I'm alive

Hello my readers, not to worry I'm still alive. So much has gone on lately that you all have missed, and *hints* why I haven't been posting! So if you all are friends with me on facebook, you all know that. . .

I am now a proud Furmom of 3 now!!

Welcome Miss Emma!!

So November 27, ole the Saturday after Thanksgiving Julia forwards me an email talking about a dog auction going to be happening. It also stated that any dogs that weren't sold would be put to sleep. There was a list of dogs that would be auctioned. As I went through the list of 300+ dogs. They had dachshunds, Corgis, English Bulldogs and French bulldogs. All of which are doggies our family adores!

So I ran up stairs, told my Dad to get out of bed we were driving to Joplin. (about 3 hours and 30 minutes from where we live) I showed him the email, told him that I was going by myself if he wasn't going with me. Now back story, if any of you know me in real life. I am a HUGE dog person, I love dogs in fact I love animals and I get that from my father! When my mom heard us talking she quickly jumped out of bed and said she was going with us. Not because she's as big of an animal lover as Dad and I, she was more worried that Dad and I would come home with a whole car full of dogs.

I hurried up throw clothes on and start the car and we are on our way. Mind you this was a 3+ hour drive, from the excitement of going I might of forgot to go the bathroom before leaving the house. Whoops, oh how I felt like I was five again asking Dad to pull over on the next exit to pee although we were driving to the middle of NOWHERE land! Oh the things I do for my babies!

We get there, and let me begin with going to this dog auction was the most upsetting thing for a dog lover like myself. (This is kinda like what is was like) No cameras were allowed or cellphones. So I was unable to take pictures to be able to show you guys. Although they would bring out about 6 dogs at a time, start the bidding, whoever was the highest bidder got to pick which dog the wanted or if they wanted them all. Remind you I was bidding on what I could, although all it was was dog breeders out bidding me. These dog breeders just have lines of credit and buy as many as they want. I swear one lady bought 100 dogs. When they would announce the dogs they would refer to them as if they were cars. (Emma is considered an 07 model, great mother and has a scar showing how wonderful of a mother she is.... Her c-section scar from having babies) On the female dogs they would tell you how many puppies they normally have per litter and when their last heat was. For male dogs, they would talk about "how great he is at getting the job done and I can always count on him." So as I'm sitting here taking all this in, Dad and I threw  up my number trying to get some of these babies so that they would have a better home and now just be used.

Of course English Bulldogs and Frenchies were the LAST to be auctioned off, so we were at this place FOREVER! We arrived around 11am and we left at 7.

So remind you I was already told that any dog that didn't sell would be put to sleep. Well there was a 7 year old corgi, he ended up selling for $7.50 and Dad yelled at me for not getting him. No breeder wanted him because A.) once male dogs turn 5 their sperm count go down and B.) he only had one testicle. He sold around 1pm I kicked my ass for not bidding on him.

So little terriers came out, being growing up we had westies. . . I do have a heart for the little terriers. Although this terrier I had never seen, they were called Norwich. Oh they were so cute! They looked so much like a dirty Westie! So at this time Mom and Dad were getting exhausted, Mom went out side and I heard the guy say " $20......$15. . . $10. . $5, anyone $5?! $1?" I throw my arm up, and the guy says "$2 any, $2?" Dad quickly whips his head around and says WHAT! Did you just buy a dog for a $1! I look at him and say "Yes, Dad I can't let that little guy be killed. I would much rather take him home with us and find him a good home where he isn't just used like a piece of meat!" Dad walks outside and gets Mom, Mom didn't really believe I just bought a dog, but Hey I did!

My little $1 dog on our way home!
We have named him Charlie!

So yes, I do adore doggies. Although in my city there is a 3 dog maximum so I couldn't keep Charlie. I do love him he is a super cuddly lovey dog. Although I'm super happy to tell you all that we have found him a GREAT home, he is going to a friend of my sister in laws. Their 4 year old daughter asked Santa for a dog for Christmas! So we've been working on training Charlie, got him fixed and next week he will be leaving us to go to his new home!

So right after Norwich Terriers were up, English Bulldogs were next. Dad was throwing my number up like there was NO tomorrow! Boy did MOM give us some death looks! We didn't come home with any English. Right after English, out come the Frenchies! Oh how my heart sank. I wanted all 25 of them, I didn't want them to have to breed anymore! So now I begin to throw my number up trying to give one of these dogs a better life, I was getting PISSED about ready to start punching out some breeders. Throughout a bidding war, a breeder finally stopped fight me with Emma. (Oh because she wasn't to go into heat till 1/11/11) I ended up getting Emma for $320, which is cheap for a Frenchie. So I didn't read any info on Emma before winning her. Since I got her so cheap I was figuring she was probably 5-6 years old. I was pleasantly surprised that when we got in the car and I was reading Em's papers I found out that Emma would be turning 3 in just 2 weeks! I'm sure if breeders knew I took her home, got her fixed and now currently dress her in sweaters and cuddle her like there is NO tomorrow.... They'd be PISSED!

So reason I haven't been updating, um training a former puppy mill momma......... Is exhausting. The first week we had her, my parents had went out of town so I was having to bring Emma to work to train with her!

Em alseep under my desk!

Emma is finally starting to get a personality, and wearing people out. She doesn't quite understand why you are NOT to poop in your kennel or in Grandma's house! Or she doesn't understand why Grandma always chases after her when she finds a super fluffy toy! (Grandma's slipper!) Although we are all slowly but surely getting her adjusted! She LOVES Barney, it's rather funny actually. Barney has always been the little butthead to start fighting with other dogs and find it funny, or just walk up to Bella and pull her leg out from under her. Well with Emma at the house, Barney has met his MATCH! Emma just walks up to Barney and pulls his tail! Ha! Lacy on the other hand, doesn't know what to think!

Emma is LOVING her new life!
She will just climb on top of you and sleep!

Organizer?!

Of course that best friend of mine (Julia),  decided to just go out and run 13.1 miles. That means I had a volunteer job to be done. Today was the 14th annual Gobbler Grind! Julia's second annual! (Also, Gobbler Grind was my very first cheerleader race for Julia too!) So don't get me wrong, this isn't my first rodeo as a volunteer so I would consider myself pretty much in the groove of what there should be and what there shouldn't be.

Let's go back, let's go back *Dane Cook voice* on November 1st I emailed to volunteer. Although, I never received anything back. I was slightly concerned, I emailed again November 10th ya know since the race is in less then 2 weeks. Well finally they email me back November 12, saying they would love for me to volunteer. So they informed me they are doing packet pick up on Saturday. So knowing I wanted to be there for Julia and her sister Em when they crossed the finish line. I volunteered for packet pick up, so the lady emails me back saying I will have to be at the hotel from 11am-6pm for packet pick up, and if I could  be at the race at 6am Sunday for late packet pick up!  Holy Volunteer Time!

Yesterday yup my glorious day off I get to wake up at the same ole time and head out to KS for packet pick up! I get there (10:40am), there's a bunch of old ladies walking around and the Road ID guy (Josh). I ask where I should be and what I should be working on. Basically I thought I was talking to myself, Josh kindly told me that he has a job for me. Except he needs to find out where they put the timing chips. Go figure, no elder lady remembers signing for 3 giant boxes of timing chips. In my mind I'm thinking WTF, how do you NOT know where the timing chips are that's the most important part of a race!! For the next 40 minutes, we are still on the hunt for timing chips! LORD! Finally Josh comes back with boxes, the coordinator had them sent to the hotel and forgot they were in the closet! So around 11:20 we finally have chips, and it's time to match up the bib numbers with chip numbers. Well let's remind you, that there are 2,500 people registered for this race. Well none of the old ladies would help us! I mean why wouldn't they just stand and look at us 4 younger volunteers try to stuff as fast as our hands allow us. Cause guess what, packet pick up begins at NOON! Needless to say, we didn't get them all stuffed in time, people where bitching, volunteers were frantic. Then there's me, that's saying calm down! Racers can wait to ensure we get it done correctly! Eventually I had to leave the half marathon table, one of the volunteers was too high strung for me!! Once I moved over to the t-shirt table with 2 HS boys volunteer, my life was much more calm and I felt more at home. The boys and I did fight like brothers and sister, and racers did ask us if we were siblings. Even if one of the boys is a foreign exchange student from the UK with the thickest British accent I've heard, ohhh and he informed me that "you don't mow the grass".... "you mow the Garden." Oh how I learned a thing or 2 from those boys, and they made my day go by FAST! Although with the lack of organization, I didn't leave the hotel till 6:30pm STARVING!

Being at the course at 6am, wasn't going to happen especially after the long day I had yesterday. Although I did get at the course at 7am helped with getting the rest of the late pick up people!  I went over and decided I would do some chip cutting while the 5k runners were coming in. I knew that Julia's time is she'd be coming to the finish at 2 hours and 30 minutes! So chip clipping it is. Let's first start off with holy 5k cluster fuck! They basically had the 5ker's running in circles, many got frustrated and quit. After our very last wonderful 5ker, who I've seen her at many many races. I moved everything over so the half and full marathoners wouldn't get confused. WRONGO! For some odd reason rather then having one set of timing mats, (Blue mats) there were too! So many people just stopped running at the first set of mats. So I was stand shortly after the first set of mats telling runners they weren't done! From there I went over and started handing out water and gatorade, we had just got our big rush of 2 hour runners! Guess what! NO water and they guy said he was on his way back with it. Yeah there were many angry runners. I mean I was angry for the runners! I then left since there was no water, went back to steer runners in the right direction and wait for Julia and Em!! I saw Lo, Goliath and Julia's Momma so I knew they were coming close! (On a side note, G was so excited to see me! His Dad kept yelling at him, but I secretly miss G just as much!!) The girls made it! Looking amazing!

Well done ladies!

Of course a race tradition for Julia, no matter if we race or volunteer we always head to First Watch for Breakfast! Duh It's a MUST! Julia's race buddy Scott joined us at First Watch so we were talking about what needs to change at the race to make it better for me the volunteer and them the runners!

I decided that when I got home, I would email and offer to also be a organizer for the Gobbler Grind next year!! Now since it took them almost 2 weeks to reply on me being a volunteer, will they even take the time to take up suggestions to have me help as an organizer! After this disaster of a race, I also emailed the coordinator for the Oz Marathon that Julia is doing April 16!! So if I become an organizer on the Oz Marathon, who wants to be a fellow volunteer!!

Hahaha! I felt Hyperlink HAPPY today!

Since my knee no longer allows me to join in running!
We will still have "race" pictures!

Bike Extravaganza

Alight, so yeah a few posts down I wrote about how I wanted to "become a runner." What I did fail to tell you all, is when I was 15 I dislocated my left knee cap walking around the kitchen table. Holy PAIN! Yeah I have no cool story of why I had to have a full leg cast for 2 months. Needless to say, after x-rays they decided to tell me that my knees are genetically incorrect and most likely with in the next 15 years I'll need a replacement. Lovely right. So needless to say I was scared to exercise or push myself. I didn't want back in that pain. Then April 2008, my brothers wedding many vodka and sprites and dancing my life away.. Out goes my knee again. Lucky for me I was drunk enough that the pain wasn't as bad, I refused to go back to the doctor. All they were going to do is put me in a cast. If I had a cast again, I can't drive. Which means I will become a couch potato, more then I already was.

So when I started weight watchers in June 2009, I did start exercising although now I can tell when I feel the knee cap moving. So yup my crazy ass decides that I'm going to run. Well I had yet to run my 5k's. So this last month and a half I've been doing C25k training. Welp the last 2 runs, my knee has basically told me to go fuck myself. I even tried to run in my knee brace, go figure it hurt it worse.

So I was talking with Kyle, that I want to start bike riding. Now I've switched gears I wanna be a biker. So I found this sweet pink bike, and sweet helmet and the penny savings begins. Although funny thing has it, in Nov 2007 I won a bike. Yeah the only thing in life I've won, was a bike and I was a couch potato. I rode it maybe 10 miles MAX when I won it. Although I call it the "big bike" because my short ass legs barely touch. So I always rolled my eyes at the big bike.

Well Tuesday my coworker and I were talking about my pink bike and everything I want to do with it. I told him I have a bike but it's too big for me. It's some fancy smancy bike I won. So he asked to see it and was interested in buying it. Sweet if I sell the big bike..... I can get the pink bike! Yes! Sweet! So Kyle went and got my big bike new tubes for the tires and brought it up. Well the bike is a bit nicer then what my coworker wanted, and we found out it's worth $500! For a bike I've just been looking at!

Tuesday night I go home to and I'm talking with my parents about my new determined goal in life. To ride a bike. Well Dad busted out laughing, saying "Megan, you couldn't ride a bike worth a damn when you were little." Okay, Okay. I'll be completely honest yeah when I was younger I was complete fat ass. I did nothing that required movement. So after talking with mom and dad. may jokes about me on a bike. Mom thought it was probably a good idea I get back on a bike and ride before going to spend $300 on a bike and use it once.

Alright, Alright. So yesterday I came into work walked into my cube to see the bike. Well I then decided I'll run up to the bike shop and get me an ugly helmet and start riding during my lunch around the back roads. I come back, get all suited up to ride. Making sure I tell the boys I'm off to ride so if I don't come back in an hour, please look on the side of the road for me!

Off I go. Hmmp. This damn fancy smancy big bike... I don't understand all these gears or what gears I need to be in. I just keep pedaling and pressing buttons to try and make it easier. Well up some hills it wasn't easy, so I walked with my bike. Then I found an apartment complex, so I was circling in their parking lot. Well as I was trying to get back on the road. Off I fall of the bike. Of course, there were 3 guys mowing the complex and all the mowers stop as I fall. I slowly get up, walk with the bike again and climb back on. (Thank God I was wearing jeans. No blood.)

To be completely bluntly honest. This whole bike riding kicked my ass. I come back in the office covered in sweat, barely able to talk, my whole body is sore. I did burn 255 calories in 35 minutes. But honestly I thought by how I felt, I burnt more then that!  So I'm thinking to myself maybe I'm just the lazy fat ass and always will be.UGH. But I keep telling myself, no your not giving up. You are riding the bike every day during your lunch for 30 minutes. This has to get better. So I'm off to try this whole bike riding again today!

Dream Pink Bike I want!!

Fancy Smancy Big Bike

Currently what my desk looks like! Ha

Ugly ass helmet.
Safety First!

Only 255!

Stay tuned. . .

For a recap of how my very first time back on a bike went.


WHEW

Kitchen Aid completes me

The one thing I look forward to every week. . . is the weekend. Well not for the fact that I hate my job like people normally do. But it gives me time to do the one thing in life I adore, love and have a passion for. BAKING! Whenever I have a bad day or just need to be cheered up, the ole Kitchen Aid mixer can always solve that! As a few posts ago, I spilled my guts about my Grandma' Bonnie, well Grandma had always told me that she thought I'd be an awesome chef or pastry chef. Grandma passed away my sophomore year in High School, so needless to say I stopped cooking, and baking. I was pissed, and bitter Grandma wasn't here to cook or bake with me. Needless to say, when I graduated I went off to school thinking I wanted to become and elementary teacher. I went through almost 2 years of my classes when I realized I couldn't stand being in a class room with kids, that weren't mine. Don't get me wrong I love and adore kids, possibly one day in the future me and the Mr. might have an offspring of our own. So I dropped out of school, which at times I would love to say I regret it. But honestly I don't, it would even upset me more to be stuck in a career I hate and had student loans on a career I hate. 

Since Kyle and I have dated, we have talked about  me going back to school. Although, I have thought and thought long and hard I honestly couldn't think of anything. My dear friend Shelby was talking about going into nursing, asked me to go with her. Except for the fact I can't look at a needle without getting squirmish. So that's a negative. 

I can't tell you how many people in my life have told me I needed to go to school to be a chef or pastry. My response was always "Yeah, that's what my Grandma always wanted too." So recently it dawned on me, I need to go back to school to become a pastry chef. 

Since I'm a big girl, married and just can't make the glorious decisions and say eff it. I now have the joys of a husband, (which I wouldn't trade for anything) 2 car payments, soon to be house payment, and little bitty credit card debt. So I am looking into night classes (so I can still work 40 hours a week) to help me pursue my dream. I would DIE to have my own bakery!! (Of course Julia would be there to make the cuppiecakes with me!) 

I've sent an email to school, lets see what they say! Eeck!

This weekends baking adventures!

Mom wanted cake pops!
Of course I am an awesome daughter and made some

Butter dinner rolls

Ooey Gooey Cinnamon Rolls

Home made Hamburger and Hot dog buns
for Dad's tailgating!

My life story. . .in a shoe

Well, of course you guys as my readers. . . Know that I adore TOMS and support them as much as my paycheck allows me to . (Well or my husband) Of course I've been debating in my head over the new corduroy TOMS. I mean, it's becoming winter, I do need shoes right?!

Also, you all know how much I'm obsessed with Staches. I mean who else has stache friday at the office!

Well yesterday, I received an email from TOMS. The new Movember (November) special shoes. So of course I opened. I have never laughed so hard in my life. Luckily I had already peed 3 minutes before, or I might have pissed myself.

This my friends are Movembers shoes. . . . .

TOMS - Movember Limited Edition!

Hell YES! TOMS with staches! These might possibly be a must in my life. (I'm still working on the MR.) Although maybe I should start a Stache fund!!!

Holy Update Batman!

So as you all know, I like to do things my own way. I mean why would I want to do things just like everyone else right.

A year ago (in a month, Turkey Trot) I did my very first 5k. Of course I did no training, nor did I actually "run" it. I now have 4 5k's under my belt, and still have yet to actually run one.

So with Turkey is a month away, and I've decided I want to try and run it. Well at least be able to run maybe 2/3. (Honestly I would be happy with myself if I ran half of it... Yes I know, that's only a mile and a half!)

So Thursday night I started Week 1 Day 1 of Couch to 5k! Of course I had to download the C25k app on my iPhone, this ADD girl can't be trusted with a piece of paper..... and remember how long I am suppose to run/walk and when. Let me tell you, Thursday night whipped my ass. Beyond whipped it. There were many times in my head I was debating with myself on just saying "FUCK it" but I did it! (Yes call me a pussy, W1D1 kicked my bootay!)

Yesterday my cousin had asked me to watch her 2 kids while her and her husband where in a wedding. Her kiddos are 3 years old and 6 months! My parents have both been saying the want grandbabies! So of course I said I'd watch them. (So my parents can realize, being grandparents aren't as easy as they may think! And recently that husband of mine has been telling me we should have a baby!) Little man and I went trunk or treating while the little baby girl stayed with my parents. So when I got home I threw in a movie for the little man, and took over the little baby girl. My cousin had warned me she was teething. Well, she had been such a great baby I didn't think she was hurting, nor did it dawn on me that she might need some mortoin. Well my journey of baby duty started at a lovely 10:30, only an hour that she was asleep. Then for the 5 hours, in 30 minute intervals she was up! Around 1 am, I realize that her teeth hurt, because when I held the binkie in she would stop crying. So I gave her some motorin and thought I was solid, sleep here I come. WRONG-O! 30 minutes later, she's up again! Now it's gas pains, and she's farting up a storm on me! So around 2 I give her gas drops, only to be woke up again at 3 am to her giggling, smiling and wanting to play!!! Finally I had to reach the point of now, just giving the binkie and letting herself cry to sleep! Needless to say, I got to bed about 3:15. Oh I forgot to mention, Julia and I had volunteered for a race this morning and I had to meet Julia in 3 hours. UGH.

Of course, any sight of what I thought I had of baby fever. . . Is long beyond long gone! That lovely husband of mine told me that after last night he doesn't know if he ever wants kids! Haha! I had been trying to tell him the little interaction with babies isn't what I would call being around babies. Also, my mom looked at me and said "I might have a change in mind on grandbabies!" Haha!

After a whopping 2 hours of sleep, I headed out to our race. Thank goodness Julia nor the racers cared what I looked like! I came home, to try and take nap. Nope Dad said he wanted to take us to Lunch. After lunch, I got a lovely short cat nap of an hour. Not what I really wanted. Oh well. Then I remembered today was Saturday, I needed to do W1D2 of C25k. Yup, I debated long and hard with myself again. I mean, did I really want to try and force myself to train on 3 hours of sleep? Not only a lack of sleep, but I felt like death after day 1 on Thursday. Was I really wanting to feel even more like crap? So after an hour of seeding POMs for work, I decided. . . I need to get outside and just do it. I'm not going to be able to become the "runner" I want to if I just make excuses. I am super stoked to report W1D2 was a success. I was able to complete, and I didn't feel like a walking zombie. After tonight, I am excited for Monday to train again!

I might actually become a runner. . .  like a for real runner.

Terrific Thursday. . .

I honestly don't know how terrific it is, but I do know that yesterday thanks to Miss Julia.... My plump (ya'll get mad when I call myself fat!) ass went to Yoga. All went well, I was honestly surprised I didn't make myself look the uber fool I thought I would. Ohhh I forgot to add, that traffic wasn't as bad as I thought so I made a pit stop to PEACHWAVE!

Lookie there! I also went healthy on my froyo! Only Tart and Strawberry!
Alright, except a slue of BOBA's! Who can give me NI for Boba?

 

 

Luckily after Yoga, it finally clicked with me. My muscles that I haven't used were starting to get sore. I honestly was wanting to stay completely OP. I mean really was Sheridan's Wedding Cake Concrete me ruining all the success I've already had? I mean, the last few weeks yeah I've said I'm going to stay OP. But ummm to say the least, that hasn't happened!

Well so today, I'm completely OP! I've got my etools and my 3 month journal! I only have like 30 pounds to go. I can do this, easy peasy!


Now, how to get this shoulder blade soreness to leave, it feels weird!

Little over a year ago

So a year and 2 months ago, I met this girl on the weight watcher board... Via the internet! *scary voice* I came home, bragging to Kyle how I made a new friend from the weight watcher boards and she lives in Overland Park TOO! Needless to say, Kyle (being the one that comes from a family of retired cops, and wants to become a cop) completely flipped shit on my ass. I had told him I was going to meet her in corporate woods. ( A woodsie area that was by my work that had a trail) He proceeded to tell me she was going to kill me, cut me into pieces and throw me in a freezer. (I need to stop allowing him to watch Criminal Minds) Being the person I am, I took on the challenge of being cut up and thrown in the freezer! I also went to meet my new "friend" and as that husband of mine had just told me I was going to die,  I didn't even take MACE. Lord.

If anyone would of told me I would of met a person that I would then consider my best friend, you could of fooled me! I arrive to the trail to find Julia!!! For only knowing someone for over a year, I can tell anything and everything and she was always there to either pick me up off the ground, or laugh with me! To the fact that I was upset at myself, 9 months earlier I had gotten engaged. I was broken hearted I had already asked all my bridesmaids to be in the wedding. Of course I had already talked with her about being my awesome greeter for the wedding!

Julia, she is that one person in life that I honestly can't say no to. Roughly 3 months after meeting,  I get a text from Julia asking me to register for the Turkey Trot 5k. So, being the person that only runs when my life is in danger. . . Of course I said yes (it was Julia) and signed up... 2 weeks before the race with NO training. Although I drung my ass to the race. Although I maybe ran 1/3 of the race. I did it, and from then on I got more texts asking me to join more races. I still have yet to completely run a 5k...

Although, after a couple of races together Julia tells me she's wanting to step it up to half marathons, and possibly full marathons. I looked *with crazy eyes* at her and word for word said "I will sign up for whatever 5k's you want me to, I will not run halfs or fulls. But I will ALWAYS support you and be there for you at the finish!" So Races after races, freezing what of boobs I have left, or almost dying in 100+ heat index. She stepped up the racing!

Throughout my wedding drama, I knew I could always call Julia and bitch, cry, or ask to go eat junk food with me. It wasn't until a week and a half before my wedding. I had decided. I needed to change my bridesmaids. I did kick out a bridesmaid, and was able to call Julia and say "So, I've wanted to do this for awhile....... Will you be my bridesmaid and share my wedding with me!"


That crazy Julia had finalized her first marathon, 10-16-10! So of course I would be there, I mean I wouldn't miss it for the world. I won't miss her marathon, or whenever she has kiddos! So this time I decided I would volunteer, this is the biggest race in town!

Well, (incase you didn't know.... RETAAARD) today is 10-16-10! So after my meetings, being told how to stop cars from running over runners. Also being the white girl in the "hood" part of the race. I took on the challenge of being a baller volunteer! I wanted to make sure I was towards the end of the course, so that Julia would know I'm here and I was going to cheer her on. (Even if she was the very last person that the police car was trailing behind) I was at mile point between 20-21. Yes an old lady did try to run over me and 5 runners. (yes, she got a ticket.) All and all was well! Although, of course when Julia came trotting passed me, some douche tried to get on the course so I only got to wave :-(

Once the end of the racers came past my point, I hopped in the car dealing with blocked roads trying to make it to the finish line. I mean, I had always promised I would be at the finish line once she crossed! Hauling ass, freaking running up steps and to the finish line to make sure I saw her! (yeah, I know running, and let alone up steps I'm a fool) I wiggle my way so I can make sure I can get a picture of the finish line when she crosses! Lucky for me I could see her husband, Mom, and sister before the finish line, so when I saw them getting all excited I made sure the iphone was ready!! She did it!!! In 5 hours and 48 minutes! Call me one proud friend!!!  Although, you all might find me kicking her ass and putting her in a headlock. She keeps telling me she's not happy with how the marathon went!!! She's a baller, she finished a MARATHON!!! (and she didn't shit herself! hahaha sorry julia I had to put that in for you to laugh)

Yes you can call me one proud friend!! (and even after a year, she still hasn't killed me and put me in the freezer!!)

Our Very first Turkey Trot!!

Santa 5k, of course I'll freeze my tits off for you! 

Why Yes Julia, of course I'll fill in for Meagan! 

Why wouldn't I want to run in 100+ heat index.
Only for you! 

I would of missed not have you stand at the alter with me on my wedding day! 

You did FANTASTIC! 

Of course I'm beyond proud of you! 

9 years already?!

Last night I got a whopping 3 hours of sleep. I must have a sinus infection brewing. I'm in pain and I have yet to figure out how any more snot could possibly come out of my nose. I certainly didn't get new nose in a bottle when I bought all my skin care! Note to self; when you go to bed with a stuff nose, don't take the cheap toilet paper. Go for the charmin ultra. Although I felt like death, I stopped at the Walgreens to get some meds. Went into the office and just felt horrid. I came home worked half a day from home. I swear the sinus meds I got are shitty!

So I opened my MacBook, which I haven't done all day. I went to click safari, I saw that today was October 12. October 12, 2001 was the most devastating day of my life. Nine years ago today, I lost the one person I loved more then myself. My beloved Grandma Bonnie. She was everything to me! Literally EVERYTHING. There are many kids out there that don't have relationships with their grandparents, it breaks my heart. 

August 26, my first day of my Sophomore year. I actually rode the bus my sophomore year. I come walking down the street to see both Mom and Dad sitting on the front porch. My family never hangs out on the front porch. I walk through the yard to my mom in tears. she told me to get in the car and we are going to the hospital. While in the car, Mom tells me that Gandma has went to the doctors and she was rushed to the hospital. After hours of testing, the doctor came out to tell us that my Grandma had stage 4 Ovarian Cancer.

The next day, she went into surgery. Not only did she have a watermelon size cyst (my grandma had kept gaining weight and didn't understand) they said that it had looked like as if the cancer was bird seed and someone just threw it. It was everywhere. They said that they will try a experimental treatment to try and kill it all. After weeks of ICU, more weeks in regular hospital room, and 2 days at home. Grandma's body wasn't responding the treatment. October 11, 2010; I had went to the haunted house, before I had left I was told Grandma was doing better and to go ahead and go. Mom and Dad would call me if anything happened with Grandma. And the doctor had told us she had 6 weeks till the cancer completely takes over her body. 

I head off to school Friday morning, as I was walking to my second hour. I had a weird feeling in my stomach. I search and search through my backpack to see where my cell phone was. Go figure, I had left my cell phone at home. Off to my third hour, the minute the bell rings I am buzzed out of class. They told me to get to the front desk as soon as possible. I run down to the office and the tears were starting. I arrive, I see my cousin pull up, I run to her call. She informs me that Grandma had went into "coma" stage, and the nurses said she would most likely go today. We head out to State line, as we get off on the ramp Sissy's cell phone rings. She answers, and was crying more screaming NO. We get to the parking lot, running upstair to her room. Grandma was gone. That one person that meant everything to me. The one I always viewed as my mother.

9 years ago today, my world was turned upside down. I was completely empty. Why would God take such a wonderful lady. And leave all the nasty old people I dealt with day in and day out at Walgreens. This is also when I ate all my feelings. I am a emotinal eater. I was at the point where I didn't understand why the took Grandma with out me. 9 years ago I was 165, happy with my weight. Then I meant the horrid darkness that I suffered for years.

I can't say I'm completely over Grandma's death, I am better then I was even 5 years ago. I can talk about it. Although I still feel extremely guilty that I went out to the haunted house the day before, and I had left my cell phone at home. Maybe Sissy and I could of been there earlier and we could of said goodbye. Although, thinking about everything that has happened in the last 9 years there have been many positives. 9 Years ago, my mother and I didn't have a relationship. I have come around, Mom and I are closer then we've ever been my whole life.  I know that Grandma had a helping hand in my having my very first job at Walgreens!, (Growing up I always said I wanted to work at Walgreens, I loved all the random stuff they had!) drove my wonderful lime green beetle!, (Also, ever since I was a little kids. I always wanted a green bug!) Meeting Kyle, having someone again fill a little bit of the hole that was still missing!, lastly I know my wedding wouldn't have been as amazing as it was if it wasn't for her! Not to mention, 2 hours before our outdoor picture it was down right raining cats and dogs. I was freaking out! Go figure a bride freaking out on her wedding day!

I Love You Grandma!
You will never be forgotten. 

I promise.

I will be a good poster.

Right now watching Ironman 2.

Will continue later

By Request . . .

So Miss Joann requested a daily menu from me, boy did she luck out since I am now actually tracking. Which we all know is a ginormous step for me!

So, this weekend. I'm finding out I pretty much fail at weekends. I did really good until ummm 9 o'clock saturday. We went out for a friends birthday, I ended up having loaded nacho's after Kyle and I had already ate sushi for dinner and I had used all my points!

So this morning I went to the gym and burned 2 points at 6 am!

Total daily points: 26

Breakfast: 9am
- Green Mountain Pumpkin Spice Coffee - 0
- 1 TBL Coffeemate creamer - 0
- 2 pieces of Sara Lee Whole Wheat Honey Wheat bread - 1
- 3 egg whites with jalapeno's cut up in it -1
- 1 slice of Kraft 2% sharp cheddar cheese - 1
- 1 cup of Dole Frozen cut fruit (it was bananas, peaches and strawberries! for a smoothie!!) - 1
- 1 cup of water (for my smoothie)
- 1 splenda packet (for my smoothie)

Points used: 4
Points left: 22

Snack: 11am
I some how wasn't HUNGRY to need a snack.
- 1 Atomic Fireball - 0 (1) (Helps me get water down!! I tracked 3 fireballs for 1 point)

Points used: 5
Points left: 21

*Down 32oz of water *

Lunch: 12:45pm
- Lean Cuisine Butternut Squash Ravioli - 5
- 6 oz sweet potato - 3

Points used: 8
Points left: 13

Snack: 3:40pm
- Choban Pomegranate Greek yogurt -3

*Down 52 oz. of water*

Points used: 3
Points left: 10

Dinner:

- 4 oz Steak - 5

- asparagus - 0

- caesar salad -3

- 1 pumpkin cookie - 2

*Down 64 oz. of water*

Points used: 10

Points left: 0

The END

I need help

So my little cousin gave me a coupon for $5 of TOMS, of course I can't let it go to waste and expire.

But as you all know, I'm in love with TOMS. And yes I wear them nearly daily, now if they had Tennis shoes for me to work out in.... I would be in TOMS 24/7

So which should I pick. . .

These adorable wedges!

Or these adorable cords. . .

Photo Party!!

So the rest of the week, my life will be swallowed up by work. I have a huge deadline to hit by friday. So I will blog away tonight. So lets begin.

(I warn you, you will be attacked with photos!)

FALL . . .

Ahhh the trees are changing and leaves are falling, and the weather is getting chilly! Which means my Uggs and I meet again! As with my TOMS, I highly suggest everyone to own one, or more pairs of Uggs. Basically from September - March I LIVE in Uggs!! I also suggest, don't get the knock off's yeah they might be half the price. But the Uggs last A LOT longer. So spend the extra bucks to begin with so you don't have to buy 2 or 3 pairs for how long the Uggs would last!

MUM

Mums just SCREAM fall to me!

ART . . .

Decorated my cube a little bit!!

WATER . . .

My beloved Naglene!

YUMMY . . .

So yes, I am overly obsessed with frozen yogurt. I don't know if I ever mentioned, I drive 30 minutes to get it! Finally within a mile of my house will be FROZEN YOGURT! Yes I've already emailed about a part time job!

Free!

I cashed in some of my Nature Made points and got free SoyJoy's!!!

BUG. . .

I went to water Midge, and it looks like she's be whoring her self out... She had a new boyfriend chilling on the blind!

SMASH

This monster of a bug was in my cousin's car. He had a tragic death.... By a shoe. Look at all those gross guts!

I pulled out my Pandora bracelet (and new Pandora ring!) and have been making sure to wear it on my right hand so I can stay focused on my Weight Watchers!

COOL . . .

I received an cool awesome package from Jess!! With this lovely splat egg!

CONE

So I went over to my brother's house, to find my little niece having to wear a cone. Poor girl!

She has an ulcer on her eye and she keeps scratching it and it wasn't healing. So she's stuck with the cone. She's hilarious with it though!

The Letter F. . .

FOOTBALL!

Me and Mr. Barnaby watching the Alabama Game! Yeah, the game got us slightly nervous!

The Letter F again.

F_CK

So, after BC pill #7 and still having side effects with EVERYTHING. I talked to the husband, and asked how he felt if I went off the pill and we used alternate forms of contraceptives. We both agreed it was fine for my body to have a break.

Well I called the OBGYN, and my regular doctor was gone, and the doctor that put me on zoloft was gone too. I said to have my regular doctor call Monday. Well later that day I got a call from the on call doctor, who pissed me off. He told me that he didn't feel comfortable with me not being on 2 forms of contraceptives and was trying to force upon me the IUD. Which my best friend has the Mirena, and has to have surgery to have it removed. It's not something I've wanted or would think about. After the doctor fighting with me about it, and me say NO, No, NO over and over. I come home to find this today.... Are you fucking kidding.

I'm thinking this is great material to start a fire and roast some marshmallows!

What a week. . .

So, now that this week is come to an end. I figured I need to spend time to blog, to tell you guys I haven't fallen off the face of the earth and to just express things. Things I need to be able to talk about. (More of therapy for myself, sorry to bore you all)

September 19, I had been looking forward to it all week! It'd officially be Kyle and I's 3 months of marriage! We made it 1/4 of a year! Go us! Little did I know that I would dread the day of September 19. Getting the text from Kyle telling me that our good friend Ralph had passed away. At first I thought he was joking with me. I called Kyle, to hear him crying. Nothing tore me so much in shreds, my husband crying to me and I was 3 hours away. Getting the news our friend had died.

One of the many things I was blessed to have when I started dating Kyle. I was included in his group of friends. Kyle and I started dating, he was at first nervous for me to meet his friends and family. (Which I'm still rather confused about, I'm not that bad of a person am I) I will never forget that day that I met Luke, Brandon, Ralph, Autumn, Zak and Erin. It really doesn't seem like it's been just 5 years, I feel that they have been with me my whole life. Our Happiness begins, Luke and Jeannie get married, (and have little Miss. Maddy) Zak and Erin get married, Brandon goes off to Law School, Kyle and I get married. We were turning into the old married group of friends that you have for life. Just 3 weeks ago, I told Ralph that I do see him and Autumn settling down and eventually getting married. I swore to him that one day he would settle down and the whole party stage would leave. We are the bunch of friends that yeah, we may be a little strange, but we wouldn't change a thing about each other. We love how strange we are. Now being September 25, we all do know that we can make it through think and thin.

So being the strong group we are, we decided we need to make a cross to take to the accident spot. Although, I can't say I've seen just a plain cross at the local craft store. So being that Ralph was so loved by us, I told the gang that I felt we need to be together at this time and build a cross. So off to the local Home depot. Go Big or Go home. Ralph would expect us to go big. So we did!

For us, being together to talk about the wonderful times we had with Ralph we built this lovely cross. We picked to paint it green because Ralph loved Golf, and his favorite color was black! (Yes it was rather hilarious seeing us build this cross, I'm sure Ralph was cracking up laughing at us. In fact, there were times we were cracking up at ourselves.)

Boys putting the cross up!

We love you Ralph!

(In memory, we all wore pink ties (I wore a scarf) to the funeral (we left Frank's in the car))

(HOLY HELL, why did no one tell me I looked like a blimp)

We will never forget the times we've had together. All the times he's made us laugh, his crazy hair, the beloved white suit he showed up in to Zak and Erin's wedding, the many times we got together as a group and Ralph was always the one who was late. The memories just keep flowing, I could keep typing and smiling as I typed them. We will never lose those, or our love for him.

From everything we've been through this week. We've been lucky to become closer to Frank, who was one of Ralph's best friends. Looking back, I really don't know why we never saw Frank very often, I guess Ralph was just hiding him from us. I do feel we will now be having another strong friendship added to our group. (Well, if we don't scare Frank off with our shenanigans.... Which in our group, we are full of them!)

We miss you Ralph!

Sorry if I bored you all with my life, I know that aspect I really don't share. I try to be the one who's always happy go lucky and always wanting to make sure everyone is doing okay and make them smile.

So for the scavengar hunt.

Well one day this week was Sweet!

So my gnomies bring to you, {insert the lovely smell of pumpkin spice Yankee candle} the lovely sweetness of the candle I burn at the office daily, and I think they were deciding on what candies they were going wrestle over!