Day 2

I started today with it not being that bad. Now that I'm at the end of the day, I want to slap anyone that talks to me.

I can't really figure out what it is that's annoying me. I can honestly say I'm not really hungry; it's probably just that I miss the act of consuming food. I am a foodie to the core. I love going out and trying new foods, I love flipping through menus and reading the descriptions of food, I love absolutely everything about food and now I can't have ANY. Ugggghhhhh.....

Thank God for my fiance because without him, I would be cramming my pie hole full of tacos right now. We did, however, have a 10 minute debate as to whether or not we wanted to throw in the towel. A friend asked me today why I was doing this and my answer was 1) I'd like to lose a couple pounds and 2) I just want to see if I can. It's the second part that's keeping me going right now. I know if I stop I'll feel like a failure and that I don't want. I just hope I can remember that tomorrow.

Day 1

I'm almost hesitant to say that day 1 wasn't so bad because I don't want to trick myself into thinking these next 6.5 days will be easy. But, in all honesty, it really wasn't that bad.

For breakfast, I had a spinach and green apple juice and Stephen had a carrot and apple juice; mine tasted like fresh cut grass and his was a lot better. It got harder once he went to work because I didn't have anyone to distract me from thinking about all the delicious food I can't eat, but even then it wasn't terrible. Something I didn't realize is that you should have a juice every couple of hours; when you've been a lifetime "dieter" like I used to be, my mind immediately switched back to trying not to eat for as long as possible. I definitely don't suggest that and tomorrow I will be juicing every couple of hours.

I felt bad for Stephen because while I got to sit at home and sleep away the urge to eat, he had to go to work. At Barnes and Noble, which is connected to.....Starbucks. Yeah, I don't think I would've made it if I were him, but he stayed strong and I'm so thankful he is willing to go along with this because without him, I would've caved by now.

I'm praying that tomorrow goes like today, except about 20% easier.

7 day cleanse

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.

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 :)

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.

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.

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 :)