FIVE DAYS SINCE I LAST BLOGGED?

You must all be going nuts.

Well, ladies & gents, my best friend in the whole world got married on June 21st, 2013.
It was a perfect, Oregon beach kind of day.
I've never seen two people more happy than Sarah & Kyle.
It was the most relaxed, beautiful, emotional wedding I have ever attended - yes, I cried like a baby through the whole thing (NBD).

Gorg-borg, right?

 

My beautiful bouquet (Sarah's was a bigger version)

 

The bride & groom said their own vows & Sarah's bro-ha (that means "brother" in Michelle lingo)married them.

'Twas the perfect wedding.

I'm still in Maid-of-Honor-Marital-Bliss...that's a thing, right?

After the couple said "I Do", we ATE:

 

This was my first plate.

I was in fat girl heaven.

 

I even got to be the OFFICIAL WITNESS & sign the marriage certificate/license/whatevz.

Which actually doesn't require a signature, just my full - printed name.

 

I felt so famous.

 

After the bride & groom disappeared to do the nasty consummate (still TMI?) their marriage, the wedding party headed to the bar to celebrate.

Momma had one too many drinks.

This was my breakfast the next morning:

 

A side of hash browns, a waffle, and a side of bacon.

Then I went back to bed until check-out.

 

The bride & I at breakfast.

 

After a 190 hour drive up the 101, I finally got into Canby.

My parents made awesome food & we enjoyed their new clay-fire-pit-thingie:

 

Best. Rosalie. Face. Ever.







 



The next day (Sunday), I went out to Sarah & Kyle's reception.

Unfortunately, it rained - but it was so nice & it was good to see a lot of old friends.

I took NO pics because I suck - except for this one of me & Ro before I left for the reception:

 

Besties.

 

So yeah. Wedding Week is officially over - but it was a grand time.

I hope everyone is doing well <3



It's going to be a bad day...

It's going to be a bad day...

And I mean that.
In the food sense.

Today, I woke up and after drinks and a giant ass salad last night (pictured below), I have a headache.
I think getting drinks at lunch yesterday plus last night did me in.
So! I've already eaten my Jimmy Dean breakfast sandwich...and some of these bad boys:

 

And maybe some of these guys, too:



SUE ME. I'M NOT PERFECT!
Plus I had 2 string cheeses.
And Jennifer is bringing me a Diet Coke & some French fries.
Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Ok let's rewind to yesterday.
It was Jennifer's birthday so naturally the girls took a two hour lunch AKA get fried zucchini & multiple drinks - come back to office and chug Spark - ignore bosses for rest of day.

Here we are!

Jill, me, and the Birthday girl, Jen.

The three best work friends that anyone could have.

 

We had a lovely time...probably because we all get along super well.

We had to take personality tests for our job, all three of us got "empathy" as one of our strongest attributes...I guess you could say we relate well.

 

After work, I mosied on down to Good Times where we had a celebratory drink(s) for Sarah.

I got there 45 minutes early and Keeked in the car.

Don't follow me on Keek? You should.

After I harassed everybody to get there earlier - Niki finally arrived & we headed into the bar.

Her & I were starving - enter giant ass salad:

 

Ok. I have some things to say about this salad.

1. I did not eat the bread.

2. I hate when they section that shit out. You see how it's all divided up? Who orders a salad and wants to do the hard part of MIXING IT ALL TOGETHER?

3. I ate it anyway and managed to drop all my chicken onto the table. Three second rule applied.

 

That salad is literally the only pic I took last night.

#blogfail #mohfail

But Natalie, Sarah, Niki, Mal, & I had a nice, gabby evening and I considered it a success.

 

Now that we're all caught up and back to present time:

Enter headache.

Remember when you could drink like a fish back when you were 16 21 and woke up feeling like sunshine & daisies?

Not so much at 97 25.

Lame.

 

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST:

I'm not going to the gym today.

I have to go find some Hooker-Red nail polish (Sarah's words, not mine) to paint my nails/toesies for the wedding.

And I need to find some shoesies.

^^Once you become a parent, you pretty much add an "ies" at the end of every. word. ever.

 

This will probz be my last blog of the week because tomorrow is Sarah's WEDDING!!!!

Congrats again my love!

 

Have a great weekend peeps - I'll be back Monday weighing 900 lbs <3

 



 



What's the story, morning glory?

GOOD MORNING, FOLKS!

I've been up since 4:30, got a killer work out in, had a Spark & am now working on some coffee - I AM ENERGIZED!
I feel really, really good.
Yesterday I ran for 2.5 miles & my shins were KILLING me last night.
So when I woke up this morning, I knew I should probably take it easy.
I spent 40 minutes on the elliptical & 30 minutes in the weight room.
I. Feel. Amazeballs.

My mom got me this WO tank at Costco.

I LURVE IT (that's New Zealand for love).

 

This is me mid work-out, in the bathroom this morning.

1. Check out the boob sweat

2. Don't eat more than 1 Fiber One bar a day

3. ^^You will pay for it :-/

 

Work out completed.

Looking GURRREAT!

 

After my work out, I tried to harass my momma, but she didn't answer her phone.

So I settled for a quick trip to Walmart to pick up these bad boys:

Ohmygerrrrrrrrrrrrd.

SO DELISH.

I felt like I was sneaking a Sausage McMuffin from McDonalds.

I am a total weirdo, BTW, and threw away the chicken embryo the egg - so it was just meat, cheese, and muffin.

God, I want another one...

 

Then I got to work and took an amazing pic for all y'all:

Right?

 

Today is Jennifer's birthday (my coworker).

She doesn't read my blog because she's a meanie.

But we're going out to lunch to celebrate.

And then after work, I'm going to drinks with a few girlfriends to celebrate Sarah's wedding on Friday.

So, I'm sure by the time I make it home tonight I'm gonna look like this:

^^Thanks Google image search

 

Luckily tomorrow is my FRIDAY.

HOLLA.

 

Oh! One last thing.

My daughter doesn't love me anymore.

She doesn't want to play with me, snuggle with me, take pictures with me, or talk to me.

Why?

Because:

Strawberry. Effing. Shortcake.

 

I think I'll go cry now.

PEACE OUT MUTHATRUCKAS.







 

 

Just some crap

I weighed myself for the first time since I went to the doctor last week.
I'm up 3 lbs.
I also ate pizza last night.
THINGS ARE GOING WELL.

In all honesty, I'm not worried.
I've been going through some stuff lately - and if that means I gained 3 lbs., then so be it.
I'm not going to punish myself...I'm going to step up to the plate & do what I know is best for me:

Work out. Eat clean.
..........and maybe lay off the wine a little bit :)

Pretty simple, right?

Anyway, I took a selfie that I never posted a while back. And then I took one today....
Again, you're welcome for all these terrific shots of me.

A few days ago.

Awesome.

 

I know it looks like I have major wings in this pic.

I swear my triceps aren't that flabby.

 

Another thing - Last night while I was doing my usual Instagram crawl (AKA stalking Mama Laughlin & Skinny Meg), Khloe Kardashian posted this:

Medius - Jumping Jacks

Maximus - Lunges

Minimus - Squats

^^^Like Nike says, JUST DO IT.

 

Work is so slow right now.

I'm caught up with EVERYTHING.

So I'm doing what any great employee would do - blogging & sorting through my Pandora playlists.

Exciting stuff.

Luckily Sarah is getting married Friday, so I get a short week.

Thank the LAWD.

 

Oh and since no post would be complete without the prettiest girl in the world:

 

Father's Day 2013

God damn, I love her...

 

Sorry for the schizo blog...

Cheers!





Wedding Week

Aloha faithful followers (Shawn's parents got me an anklet in Hawaii so I felt the need to go all native on your asses)!

Wedding Week - although I am engaged this has nothing to do with me!
This week my very best friend in the whole entire world is getting MARRIED <3

Kyle & Sarah

 

If anybody truly knows this couple, you know that for the last 7 years they have been through everything together.

The good, the bad, the ugly.

But what doesn't kill you makes you stronger (thanks K. Clark) & they have really, truly mastered the whole "being in love" thing.

 

I asked Kyle almost 8 years ago what his intentions were with Sarah - and I believe his exact answer was to make her happy.

And as a first hand witness, I can honestly say her happiness is radiant.

So thank you Kyle, for taking care of my bestest best friend all these years - and to take on the challenge/HONOR of doing it for the rest of your life.

 

15 and skinny minnies :)

 

Our favorite pass time.

 

World's best auntie.

 

My gurl.

 

I can't wait to be apart of your special day and to celebrate your nuptials.

I can't think of anybody who deserves more happiness than you two.

 

Love you both to the moon & back.



8 hours and counting...

I'm almost through this work week.
When did I become such a grown up?
UGH. Anotha day, anotha dolla. <---adulthood at it's finest.

I don't have much to share today, other than I DID make it to the gym yesterday.
So I took a pic for Rachel...

She was working out too (naturally).

WE ARE PRETTY.

 

That was probably the highlight of my day.

Except maybe the pesto pasta I indulged in last night.

 

I've been thinking a lot about what my doctor and I discussed.

She is urging me to try and maintain my current weight for a month or two.

I know I recently posted about Losing vs. Maintaining & I was totally set on kicking it into high gear.

But something about our conversation resonated with me - and I'm thinking of trying to maintain these mid-150s for a month or so. 

That's how I feel right now - but that could change at any moment.

I'm a spaz like that.

 

Well folks - that's really all I got.

Until Monday................ 

 

 



Thirsty Thursday

Anybody remember Thirsty Thursdays?
I do.
I think the last one I participated in was about 3-4 years ago.
That's when I stopped watching Grey's Anatomy and started drinking myself into oblivion.
GOOD TIMES.

Fast forward to today's Thirsty Thursday...
I HAVE BEEN SLACKING ON MY WATER CONSUMPTION.
I think since I melted (oops) my awesome Nalgene bottle (that held 32 oz. of water) and switched to my new water bottle (holds 16 oz. of water), I have been too lazy to get up and refill it twice as often.
I may have to get me a new Nalgene.
These are serious problems, folks.

Anyway, Shawn's folks are back from Hawaii (I'm jealous too)...so we went over for dinner last night.
It's kind of become a ritual on Wednesday nights.
I know two people who REALLY enjoy it:

Katelyn & Rosalie.

CUZ LUV.

 

Does that not melt your black little hearts?

 

Anyway, since being back from vacay (and not weighing myself), Aunt Flow came to town.

Meaning again, not weighing myself.

When I don't see the number, I pretend like it doesn't exist.

Hence the chocolate chip cookie/brownie/vanilla ice cream dessert I enjoyed last night.

^^I was in full force, peeps, it was like someone unleashed Ricki Lake in her hey-day.

Ohhhh yeahhh...AND I haven't worked out since Monday.

I can already feel myself getting a case of the "I don't want to work-outs".

AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN HISKEY.

 

I woke up this morning to the gentle sound of rain pitter-pattering on my rooftop.

Sounds like an excellent excuse not to shower and wear sweatpants to work!

 

Gosh darn, look at that hottie.

PS Thank you Dove Dry-Shampoo <3

 

Well, I see Jill across the way working her little heart out.

She makes me look bad.

Better get back to "working" AKA sitting around in fat pants avoiding the water cooler.

Have a good day.

 



 



Guess who's back?

Holla.
Did ya miss me?
Y'ALL DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I WAS GONE!
Gez.

So, like I said I went on an impromptu vacation. Stayed the week up in Canby and had some much needed fambam time.
I was a terrible friend and ignored most requests to hang out because I was focused on me, Rosalie, and my parents.

Basically I relaxed and hung out with my daughter.
Didn't work out once.
Ate pretty well...minus the cheeseburger, mudpie, and Blizzard.

I did get to cook on the Treager (AKA my dad's BFF):

Rosalie is hilarious.

So is the hound.

And the veggies & chicken were delish.

So was the alcoholic beverage.

 

I stopped weighing myself after a while, because it's just stupid.

I did however go to the doctor on Friday (because I'm cool and still have yet to find a doc in Eugene).

When I was there in January I weighed 192.

When I was there on Friday I weighed 154.

That's pretty fantastically awesomely cool.

My doc was so proud of me - and told me if I didn't lose another pound, she would be fine.

WHATTUP?!

(I want to lose another 20-30 eL Bees)

 

Anyway, on my drive home I took some great selfies.

And was photobombed by the bb.

What can ya do?

 

 

We are purdy.

 

Anyway - I got back into Eugene on Friday and had a pretty low-key weekend.

I did go shopping with the bestie to pick out what I'm wearing to her wedding (A WEEK FROM FRIDAY!!!!):

 

I was super impressed with my shape in this pic.

I know, I know - conceited much? :)

 

Oh, and this is me being conceited again.

In reality, I was doing the Sarah pose.

You just can't see my eyes, I was "sm-eyes-ing" (thx T-Banks).

 

Monday, it was back to work and back to the gym:

 

 

I was shocked that I could actually run after taking so much time off.

And I was uber ready to kick ass at the gym yesterday, but was in meetings ALL DAY LONG (meaning no gym at lunch).

Oh and just to whine some more: I had 247 e-mails waiting on Monday. UGH.

Luckily I looked like a million hundred bucks, yesterday:

 

I know how happy it makes all of you to see copious amounts of pics.

Of me.

 

I've actually been trying to write this blog since Monday.

It is now Wednesday afternoon.

Rosalie had her 18 month check up today...a month late, because I am that great of a mom.

Here are some stats for y'all:

 

Height: 33.5 inches (87th percentile) (2 more feet until she's as tall as me)

Weight: 24.14 pounds (54th percentile) (time to do some more squatting with the beez)

Head Circ.: 19" (88th percentile) (takes after her dad)

Shots: 3

 

I can't believe how fast she is growing up.

It seems like just yesterday she was LITERALLY tearing me a new one.

I'm already thinking of birthday party themes...Shawn is pulling for Minnie Mouse. I say we go with SpongeBob.

At least we could have an underwater theme.

In November...I should rethink this.

 

Well folks I am off to never-never land.

Holla.





 

^^PS I both started and ended this blog with Holla. DON'T STOP ME NOW!



 

Checking In

Well, I last left you with my weight of 154.

Then I started EATING like I was on vaca.

Like...a 'Smores Blizzard from Dairy Queen.
A hickory cheeseburger with fries AND a Diet Coke from Claim Jumper.
Plus, maybe a slice of mud pie from Claim Jumper that my mom, Rosalie, and I shared.
Aaaaaand a little bit of chocolate frozen yogurt, last night.

Plus you may have seen my status: Drinking on patios is what I do best.
Word.

So when I stepped on my mom's scale this morning I was prepared for the bitter truth.
157.

Yeah, that leaves a yucky taste in your mouth.
But another thing?
I haven't worked out since FRIDAY.
Oh shiiiiit.

I know I'm on "vacation", but I really do miss getting my sweat on at the gym...
I'm just not badass enough to really run outside yet. It's all hilly and shit.
Whine whine whine.
WINE WINE WINE.

Anyway, I have done one productive thing since I came up North:
I have decided I need to become a heel girl.
I'm only 5 foot!
Think of what an extra 2-5 inches would do for my height??
See - I'm practically solving world hunger while sitting on the couch watching our 3rd episode of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse this morning.

In other news - while I changed Rosalie's morning diaper today, she kicked me in the face and I got a bloody nose.
Awesome.

Anyway, I'm off to make myself presentable for the day.
Amy is gonna be here around noon & I haven't worn make up since last Friday.
I better go figure out how to put mascara on again.

Wish me luck!

vacay

i know you all have been going CRAZY without my daily blog posts...but i thought i'd share that i'm on an impromptu vacation.

just worked out with work that i could come up to canby for the week and bug the folks up in this neck of the woods.

but unfortunately for YOU i won't be posting much, because my mom gets testy when i steal her macbook from her (jk, ma)...but in reality i'm on VACAY folks, so cut me some slack!

i will share one thing with you. my weight:

154.

god, it feels good to be a gangsta.

peace out y'all.