I went through this honeymoon stage when I first "got with" The Man. It was all sunshine and giggles. No, seriously, I had a huge fat crush on him and he nearly walked on water ... to me. I carved out this big ol' pedestal just for him and gleefully slapped his rump upon it. Of course, it faded. I mean, it turned into true love and I love him madly. But the stage was over when the relationship had to deal with real issues like going through the second year hump. Or accidentally walking into the restroom immediately after the love of your life blew it up. You know what I mean.
Then there was our real honeymoon after we got married. Well, for me, it was the time when we got back from Hawaii and had to live in the real world. Spending three weeks together, all day every day reminded me of why I fell in love. And it probably helped that we shared this life changing moment in our lives like a wedding ceremony. But I had this crush again and I even kind of disgusted myself. I remember thinking on my first day back at work, "Holy CRAP. I really miss him. Like high school crush, can't think of anything else because I miss him too much missing him. Ugh!! What is wrong with me?!" And I was so happy when he came home and I just wanted to cuddle the whole evening. Of course, we acclimated to the real world and that slowly faded away. And that's OK. Because I know that I love him and he loves me.
But every so often, he does something that makes me slip back into that honeymoon or crush phase where I just want to kiss him all over and cuddle him like he was my own personal teddy bear. Like when I got a text this morning from him while he was staying at his mom's house that read, "I kept waking up to look for you next to me. Love you."
Yahh ... like THAT.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Frustrated ... but who's fault is that?
So I've been kicking my rear end three times a week for almost a month now. I am exercising and pushing myself now more than I have before. I really do like my bootcamp sessions and feel like I'm doing a really good thing for myself.
But I have yet to lose weight. And who's fault is that?
I thought I would lose a little bit of weight just by exercising. But I haven't been doing such a great job in the food area so I gained a bit and now I'm about even. And I can't help but be pissed off because what the HELL happened to my body in the past 10 years?
Back in college, I would eat cheese pizzas w/ ranch dressing, full fat white mochas WITH hazelnut syrup, Regular Cokes and whatever other trash I consumed before, between and after classes. I now drink non fat lattes, diet cokes, Weight Watcher pizzas and whatever other no fun stuff exists out there. Yet I'm heavier now than I was then. Was it the smoking? The tons of walking throughout the day? The stress? What's changed?
I am going back to my old habit of writing down what I eat. Because it just doesn't work when I don't do that. I haven't written for a while about diets and things like that because it's not all that I think about. But after nearly a month of vigorous workouts multiple times of week, I realize that there's no way around it. I have to eat better.
Maybe it's because I'm irritable right now but it totally blows. Because I like going out for Japanese, Thai, Filipino and just eating out, in general. I love Chocolate. Oh my gosh how I love chocolate (it even got a shout out in The Man's vows to me.) I love breaking bread with friends and celebrating over meals. I love to drink. Drinking makes me eat. Ahhhh ... OK. I promised myself that I would only allow myself a few entries to bitch about weight and food. Because, over all, I am a happy person. I joke with The Man that we've gained weight because we are in a loving and happy relationship. (It's true, though. We are pretty freakin' comfortable.) I know I'm pretty healthy and I work out regularly now. But I know I have to make changes because this, what I'm doing NOW, is not working for me.
But I have yet to lose weight. And who's fault is that?
I thought I would lose a little bit of weight just by exercising. But I haven't been doing such a great job in the food area so I gained a bit and now I'm about even. And I can't help but be pissed off because what the HELL happened to my body in the past 10 years?
Back in college, I would eat cheese pizzas w/ ranch dressing, full fat white mochas WITH hazelnut syrup, Regular Cokes and whatever other trash I consumed before, between and after classes. I now drink non fat lattes, diet cokes, Weight Watcher pizzas and whatever other no fun stuff exists out there. Yet I'm heavier now than I was then. Was it the smoking? The tons of walking throughout the day? The stress? What's changed?
I am going back to my old habit of writing down what I eat. Because it just doesn't work when I don't do that. I haven't written for a while about diets and things like that because it's not all that I think about. But after nearly a month of vigorous workouts multiple times of week, I realize that there's no way around it. I have to eat better.
Maybe it's because I'm irritable right now but it totally blows. Because I like going out for Japanese, Thai, Filipino and just eating out, in general. I love Chocolate. Oh my gosh how I love chocolate (it even got a shout out in The Man's vows to me.) I love breaking bread with friends and celebrating over meals. I love to drink. Drinking makes me eat. Ahhhh ... OK. I promised myself that I would only allow myself a few entries to bitch about weight and food. Because, over all, I am a happy person. I joke with The Man that we've gained weight because we are in a loving and happy relationship. (It's true, though. We are pretty freakin' comfortable.) I know I'm pretty healthy and I work out regularly now. But I know I have to make changes because this, what I'm doing NOW, is not working for me.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Updates and such
1. Work, work, work - pluggin' away. Still love my job but BOY am I tired! Looking forward to things slowing down a bit around Christmas.
2. Dirty confession - all decor but the Christmas tree(s) are up. I did it the first weekend of November! I'm holding out on playing X-mas music until Thanksgiving so that The Man doesn't leave me.
3. Work it out - I think I'm in my 4th week of Bootcamp. I LOVE it. Let me be clear, I do not love waking up in the morning and knowing I'm going to get my ass kicked. I kind of dread it, to be quite honest. But I love how I feel afterward because I know I totally kicked my own ass and pushed myself to the limit. I don't have the drive or discipline to do that on my own so I really like the trainer. He manages to motivate without being a douche. A rare and honorable trait.
4. Eating - working on it. I start off so well with my bowl of oatmeal in the morning and it somehow goes to hell in a handbasket (what the hell IS a handbasket?) by the end of the day. Ahhh ... it's always something, right?
5. No go on the Yoga :( I'm sad about this one. My chiropractor told me to lay off of it for a while. When I did, my shoulder got so much better. I really liked yoga, it made me feel good and accomplished and it always challenged me. But I like my left shoulder better so no more yoga for a while.
6. Facebook - Well, isn't that just a time sucker? While I'm on it a lot less, it is a great go to when trying to kill time or just do a brain numbing activity. But isn't it interesting the people and stuff you find out about??
7. Married life - I was trying to remember the last time someone asked me, "How's married life?" and just when I was going to write that it's been a while, I remember that my parents' neighbor just asked me that this morning :) But I think we're officially no longer newlyweds. Awwww ... that was a fun title. The Man is great. He is very stressed out at work and it's hard for him not to bring it home. I feel bad because he does a great job of not taking it out on me or the pups (I'm telling you, if you're stressed, hug a puppy - it works in this household!) But work does affect his attitude in the sense that it's really hard for him to be completely happy and carefree. I wish I could help him on that :( I wish I could light a bag of the pups' poo and shove it in his supervisor's mailbox. But I won't. Because that isn't classy. And it can get a person arrested.
8. Christmas cards - we are giving it a go next week and trying to take pictures. But if you get a lovely card with a wedding photo, don't be surprised!
9. The big 3-0 - for the longest time, I've been looking forward to this milestone. Now, I don't know. I'm not really "freaking out" but I'm having some serious reservations about this new chapter. I think I've accomplished quite a bit but (and how dumb is this) I also think about what I haven't done. And how much I wish I had done. But I'm pretty sure I'm not depressed about the whole thing ... just thinking about it too much!
All right, that's it. Again, I miss reading you guys but I suppose I can't be hypocrite and expect y'all to write if I haven't been doing much of the same. So write!
2. Dirty confession - all decor but the Christmas tree(s) are up. I did it the first weekend of November! I'm holding out on playing X-mas music until Thanksgiving so that The Man doesn't leave me.
3. Work it out - I think I'm in my 4th week of Bootcamp. I LOVE it. Let me be clear, I do not love waking up in the morning and knowing I'm going to get my ass kicked. I kind of dread it, to be quite honest. But I love how I feel afterward because I know I totally kicked my own ass and pushed myself to the limit. I don't have the drive or discipline to do that on my own so I really like the trainer. He manages to motivate without being a douche. A rare and honorable trait.
4. Eating - working on it. I start off so well with my bowl of oatmeal in the morning and it somehow goes to hell in a handbasket (what the hell IS a handbasket?) by the end of the day. Ahhh ... it's always something, right?
5. No go on the Yoga :( I'm sad about this one. My chiropractor told me to lay off of it for a while. When I did, my shoulder got so much better. I really liked yoga, it made me feel good and accomplished and it always challenged me. But I like my left shoulder better so no more yoga for a while.
6. Facebook - Well, isn't that just a time sucker? While I'm on it a lot less, it is a great go to when trying to kill time or just do a brain numbing activity. But isn't it interesting the people and stuff you find out about??
7. Married life - I was trying to remember the last time someone asked me, "How's married life?" and just when I was going to write that it's been a while, I remember that my parents' neighbor just asked me that this morning :) But I think we're officially no longer newlyweds. Awwww ... that was a fun title. The Man is great. He is very stressed out at work and it's hard for him not to bring it home. I feel bad because he does a great job of not taking it out on me or the pups (I'm telling you, if you're stressed, hug a puppy - it works in this household!) But work does affect his attitude in the sense that it's really hard for him to be completely happy and carefree. I wish I could help him on that :( I wish I could light a bag of the pups' poo and shove it in his supervisor's mailbox. But I won't. Because that isn't classy. And it can get a person arrested.
8. Christmas cards - we are giving it a go next week and trying to take pictures. But if you get a lovely card with a wedding photo, don't be surprised!
9. The big 3-0 - for the longest time, I've been looking forward to this milestone. Now, I don't know. I'm not really "freaking out" but I'm having some serious reservations about this new chapter. I think I've accomplished quite a bit but (and how dumb is this) I also think about what I haven't done. And how much I wish I had done. But I'm pretty sure I'm not depressed about the whole thing ... just thinking about it too much!
All right, that's it. Again, I miss reading you guys but I suppose I can't be hypocrite and expect y'all to write if I haven't been doing much of the same. So write!
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Veteran's Day
There are more men and women buried in Arlington Cemetery from our current war than any other war.
I'm going to hug my daddy sometime today (he served in the Navy until he had a heart attack) and The Man (he was in the National Guard.)
I'm going to hug my daddy sometime today (he served in the Navy until he had a heart attack) and The Man (he was in the National Guard.)
Friday, November 07, 2008
Poor neglected Blogger ...
I was already on My Space so I refused to go on FaceBook. Sister convinced me I would like it and, well, you know the rest. It's addicting! Reading about people I haven't talked to in a while, getting the instant gratification of messaging or writing Wall-to-Wall ... oh sweet jeezus, it's like milk chocolate truffles to me. ADDICTING!
And poor Blogger. I've been reading but haven't been posting. Still busy at work and so much easier to just check FB, you know? But, like blogger/FB friend Anna wrote, there is something to be said about it also being a popularity contest. And I agree - I sometimes feel like a Pokemon card. People want to connect just to connect and I never hear/read a peep from them. I'm just another notch, I suppose. It's kind of irritating and I want to start deleting people. But for right now, I'm OK. Because I have my little blog. While it is open to the public (for now), this is where I reserve the more meaningful entries and the closest thing to a journal. No, it hasn't escaped my memory that I wrote two entries about shoes. Hey, I was excited about comfy shoes! Anyway, back to why I love blogging. Granted, because it is public, I'm not going to air out my dirty laundry and tend to be a bit vague. But it's been good to me so far. And the little group that I belong to (I hate using "audience" because I feel like it then implies that I'm writing to gain popularity versus writing to see if people can relate, sympathize or admit they have no idea where the hell I'm coming from) is perfect for me.
But I noticed that many of you have gone MIA, too. How come? I think you all were on FB before me so probably aren't as big of FB-junkies :) Work? School? Life? I hope everyone is doing well. I miss reading you! Well, hopefully I'll be treated to some of your good holiday pictures soon. About that, I have to get on the ball and learn how to use The Man's camera. It's been a while since I've had pictures! And we need to take some photos for our Christmas card soon. Ugh, about THAT - The Man wants to use wedding photos for our greetings card and I'm so tempted to do that. I mean, we are trying to get our money's worth out of those pictures plus they were taken professionally so we know that they look good! But it will have been eight months since the wedding and I don't know if there's ettiquete about that but maybe they're too old? Plus the pictures don't include the pups. And we have to have the pups! Ah, we'll see. I think if I can't get my act together, we may have to use wedding pictures but my preference is for us to take one soon. Very soon. But with what time? We then need to have someone with us available to take the pictures when The Man and I are available (he's been and will be out of town on the weekends.)
Where has the time gone?!
And poor Blogger. I've been reading but haven't been posting. Still busy at work and so much easier to just check FB, you know? But, like blogger/FB friend Anna wrote, there is something to be said about it also being a popularity contest. And I agree - I sometimes feel like a Pokemon card. People want to connect just to connect and I never hear/read a peep from them. I'm just another notch, I suppose. It's kind of irritating and I want to start deleting people. But for right now, I'm OK. Because I have my little blog. While it is open to the public (for now), this is where I reserve the more meaningful entries and the closest thing to a journal. No, it hasn't escaped my memory that I wrote two entries about shoes. Hey, I was excited about comfy shoes! Anyway, back to why I love blogging. Granted, because it is public, I'm not going to air out my dirty laundry and tend to be a bit vague. But it's been good to me so far. And the little group that I belong to (I hate using "audience" because I feel like it then implies that I'm writing to gain popularity versus writing to see if people can relate, sympathize or admit they have no idea where the hell I'm coming from) is perfect for me.
But I noticed that many of you have gone MIA, too. How come? I think you all were on FB before me so probably aren't as big of FB-junkies :) Work? School? Life? I hope everyone is doing well. I miss reading you! Well, hopefully I'll be treated to some of your good holiday pictures soon. About that, I have to get on the ball and learn how to use The Man's camera. It's been a while since I've had pictures! And we need to take some photos for our Christmas card soon. Ugh, about THAT - The Man wants to use wedding photos for our greetings card and I'm so tempted to do that. I mean, we are trying to get our money's worth out of those pictures plus they were taken professionally so we know that they look good! But it will have been eight months since the wedding and I don't know if there's ettiquete about that but maybe they're too old? Plus the pictures don't include the pups. And we have to have the pups! Ah, we'll see. I think if I can't get my act together, we may have to use wedding pictures but my preference is for us to take one soon. Very soon. But with what time? We then need to have someone with us available to take the pictures when The Man and I are available (he's been and will be out of town on the weekends.)
Where has the time gone?!
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