rethinking.

Well, tonight was my second night of boot camp.  First night was Monday..it went rather well.  Every single muscle in my entire body was aching when I left, my face was the shade of a newly ripe tomato, and I almost barfed.  So...pretty sure it's safe to say that first workout can be summed up in two words: ass. kicker.

Tuesday I had a brilliant idea to go to Zumba to 'loosen' out my muscles.  ?!? WHAT WAS I THINKING?!?!  I made it through it and felt great after.  This morning?  eh..that's another story.

Today was day 2. 
I survived...that's about it.
We did a push up test, where now that I'm looking back I wish I would've done regular push ups instead of the wimpy girl ones.  I think when I'm at the end of the seven weeks of hell boot camp I'll be able to do several REAL push ups.  Hopefully anyways.  I only did 24 push ups and 50 air hump things.  Not sure what the official name is...but, you get in plank position and raise your hiney in the air and back down. 
core = burn.

Honestly...the only things that've been getting me through it (listen to me..I'm acting like it's been going on for weeks and it's day 2. TWO!) are my girls and my sayings which consist of:
1. truckerarms, truckerarms, truckerarms
2. shadow legs, shadow legs, shadow legs
3. LOVE HANDLES (I don't have to continue to repeat that one..because it's SO BIG)

(go. away.)

All of this pain makes me rethink my decision to join.  Who's idea was this boot camp anyways?!  Ugh..it'll be worth it in the end.
Hopefully!

revamp.

So..you know that 10 day reboot I was telling you about?
Yeah..didn't really go as planned. 
After that first juicing incident we decided we'd start fresh the next day.  The next day...well...it was terrible too.  We quickly found out WE DO NOT LIKE VEGGIES juiced.  Or, at least, the ones we were putting together.  So...we made a compromise: juice in the morning for breakfast and make smarter choices the rest of the day.  So far it's going rather well.  I think I'm starting to notice the benefits of juicing (and I know my intestines have...IF you know what I mean!).

Another revamp in my life is I am not a member of the local YMCA!  I went to my first Zumba class on Saturday.  If you've ever seen me dance..imagine taking away the alcohol and adding seven times more awkwardness. But..I still think I rocked it...and picked up a few new shoulder moves in the mean time. 

Today starts boot camp. 

I hope I survive. 

meet you in the produce isle!

Husband is really excited to start the 10 day 'reboot' juice.  I, on the other hand, would probably be happy just adding juice to my diet.  I love the thought of a 10 day juice, but actually doing it?  Well, I don't have the best track record of keeping up with things.  And, facing the facts...I just really love diet pepsi. 
So...yesterday we decided that we would get up this morning and go to the Farmer's Market in Webster. Apparently, this isn't just any market - this is on the top 10 list of things you should see while in Florida.  While I'm not sure where that person got their list, I was pretty sure this market/flea market was not going to rank up there with Disney, Sea World and Ripley's Believe It or Not. 

We got there and I could already tell this was not the place husband was expecting to see.  Quote clue number 1: "hmm, I thought this would be inside".  (Since when has a farmer's/flea market been inside?  Not sure)
We walked down the produce 'section' and decided we'd save that for the end...carrying around all that produce would NOT be fun (gold star for us). 
After walking down the first isle quote clue #2 arised: "man, I really should've brought my hat"  and then quickly after #3: "Ugh, I forgot my sunglasses in the car".
Several minutes later #4: "sooooo glad I didn't wear jeans"

We only went around about 1/2 of the flea market part, but I'm pretty sure we saw enough.  I came to the conclusion that most of the products at the flea market are either: a) stolen  b) bought from garage sales and attempting to resell  or c) something that was handmade and they're trying to sell it
example:

Yes, this is a tissue box cover.  Honestly, this one looks pretty nice compared to the ones we saw. 

 We saw a whooooooooole lotta belts, purses, jewelry, and all around junk.  Let's just saw I walked rather quickly and didn't make much eye contact.  Safe to say my anxiety level was pretty high!

Quote clue #5: "Oh wow, this is really big, what time is it, I think little man is getting tired" 

Anyways, we didn't have any antique 'finds' this time...but, we ended up scoring this for under 40 buckaroos...pretty sure we wouldn't be able to do that at Publix.  Let's just hope half of it doesn't go to waste!

We got home, and we were both VERY excited to make our first juice drink.  These next ten days are doing to be a breeeeeeeeeze!  I told husband that I really think we should do our first drink something extra good to kinda kick us off and get our taste buds flaring.  (He didn't listen).

We ended up making a carrot, cucumber, green pepper, celery and apple juice and I was determined to enjoy it...even though I was slightly nervous about that combination.  I said...eh, how bad can it be?  Bottoms up! (yes, this is complete hesitation on my face)

Well, I found out rather quickly how bad it could be.  On my list of 'terrible things I will never eat/drink again', this was in the top three for sure.  I tried to drink it and got about half way through before husband actually admitted it was pretty terrible.  I figured if he thought it was bad, I was justified enough not to finish it.  The stuff was seriously making me nauseous!  The smell...ugh, terrible!

So, he decided to juice some fruit and we added it to the liquiddeath.  We made mango, blueberries, and kiwi.  That was pretty much heaven...I'm pretty sure I could've just gobbled all that up.  But...husband was trying not to waste and was going to mix the two drinks together to try to make the first one manageable. 

Well, husband accidentally spilled the entire container of juice right after I had taken some, leaving him with none!  He was so fed up he just ate pizza instead.  So...I'm the only one that actually got an entire drink.  Annnnnnd...I've been burping up peppers ever since.  GREAT.

So, day 1 has pretty much turned into a disaster.  We'll try again later tonight...but for now...I think what I'm eating pretty much sums up the last couple hours and our first taste of juicing....

redo.

Let's get real...deep down I knew this list just wasn't going to happen. 
 eh...there's always next year, right? 
I was watching something a few years ago about weight loss and 'they' were saying how people always say, 'oh, I'm going to start my diet tomorrow', or... "next month I'm going to start".  Will I really actually ever do these things and change in huge ways?  Um...no, probably not.  But, it's fun interesting to try new things and try to better myself...even if it only happens for a week or two.

1. procrastinate less  Uh....clearly, not working.
2. lose 'monitor' weight (isn't this on most lists?)   Yeah, love handles are at size XL right now...give me a few weeks and a couple juice drinks and I'll get back to you on this one.
3. eat more fruits and veggies  Check!  I've actually really been trying to do this...hooray! 
4. cook 2 (or more!) meals a week  Um...pass. 
5. show my appreciation towards others more   I am a master at failing at this one.  There are so many people that I have failed to truly show my appreciation towards.
6. read more books  so far...fail.  Although, I have started reading more professional books.  so, only semifail.
7. paint the bedroom wall  I got the color - does that count?
8. have 2 (or more!) official dates a month  (official meaning we unload critter on someone and go out somewhere for more than 2 hours)   I got to February on this one...
9. apply for master's   talk to me in a couple of months
10. be more proactive with keeping in touch with friends   another fail.
11. become more comfortable with The Grays   What grays?  I'm a blond now. 
12. try to be more of a list maker (i tend to not make lists...and forget stuff -oops.)  check!
13. run 3 5ks (this is a huge deal...to be discussed later)  Technically I've done this.  Only two have been 'official', but one of them was when I became a warrior...so, that should count as two.  Plus..it was in another state.  I have to get bonus points for that effort!
14. learn how to small talk  just being honest...this is never going to happen. 
15. create a family craft for each holiday   um...kinda? 
16. go on a family weekend get away for no reason at all other than to make great memories  check!
17. say a positive comment before something negative sneaks out of my mouth  this lasted approximately two weeks.  Technically I feel as though I should get bonus points because this one rubbed off on several coworkers...but then a lot of drama happened and it was just too difficult to keep up all that kindness.

so...that being said...

The Brand New (July) Resolution List!**

1. Continue to eat more fruits and veggies
2. Cook more meals during the week
3. Continue to coupon without buying things we do not need!
4. Show my love/appreciation towards others
5. Read more books (both professional and just because)
6. Paint the bedroom wall
7. More dates!!
8. Apply for masters
9. Think positively!

**I have the right to change/modify list at anytime without any grief...because, I can. 

I know the list is half of where I started but a) we're half way through the year and b) I'm not so good with resolutions so I need to kinda set myself up for something I can attain :)

Dear (the rest of 2011)...here I come!

recap.

Well, it's apparent that I'm definitely living up to the whole 'Professional Procrastinista' just by the amount of time that has gone by since my last post.  OOPS!  I have good intentions of blogging on a regular basis...but, just...don't. 

Work is 'halted' for the time being and boy, am I a happy camper about that one!  Right before the halt, things were pretty much peaking at their worst.  Every single person in my support system was taken away and/or moved and it's safe to say I was in official freak mode.  My hair was in a constant state of havoc and I pretty much felt like this:

 (for the record, no clue who this kid is...but the hair is pretty much perfect)  If you don't know anything about how my hair can pretty much gauge how I'm feeling...you most likely don't know me very well. 

Moving along...
Sometime soon (notice I'm procrastinating again) I'm going to go back through my original list of resolutions and redo them.  Let's face it...I'm not getting very far on them, so I need to fix it so I can actually accomplish it! 

Since work has come to a halt, it's safe to say I'm catching up on quite a few hours of television I've lost in the last 9 months.  Top of the list?  The Casey Anthony Trial.  If you don't know about this trial, where have you been living?  Everyone I've talked to has some sort of opinion about the entire case.  I'm pretty sure I'm not alone with my thinking..but, I'll save that soapbox for another day.

Soapbox topic for today?  eating....or, in this case...not eating.
I've recently watching this amazing movie about a man who was severely unhealthy, went to lots of doctors and couldn't get healthy.  He decided to take on a 60 day juice.  The results were absolutely amazing and I was really moved by the whole thing.  He recommends a 10 day juice to 'reboot' your system and to get things on the right track again.  Well, tomorrow will be the beginning.  Let's face it...because I'm the way I am I'm going to make this sucker wait as long as possible to begin.  Husband is really wanting to do it (especially after a bout of dirty pizza that caused quite a stir in his belly) so he's pushing it a bit faster than I'm ready for.  A few months ago friends and I tried to do a week long veggie/fruit cleanse.  Yeah...didn't work out so well considering I ended up being a huge bitch when my body was going through withdrawals of diet pepsi.  I'm sorry but, I NEED my diet pepsi.  ugh. 
So...tomorrow we're going to a farmers market and picking out some beautiful fresh produce and we're going to get all stoked for our  new reboot!  Because..if any one's system needs a reboot, it's mine! 

side note: this video is hilarious and puts a smile on my face.

ready or not..

This weekend I'm becoming a warrior.  watch out ATL...here we come.

Friday night we'll be hitting the town with my cowarrior's BFF.  (woot! woot!)  Let's hope we don't end up like these classy ladies (no promises).

bitchface.

could this be something like an outloud face?  yes, perhaps i think it is!
 




(Thank you kris atomic)

quick pick me up..

Have you ever been having a tough day and you just need a little pick me up?  Maybe your pants aren't fitting the right way, or your shirt is feeling a little tight in all the wrong places (side note: how is it possible for a shirt to be tight in the love handle areas and loose in the chest?  NOT. FAIR.)

Anyways - I was having one of those days today.  Came home and quickly went directly to my reader to check out the site that will life my self esteem like no other.  If you are feeling that way and need a pick me up...please look at this site. 

I want to feel pretty.  This site is guaranteed to work.  You will be better about yourself...because, well...because you don't look like them. 

You're welcome!  Hope you're having a pretty day. :)

good. grief.

It's been a bit.  We've had alot (to say the least) going on.  I had started a post before we left on our weekend getaway.  This was it....

Have you ever heard the song ironic? 
the line of my life right now...

                                 Well life has a funny way of sneakin' up on you
                                 When you think every thing's okay and every thing's goin' right

Last month at this time I was residing on cloud nine, only suffering from minor major gas, looking for new little girl bedding and imagining how I can finally have a reason to decorate with birds.  Now, as I sit here typing this I am no longer pregnant, my mom has something 'growing on her jaw', my best friend has a shadow in her kidney and my uncle is in ICU surviving by only tubes and machines.

Note to world: I can't handle anything else.  I'm at my capacity.  Please stop all the bad stuff, ok?  Thanks.

I am only hours away from officially starting spring break and leaving on our much needed weekend getaway!  4 days of hotel paradise and watching PGA hotties swing their shafts.  You have NO idea how incredibly excited I am!!!  I will be coming home with clean pores and beautiful nails...husband will be coming home with a new golf score under his belt.  Ohhhh...the free beer, food, sun, and eye candy..I CAN'T WAIT!!!!



So, that was what was written hours before we left.  Needless to say, it was not paradise.  We arrived at Innisbrook and it was amazing.  Everywhere you looked was perfectly manicured lawn and the best part...it was all FREE!!!!  Since we got there early we weren't able to check into our room yet.  So, we got our golf passes and headed out where I immediately set my eyes on this:

golf?  yes, please.

Husband was such a good sport and went right along with my oogiling of Ogilvy.  Good gracious, does this man have the most amazing eyes?  um, yes...yes, he does.  just think: Caribbean water with a touch of coral reef (to make them darker in spots).  You may be wondering...how in the world did she notice all that in one quick glance?  Well my friends, I...am an eye person.  Always have been, always will be.  And these eyes...one of the best...EVER.

After watching Mr. O (how appropriate) a few holes we went to our tent and proceeded to drink a few brews.  A few hours later we went to dinner.  Now...if you know me, you know I'm NOT really a fan of strangers, especially eating dinner with them.
We get to the restaurant and our reservation is for a table of 14.  FOURTEEN.  That means there are going to be 12 people there that I don't know, that I will be forced to eat with.  That means...small talk.  UGGGGH.
I ended up ordering the seabass.  Probably the finest piece of seabass on the face of the planet.  Tender, juicy, sweet, salty, amazing.  I gobbled it up and we got dessert to go (because can anyone really eat a meal without something sweet at the end?).  Needless to say, I survived the smalltalk just fine and actually ended up really liking one of the ladies that was hosting the whole shabang. 

Get back to the room and I wasn't really feeling so great.  My back/side area had been hurting throughout the day, but I thought it was from riding in the car and walking around.  No biggie.  I was WRONG. Very, very wrong.  About an hour after we got back I ended up getting sick.  I thought maybe it was just from the excitement...I was glad I had done it while I was still awake...now I could go to sleep and prepare my pores for the cleaning of their lives! 

Sleep?  Not so much.  I continued to get sick throughout the night and the pain in my side grew more and more intense.  I took several showers thinking that would relax me enough to fall asleep.  I just kept thinking...if I could only fall asleep, I'll walk up in the morning and everything will be fine!  Well, I didn't sleep.  In fact at about 4 am I woke up husband and said, I need help.  We were going to go to the ER but I pretty much couldn't move at ALL.  So...we did it.  We called 911.  Looking back I'm glad we did it...but that is one bill I do NOT want to get in the mail! 

Ambulance took me in, ran a bunch of tests and come to find out...a ruptured ovarian cyst.  Fabulous.  Add that to the list of shitty things going on right now.  Ok, well...at least I know what it is and I had medicine for it.  Oh...did I happen to mention I also had an entire bowel full of shit and an abdomen full of gas?  Yeah..that too. 

So...fast forward 4 days and our trip is over.  4 free days at an amazing hotel...spent in bed.  Good points: we had a king bed, and cable.  :)

Monday I went to the Dr, who referred me to a GI doctor.  A 30 year old who needs a GI doctor?!  Good. Grief.

So, pretty sure things are getting back to normal now.  Working on changing my diet, adding fiber, water and exercise.  Hopefully that helps! 

Spring break is pretty much over.  :(  Went to the beach once with the lovely ladies - it was perfect out.  Absolutely perfect. Just wish I had a few more days of it before heading back to drama cove. 

Countdown to hell FCAT, 10 school days.

Oh...and to officially ring in the sun...now sporting highlights.  That's right baby...bringing out the blonde.  :)  Be ready world...here I come! 

empty.

 Several weeks ago I was having MAJOR gas pains.  I'm talking, I was burping like I drank a pint of whiskey the night before.  I was literally laying down at work groaning and thinking - this is it, my gut is going to explode and I will die.  Well, the lovely ladies at work pretty much said, um...idiot, take a prenancy test.  Could I possibly be pregnant?!  I guess I did throw up this morning!  Thinking back on the date...um, yep.  Pretty good chance.  So, I went home and....

Yep, pregnant!

This is the point where I freak out for the first few hours until husband gets home.  He calls and is incredibly excited about the new addition...whew!  This is the point where we take up residence on cloud nine!  :)

The whole time...since before I found out I was pregnant until now...I just didn't feel right.  It wasn't like I had morning sickness..it was more of...ugh, I just don't feel right. BUUUUURRRRRP!  Yeah, still not feeling great.  I couldn't explain it...it just, wasn't right.

Right after I found out the great news we watched Marley and Me with Owen.  Well, in one part of the  movie the couple is pregnant, goes in to have an ultrasound and they find out that the baby doesn't have a heartbeat.  I was thinking - Oh my god, I can't even imagine going through that.  Annnd...that was only one part of the movie that I cried in.  Literally...saddest movie EVER. 

Anyways - 2 weeks ago I had my first doctor's appointment.  I had met with the nurse a week before but this was with the dr.  I was hoping she'd pull out the heartbeat machine and I was really excited when I saw it sitting on the counter!  So, she pulls it out, squishes some gel on my belly and...can't find a heartbeat.  My heart automatically drops and I'm pretty sure she can see me secretly freaking out.  She asks the nurse to bring the ultrasound machine because it's not uncommon to not hear the heartbeat when it's that young (whew!).  Let's face it...I don't track my crazy out of wack cycle so I wasn't sure on the date. 

Nurse brings in the machine, and waaaa-laaaa!  I see the little bean moving (and, I swear waving) at me.  It's like everything else in the world stopped and all I could see was that little 1.9 cm bean inside my belly.  It's little heart racing away.  Best. Sight. Ever.  All of my fears, worries, doubts just faded away and everything was perfect.  Absolutely perfect.

The dr. measured the baby and realized my dates were off so I was scheduled for an ultrasound with a better machine.  We went Monday.  I was really excited because it was husband's birthday and we would go, and he'd get to see the little bean's heart racing and moving all around on his birthday - what a gift! 

Sunday night I woke up at about 2 and had a HORRIBLE dream.  Long story short: I was on a muddy road and there were all these cars around (not driving, just sitting there).  I had to weave my way through it and all of a sudden a little boy that looked like little man but older ran out in front of my car and I hit the kid.  I started screaming and then there was a voice on the radio that said, you took mine, I'm taking yours. 

it was horrible. 

So, we woke up the next day (birthday day!), went to breakfast and we were all excited to see what was in store for us and when the big day would be! 

When we went in I just had this really strange feeling.  Like, this is it.  This is Marley and Me.  I just couldn't stop thinking about it the entire time I was laying there.  The technition wasn't saying anything, which was making me nervous in itself.  But, I was thinking - well...she's not allowed to say anything, so...it's fine.  it's fine. it's fine. it has to be fine.  it's fine. 

It wasn't fine.  About an hour later I got a call from the Dr. and she said there was a note on the file that said there was no heartbeat found.  No heartbeat found.  Saddest three words EVER.  I pretty much started crying that minute and haven't really stopped. 

So, on husband's birthday - we found out the little baby was gone.  Not the gift I wanted to give him. 

Tuesday we went to the dr to 'discuss our options'.  I saw the ultrasound machine in the room and tears just started to fall.  Please, please, please don't make me look.  I want to keep the imagine of the little bean bouncing in my belly, waving with her heart just pumping away.  But, she made me look.  I saw a little lifeless bean just laying there.  I was taken to a new level of devistation. It just made it too real.  She was gone. 

So, we made an appointment for Wednesday.  Woke up at 4:30 and drove to the hospital.  The last time we did that we were going in to have little man!  We couldn't sleep the night before because we were filled with excitement and anticipation about what this little man would be like.  This time we couldn't sleep because we knew we were going in to officially lose the baby.  The whole ride there was just a terrible, heart wrenching ride.  This wasn't why we were supposed to go to the hospital.  We weren't supposed to go this soon, not for this. 

Check in, go in, and wait.  It was finally over and now I'm home.  It's safe to say this has been the worst experience of my life, by far.  I honestly don't know how people can go through this numerous times.  It just...hurts. I feel empty and just...sad.  really really sad.  

I know we can try again, but, I lost a baby.  There was a live baby inside of me and it died.  It doesn't matter how old it was.  It was my baby.  A baby made from love.  A baby we wanted....and it's gone. 

  

Dovish, when I wanna be.

Over the summer I took a course with stilletto and drama mama - during the course we had to take a personality test.  I've been thinking about this test quite a bit lately because I think it honestly depends on how well you know the person and what the circumstance is as to what animal you are.  Not only that...but I think my animal may be changing.  Partly because I'm changing and becoming more confident in my knowledge at work, and partly because I'm so sick and tired of people at drama cove (my place of employment) that don't do their jobs and expect people around them to pick up their slack.  Um, excuse me, but I thought you got paid more than I do...why am I doing your job?  Basically, I've been a tad fiesty and I haven't been holding my tongue like I have in the past.

Now...when you first meet me I tend to me more reserved and quiet - I pretty much keep to myself and build a pretty good opinion of you without ever really having a good conversation with you myself.  I tend to see how people interact with others before I dive in and test you out myself.  However...when you get to know me, I tend to be quite opinionated and down right bitchy.  And...I'm ok with that...why?  Because my best friends are bitches sweeties, and I love them to death. 

I'm an avid people watcher.  I have always, and will always be, a people watcher.  I find great joy in watching people do absolutlely nothing besides walk around a store, or in a park, and making choices is probably one of my most favorites to watch (mostly because I'm a horrible decision maker).  Because of this I'm sure it does NOT help my anxiety in the least.  I tend to think someone is always watching me and judging me...most likely because I do it to others ALL. THE. TIME.
Have you ever seen peopleofwalmart.com?  Well, if you ever feel down in the dumps, like nothing is going right, and you need to feel good about yourself...please don't hesitate to go there and get an ego boost.  Why?  Because if you're reading this blog, you ARE better than that.  (see, told ya...snobby.)

Maybe I am, and will always be a dove...with a touch of the bird flu.

This weekend we went to breakfast with 2 of my favorite couples of all time.  There's no doubt we'll be friends until we die, and if I don't get an invitation to their children's wedding, I'll be downright pissed....just sayin.  :)  It's times like that where I miss my little bubble and all my friends that were in it with me.  I wish I could just keep all of them close to me so we could go out for weekly dinners and weekend outtings instead of just breakfast every few months.

For the record...it's January 31st and I'm officially working on a revised edition of resolutions.

I apologize for the complete randomness of this post.  I felt like if I didn't post anything soon you would think I was procrastinating....which isn't the case, my life just isn't too exciting :)

3 checks and I'm on my way.

Last night was date night #3 in the month of January.  Can we check the calendar - it's only the 16th. Yes, that's one check on my resolutions list.  We went to Froggers where I worked on two of my other resolutions. 

This isn't on the list but...say what I'm really thinking.
I ordered a spiced rum and diet coke...what I got was...a diet coke and some nasty ass fruity rum crap.  At least, that's what it tasted like.It was either something fruity, or below the bottom shelf bottle.  Either way, it was gross.  I really wanted to send it back but I was super nervous.  I hate sending things back because I always feel a little snobby, and I've seen the movie waiting. So, anyways, I was really nervous and hubs said he would do it for me (mostly because he was sick and tired of hearing me talk about it) but, finally....right before we got the bill, I handed it to the waitress and I apologized and said...um, this just...isn't good.  What do you know...it worked!  I didn't get a new one, but I did get a cup for a beer.  Win Win!

Next up...small talk.  This one could quite possibly be the hardest one on my list.  Mostly because I'm so damn awkward and don't know what to say to people - I usually just keep asking how they're doing until I can find something else to look at or discuss.  Small talk is NOT my forte. 
Anyways...this girl had walked past us and she had a new tattoo of 3 birds.  I desperately wanted to see it up close, and made the mistake of saying: I'm going to the bathroom to talk to her!  Well, hubs jumped right on it and basically pushed me out of my chair.  I go into the bathroom and I think...um, ok...I don't want to actually use the bathroom because what if I take too long and miss her?  So, I start washing my hands.  The problem is this bird lady was taking forever so I spent an unusually long time washing my hands.  She finally flushed and I felt like it was ok to stop washing and start drying.  Apparently she had a very hard time with her pants or something because it was taking forever.  Well, she comes out of the stall and it was just horrible.  I, clearly, am not good at starting random conversations. I obviously need Stiletto to teach me something.  So, I started asking all about the tattoo and she was clearly uncomfortable.  But, whatever - now I'm 100% positive that's what I want...I'm also 100% positive I do NOT want them in a circle formation.  Now - just to make my appointment.

p.s. the fried pickles were amazing.

cheaters.

Last time I checked in I was pretty much in dire need of a diet pepsi.  I made it sound all great and easy by talking about the delicious veggie soup I made.  Let me just set up Saturday night to explain exactly how strong willed I am (when I know other people are counting on me)....
Now, if you know me at all you know I am a bread lover.  I will most likely take a fresh baked roll with butter on it over an ice cream cone. 
Set scene:
Saturday night (date night) at a steak house and I get there late. Hubs and another couple are already there and I sit down right infront of a fresh, hot, buttery, sparkling roll that has tiny little auras coming off of it (because, that's exactly how delicious it looks).  I resist...even though there is cinnamon butter to go with it.  Cinnamon butter people!  I simply moved it out of my way and went on to peruse the menu looking for a veggie delight to inhale, only to find out hubs had already eaten two rolls.  (um, isn't he supposed to be doing this with me?!).  Going over the menu conversation starts flowing about lunch that day.  This is where I find out hubs had chinese food...with rice.  I pretty much knew this would be coming because he was a  miserable grouch the day and 1/2 he was on the cleanse.  We were discussing ordering an app - which was completely out of the question because 1. there was nothing I could eat (side note: how do people on the biggest loser do it?!) and 2. they had fried pickles (which, i love love love) So, we decide to skip apps.  About that time the other couple shows up, order drinks and an app.  About 5 minutes later a small basket with perfectly round, crisp, juicy, fried pickle chips appeared before me.  The smell wooshed directly in my nose and I have to admit...I was drooling.  I must have made a face because the couple that ordered it asked me if I was allergic.  This is about the time hubs and couple #1 made a huge scence by laughing at me. 
At the end of our meal when I thought I had conquered it and felt so proud of myself...that's when I heard a voice say, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" and plop two scoops of vanilla ice cream smoothered with warm chocolate syrup right in front of me.  I must admit I was slight bitchy because I turned around and said, it is NOT my birthday and this is NOT a nice joke.  A girl can only take so much I tell ya!

The 'cleanse' was suppose to go until Thursday.  Some of the best girls ever decided to cheat...without my knowing.  I felt so guilty having a piece of cheese on my vegan burger so I had to confess at lunch.  Only to find out mamadrama had ribs and georgia girl went on a binge (granted, it was needed...but still!).  So, I had a great big IN YOUR FACE cookie that day.  It was needed and that was the conclusion of the cleanse.  Back to normal eating...let's hope my body gets back to normal sometime soon.  Something is just not right with me right now! 

This hasn't been the best week ever for keeping up with my resolutions.  It's been fr fr freeeezing and let's face it...when it's this cold, my hips are killing me and it's nearly impossible to find any sort of motivation to get up and get moving.  On a better note, I have been looking deeper into getting my masters.  That has to count for something..right?

We have off on Monday so I'll need to find something special to do for MLKjrs bday - perhaps I'll have a cupcake in his honor.  There is a trip planned for the party store to find a pirate costume (more on that later)!

This week I will be signing up for the Warrior Dash.  I may be more excited about a weekend get away with some great people, and wearing a kilt rather than wading through murky water...but, that's ok.  Stilletto and her mate are doing it next weekend (going through murky water with alligators in cold weather and not drinking beer = crazy).  I think Stilletto is partilally doing it just to show me that she can.  Backstory: we were discussing the dash at lunch and the first thing out of her mouth was something like, "eww, do they have hand sanitizer after eash station?"  So, I may or may not have uninvited her and told her she wasn't allowed to go because she'd be a downer.  She's totally trying to shove this one in my face...but, I would expect nothing less (in a good way, of course). 

Today I went shopping with mother.  She bought drapes (which, a lady almost snagged them right out of my hand from the clearance rack...not exaggerating) and I bought slutty black boots.  I can't wait to wear them - I may wear dresses all next week just to break them in.   I have been looking all over the place for weeks for damn boots and the last store we checked had done last pair in my size (WHEW!) ...made it just in time!

Tonight's plan: hanging with some boys we haven't seen in a very long time.  For the record, we WILL be ordering fried pickles.  I'm going to count this as a date....3 dates and it's only 1/2 way through the month - WATCH OUT!

the weather's great at drama cove

Week one of the new year.  And...we're back. 

Have you ever seen the movie The Cove?  If not...it's a place where dolphins are taken to be slaughtered.  They can't escape, they are incredibly stressed the entire time they're there, and sure enough..they watch most of their friends and family die before they are eventually slaughtered.  Well, that is very much what it's like at my place of employment.  Only...instead of spears and machetes, it's drama.  That's right...I work at Drama Cove. 

Moving on...

So far, I've stuck to my guns!  Some of the best girls ever and I went wogging twice this week, and I completed a yoga workout where I realized just how incredibly out of shape I really am.  (EEK!) It was great!  We're currently training for a 5k that's at the end of Feb.  I may not be able to run the entire thing, but I know I'll at least complete it.  If the people on Biggest Loser can do it, I can do it...right?

Along with the training, 3 of the best girls ever and I decided to do a cleanse. I found one online...but we're basically making up our own to suit our liking.  Hubs is doing it too, which makes it a little easier.  We're doing only fruits and veggies for one week.  I actually didn't think it'd be as hard as it is.  This is day 2...I'm pretty much dying for a crisp, bubbly diet pepsi.  Today I got the go-ahead for a glass.  I'm pretty sure it's just because Georgia girl wanted a glass of wine..but, whatever.  I'll take it! 
I've pretty much come to the conclusion that even though I'm not supposed to eat carbs or sugar (because my body is wacky), I just can't live without it.  The past 2 days I've been thinking about it nonstop.  I was literally drooling over the croissants at the bakery last night!  But, I was strong and only bought the stuff I needed for veggie soup...which, by the way, turned out FANTASTIC (if I do say so myself)!

Georgia girl sent me a link for the warrior dash. She had a crazy idea that I would actually be interested in participating in it in just a few weeks.  Clearly, she does NOT know me well enough.  That is definitely NOT enough time to think of numerous excuses as to why I can't do it. So...we sort of decided to do the one in GA...because after all she is a little Georgia girl.  It's not until May..which means we have time to train (think of lots of excuses why this is a VERY bad idea). We'll most likely get a hotel and make a weekend of it.  A combination of mud, live music, fireworks , a FREE warrior helmet and giant slip n' slide...can it get any better?  oh yes, add beer....now it's perfect.  So, who knows...maybe we'll have some excitement in May!

3, 2, 1...

There I go posting the first post yesterday and getting all caught up in what the blog was about that I forgot to mention what a fabulous time we had the night before! 

Hubs and I are NOT big NYE people.  In fact, we're usually in bed around 10 and don't even think twice about it.  Well, this year we went out with a super fab couple.  Pretty sure we started the night off great when we opened the door and hubs was dressed in a suit and tie and I had on a bridesmaid's dress (complete with accessories).  Their face was pretty priceless - it was TOTALLY worth it. 
Several beverages later we went to eat where we had the world's most annoying waiter.  He checked on us literally every 2-3 minutes.  We could hardly complete a sentence before he came over again.  Food was delicious though!

After dinner we went to a bar where a lady asked us to steal a monkey - and she'd give us $20 for it.  I'm pretty sure she'd been there awhile.  We then made our way to downtown and watched the ball drop.  It was great - pretty sure I love these Audi owners.

Keeping up with my resolutions, hubs and I went on a date last night!  We dropped off little man and made our way to the fabulous local mall to watch Black Swan.  If you haven't seen it, you should.  After I told hubs I will definitely be referring to my Black Swan when the fiestiness starts to come through. 
We also looked at wedding rings.  8 years was a pretty good run for hubs to keep his without losing it. 

Today begins my 'training' for the 5k.  If you've never seen me run - watch out.  I am not a runner, I'm a wogger.  I walk and sort of jog.  I've NEVER enjoyed running, I'm terrible at it, and it just down right hurts.  Everything about it hurts - I honestly don't understand why people enjoy doing it.  My knees, hips, ribs, lungs and neck hurt every time I run.  Does that happen to everyone, or am I doing something completely wrong?
(side note: this training will begin AFTER a birthday celebration where I will try to control myself and not inhale as much cake as humanly possible...just because it's delicious).

day 2...here I come!

the first one.

Happy New Year!

It's 2011.  Hard to believe, but here I sit on the cusp of diving into my 30's this year.  About this time every year I have the same thoughts: this year I'm really going to change.  or..This year I'm going to work on blah bitty blah.  I'm starting this blog to help me stay on track with my resolutions.  My husband is pretty positive it won't last more than a month.  I intend to prove him wrong, very wrong. 

So far I'm doing quite well with my first New Year's resolution (procrastinate less: hence, starting the blog on the FIRST!). 
I'm pretty sure my year resolutions will turn to monthly resolutions.  That seems much more reasonable for me!  So far I have (in no particular order)...

1.  procrastinate less
2. lose 'monitor' weight (isn't this on most lists?)
3. eat more fruits and veggies
4. cook 2 (or more!) meals a week
5. show my appreciation towards others more
6. read more books
7. paint the bedroom wall
8. have 2 (or more!) official dates a month  (offical meaning we unload critter on someone and go out somewhere for more than 2 hours)
9. apply for master's
10. be more proactive with keeping in touch with friends
11. become more comfortable with The Grays
12. try to be more of a list maker (i tend to not make lists...and forget stuff -oops.)
13. run 3 5ks (this is a huge deal...to be discussed later)
14. learn how to small talk
15. create a family craft for each holiday
16. go on a family weekend get away for no reason at all other than to make great memories
17. say a positive comment before something negative sneaks out of my mouth

pretty sure there's more..but, I'll work on that later. :)

side note: for some reason I do NOT like even numbered lists - so if something random should pop into a later post...that's why.