where I had zip lined the night before. The experience was surreal as I love the Fremont street atmosphere. As I pushed myself for a PR that wasn’t earned, I now wished I would have enjoyed the scenery a little more. I felt strong during the race and thought I was keeping a PR pace. At mile 11, the winds had picked up. Even though I felt I was running faster than usually, it probably took that extra push to fight the wind. I crossed the finish line pissed at myself for not Having a new personal record. The maze through the closed, crowded streets eventually led me back to Maggie and Stacey. Once we were reunited, I let go of my disappointment for a post race picture and meal. They treated me to an incredible steak and lobster dinner with wonderful conversation. It is heartening to know I inspired them to set goals as I pushed through and ran half marathon #51. They assured me it wouldn’t be to run a marathon.

Never give up…you never know who is watching you.

Cab ride back to hotel was interesting since the roads were blocked off still in some areas. While this was the last cab ride of the weekend, a lifelong bond was made between three amazingly, strong women in three short days. Promises of future events were made. We laughed and chatted as we all fell asleep in our super up holiday inn hotel room known as the stratosphere located in old Las Vegas. Maggie and I woke up to a personalized hand written message on the bathroom mirror from Stacey who was already at the airport departing for Dallas. It is the small things that make the most impact in life as I write this blog post with tears streaming down my face as my plane descends on the runway of Dallas Love Field airport.

Run your life or life will run you! Set goals and make them happen! God will provide the way and the people who are to be a part of your course! 💕💗💖

7 Proven Parenting Tips

7 proven Parenting Tips

7 proven Parenting Tips

The toughest job… takes courage and strength

The most rewarding job… full of joy and sorrow

On-the-job training… once you think you have it figured out; things change

No instruction manuals… never know what to do

What is your goal as a parent?

Mine is, and always has been, to raise independent, responsible, young men.

I love being a mother. I would have been content living the life of June Cleaver, but I was blessed with the life of Christi Weems; mom of Garrett and Austin Weems. Garrett is the child who always challenged me and felt as though rules were to be broken. Did I mention Garrett is a ginger? Austin is my obedient child who speaks very little, but when he does, he speaks with wisdom and humor.  We have had our peaks and valleys and I have made plenty of bad decisions. I felt as though I should share some methods that have been proven to effective over the years.

  • Allow them to be who they are; not who you want them to be.

The hardest lesson that must be learned as a parent. This one took me years to figure out and caused a lot of heartache in our home. All I ever wanted to be was “football mom” and I was granted the experience for one high school season. Football was not the boys’ passion; it was mine. I had to let it go and let them be themselves. Garrett found his passion with electronics and graphic design. He began his graphic design career at the age of sixteen and opened his own company at seventeen. Austin is a freshman in high school and has yet to find his passion. Recently, he built his own gaming computer. It may be safe to say that gaming is in his future.

  • Live by example.

I cannot expect the boys to do something that I wouldn’t do myself.  I have always worked hard, treated people kindly, and lived with integrity which is exactly what I expect from them. I am raising boys to be men without a male role model. It is important to me for them to have good manners. I will stop at a door and wait for them to open it for me. I explain to them that a woman wants to date a gentleman and gentlemen have manners.

  • Use your words to build them up; not tear them down.

The world is tough enough on children without parents breaking them down at home. Each day, I tell the boys, “You are a champion. I am proud of you. Make good choices.” I place inspirational notes in their lunches periodically. My heart crushes when I hear a parent call their child, “stupid” even if they’re only joking. Those words linger in your child’s head and heart for years.

  • Be hard on them.

The price they pay as children and teenagers is much less than what they’ll pay as adults in society. Any time I received calls from teachers or administrators my response was always, “Be harder on my child than you would be any others.” When Garrett was making bad choices in high school, the assistant principal worked with me to create harsh consequences for his actions. After he suffered the consequences, he straightened up and I did not have any more problems. When they were toddlers, I carried a wooden spoon in my purse; I was never afraid to use it. As they got older, I learned a special pinch on their arm did the trick. Spanking your children may be against your beliefs, but I know it worked for mine.

  • Allow them to fail.

This is heartbreaking to watch, but it is necessary to happen. Garrett did not have a good relationship with one of his Spanish teachers. Garrett has never understood the concept of respecting your elders. In his eyes, you had to earn his respect despite your age. He did not respect her for reasons unknown. After multiple emails, phone calls, and conferences, I realized this was a life lesson for Garrett.  It was tough for me to see him fail, as a teacher, I cringed. I hate seeing students who are fully capable not succeed solely because they are not willing to work. I emailed the teacher the following, “Garrett is a young adult and has to learn from his actions.  I cannot sweep in and do this for him. He has to face the consequences of his actions.” He failed Spanish and had to repeat it the following year. The learning lesson took place about a year later. The first semester he was out of a school an hour early each day, but the second semester he had to stay the extra hour each day to retake Spanish.

  • Give them responsibilities.

We divide all the chores in the house by three and we each do our own part. I cannot do it all on my own and they have to understand what it takes to manage a household. If one of us doesn’t do our part, the house cannot function smoothly. They each do their own laundry. I’m not saying they always do things perfectly or the way I would do it, however,  if I don’t allow them to do things, the will not learn. It’s okay if the towels aren’t folded perfect. I allow them to cook, but I probably should be teaching them cooking skills more regularly. Culinary techniques are not my specialty; therefore, this is an area we could all use some improvement. I also sit down with them to discuss the monthly budget. Often times, they would rewash a load of laundry instead of folding the clothes and putting them away (which infuriated me.) After we discussed the electricity and water bill, this routine concluded.

  • Love Unconditionally.

Love unconditionally is affection without any conditions. Do your children know you love them without any conditions?   Your children must know they are loved despite their behaviors. We create their safe haven by the love we provide.

Raising boys to be men without a man around has been a tough, but rewarding journey.  I am proud of the men my boys have become. Parenting is my favorite job and I have made my share of mistakes. Punishing your children and telling them no may be painful at the moment, but prevents future pain.  My boys are not perfect and they are still learning but they make my life complete. I hope this encourages you to speak words of encouragement to your children today! Believe in yourself because you are doing a great job!!

Double Half Marathon San Antonio, TX

Double Half Marathon San Antonio, TX

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Monster Dash

Monster Dash

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That Dam Half

That Dam Half

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The Colony Half Marathon

The Colony Half Marathon

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