Sucky Day

Awake at 3:30am.

Worrying.

Out of bed at 4:00am.

Wore an outfit I will never wear again.

Hair did NOT cooperate.

Bad choice in jewelry.

No breakfast.

Work a little before 7:00am.

Stressful morning.

Loud outside my office all day.

Drat! Left my lunch at home.

Designer of necklace I am wearing should

be shot for putting sharp Ninja star type

thingys on it, as it is now cutting into my jugular.

Remove necklace, throw it into bag hoping it gets

all tangled.

Oh look, there's my lunch. It was in my bag after all.

Throw it out because it's warm and I already ate.

3:30 - ow.

Ow?

Yeah, ow.

Arm muscles starting to ache from yesterday's workout.

Not good if they hurt already.

What happened to the 48 hour rule??

Hair now an afro.

Did I really put that much eye liner on??

Cannot wait to get home and wash my face!

Headache.

Gym.

Hour session.

FAILED.

Didn't have it in me.

Did 1/2 hour.

So annoyed.

Bed early.

Try again tomorrow.

What?!

The other day someone said to me....

"You look great! You look like a Bratz Doll."

*blink blink*

What?

THIS is what Bratz Dolls look like:

I think we can safely say I look

NOTHING

like a Bratz Doll.

I think maybe my lipstick was too dark.

....a Bratz Doll?

Fall Fair Weekend

I am exhausted!

This is our Fall Fair Weekend at school.

It is the biggest fundraiser of the year.

It's going so well.

I am so tired!

Friday night was our kick-off party

with our silent and live auctions.

We have such generous families.

We raised A LOT!!!! of money!!!!!

Saturday was the first day of our fair.

It's a big deal.

Rides, games, vendors, an international food tent.

My job is to make sure everyone has what then need.

They did not.

I was busy.

By the end of the day my feet were KILLING me.

I was asleep last night before my head hit

the pillow.

Today is the FINAL day of the fair.

I had big dreams of going to the gym

early in the morning and getting it over with.

Yeah, didn't happen.

BUT I am running around all day and yesterday

I had to carry an enormous fire extinguisher

so I counted that as a mini work out.

I am down 14 pounds!!

So happy about that.

This exercising thing REALLY does work.

Ok, back to the fair.

Wish me luck!

Hmph.

There are not enough hours in the day.

Crazy Week

Welcome to Crazy Week.

We are gearing up for our biggest fund

raiser of the year.

Yesterday I was at my desk at

6:35 AM

It's just easier to get things done when

no one else is around.

I'm A Proud Member Of The Cult

Just Saying Hi

I just wrote this long boring blog post.

I deleted it.

Just wanted to say hi.

Hi.

Down Ten.

:-)

Two Months

So, I've been working out for 2 months now.
No, REALLY working out.
I go to the gym 5-6 days per week
and 3 of those days are with a personal trainer.
SEE??
REALLY working out.
What have I learned in 2 months?
Well.....

I have learned that 1 hour with the trainer is MUCH better than 1/2 hour with the trainer.
Paul, my trainer, not my husband, feels he must get 60 minutes of torture into a 30 minute time frame.
I have learned that spreading the torture out is much better.

I have learned that breathing is a good thing, and that sometimes I forget to do it.

I have learned that yes, sometimes people throw up at the gym. (No, I haven't....yet)

I have learned that even though I was once sure that I could do ANYTHING for 2 minutes, I was wrong. 2 minutes is a long freakin' time!

I have learned that once I get past those two minutes, I will feel an amazing sense of accomplishment and the rest of the workout will be a piece of cake walk in the park.

I have learned that waking up with aching muscles is a really good feeling.

I have learned that this exercise thing is GREAT!!

Steely Dan!

I have neglected my blog, once again.
My office has entered it's busiest time of the year
and I have been putting in long days then heading
to the gym to complete less than stellar workout sessions.
What a difference stress makes!!

I did however have a FANTASTIC date with my
husband last Tuesday night.
Paul and I went out with two other couples and
saw STEELY DAN at the BEACON!!

They were playing a week of concerts and
each night they played a different album.
Of course, the night we went, they played
The Royal Scam
and I knew ZERO songs from it.
Zero.
That's okay. I like them and like the music.
However......
once they finished the album it was like they
started a second concert.
They played all these songs I knew, such as
Aja
Hey Nineteen
Peg
and my favorite....Reelin In the Years!!
It was AWESOME!!!
The theater was full of aging hippies...and yuppies.
There was a huge guy sitting behind Paul who had
long gray hair and just kept yelling out
YEAH!!!!! every few minutes all through the concert.
YEAH
the same YEAH over and over and over again.
It never varied, same pitch, volume. Same YEAH!
Every time he stood up, he kneed Paul in the head so
sometimes it was...
"YEAH, oh sorry man. YEAH!"
I think I got a contact high.
Seriously, it was like it was right on
top of us, but those people were smooth, you never saw anyone
smoking. Maybe they were piping the smoke in through the air vents.
The best part was this:

THAT is the line for the men's room.
LINE
FOR
MEN'S
ROOM.
Tell me, have you ever seen anything like that??
Well, most of the the people at the concert were men
and they were drinking - a lot.
Hence the line.
There was NO LINE for the ladies room.
Women were just running in there because they could!
We'd come back from a bathroom run and say to some woman - "Hey, no line!"
And she'd say, "Great, I'll just go because I can!"
It was a great night.

Broken Feet

Dear Dumbass,
Do not wear uncomfortable shoes to work when you have a 1 hour session with your trainer at the gym later!
Signed,
Your Broken, Battered Feet!
(treadmill endurance workout. OMG.)

Ten To Go

So, I set a goal for myself this year....
To read 50 books.
As of today, I'm at 40.
I really thought I'd blow through it during the summer, but I just didn't feel like reading all that much.
So, I have 10 to go.
Any suggestions?