Thursday, June 27, 2013

Yes, that's my child screaming.

I usually try to remain Positive Polly, but today I really struggled.

Let's start at the beginning.

Today was Billy's 2 year old well child check with his pediatrician.  I should have known that our visit wasn't going to be candy and rainbows when I passed a vacant building on our way to the office that had a big "Coming Soon" sign with Billy's doctor's name on it.  So he was moving, no big deal.  I later found out why.

When we checked in it took FOREVER.  Now, that was partially our fault since I had new insurance information to give them.  The staff in the front were super sweet so I wasn't at all irritated. yet.

Our appointment was at 3.  We didn't get called back until 3:20.  Understandable, sure, for me.  Not for Billy.  I will say he was a trooper and was really good waiting.  I am so thankful for Curious George on YouTube and that my phone was fully charged.

The nurse was very kind, but Billy didn't want any part of her taking his temperature, listening to his heart and lungs, or taking his weight and measurements.  Yes, that is my child screaming like he's being murdered.  Sorry.

She told us he didn't have to have shots this time, YES!, but that he would have to have his blood taken. Crap.

When the lab tech came in she seemed nice enough, but as it would turn out she's not so good with kids.  No gloves on to take blood...really?  Squeezed and squeezed his little pricked finger for a good five minutes while I helped her hold him.  He squirmed, he screamed, he cried, he kicked.  She was frustrated, I was frustrated, and she yelled at Billy.  Um...he's 2!  You pricked his finger and are squeezing it over and over.  He's not going to be happy about it.  I'm not sure what exactly she expected me to do but she was quite snarky when she left.  Billy wouldn't let her put on the band-aid.  He moved so much it was a wad in his hand.  She let out a sigh and told me to try and hold gauze on it so he wouldn't bleed all over everything. The sarcasm with which she said this and the eye roll sent me over the edge.  Now I know she was just doing her job, and needed to get a certain amount of blood out, but couldn't there have been a better way?  Or if not could she not have been a little more understanding?  And for heaven's sake, girl, put some gloves on.

A resident that was working with Billy's doctor came in right after the lab tech left so he got to see Billy red faced and tear streaked.  Then he started messing with him, checking his ears and such.  That went over like a lead balloon.  Billy got so worked up he puked on me.  This has become a running theme with him.  Second puke incident on me in the last few weeks.  All because of crying too much.  I shouldn't even bother showering or wearing clean clothes when I know he's going to get like this.  Blah.

Then the doctor came in and was fabulous as always.  He smoothed things over with me and with Billy and we left feeling taken care of.  He said that he and another doctor were opening up their own practice because they were not happy with the customer service and the way some things were being handled.  I see what he means! On the way out I had to pick up his shot records.  That little chore took 25 minutes.  So, grand total time spent at the doctor today...1:45.  Come on.

We're home now and all is well.  At least he's not crying and I no longer smell like puke.  Victory!

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Liebster Award

Well color me surprised!  I've been nominated for an award!  This award is for new bloggers that have less than 200 followers.  It's super awesome that Valerie @ Fabulous Chick Gets Fit nominated me.  Check out her blog.  She's awesome.

To accept the nomination I must:
1. Link back to the blog that nominated me
2. Nominate 5-11 blogs with fewer than 200 followers
3. Answer the questions posted for you by your nominator
4. Share 11 random facts about yourself
5. Create 11 questions for your nominees
6. Contact your nominees and let them know you nominated them

The blogs I've nominated are:
1. Jenna @ Jenna Rae Everyday
2. Tiffany @ The Fit Train
3. Melissa @ My Life As A Folz
4. Crystal @ Through Crystal's Eyes
5. Samantha @ 24 to 30

11 Questions for my Nominator:
1. Why did you start a blog?

A few years ago I started reading a blog and she had a giveaway where you had to follow her blog to enter.  That's when I signed up with google.  Then a little while after that I started not one, not two, but three blogs.  Ambitious much?  I was terrible at keeping up with them and later deleted all three.  Then, after months and months of following several other blogs I thought I'd take a crack at it.  It seemed like a fun way to document my life, have family members that live far off keep up with us, and to make new friends.

2. What is your favorite blog {besides mine?}

For realz?!  This is super hard.  I love Mama Laughlin, Skinny Meg, 4Kottez, Where We Can Live Like Jack and Sally, and Hubby Jack.  I follow many others, but this crowd really sucked me in!  I feel like I'm the awkward new girl in town and they're the popular crowd that everyone wants to hang with.

3. What is your favorite TV show?

Yikes!  I'm such a TV junkie.  I'll just make a list...Real Housewives Franchise, Glee, Big Brother, Grey's Anatomy, Keeping Up With The Kardashians, Dancing with the Stars, New Girl, Smash (so sad it's cancelled), The Bachelor, Awkward, Gossip Girl (Netfilx Marathon), and the best for last...Sex and the City.  That's quite a list.  WOW.
4. Any family traditions?

My family always tries to get together for most major holidays., eat a amazing dinner and hunt eggs.
     Fourth of July...we hang at the golf course, play games, eat, and watch fireworks.
     Halloween...carve pumpkins, wear awesome costumes, and eat truck loads of candy.
     Thanksgiving...get together, eat WAY too much, take naps, and watch football. mom and dad gave us 12 gifts before Christmas Day, one for each of the 12 days before Christmas and the last always being PJ's to wear on Christmas Eve.  I've kept that going with my little guy.  We always try to get together to eat and play games on Christmas Eve and then everyone comes to our house to open presents and eat breakfast Christmas morning.  Christmas is my favorite!
5. Have you met any celebrities?

I think I have, but I guess it wasn't life changing since I don't remember!  Does that mean I'm getting old?

6. If you could meet one person dead or alive, who would it be and what would you all do?

I feel like this question is meant to say a lot about someone and it's supposed to be philosophical and tell what someone is like deep down.  Yeah...I'm not answering it like that!  Lately I'm obsessed with Bruno Mars.  I like to meet him and have a dance party!

7. Favorite alcoholic drink?

My go to used to be a Margarita, lately it's been Barefoot Moscoto or Angry Orchard.  Yum!

8. No kids, no hubby, no work- what are you doing with your time?

If I have mulah...I'm going to get pampered and shop.  Nails, hair, tan, massage, shoes, clothes, and dinner and drinks with my ladies.  That makes me sound shallow.  Oh well!

9. Where is your favorite place to shop?

For Billy... Target, Children's Place, Carter's and Old Navy
For Bill... Academy, Target, and Kohl's
For Me... Target, Old Navy, Kohl's and several boutiques around my home town

10. Bath or Shower?

Shower for morning, Bath for that weird that it must be a time of day?

11. If you could live anywhere, where would it be?

I've only lived in Texas and Oklahoma and I've loved both.  They both feel like home and I'll always want to live where I feel at home.  Maybe a mansion near a beach would feel like home. :)

11 Random Facts About Me:
1. I was a baton twirler for my high school band.
2. I hate being cold.
3. I also hate being too hot.
4. I'm obsessive about my hair, it's bad.  Good/bad hair days affect my mood.
5. I check facebook, instagram, and my email, in that order before I go to bed.
6. If my workout clothes feel weird my workout will must likely suck.
7. I have a running ticker constantly going through my head.  It's helpful and annoying.
8. I bite my nails.  It's a horrible habit but I do it.
9. I have two small dogs.
10. I've been married 3 years and have just in the past two months lived with my husband full time.
11. I start teaching in a new school, district, city in a few weeks and I'm freaking out!  It's a good freak out though.

11 Questions for my Nominees:
1. Why did you start a blog?
2. What is your favorite blog {besides mine?}
3. What is your favorite TV show?
4. Any family traditions?
5. Have you met any celebrities?
6. If you could meet one person dead or alive, who would it be and what would you all do?
7. Favorite alcoholic drink?
8. No kids, no hubby, no work- what are you doing with your time?
9. Where is your favorite place to shop?
10. Bath or Shower?
11. If you could live anywhere, where would it be?

So there it is!  I've been nominated!  Whoop!  Thanks Valerie!  You Rock!


Friday, June 21, 2013

Weighty Issues

It's another link!  I think I'm addicted!

Today, and for the next 12 Fridays I'll be linking up with a fab duo that I just discovered through another link up this week.  Amy and Valerie and both so funny and they keep it real.  I'm so glad I stumbled upon their blogs.

Now for the link up!

Today's topic is goals. 
So for these 12 weeks I have three goals, because that's all I can keep up with. 
1. Track my eating on MFP.  I did really great for the first several months of my journey but have slacked off, and therefore have been stuck.
2. Continue weight training that I started two weeks ago.
3. Reach my ultimate goal of the 130's.
I'll post my "now" pictures with measurements later when my photographer husband gets home.  I'll be checking on everyone else and their goals in the link up!  Let's do this!
I'm out!
Mrs. T

Thursday, June 20, 2013

It's Wedding Season!

Today I'm joining in all the wedding talk fun.  I mean seriously.  Who doesn't enjoy gabbing about their big day?!


Brunch:  When my friend Lindsey got married I remember gushing to my mom about how awesome her wedding day brunch was and how I would love it if we could do something like that when I got married.  Fun place, fun music, fun food and drinks, getting ready, parrrty!  My aunt came through for me and hosted a bash to remember. 

My aunt scored a party barge on Lake Texoma for the bash. 

Wedding day mimosas!

My Aunt "T" and cousin Tiffany on the far right hosted the event.  It was awesome!  My mom, mother-in-law, bridesmaids, other women friends and family, my hairdresser and our photographers were all there taking part in the fun and helping us get ready.  It was fabulous!

Location: We wanted to get married outside at a location where we could have the ceremony and then walk right inside to the reception.  We got married at a golf course looking out onto the course and then turned around to party down in the clubhouse.  It was perfect, except it was June 12 and a hot Oklahoma summer.

Bridal Party: Three sounded like a good number I guess???  So I had three bridesmaids and Bill had three groomsmen.  I chose my best friend that I've known my entire life, my sister, and my best friend from college.  My niece was our flower girl.  Bill chose his best buddies from high school and college.  He doesn't have any brothers or sisters.

Colors:  My original plan was to have a bright summery orange and platinum (dark silverish) because I saw it paired together in a bridal magazine and loved it.  When it came down to the details of ordering stuff, nobody had platinum, and if they did they wanted an arm, leg, and first born to pay for it.  So we ended up with white, black, and orange.  It screamed OSU, and we're die hard Sooners.  Weird??? 
First Dance:  We had our DJ announce our bridal party into the reception after we were finished with pictures and they all took a little spin on the dance floor when they were announced.  We were announced last and came in and danced to "Pickn' Wildflowers" by Keith Anderson.  That's been our song since before there was even an official us.  I wrote a post about it here.  It wasn't a typical first dance song at all, but no other song seemed to fit or mean as much to us. 

Father/Daughter Dance:  My dad and I danced to "I Loved Her First" by Heartland.  I cried on his shoulder that night and I cry again every single time I hear it.  It's so sweet.  A few weeks before the wedding we practiced dancing in my parents' garage.  Me in my t-shirt, shorts and wedding shoes, dad in t-shirt, shorts and flip-flops.  I still laugh when I think about that.  What a mess.
You can't see it here, but my dad had already untucked his shirt and ditched his dress shoes.  You've got to be comfy!
Cake:  The wedding cake nearly fell over.  A fun fact I didn't hear about until weeks later.  I don't remember what it tasted like because I spent the majority of my time with it picking it out of my nose. :)  Bill's cake had a picture of Jeff Gordon's race car.  Yep, we're those people.  He loves his nascar!


Reception: We had snacky foods for everyone since it was a late wedding.  I don't remember eating but everyone said it was good.  We danced and drank and we're married!  It was fun!

My dress had pockets!

Details:  Here are some random pictures.

The hankie/cap under my rings was the baby cap Bill wore home from the hospital. 
If he was a girl he was supposed to carry it as his something old on his wedding day. 
Since he's a dude, he gave it to me so I could carry it as my something old.  So sweet.

Instead of unity sand or a unity candle, whe put together a unity cross.  It almost didn't happen folks! 
It sits on our mantle now.

That face...

It's super hard to see everyone, but here we are.  Us with all our guests!

Honeymoon:  We left that night in Bill's mom's car to spend a classy first night at the casino hotel.  The next morning we (missed our first flight) left for LasVegas to be pool side for a week at Mandalay Bay.  We had a blast.

Can you guess what's in that gift bag?

I know I put a lot of pictures in, but I love them all so much.  I'm so thankful that we had a great photographer.  If you're interested in her, check out her out!  Kristina Gaines Photography

Do over?  If I had to do it over again I would tone up my arms.  I hate most of the pictures with me in them because they look like giant turkey legs.  I would also have picked more summery colors.  We looked nice in all that black, but it was June!  The whole wedding process was fun, a little stressful, but a great bonding experience for my mom, sister, and I.  I wish it hadn't been so expensive, but weddings are.  I wish it would've lasted longer, but they never do.  I would never want to give up our big wedding, but if we renew, it'll be low key for sure, and I won't regret how I'll look in pictures.

That was our wedding!  I can't wait to read about y'alls!

I'm out!
Mrs. T

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Workout Wednesday

I'm linking up again with Skinny Meg and all those motivated mommas (or maybe not mommas) to bring to you this week's edition of.....bum ba da daaaa.....WORKOUT WEDNESDAY!!!! 

In my head that sounded who knows.

So here's where my Wednesday starts.  A GREAT pair of shoes, fun socks, comfy shorts, and a tank with a super cool phrase.  The tank for me is key.  It helps me set my mood.  Dorky??  I think not.  Then I have to twist up my mop so it doesn't get all crazy and I'm ready to hit the road...after coffee and a banana.

Holy geez I'm cheesing it hard in that hair pic.

We have a membership at a YMCA that's not too far from our house.  There's a ton to do for all of us.  Even our little man.  On the drive there I jam out, drink water and coffee, finish off my banana and wake up!  Since Billy has spazzed out every.single.time. we've taken him to the gym daycare, I've started getting up early so I can get in my weights before Bill leaves for work.  In the evening I try to do stair master, treadmill, or something while Bill fits his workout in.  Billy is good in the daycare for about 25-30 minutes.  If he doesn't last very long then I bust out the stroller and we go for a jog on the indoor track.  Then it's time to hang with him!  So far we've been taking him out on the basketball court.  He loves it, and we do too.  Running suicides next to your hubby, having your son laughing and throwing basketballs at you, is quite a workout!

Blurry action shots.  Almost caught a smile!

Now on to the real reason you're here.  Sometimes I get side tracked...  Workout Wednesday.  I'm continuing on the Jamie Eason plan I started about a week ago.  I talked about her in my last WW post. Today I warmed up for 10 minutes on the stair master.  I usually try to work up a good pace.  Not too fast so I don't bite it, but not too slow I look like I'm sleep climbing.  I like to get my heart rate up and get nice and warm...not full on sweaty...yet ;).

After that I followed this plan.

Sorry it's so blurry.

Then I followed it up with a walk/jog on the treadmill for 10 minutes.

My workouts have to quick and to the point.  They gym opens up at 5:30, and I have to be back home by 6:20 so Bill can get on the road.  I like it though.  Strictly business.

If you've never read my blog and want to know more about me and how I got started on my journey, you can read about it here.  I hope you'll come back to hear more about my progress, help motivate me, and read about my little family.

Here's to a Wonderful Wednesday!

I'm out!
Mrs. T

Monday, June 17, 2013

This one is all about the B-man!

If you've read my anniversary post you know how quickly Bill and I started our family after getting married.  We celebrated the birth of our son three weeks before we celebrated our first anniversary.

During the five years Bill and I dated before we got married I don't remember really talking about kids.  I'm sure we had the conversation but I just don't remember it.  I know I talked to his mom about it because she was so excited to become a grandma and wanted us to start right away.  She got her wish ;). I do remember talking about waiting until we were living in the same house, we thought that seemed reasonable, and until we had been married a few years.  God had other plans for us though!

Fast forward past our wedding, our blissful summer of newlywed bliss, August, September, OCTOBER....that's when we found out.  I was at school on a seemingly normal Monday morning recapping my weekend with my bestie when it dawned on me how late I was and how alarming it was that I was having several other, very noticeable pregnancy symptoms.  I started to freak inside, so as soon as I could I rushed out to buy a pregnancy test.  I felt panicked, hopeful, excited and scared at the same time.  What if I was?  What if I wasn't?  When was I going to take this test?  Turns out as soon as I got back to school I rushed into the bathroom.  As I waited for my results I read over the directions again and again, just to make sure I did it right and that I know what I was I supposed to see in that tiny window.  I stared and stared as I watched a plus sign begin to appear. I checked the window, referred back to the paper, checked the window again, looked back at the paper and immediately decided I needed a second opinion.  I took the stick into my friend's classroom and immediately asked her to check it and see if it was right.  And it was!  I was pregnant!  Then it hit me, crap.  How am I going to tell Bill?  He's hundreds of miles away.  This is sooooo not planned.  How will he react?  Then I didn't care.  I wanted to go to the doctor immediately and have this little stick confirmed, so after lunch I did just that.

On my lunch break I called Bill and told him.  His reaction is not one you'd hope for, it's not the one you dream about when you tell your husband he's going to be a father, but it expressed his sentiments perfectly and said what I was thinking too. 

The nurses had me pee in a cup and then they performed their little test.  A few minutes later it was confirmed!  Bun in the oven!  I was given tons of paperwork, a new appointment and sent on my way.  Many people advise not to spread the news until you're past the first trimester, like I knew that.  I told everyone and their grandma's second cousin's mailman's dog.  I was elated.  It took Bill a little longer to get where I was, but that's ok.

The next few months were not so great.  Morning sickness deserves a swift kick in the face.  She's a nasty old broad and I hope to never see her again.  After I got passed that everything was great.  I felt awesome, I looked awesome and I was busy, busy preparing.  Bill was busy as well working away and coming home every other weekend.  It was rough being apart so much.  I felt like he was missing out.  As it turns out it really didn't matter.

Nearing the end of the pregnancy, as most women do, I was feeling very uncomfortable, very tired, and very ready for it all to be over so I could hold our sweet miracle.  Since I was exhausted and my blood pressure wasn't behaving, my doctor put me on bed rest.  I only had to stay in bed a few days before I could return to work so it wasn't bad at all.  A much needed time to relax and slow down. ( I wish I could be put on bed rest now!  Dr. Cuesta??? Hello???) 

A few weeks later the anxiety piled back on.  My due date was fast approaching and Bill was away.  What if I went into labor and he wasn't here?  What if he missed it all?  What if something horrible happened and he was too late?  You see where my mind can go?  Dark and scary.

That's not how Billy's birth went down at all.  We thought we would get to go in to our appointment on May 23 and he'd say, "Alrighty guys, it's time to have a baby."  That's totally not how my doctor talks anyway. But instead he said, "Not enough has happened yet.  Come back in two days and we'll do a stress test and check on the baby.  Go rest.  If we induce now, you'll end up having a c-section."  I was NOT down for that so we went home, no baby, just a BIG mama.

The next day we had some mad storms come through.  The kind that make you get in and out and in and out of the cellar.  Well my almost 200 pound self was not having the most fun doing the tornado/cellar mambo.  I was super stressed because Bill wouldn't get in the cellar, our dogs were running about, and my parents and their friends were having a party!  You know severe weather is a perfect time to play cards and get silly. 

My stress test was the next morning.  Since we had received the "it's not happening news" on Monday, I figured we'd hear the same thing and go back home.  That's not exactly how it went down. 

I was checked into the Women's Center and all hooked up.  Bill's super awesome and super sweet cousin Julie was working that day and got to perform the test.  The end result was that Billy looked good, but my blood pressure was high.  So, it was baby time!  I panicked.  Total panic.  My good friend, Krysta, worked there and came in when she heard the news.  She was all smiles and congratulations and I was a mess.  She and I had been talking off and on throughout my pregnancy about one thing or another.  She was even sweet enough to bring me to the hospital a few weeks earlier to walk me though how this whole "delivering a baby" thing.  Even though I knew sort of what was going to happen I was a bundle of nerves.  I ugly cried and she hugged me.  Bill just stood to the side probably thinking he had married a freak show.

After I changed into my super chic hospital gown I calmed down and waited for our families to arrive.  It was a long day that turned into a long night.  Not much was happening.  Not much did happen until closer to midnight.  I was having contractions late in the afternoon evening, but they weren't too bad.  My aunt came in and stroked my hair to calm me, just like she did when I was little and that helped when it was getting rough.  I can remember her even instructing Bill on how to do it and him taking over when she left. 

Since things were going so slow Bill decided to go get some sleep at his grandma's house that was not far from the hospital.  I was mad.  How come he got to leave?  He was supposed to stick it out the entire time.  Grrrrrr.  Not long after he left the contractions were stronger and more frequent.  I felt like I was being torn on the inside.  Not a fun feeling.  After a few strong ones, and my mother-in-law expressing her dislike for my discomfort, I sat up to blow my nose, because you know I was crying.  My sister and my mom were in the room too and we were talking about it and I blew my nose and then sneezed.  My water broke.  EVERYWHERE!  I felt like I had peed the bed.  The nurse came in and I remember apologizing for making a mess while she was changing the bed sheets.  My sister had to help me up and hold me up during the process.  Poor girl.  That mess got all over her feet and her new sandals.  Super gross.

Bill was called and he rushed back up.  There was not need to because Billy didn't arrive until 2:14 pm that afternoon. 

The anesthesiologist arrived just after Bill for my epidural.  Hallelujah!  That thing is like a strong margarita in a bag!  I'll take two right now!  Just kidding....sort of.  One person could stay in the room with me and hold my hands as they did the procedure.  To this day Bill is still irked that I chose my mom instead of him.  Bill is such a joker and a teaser.  I needed my mom.  She wouldn't make fun of me if it hurt, she wouldn't joke about my swollen face and if I cried, so I picked her.  And I would pick her again.

The nurse knew my plan was for a natural (drug assisted of course) delivery.  I didn't want a c-section unless it was absolutely necessary.  So she worked with me, advised the doctor to give me more time, and even though I was super slow progressing, Billy was here in just a few short pushes, and many hours later. 

I know many people have talked about what you feel the moment you see your child for the first time so I won't try to describe it for you because I can't.  Just know it was truly amazing.  When it got down to the final push my doctor asked me if I wanted to deliver my baby, um HECK YESSSS!  So all Kourtney Kardashian style, I leaned over and pulled him out.  Some may think that's nasty, but it wasn't.  It was beautiful.

Bill was right there helping the whole time minus leaving to sleep.  My mom and my sister were there to support.  Krysta was there, even though she was technically off work that day, and my mother-in-law filmed the whole thing.  It wasn't just like I had thought, but it worked out just the way it should. 

Now he's two.  Time passes by so quickly it's hard to slow down sometimes and just be.  That's something I'm working on.  Billy is learning so much so quickly.  He's growing like a weed too.  I was just saying this weekend how I'm mourning the loss of my baby.  Somehow, somewhere he grew into a little boy and I missed it.  I didn't technically miss it, I've been here the whole time, but I didn't notice it until I saw a recent picture of him playing at his "Nina's". 

We love you Billy.  To the moon and back.

I'm out!
Mrs. T

Friday, June 14, 2013

5 on Friday

I'm linking up with Darci and her peeps again today for 5 on Friday!  Linking up has been a great way for me to discover new blogs and gather amazing ideas!  Since I'm new to blogging, this has been awesome!

Click on the button below to be catapulted to The Good Life Blog and read others' 5 on Friday!

Happy, happy, happy dance...this chick is now a Reading Specialist!!! I couldn't be more excited to start my new job this fall. Dreams do come true folks. They do!
Looking for childcare is stressful. period. So prayers would be much appreciated. Thanks!
I started lifting on the regular this week. I can already feel a difference. Not just incredibly sore, but my arms are a little less "wavy" today. Win!
My newest niece is four months old and started eating rice cereal yesterday. So sweet! My oldest niece helped me cook lunch yesterday, quite the chef. My son is not cool with separation so that is something we're really working on.
My husband and I celebrated our 3rd Anniversary on Wednesday. It was a big celebration. Hitting up the gym. Playing basketball with some family. Then picking up sandwiches from McAlister's. It was perfect!
I hope you're all going to have a fantabulous weekend! Happy Friday!
I'm out!
Mrs. T

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Dear 21 Year Old Self...

Today I'm linking up with Holly and Jake to write a letter to my 21 year old self.  I'm 28 now, so it wasn't forever ago, but it certainly wasn't yesterday either.


Dear 21 year old Amy,

Calm down.  In seven years you won't care and it won't matter that your boyfriend didn't go to your birthday party.  The bar scene is not his thing, it will never be his thing (be thankful) and you'll end up marrying him and having a beautiful life together.

Stop obsessing over every. little. thing.  The future is unknown to you for a reason.  Make the most of these college years.  Join a sorority.  Stay up all night.  Call in sick to work to go to the beach.  Be young!  In just a year you'll have your so sought for "grown up" career job and you'll have to be conservative, responsible, and set a good example in all areas of your life.  You'll never know who's watching or reporting your "scandalise" behavior.  (You'll quickly learn the importance of this.)  You never do anything crazy or inappropriate after you get your career job, there will just be people standing on the wings waiting to take you down.  Stand strong.  You're better than them and you know your true character.

Don't worry so much about getting married.  Just live.  Pour yourself into having a good time with Bill.  In a few years he will put a ring on it and shortly after you'll have your own family.  It will come.  So stop obsessing.


Take better care of yourself.  You have all the time in the world to make good eating choices and get your butt in the gym.  For goodness sakes the school you go to offers one for free.  Take advantage of the unlimited time you can spend getting lean and toned.  It's not so easy later on and you'll feel better about your wedding pictures and your pregnancy later.

Enjoy your time working at Blockbuster.  Even though you think it sucks now, you'll think fondly back on the friends you made and you'll miss those free rentals!

Continue to form bonds and relationships with your professors.  They will be your biggest fan and advocate later on.  They'll help you get jobs you never dreamed of and they'll push you to be an better educator.  Don't skip their classes or half way do their assignments.  You'll learn later, when the shoe is on the other foot, just how annoying, disrespectful, lazy, and uncommitted it will make you look.

Watch as much Sex and the City with your name twin as you can.  Sleep in when time allows.  Don't forget to spend quality time with your girlfriends.  You'll need their love, support, advice and listening ears so make sure you're there for them in the same way.

Your family will endure a life changing event soon.  Spend more time with your sister.  Form a friendship with her and support her no matter what.  She's going to need it, and even if she doesn't seem to appreciate it, she will and your relationship later on will be better for it.

Relax.  God is in control.  You have a beautiful life, so live it and have no regrets!

Your 28 year old self

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Workout Wednesday

Two posts in one day.  Hold on folks it's about to get crazy!  Not really.

I'm linking up with Skinny Meg today for Workout Wednesday.  I'm also proud so say that I'm a new member of the 5am Club.  I'll tell you why a little later.

So here is my workout for Wednesday.  It's not created by me so I must give credit where credit is due.  I want to look like this:

This is Jamie Eason from  I've NEVER, EVER been into lifting.  I've always been afraid of the bulk.  Bill has been trying to get me to lift for the better part of the 8 years we've been together.  After following the progress of Mama Laughlin and Skinny Meg, I'm now a believer so I'm picking up the weights and sculpting my masterpiece....that sounds so douchey.  Whatever.

Here is what I did this morning and what Jamie recommends for day one of her plan. You can find videos showing you exactly what to do here.

This is supposed to take about an hour with 1 minute rest between sets.  I finished in about 35 minutes and then got on the stair climber for 10 minutes.  I was a sweaty mess!  Goal reached!  I hope this helps y'all!
I'm out!
Mrs. T