Stapling Stomachs and Welcome Back Friday

Welllll wellll wellll.
Look who's back, back again...Michelle's back, tell a friend.
Anybody else still into Eminem? Just me and every other 27 year old white boy?
Okay then.

Yesterday morning, I woke up with a sharp pain in my lower left abdomen.
And I mean PAIN.
It lasted about 3 1/2 hours before it finally subdued.
I was able to nap and rest, but needless to say, did not hit my 10,000 steps yesterday.
Hoping today is much better!

I'm sitting here in my daughter's room, listening to "Let it Go" (for literally the 1 millionth time since Frozen shat all over parents) debating whether to do something drastic.
Like...should I go to Tijuana and get my stomach stapled?
JK JK, more like, should I try Whole 30?
...has anybody out there done it? Advice? Thoughts? Words of wisdom? Anybody willing to pay for liposuction and/or a tummy tuck?

Anyway, I think I'll do some research on it and get back to you all.
Happy Friday, folks!

Another Cry Me a River post. YOU ARE WELCOME.

What's up party animals?

Rosalie is at pre-school and I'm already tired of homework, so here is a new bloggy-blog!
Let's start with the fact that I got a FitBit...

Guys.

I'm so obsessed.

I kid you not, I trekked around my apartment complex at 11:30 last night, just to hit my 10,000 steps.

I really hope this is the motivator that kicks me into high gear.

I'm just really struggling...

My friend Rachel came down to surprise me a couple weekends ago and she kinda put things into perspective for me: I am happy! I am living a life I love...which includes meals made of butter and drinks made of fermented grapes. 

And while I'm super glad to be in such a great place in my life spiritually & mentally; I am physically letting myself go.

From a couple weeks ago when Rach came!

As I look back on past blogs - I see my mistakes.

While I love Advocare and completely enjoy their product, I know now that I lost weight way too fast.

Unfortunately, when we drop lbs. too quickly, we are more prone to gain it all back (and then some). 

Which I did -GLADLY- between weekly date nights with my hunny and hosting friends for dinner & Walking Dead. 

The calories added up and a sedentary lifestyle set in.

It doesn't help that I spend most of my time in a classroom or sitting at my desk doing homework. 

And that's why I'm hoping that this FitBit at least motivates me to get my 10,000 steps in a day. 

Now when I'm doing homework, I am more apt to get my booty up and waddle around my house. 

I know, I know...

You've read this before from me.

The whole "I'm starting over thing...", and I can't guarantee anything, but instead of claiming to start over, I just want to continue on. 

I want to be happy AND healthy. God knows that when you physically feel good, everything else just gets better.

And hot damn, that sounds awesome to me.

Tattoos, sheep plucks, and Kenzie's BMs

Hey hey!

Gonna bust out the quickest blog evaaaa (why does she even bother writing this bullshit?)!
BECAUSE YOU GONNA TAKE IT AND YOU GONNA LIKE IT.
Here is a photo update of my lyfe:

About passed out laughing at this.

I am OBSESSED with this song.

Shawn is not.

Sorry Kenz, have to sell you out with this text^^.

But we've all been there right?

Latest selfie.

Giving Kim K. a real run for her money.

Ro & Blayke.

Guys - I'm so excited that Rosalie has a gal-pal.

They're like the future Michelle & Sarah.

^^Legit my next tattoo.

Sorry mom.

Sheep pluck MADNESS!

Sorry to gross you out - but how cool is my school?

And that is literally all.

Gotta go pick up the goo from preschool.

I know I owe you all money for the 2 minutes you'll never get back in your life.

Shawn is harassing me so I can't think of a better title than this.

Holla.

Today was a school day - for me & for my offspring.

Gotta say, it's pretty cool that my three year old and I both attend school.

Except I'm kind of jealous of the fact that she's learning things like the alphabet and I'm learning things like algebra and anatomy.

WHATYAGONNADO?

Maybe I can bribe her to do my homework for me...

Anyway.

I went and picked Rosalie up in Canby on Monday and stayed the night at my parents house.

My dad has a Traeger...if you don't know what a Traeger is, let me know and I will put you in contact with my father.

He can tell you all about it. FOR HOURS.

Okay, back to the point, my dad made ribs and asparagus on the Traeger and my mom mashed up some taters (what's taters, precious?) for dinner - it was so, so balla.

I love eating like a queen when I'm with the parentals. Wish I wouldn't have taken it for granted back in high school.

RoRo chyillin' up in Canby

I got home yesterday and made a mean Chicken Marsala for my boo-thang (the big one, not the little one).

I'm such a chef, guys.

Speaking of being a chef and eating food: I have been writing every little thing that goes into my mouth (get your mind out of the gutter) in a notebook. 

I'm doing it for a week, because that's what THIS BOOK:

has told me to do.

Now, I don't know what to do next because let's face it, 1. I'm lazy and 2. I don't wanna spoil it (AKA I haven't read it yet), but Ms. Menounos is gonna teach me about to diet and be fit.

What-chicka-what?

I'll let you know how it goes.

Anybop, not much else is going on.

My last day at Guitar Center is tomorrow - it was short lived for me working there, but it's just better for my family to have me at home. 

I hope y'all are fantastico.

PEACE.