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5. and more changes

That’s the poundage I’ve shred in the last week or so.  Color me content.  Actually, color me super happy.

And that’s not all.  The toning part of it all kicks major ass.  Jillian Michaels is not as much of a bitch as I thought she’d be, but then again I’m barely on Level 1.

I’ll add to this a big thanks to my platonic love for keeping me motivated, and no, don’t ask who he is because I’m not telling you, and yes, that includes you, bff.  Sorry.

And on top of all this, I’m kinda close to reaching my goal of 2 miles in 20 minutes on the treadmill.  I’m at 1.75 right now and the short term goal is 2m by mid-February,  and then 3m in 20 min by mid March.

I am determined to be beach ready with some killer legs and ass by Spring Break.

Other changes going on…no more drinking during weekdays.  This, I’m sure, is certainly helping me with the shredding of the excess poundage.

I just can’t even tell you how uber excited I am about everything right now.  It’s like I have a fresh outlook on everything.  I’m setting goals and making sure I reach them.

I’m just hoping to keep this momentum up once school starts and I’m glad I didn’t over schedule myself because this quarter brings a lot with it including M & Kbob’s karate lessons, M’s soccer league, Kbob possibly being in baseball, and school, school and more school.  Whew!

Anyhoozles…how in the hell have YOU been?!

Back to Giddy!

 
Guess what, ya’ll?  I’m back to my semi-normal self again!  It feels gooood!
 
My direct deposit hasn’t gone through, my hair is static-y & I have tons of work, but I’m giddy!

I realized something in writing this research paper:  I need to quit making half-ass efforts at writing and just sit down and WRITE.  Not type, but write.  I noticed back when all my papers were getting me A’s and I was proud of what I was turning in, I’d draft everything out on paper first.  BIG diff.  I also need to get back to reading a lot more.  I felt SO dumb yesterday.

 In this case, that'd be ME. 

Someone gave me a lead to an amazing advertising/sales job that I would be the perfect fit for, but the hours conflict with my work schedule and the fact that it’s a start-up company scares me.  I need the stability that my current job gives me.  I can’t afford to take a leap and run the risk of cutting back income or taking on more hours.  Making grown-up decisions for an entire family sucks.  Oh well.

I feel like this is turning into a weird resolutions type blog, but too bad.

I need to get back on the ball with my workouts and eating habits.  That one week I spent at my mom’s killed my soda-free streak and now I’m always craving a coke.  Plus the gym has taken a backseat to studying and research and I can feel it already.  Maybe I’ll finally do The Shred, but I doubt it. 

Anytwat, this has been your mid-week recap brought to you by the letter H as in HYPER and the number 1 as in that’s how many days are left until I can sleep in.

How has your week been?

Do you have any go-to workout tips for when you’ve totally cheated your diet?

Oh, and I’m still DYING for this dress.  Gorgeous! Marc Jacobs

I can totally see me wearing this to the company christmas party…oh the scandal!  Jajajajaja!!!

Backseat Cruisin’

If you’ve known me or been a reader long enough, you know that I love to be the center of attention.  I am a self-proclaimed narcissist and the attention whore in my circle of friends.  They know this, they accept it, and they give me hell about it too.  Hey, as long as they’re paying attention to me, who cares what they’re saying, right?

Lately, I’ve felt like I’ve been taking the backseat in a few of my friendships, blog-world & interwebz included.  While this would usually send me on a wild-tizzied frenzy, questioning my coolness, my wit, my humor, and what not, this hasn’t been the case as of late.

I love this nonchalant-ness that comes with being secure in my friendships and the awesomeness that is my circle.  I don’t hear from someone on IM in a while, it’s cool, I know they’ve been busy with other stuff, and when we do chat it’s as if we’ve been in contact all along.  Haven’t heard from you in a while, I know you’re busy with your new life and I know you mean to keep in touch as I do, but life has been busy for us all.  I get it.

I used to be the flaky friend.  In most ways, I still am.  I mean to call/text/email/IM, but I get busy.  This has cost me a few friendships.  I’m sorry.

Anyway, I was going a certain direction with this post, but completely forgot where that was so instead you got a long-winded ramble about how full of myself I am.  Big surprise, huh?   Jeje.

This weekend was pretty amazing.  My mommy spoiled me all weekend.  Took me shopping, took me out for breakfast and lunch, dyed my hair for me and helped clean the apt. up.  I also gave the down payment on my car and I get to go pick it up today, so YAY!  No more bugging people for rides! 

How was your weekend?
Do you ever get self-conscious in friendships and feel like you’re being left behind?
 

Looking up and looking ahead. Nixing a Halloween Curse.

I get it now.  I’m not celebrating Halloween again.  I can’t even think about Halloween with good memories anymore.

Last year I got puked on, Exorcist style.  It was all over me, my hair, and my car.

This year I ran my car into a ditch.  Yes, I was sober.  Yes, everyone is ok, save for bruises and some pain.  My car is totalled.  That’s that.

I’m not going to dwell on it and I’m not going to let it break me, but I don’t want to tempt fate and see what happens if I do it next year.

I have amazing friends who will wake up at 9 am on a Sunday to drive my ass and my totalled car back in to town and offer to go to the junkyard and pull the parts that I need so I don’t have to spend a lot of $.  Who will try to make me laugh all the way back home so I can stop stressing over how my mom will react when she sees my car.  Who will be there for me when I need them just to be on the phone.  Who will wake up at the buttcrack of dawn and drive me to work, 30 minutes away and take me to Starbucks.  Who will offer to drive me to work for the week.  Who won’t bat an eyelash when I tell them the story and how stupid I felt and will try to make me feel better about the situation.  I love you guys. 

Today is a gorgeous day.  It’s a new month.  My son’s 6th bday is in 24 days.  My little man is growing up. 

I’m on the market for a new car.  My family is amazing.

I guess what I’m trying to say in so many words is that I’m thankful for my life and everyone in it.  I’m thankful for getting to look at things from a different perspective and stay positive. 

Nope, not gonna let this get me down.

Sailor Moon…ahem

One week. Whoo! One week smoke-free. That’s HUGE. And yes, I’m proud. This morning I almost gave in, drove all the way back home to get one from my just-in-case-party-pack, but didn’t. That pack is only for smoking when I got out. Yeah, I’m not quitting all the way yet, but just not smoking on the regular is big for me.

I bought my costume last night. It was almost like fate. I had originally (like way back in March when I started planning for Halloween…shudup, it’s my first year dressing up) planned to go as a sailor pin-up girl. Then decided I was too fat. But somewhere between then and now I shed some poundage and yesterday I snagged the last Sailor Girl costume at Hot Topic. It was a large. And it Fit. Almost a bit too big, but YAY! Aaaand it was 50% off! Now I just need to find me some kick ass red heels and I’ll be set. And if I can manage to find a long blonde wig I’m going as Sailor Moon. Remember her??? (yes, I realize I’m a wee bit of a dork)

My Costume (sans peticoat)

My Costume (sans peticoat)

Close enough to pull it off, no?

Close enough to pull it off, no?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Can someone please explain to me why it is that I only see tons of stuff I like at the mall when I’m broke? It’s incredibly frustrating. When I’m actually looking for something, I almost never find it. Yesterday, it was like dresses and platform pumps galore. I wanted to cry. Maybe fashion goes by the same principle of love as in “it always comes when you’re not looking for it” or something of the sorts.

I’m way too spazzy to type anything cohesive today…obvs…but I just needed to document the fact that it’s been a week. Oh, and I also lost 4 lbs. Yeah, it’s been a good week.

How’s your hump day going?

Oh, and I added that google friend connect thing on the right…be a doll and subscribe so it’s not all empty and stuff!  Besos!

Chaotic

This weekend was a lot of fun. I slept way more than I should have, but given my current condition, that’s ok.

I thought I had cleaned my place well enough but every little piece of dirt on my floor gives me the heebeejeebees…how I missed it the first time baffles me.

In driving to work this morning I figured out what’s been making me feel icky and gross and not myself lately. This should probably go on a TMI blog, but by then it’ll be taken care of so why wait? Stuble. I HATE stuble. I like to be nice and smooth all the time and I figured since it’s been chilly and I can get away with jeans and sweats everyday, I’d be ok. But no, my brain ain’t having it. “shave already, ya nasty” it keeps telling me. Harrumph. FINE.

Another thing? My heels. I realized this morning that I don’t have ANY open toe shoes with heels that I can wear. I mean, no, I still haven’t found my kick ass wedges which would make my life simpler, but the heels I do have are lacking…a heel. The tiny little bottom part, you know, the one that covers the nail? So I have 5+ pairs of shoes that have been rendered unwearable and need to take a visit to the Shoe Dr. Pronto.

I did get some things taken care of which will make the next two weeks less sressful. The kids got their costumes. I don’t celebrate Halloween so I was never up on the whole “buy your costume early” thing. Last year I bought them the day of and said never again because people are crazy and I’m not dealing with crowds…especially crowds involving kids. So this year the costumes are bought and they are CUUUUUTE. Kbob is going to be Wolverine. The costume is kick ass and he LOVES it. M is going to be Spongebob. My 9 year old doesn’t fit into kid costumes; they’re too short. So we had to resort to teen ones and, well, it was “sexy pirate” “sexy strawberry shortcake” “sexy this and that”…UGH! So when she tried on the Spongebob costume I was for sure that she would hate it, but nope, cute-yet-appropriate Halloween costume FTW!

I want to go watch Paranormal Activity sooooo bad. The ex-hubby swore up and down that it’s the BEST horror movie EVER and being that we used to watch every horror movie out there, I kind of have to give him the benefit of the doubt. So that’s been put on the “things to do this week” along with “finally do laundry”, “write research paper”, “buy my halloween costume” and “try not to go insane with overscheduling”.

So, how was YOUR weekend???
Get into any kind of trouble worth sharing?
And to those who went to PBandTUNA…yep, I’m still green with envy!

The wings and the wand make ALL the difference

So remember I had said I had enough of this anxiety and depression and all that?  Well I did something about it.  The good thing is I’m not having bouts of sadness anymore…but the anxiety is still there.  It sucks.  I looked up the meds I was prescribed and they are mostly used to treat depression but don’t really target anxiety, which to be honest was the main problem to begin with.  So back to square two we go.  Gah.

I was so ready to start school this summer but now that I’m actually here, I can’t wait to for the semester to be done.  I like my classes, but there’s a lot of reading and tests which I didn’t really have to bother with the last two semesters.  The tests were a breeze and most of the grades were based on papers and projects which I totally rock at.  But this whole reading and test taking and what not is messing me up.  Mental block.  Yup, that’s what it is.

Halloween is right around the corner.  I know!  Had it not been for me reminding you, you totes would have forgotten.  I’m a saint like that.  Kbob has decided once again that he wants to be a Power Ranger.  But only the one with the muscles.  Yeah.  And M, well, M had said devil, then she tells me she wants to be a bumble bee…”but not the baby kind, the kind with the skirt and the wings”  Um….NO.  HELL NO.

As for me, well, it went from Rainbow Brite to The Baroness to a glammed out disco fairy.  What?!  The plan is neon pink or neon green wig, little tutu, fishnets, a corset and fuckmepumps.  Of course with a wand and fairy wings to differentiate between eccentric hooch & fairy.  Of course.

Meh, if I know myself well enough (which is still debatable) I probably won’t be dressing up at all.  Which will be sad, really, with all the work I’ve been doing at the gym…but who knows.

Anyway, I have class to go to.  It’s the one with the professor of questionable intellect who boasts about his education and teaching experience but failed to produce a syllabus for the first four weeks of class.  Yeah, oh joy.

Thoughts on this weekend:

* Couple’s Retreat: Skip it. Not even Vince Vaughn could save this movie. Actually, Carlos Ponce almost did…if it weren’t for that damn hair.
* Had a blast, but I’m glad it’s over. I can’t hang anymore and that’s fine with me.
* Consuming a half-slab of ribs after 9 pm is never a good idea.
* Some people take themselves way too seriously.
* It really is ok to be selfish sometimes.
* People are going to talk about you whether you give them a reason or not, so might as well live it up and make the most of life.
* Sleeping in is nearly impossible when your upstairs neighbors are fat cows.
* People with children should not be allowed to live in upstairs apartments. Neither should people who walk like they’re nailing their feet to the floor every time they take a step.
* TV needs to step it up and show better shit on weekends. I refuse to watch “Never Been Kissed” ever again. And yes, I realize football was on but I forgot.
* Denny’s can actually have good food when you’re a tad hungover, but sitting by screaming children and parents who must be on some good damn pills shouldn’t have to be an issue. Shut your kid up.
* Aside from my own kids and a few select others, I really don’t like children.
* I need to start being nicer to some people and less nice in general. Why do some people think they are just so awesome so you must want to talk to them? They can’t fathom the thought that you may really just not like them as a person. They may be too annoying, stuck up, boring, or just have different interests as you…so move along, don’t put me in an awkward position.
* I really, really, really like shopping for dresses now. The one I bought this weekend is SO comfortable and versatile enough to dress it up or dress it down. Loves!
* I also found some fab earrings and a rockin’ cocktail ring to complete the look. Double loves!
* I really need to find a nice curtain rod. Still haven’t done that. It’s been almost 3 months now. Procrastination WIN, but home décor FAIL.

Anytwat, how was YOUR weekend?!

Cosmic Humor, Funky Cold Medina, and Hypothetical Situations

VIRGO:

For the moment, you can expect to be a veritable magnet for the attention of new admirers of the most interesting variety. The fun starts today, with the possibility of a visit from someone you can only describe as unusual and appealing. If you’re not legitimately attracted to them, however, don’t play. This is potent stuff you’re packing, and it won’t be as easy to turn it off as it is to turn on.

Ok, back the frack up right there.  Because what I need right now is someone from an “interesting” variety who is “unusual” but somehow “appealing”??? Riiiiiiiight.  And please tell me what “potent stuff” I am packing so I can make sure to get rid of it as I’m rarely “legitimately attracted” to anyone.  Yeah, fuck you Universe. 

Horoscopes are for chumps, but moving right along…

 

Thank you to everyone who commented on my last blog.  Your words really made a difference.  I am still in a funk, but it’s not of the Funky Cold Medina type.  I’ve got a lot to focus on right now and I’m sure that’ll help me get rid of it soon.

I’m trying not to worry about what other people are going to think when certain things happen.  As much as I try to not give a fuck, my friends matter to me and their opinion counts.  Once I hear someone talk a certain way about someone, I tend to worry that I will be put in the same category and judged as harshly as they have.  But it doesn’t really matter, right?  I can avoid the situation and make myself unhappy in the process or carry around some guilt for a bit.  The problem is that when the thought of someone saying something about me creeps into my head it makes my blood boil and want to call that person to the carpet and put them on blast.  Hypothetical situations will be the end of me. 

 

Oh, my birthday was AH-ma-Zing.  The pics are up on FB & MS is you want to go look.  Oh, and apparently I’m a HUGE LUSH because everyone decided to get me liquor for my birthday…not that I’m complaining! 

 

Happy Hump Day peoples.  Hope you have a good one.  Besos!

Justified!

Hola peoples!

I’ve been M.I.A. for some time now so I thought I’d drop in and give you a little update.  

Ms. Jamie over at Show & Tell made this absolutely fab theme for me and I am copletely in love with it!  It’s so…me!  

I’ve been all over the place lately getting all my stuff squared away and penciled into the S.O.D. (schedule of death in case you forgot).  

So far I think this semester will go by ok.  One of my professors is totally adorable and I seem to hang on every word he says which might come in handy once test time rolls around.  The other two, well, one seems brilliant and the other not so much.  Flaunting your “multiple” Master’s and PhD in less than ten minutes and then failing to figure out how to operate the overhead?  Not impressive.

Most of my time this week will be spent stressing out over my birthday (which is this Saturday, btw!!!).  Plans to go to Austin seem to have been foiled and while I keep saying I don’t want to make a big deal of it, my friends know me better than that.  It HAS to be an event!  I’m talking sexy dress, killer heels and rock star makeup a la It’s Unbeweavable! style.  Check out her page, it’s fab!

So you see, this week my self-centeredness is justified.  It’s all about me.

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Like Beyonce said…”I’ve got every reason to feel like I’m that bitch” …such a HUGE EGO baby!

 

Besos!

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