Last night, the fiance and I watched Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead. It was quite eye opening and inspiring. Long story short, it's a documentary about a guy who at 40-ish, was annoyed by how many medications he had to take due to his ailing health. He decides to heal himself from the inside out by going on a 60 day juice diet. He also traveled to different states to talk to people about how what he was doing and to find out about their health and eating habits. Along the way, he meets a trucker who is morbidly obese and inspires him to do a cleanse of his own. Watch it on Netflix.
Anyhow, it got me thinking about my own health. I've been doing very well with my weight loss but I feel that, especially within the last month, I have been doing not so well. I'm sure it has a lot to do with the fact that I sit at home every day waiting for someone to call and offer me a job. Which, if you think about it, should probably work the opposite way. I have ALL DAY to work out, as opposed to a few select hours before or after work. However, trying to break the bad eating habits that I've fallen back into is a lot harder than I thought it would be.
So the fiance and I are embarking on our own juice diet/cleanse. We'll be starting out with 7 days though; not eating for 60 days might make me kill someone. I will attempt to do a day-by-day account of our progress. Assuming I don't pass out.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Saturday, February 25, 2012
The More Things Change....The More They Change
For those of you that kept saying my dad will come around, turns out you may have been right on this one. Even though he continues to deny there was even a problem in the first place, I have noticed he has made some big changes. He is using the "h" word and started making plans for us to come to the family reunion in October. When I told him we might not be able to make it, he said if it becomes a financial thing, he would take care of it. I thought if/when this happened, I would be having none of it. I usually have the "screw me once, you're dead to me" mentality, but that doesn't seem to be the case this time. Which is nice because now I don't have to waste energy being pissed at him for the rest of his life.
Another big change: I can't WAIT to start having babies. Crazy, right? My short term goal is to not get pregnant before May so that if we did get a little surprise, I would at least be able to still fit in my dress. My long term goal is to not get pregnant before the end of the year because I'd like to enjoy our time as newlyweds (at least for 6 months). After that, well, we'll leave it to God :)
Another big change: I can't WAIT to start having babies. Crazy, right? My short term goal is to not get pregnant before May so that if we did get a little surprise, I would at least be able to still fit in my dress. My long term goal is to not get pregnant before the end of the year because I'd like to enjoy our time as newlyweds (at least for 6 months). After that, well, we'll leave it to God :)
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Britney Gets a Haircut
Brazilian waxes are ridiculously expensive. Well, expensive in the sense that I have to pay you $80 to inflict extreme pain on my nether regions. If anything, you should be paying me for not kicking you in the face because THAT takes an extraordinary amount of control.
Anyways, so when I saw a coupon on livingsocial.com for 60% off, I decided to snatch it up right away. Being that I'm in a new city and have no idea about any place's reputation, this was definitely a risky move for me. Still, 60% off?!? Can't beat it. I called ahead to the salon to find out what type of wax she used because I still had it in my head that the hard wax (wax applied without strips and only adheres to the hair itself) was better, but she said uses soft wax (applied and taken off with the strips). She claimed that in the 5 years since switching to the hard wax, her clients like it better. I took her word for it because what the hell do I know?
I did do a little research on hard vs. soft wax (not that it mattered at this point because I already bought the deal and I damn sure wasn't wasting it) and it's one of those things that I guess is based on preference. One thing I did come across, which is something I had forgotten about, is that to help with pain, it's smart to take 2 Advil about an hour before. I figured if Advil is good, Vicodin is better, so I popped one about 45 minutes before my appointment and headed out.
I don't need to run through all the details again because it's pretty much the same drill as before. However, I have a feeling that THIS is how waxes are supposed to go. My aesthetician, Xandra, was amazing. For starters, she was right about the soft wax. Or maybe it wasn't really the difference in wax so much as the way in which the hair was removed. Xandra removed the hair in small areas, as opposed to the last lady who seemed bent on getting the job done in as few passes as possible, like the wax was coming out of her paycheck. It might seem like one would want it to be done quickly and, therefore, in big swipes. But no. I'm here to tell you smaller is better (probably the only time I will ever utter those words). There were still those tough spots that I mention before and yes, they were just as painful, but considering I'd waited long past the suggested 6 week touch up, it wasn't as bad as I thought I was in for.
Conclusion: get a wax. If you find the right person, it's really not that bad.
P.S.
Stephen didn't go because although she does wax men, the coupon was only good for women. Plus, now that I've seen her, I don't really think I'll be letting him go to her. Did I mention she's pretty much a Romanian goddess? Yeah. No. He can go to Sven.
Anyways, so when I saw a coupon on livingsocial.com for 60% off, I decided to snatch it up right away. Being that I'm in a new city and have no idea about any place's reputation, this was definitely a risky move for me. Still, 60% off?!? Can't beat it. I called ahead to the salon to find out what type of wax she used because I still had it in my head that the hard wax (wax applied without strips and only adheres to the hair itself) was better, but she said uses soft wax (applied and taken off with the strips). She claimed that in the 5 years since switching to the hard wax, her clients like it better. I took her word for it because what the hell do I know?
I did do a little research on hard vs. soft wax (not that it mattered at this point because I already bought the deal and I damn sure wasn't wasting it) and it's one of those things that I guess is based on preference. One thing I did come across, which is something I had forgotten about, is that to help with pain, it's smart to take 2 Advil about an hour before. I figured if Advil is good, Vicodin is better, so I popped one about 45 minutes before my appointment and headed out.
I don't need to run through all the details again because it's pretty much the same drill as before. However, I have a feeling that THIS is how waxes are supposed to go. My aesthetician, Xandra, was amazing. For starters, she was right about the soft wax. Or maybe it wasn't really the difference in wax so much as the way in which the hair was removed. Xandra removed the hair in small areas, as opposed to the last lady who seemed bent on getting the job done in as few passes as possible, like the wax was coming out of her paycheck. It might seem like one would want it to be done quickly and, therefore, in big swipes. But no. I'm here to tell you smaller is better (probably the only time I will ever utter those words). There were still those tough spots that I mention before and yes, they were just as painful, but considering I'd waited long past the suggested 6 week touch up, it wasn't as bad as I thought I was in for.
Conclusion: get a wax. If you find the right person, it's really not that bad.
P.S.
Stephen didn't go because although she does wax men, the coupon was only good for women. Plus, now that I've seen her, I don't really think I'll be letting him go to her. Did I mention she's pretty much a Romanian goddess? Yeah. No. He can go to Sven.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Bridezilla Moment #1
Me: When I ordered my dress in December, I was told it would take 2-3 months. Now I'm being told it won't be here until May. What is the problem?
Sales lady: Yes. Um, well, it seems like this style takes a little bit longer to come in.
Me: A little bit longer is an extra week or 2. Not 2 months longer. And furthermore, this type of information would have been helpful before I ordered the dress because it probably would have influenced my decision to buy, but I'm sure you knew that already.
SL: It's supposed to be shipped to my store, but if you'd like, it can be sent to you instead and you can get someone to alter it, if needed.
Me: Remember that time I said I moved to Seattle? Yeah. So.....should I wear my dress on the plane back, or stuff it in my suitcase? No. I will not be flying back and forth to Orlando a million times. I will be there in March and I will be there in July for my wedding. So I don't care who you have to call and what deals you have to make, but you need to get my dress there before March 18th.
SL: I can try to call the designer, but-
Me: Give me the number.
SL: They don't-
Me: Give. Me. The. Number.
SL: I-
Me: I'll find it online.
I could deal with wanting filet mignon but having to get flank steak. I could deal with ordering orchids but getting hydrangea. I could even deal with someone showing up with an extra +1. But my dress? Fuck this up and I will skin you to make a new one.
Sales lady: Yes. Um, well, it seems like this style takes a little bit longer to come in.
Me: A little bit longer is an extra week or 2. Not 2 months longer. And furthermore, this type of information would have been helpful before I ordered the dress because it probably would have influenced my decision to buy, but I'm sure you knew that already.
SL: It's supposed to be shipped to my store, but if you'd like, it can be sent to you instead and you can get someone to alter it, if needed.
Me: Remember that time I said I moved to Seattle? Yeah. So.....should I wear my dress on the plane back, or stuff it in my suitcase? No. I will not be flying back and forth to Orlando a million times. I will be there in March and I will be there in July for my wedding. So I don't care who you have to call and what deals you have to make, but you need to get my dress there before March 18th.
SL: I can try to call the designer, but-
Me: Give me the number.
SL: They don't-
Me: Give. Me. The. Number.
SL: I-
Me: I'll find it online.
I could deal with wanting filet mignon but having to get flank steak. I could deal with ordering orchids but getting hydrangea. I could even deal with someone showing up with an extra +1. But my dress? Fuck this up and I will skin you to make a new one.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
I'm coming home, I'm coming home. Tell the world I'm coming home
I have safely reached my final destination of WA. I'm so excited to be here with my fiance and to really begin these next chapters of our lives together.
It still kind of doesn't feel real yet, though. I changed clothes yesterday and started to fold thing and put them back in the suitcase. Then I realized that was completely unnecessary. So I forced myself to hang things in the closet. Maybe by next week it'll start to sink in that I'm home.
Here are some highlights/random thoughts about my trip out here:
- President Jimmy Carter was on my flight from ATL to Seattle. He also walked through the plane and shook everyone's hand. Pretty cool.
-I hate that flying makes people so cranky. I mean, it's an aircraft with more people than room so one can expect to get nudged or bumped every now and then. It's not like someone knifed your kitty so SIMMER. DOWN.
-I discovered I am one of those cranky people. But really. I want to look out of the window, too, so excuse me middle seat lady, it's not necessary to lean your dome forward to see, thus blocking my entire view of the mountains.
-I attract people that say the most random and inappropriate things to me. I can't explain why.
-I'm pushing the 6-8 week mark on getting another wax. Stay tuned for that because it might turn out to be a couple's outing :)
It still kind of doesn't feel real yet, though. I changed clothes yesterday and started to fold thing and put them back in the suitcase. Then I realized that was completely unnecessary. So I forced myself to hang things in the closet. Maybe by next week it'll start to sink in that I'm home.
Here are some highlights/random thoughts about my trip out here:
- President Jimmy Carter was on my flight from ATL to Seattle. He also walked through the plane and shook everyone's hand. Pretty cool.
-I hate that flying makes people so cranky. I mean, it's an aircraft with more people than room so one can expect to get nudged or bumped every now and then. It's not like someone knifed your kitty so SIMMER. DOWN.
-I discovered I am one of those cranky people. But really. I want to look out of the window, too, so excuse me middle seat lady, it's not necessary to lean your dome forward to see, thus blocking my entire view of the mountains.
-I attract people that say the most random and inappropriate things to me. I can't explain why.
-I'm pushing the 6-8 week mark on getting another wax. Stay tuned for that because it might turn out to be a couple's outing :)
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Countdown to a New Chapter
In 14 days, I will be on a plane to start a new life. I shouldn't be nervous; after all, I'm going to live with my best friend, but I haven't been able to shake the feeling. Then sitting at work today I realized its because it'll be the first time in 8 years that I've had to make friends.
I don't even know how to do that. It's different as a kid because that's what kids do. In high school, it was hard at first because everyone knew each other since 1st grade, but when I moved to Okinawa it was easy because we were all kids in a foreign land. Same with going to college. This is the first time as an adult that I will be the new kid.
I hope I can find a place at the lunch table.
I don't even know how to do that. It's different as a kid because that's what kids do. In high school, it was hard at first because everyone knew each other since 1st grade, but when I moved to Okinawa it was easy because we were all kids in a foreign land. Same with going to college. This is the first time as an adult that I will be the new kid.
I hope I can find a place at the lunch table.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Is This a New Record?
Two posts in two days? Has this happened before?
I usually write on 2 occasions: 1) something amazingly funny has happened and I have to share or 2) I'm incredibly stressed out. If you guessed that is a time #2, congratulations. You win.
I know just yesterday I wrote about how excited I am to move, and I still am, but I'm also worried. And when I'm worried, I don't sleep. Good thing I'm taking vitamins because all this stress is bound to make my hair fall out :(
I've been up since about 3am, watching Teen Mom 2 and worrying about my (read: our) future. I finally sat down to do some LSAT studying--story of my life. Which kind of got this ball of worry rolling. I still don't feel prepared enough to take it next month and do well enough to get into school this fall. However, if I don't take it now, I would have to wait until NEXT YEAR to apply for (and hopefully start) school. It might not seem that bad but not only will I be 30 this year, I'm also getting married in 6 months.
I know plenty of people get married and go to school and blah blah blah, but I feel like my time is running out. The logical next step after marriage for me is to have children. Although I don't plan on making this an immediate step, I would like it to happen within the year after our wedding. Law school is at least another 3 years and I feel that having a child while being a full-time law student is a less than ideal situation.
But then that leaves me with, if not law school, then what?
I never thought I'd be in this place. Growing up, I figured by this time in my life, I'd be good at something. Anything. But I'm not. I have no real skills to speak of and I don't have a career; I just have jobs and feel that I'm floating around trying to find something to do and it's becoming a huge waste of time. I started out with psychology and then decided I didn't want to go farther with that. Then I did entertainment business but trying to get an in with no experience is damn near impossible. Law has always been in the background but after 2 failed LSATs, I'm not really looking forward to getting back on that horse.
I have to do something. I want to be able to help my future husband support us, I want to give my children the best life possible, I want to love (or at least not loathe) what I do, and I want to feel like I can breathe.
Now wonder I can't effing sleep.
I usually write on 2 occasions: 1) something amazingly funny has happened and I have to share or 2) I'm incredibly stressed out. If you guessed that is a time #2, congratulations. You win.
I know just yesterday I wrote about how excited I am to move, and I still am, but I'm also worried. And when I'm worried, I don't sleep. Good thing I'm taking vitamins because all this stress is bound to make my hair fall out :(
I've been up since about 3am, watching Teen Mom 2 and worrying about my (read: our) future. I finally sat down to do some LSAT studying--story of my life. Which kind of got this ball of worry rolling. I still don't feel prepared enough to take it next month and do well enough to get into school this fall. However, if I don't take it now, I would have to wait until NEXT YEAR to apply for (and hopefully start) school. It might not seem that bad but not only will I be 30 this year, I'm also getting married in 6 months.
I know plenty of people get married and go to school and blah blah blah, but I feel like my time is running out. The logical next step after marriage for me is to have children. Although I don't plan on making this an immediate step, I would like it to happen within the year after our wedding. Law school is at least another 3 years and I feel that having a child while being a full-time law student is a less than ideal situation.
But then that leaves me with, if not law school, then what?
I never thought I'd be in this place. Growing up, I figured by this time in my life, I'd be good at something. Anything. But I'm not. I have no real skills to speak of and I don't have a career; I just have jobs and feel that I'm floating around trying to find something to do and it's becoming a huge waste of time. I started out with psychology and then decided I didn't want to go farther with that. Then I did entertainment business but trying to get an in with no experience is damn near impossible. Law has always been in the background but after 2 failed LSATs, I'm not really looking forward to getting back on that horse.
I have to do something. I want to be able to help my future husband support us, I want to give my children the best life possible, I want to love (or at least not loathe) what I do, and I want to feel like I can breathe.
Now wonder I can't effing sleep.
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