tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63219759133015280432012-02-16T00:34:41.662-06:00Blogs are a curious thing. Essentially we are talking about ourselves...the good, bad, and ugly of it all. If we did this about others it would be gossip. It may seem like gossip but really it's just a blog about my life. I keep names private to protect the innocent (me) as I might throw in some juicy tid-bits from time to time. ~smiles~Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.comBlogger1561100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-65134694540970488632009-11-15T08:45:00.003-06:002009-11-15T08:56:52.782-06:00

1/2 JJ (she may be renamed "Rita" for the blog-I'm still debating) had a Bollywood themed birthday party last night. There was Indian food, Indian music, and Bollywood movies playing on the TV. It was great and check out how fabulous we looked.I didn't have anything to wear (there were others in Western clothes also) but as soon as I arrived Nimi took me upstairs to borrow some Indian jewelry

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-41821066918748541142009-11-04T20:34:00.008-06:002009-11-04T21:44:08.647-06:00

Okay, I am so far behind in my blogging and I was afraid if I wrote "Halloween Update", no one would read because Halloween is so last week. Hee hee!Hubz and I dressed as "Facebook" and "Twitter" for Halloween:His costume was more of a play on words and mine was a cheesy home made (obvs) costume (you can't see all the details in the pic, it was better in real life) but was fun because it was

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-59882991707803743762009-10-29T22:04:00.002-05:002009-10-29T22:13:49.197-05:00

So I woke up this morning with only one dream on my mind. Apparently in my dreams, I am dating President Barack Obama and he has to get checked by a doctor to determine if he will turn into a werewolf. Seriously??? What did I eat or what does this mean? Do I want power? Am I afraid of power? Do I think power turns you bad? Do I think Barack (yeah, apparently we've dated and are now on a

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-75477773701127560312009-10-23T11:00:00.004-05:002009-10-23T11:12:14.862-05:00

We were supposed to go camping this weekend with friends but that fell through. T is going to have to work this weekend. Anyway, I had already asked off for the day so I decided, what they heck! I'll stay home from work anyway. I'm going to lunch with Hubz soon and then it's off to get a manicure and do some shopping. I love playing hookey!I got a hair cut last night. I went back to the

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-25666083926381227852009-10-21T22:20:00.005-05:002009-10-21T22:41:07.424-05:00

So I had to send an email to the nearest and dearest from college today. While it was good news, it made me realize, we've grown up. Life changes us and we can't go back. I just hope that we're always friends despite the circumstance because I truly believe the past 10 (TEN did you read that??? TEN!) years of friendship have been real and everlasting over time and distance. I love 'em!And

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-9328283030003453702009-10-20T22:30:00.004-05:002009-10-20T22:43:57.167-05:00

Lots of things going through my mind right now...-Decisions, decisions, DECISIONS-Plans are a funny thing.-How can you be unbelievably excited and sad about the exact same thing?-Will this stress ever end?-Did I really volunteer my few free moments at work to cover someone else's therapy after weeks of covering for someone else?-I am so proud of my husband right now.-I should do a Face Book

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-1330605464677919132009-10-13T20:55:00.003-05:002009-10-13T21:02:14.174-05:00

So Hubz is in Mobile, Al for business and his flights get delayed, meetings are rescheduled, yada, yada, yada...Long story short he thought he was only going to be there for the day but ended up staying over-night. Here is a snippet of our text messaging:T: "looks like I'm coming home on the 6:05 flight tomorrow morning."Me: "Glad it worked out. Getting a cheap hotel? Wearing your suit

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-3369123334272359792009-10-07T17:03:00.002-05:002009-10-07T17:06:03.173-05:00

Nope, this is not my Halloween costume. Yep, I do have greenish eyes but that's not what I'm talking about either...I'm talking about that green-eyed monster of jealousy...She may or may not be lurking around my house right now...My friend started a Ph.D. program this fall and I am jealous. There I said it. I want to do that too. So Hubz and I have been talking about it. We'll see what

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-41075169194048721192009-10-01T23:10:00.003-05:002009-10-01T23:43:09.638-05:00

Do you ever look at the details of your life? I mean really look at the details? There are sometimes I look at some very minuscule details...like the contrast between the leaves of the tree in our front yard against the sky. I can truly say it takes my breath away. I haven't always looked at life like this...It started in 2000/2001-ish. Sometimes, I am at work and get so caught up in the

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-75430331724606569522009-09-30T17:55:00.008-05:002009-09-30T18:18:57.265-05:00

I've decided to start going to work "Au Natural"...okay seriously, just my face! Get your mind out of the gutter...Please I work with children!Whenever I travel in the summer, whether it is by myself or with my husband, I never wear make-up unless it is a super special night. Then when I get home for the rest of the summer, I only wear it if I am going to see friends. I haven't worn foundation

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-40235752721468090812009-09-26T22:05:00.003-05:002009-09-26T22:10:01.167-05:00

Who is the reader from Australia??? You have followed for quite some time. I would love to get know you. I have several readers from other countries and appreciate them all but I have always been curious about you. Please email if you do not want to comment. Thanks for reading!!!

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-62084142039962471142009-09-26T21:45:00.002-05:002009-09-26T21:58:22.449-05:00

So I read my original blog (I choose not to reveal the blog because I gave personal info) in it's entirety. I write differently now and with less frequency (this made me sad). I am going back. I think I have held back because... A.) I knew "in real life" friends read this and B.) I was trying to write to my "readership" instead of who I am. C.) I was freaked out by those that thought they "

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-64171947575381821722009-09-14T22:02:00.010-05:002009-09-14T22:32:33.259-05:00

Starting with my mom's...yep out of order, but seriously just now recovering from all of the excitement.Some back ground:My mom only had one birthday party EVER growing up. She was pouting on the way to my house because my brother could not be at our immediate family (Dad, mom, brother, me, my husband) cook out to celebrate our birthdays. ( Decoy even though in reality my brother was not able to

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-49731226013055128572009-09-04T08:04:00.000-05:002009-09-04T08:09:14.757-05:00

It's my birthday! Tonight we're having sushi with our friends, one of which turns 30 today! We're twins just a year apart!! After dinner we're going to karaoke. Tomorrow we are having a pool party for Labor Day. Hopefully it won't be too cool to swim. Then Sunday we're headed to the ever so klassy Goat for more karaoke. Monday will be a day of rest and errands. Fun times ahead!-- Post From My

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-15296774606605402002009-09-02T22:18:00.002-05:002009-09-02T22:35:44.984-05:00

I know I haven't been very "open" in my blogging lately. Well, things have been happening lately. At some point you need to re-evaluate relationships and sometimes that needs to be private. But now it is time to be open no matter how much that hurts and no matter how hard you try to keep it private.T and I have had some conversations lately and that has made me a little less than apt to tell "

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-52008737165882565132009-08-19T20:35:00.002-05:002009-08-19T21:01:11.899-05:00

When you are 30 (and even more so when you are pushing 31) and going out for cocktails with friends/neighbors and volunteer to be the designated driver, be prepared for the questions/discussion that will follow (asked in a whisper so the others can't hear):Friend: Psst...hey, are you pregnant? You: Nope.Friend: Are you sure? You: Yeah. Very.Friend: I won't tell anyone.You: I'm not.Friend:

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So I must be a total nerd but today was the first day back for all the "teachers" and I loved it! I get to focus on being the speech pathologist for the preschool classes in the district and I am so excited! It's going to be a challenge since I won't have an office until October but I don't care. Told ya...total nerd.I've actually been in a crazy good mood the past two days despite not wanting to

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-41808957124104834942009-08-17T05:42:00.001-05:002009-08-17T05:42:04.594-05:00

It's my first official day back at work. I know. Boo hoo cry you a river huh? My summer was fabulous and I am actually looking forward to my caseload this year. But I sure am going to miss my naps and pool time...-- Post From My iPhone

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-66480656775065548322009-08-07T10:27:00.005-05:002009-08-07T10:48:37.732-05:00

T and I always cook out of Weight Watcher or HungryGirl cookbooks (except when we grill). We've been doing this for a year or two now and have only been disappointed once. But we have found a winner for an ALL-TIME-FAVORITE! Cheesy Beefy Quesadilla. It was so good we made it Sunday night and then made it again on Thursday night. We did not eat left-overs...We made it again.This picture

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-88836698235669138872009-08-03T20:22:00.001-05:002009-08-03T20:26:58.575-05:00

Please tell me when you host a party, you can't get it all clean and literally throw some stuff in a room just to shut the door tightly? Then you make it quite clear without actually saying anything that guests are not allowed in that room under ANY circumstance? No? Oh it's just me and T? Crazy. Wanna see what we hide?T's dry cleaning Boxes from work while I am waiting on a new office and T's

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-8608735520699529182009-07-31T22:38:00.001-05:002009-07-31T22:38:05.765-05:00

I am scared to death of storms and when the power goes out I absolutely freak out (how did I think I could survive Guatemala without electricity?) However that is the situation I find myself in tonight. Luckily I am so paranoid about this situation I have strategically placed flashlights throughout our house. This saved my husband tonight as he underestimated my irrational fear of power outages.

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-67528291132420211632009-07-27T11:22:00.007-05:002009-07-27T11:47:54.124-05:00

New Orleans was wonderful as usual. I haven't down-loaded the pictures yet but trust me we had a good time. Of course, we hit up our usual places-Jacque-Imos, Liuzza's, and Drago's so the 30-Day Shred may need to become the 60-Day Shred! Oh, but it was worth it! And the Bup was more than fine with Miss Blondie. She was so sweet and sent me a picture of him the first night and an update the

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-23985850451664503412009-07-24T09:57:00.000-05:002009-07-24T09:58:02.618-05:00

We're here! Already had a sno-bliz, eaten at Coop's, had a hurricane at Pat O's, taken a spin on the carousel bar, and enjoyed Pirate's Alley. Whew! And we're about to get started again! -- Post From My iPhone

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-64976128189975719812009-07-22T14:58:00.003-05:002009-07-22T15:13:37.620-05:00

We're headed to New Orleans (yes, again) tomorrow so all day I have been running errands and getting ready to leave. There were two things I just did not want to do though. Pack and clean up our fig tree*. Random I know. We have this fig tree on the side of our house and if the figs get too ripe they burst on the sidewalk and then wasps come. I noticed this morning, as I was trying to get in

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-75864810245525766202009-07-21T23:40:00.005-05:002009-07-22T00:13:12.120-05:00

Look at that Baby! I. LOVE. HIM. And I am leaving him with someone that is not family for the first time in 5 years. Granted, I am leaving him with one of the BFFs or Besties so I don't date myself...again....but still! I adopted him at 7 weeks old and only family has ever taken care of him (he's 5!!!). As a matter of fact (and sadly), my parents and I share custody, I get him two weeks and

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-10118463410206343402009-07-20T15:40:00.007-05:002009-07-20T16:58:34.269-05:00

This weekend some of our nearest and dearest came over for a Fiesta de Traje. Oh my was the food good! We had everything from shrimp to wings to pulled pork to skewers to chocolate cake. Needless to say I was full and happy. Our Pug attended instead of going to the grandparents as usual. Of course, he made a liar out of us and was perfect. He is normally hyper and crazy but of course not

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-76221623867742732212009-07-10T09:31:00.004-05:002009-07-10T10:18:18.512-05:00

and in many ways it is. I am back from Guatemala and I must admit it was very easy to lounge by my pool, slip into my monogrammed bed at night, and shave my legs more than once a week because the water is no longer scalding or freezing. All luxuries I did not have there and there are so many more...Of course, the creature comforts of life were easy to accept back into my life, but as one friend

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-33801297588031438592009-07-08T21:24:00.002-05:002009-07-08T21:36:28.433-05:00

and alive...Sorry I have been M.I.A. and apparently some of you were worried and emailed. I just have not been in the blogging mood.Adjusting back to "real life" is both exciting and tiring...and guilt-ridden. But that is a whole other post. One some fun notes-A good friend, 1/2 JJ emailed me "WELCOME HOME" as soon as I sat for the first time in the states to wait on my connecting flight, after

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-89157952918788815172009-07-01T21:44:00.000-05:002009-07-02T15:41:58.800-05:00

I either heard or read that when one travels for any extended amount of time you change and expect that things/people have changed back home but they don't. Consecuently, others expect you to come home unchanged as well. This doesn't happen either. I am trying to reflect back on my time here (and avoid the afternoon rain). Here are some things I learned about myself or in general this month,

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-89150328958604844622009-07-01T20:25:00.000-05:002009-07-02T15:23:03.635-05:00

Hall and I met my second week here but as of yesterday I am convinced he is a long lost relative of mine.I just clicked with him from the beginning. He is a grad student from KU and is really going places. He is proficient, if not fluent, in Italian because he studied there for a year and goes back often, and is now studying Spanish. He is a brilliant writer and deep thinker. He loves an

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-75254401811181021852009-07-01T17:49:00.002-05:002009-07-01T18:28:20.877-05:00

SenoRita and I went on an excursion with our school today. Don't worry nothing crazy happened. We saw some Mayan ruins that were no where near as impressive as Copan or Tikal. We did get to see a true (not staged for tourist) Mayan ceremony-wedding, I think. I took lots of video for the hubz and my memory card is full! I rode home with a representative from the German Embassy and her boyfriend

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-44855384514128663422009-06-29T21:10:00.000-05:002009-06-30T13:32:43.710-05:00

And a whole lotta memories to make...Anyone know this song? Anyone?Jason Aldean- Laughed Until We CriedLove his music!Some other lyrics:Man we were living; didn't waste one minute Talked, drank, danced and said good-byeEvery emotion rolled into oneKind of happy; kind of sad Yep, that pretty much sums me up right now. I only have basically 4 more days left and I am trying to not waste one minute.

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-41431699091584601962009-06-29T16:50:00.001-05:002009-06-29T16:50:24.944-05:00

SenoRita and I went to Copan, Honduras this weekend. While there we saw, the Mayan Ruins but I didn't get a pic for the blog. I wasn't feeling well and almost fainted twice so blog pics were not at the top of my priority list. Later, I was feeling better so we had drinks on the balcony of a bar.Don't worry we didn't drink that much. I posed for the pic to send to Hubz since he was having a pool

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-10846460332273872802009-06-26T16:39:00.001-05:002009-06-26T16:39:39.795-05:00

So I was back at Kafka's talking with T using gtalk last night. I couldn't believe the news about Micahael Jackson and then noticed a group of Guatemalans lifting their glasses of beer to honor him. I missed them toasting but here is a pic just so you have a visual: T told me to buy their next round so I could take my pic with them doing the same thing. Boy oh boy! I had no idea what was coming

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-26339577566900846672009-06-25T17:47:00.001-05:002009-06-25T17:47:07.902-05:00

I have noticed while traveling you develop strong friendships that usually only last as long as your travel or that of your new friend. Seems to me, the friendships are based more on the amount of time you will both be spending in a place, than age, interests (travel is already the common bound), or anything else. Here you quickly assess if you are going to become "friends" with someone or just

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-19632705326413493722009-06-24T17:54:00.001-05:002009-06-24T17:54:27.262-05:00

Don't be fooled by the cute innocent face, this is one evil kitty!Hall and I were eating dinner, pulled pork sandwich with fries. When all of a sudden this devil-cat grabs a fry literally out of Hall's hand. We sat there staring jaw-dropped as the cat sat staring bewildered at his paw. Then this little ball of craziness pulled his paw back and flung the fry at me! I was covered in catsup! Then it

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-40735311955348870662009-06-24T07:44:00.000-05:002009-06-24T17:44:20.335-05:00

Since I couldn't celebrate with the Hubz yesterday, I had tres leches cake with the familia. You'll have to ask SenoRita about "quatro leches" cake!I had to sit down because I am a giant compared to everyone else. This is Silvia, her three sons, Marvin, Carlos, and Diego, as well as her nephew, Pepe.Here are some more random food shots.Watermelon, pineapple, banana, and papaya covered in yogurt

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-46540446752820334442009-06-23T07:19:00.014-05:002009-06-23T09:17:11.137-05:00

If you are a regular to this blog, then you realize that we are spending our second anniversary in different countries. It’s not the ideal way to spend your second anniversary, but it’s not “bad” either. Wait, did he just say that? Yes. Now let me explain.A lot of friends -- and even acquaintances -- have told us they really admired Am’s decision to go to Guatemala last year. And after she

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com48tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-15829146666676528902009-06-22T22:23:00.000-05:002009-06-23T13:29:02.899-05:00

Hubz beat me to the punch with a surprise post but I still want to post my thoughts on today also. I drafted last might before reading his thoughts nut there are definite similarities.March 12, 2005 (I think)-started talking on e-harmony with the Hubz (gasp! Yes I admitted that on the blog)April 3, 2005-met the man of my "dreams" at the Dream Cafe (oh gag! Did I really just write that?)April 14,

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Saturday night, I was having dinner with Hall, a grad student from KU when his friend, Aoifa (pronounced-Eefah-figure that one out SLPs) from Ireland joined us. She was taking a day trip the next day and asked us to join. After running around like chickens with our heads cut off since the tour agencies were closing soon, we accepted defeat and decided to stay in Antigua. Hall suggested we go to

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-54345002078849102702009-06-22T14:56:00.000-05:002009-06-22T18:20:42.770-05:00

Remember when I couldn't believe I ate the shrimp? Well, I was at it again today! Silvia has to be one of the sweetest ladies I know. After eating it at the restaurant, she and I talked about how she loves it but doesn't have it much because it is expensive. Then today, I go down to lunch and she is grinning ear to ear and announced we are having shrimp because she knows I like it! I sat at the

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-91495312372053515382009-06-21T16:55:00.000-05:002009-06-21T17:13:27.734-05:00

Daddy,Sorry I can't be there to celebrate with you today. I have thought about you a lot today though. Thank you for walking me to the bus stop, making me bacon sandwiches on Mondays, and for countless hours playing outside. Thanks for giving me my goods looks minus the beard (remember that joke?) Thanks for driving me to church and spprts practices. Thanks for touring all over Texas to look at

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-62383508655853684012009-06-18T21:43:00.000-05:002009-06-19T13:18:52.614-05:00

*Before I get started, I know not all of you will agree with this post but I am just writing about my experience here based of questions provided to me before I left. That being said enjoy and feel free to leave comments or email.Someone I met here last year but is back in Texas now asked before I left to comment on the feelings toward Obama now that he has been elected. Well, to put it bluntly,

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-21640215803175198062009-06-17T13:28:00.001-05:002009-06-17T13:28:39.037-05:00

Chicky is my teacher. I spend 4 hours a day just me and her 5 days a week. So far I have learned quite a bit from my teacher. She has taught me the conditional and present/past/future progressive tenses, while giving me ample time to practice conversing in Spanish. I have enjoyed my classes much more than last year. I think our conversations are what I enjoy the most. We have discussed

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That's where you'll find me because SenoRita definitely drank me under the table on our excursion trip! Okay maybe just one more drink but who's counting? Here she is with her first drink (I won't show pics after her last drink-ha!) For those that don't know, she and I are in a sorority alumnae group together...Alpha Delta Pi.Here was our view while having drinks:Then we had dinner:For those that

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That's where you'll find me because SenoRita definitely drank me under the table on our excursion trip! Okay maybe just one more drink but who's counting? Here she is with her first drink (I won't show pics after her last drink-ha!) For those that don't know, she and I are in a sorority alumnae group together...Alpha Delta Pi.Here was our view while having drinks:Then we had dinner:For those that

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-65489167102025071942009-06-13T12:16:00.001-05:002009-06-13T12:16:54.659-05:00

I had so much fun last night! I met up with three people I met the other night to watch a free movie (Slumdog Millionaire) at one of the restaurants. I had already seen the movie but it was fun anyway. After we decided to get a drink, which meant basically swimming through dirty rivers to get there due to terrential rain last night. Anyway, I am in LOVE with this place! It was started by a man

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Oh! There is so much to tell! I could talk about the wide spread panic regarding the swine flu which is shutting down ALL the schools in the country and how I have truly seen kids walking around with masks. Dont worry I have refrained from kissing pigs. Or I could talk about SenoRita carrying around sandwich baggies of splenda (or creamer-I'm not sure) which could be mistaken as crack and how I

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-30220854857384750372009-06-10T15:29:00.000-05:002009-06-10T16:02:05.471-05:00

And some other tidbits...My shower is H. O. T. If you read last year you know it was freezing cold. This year it is so hot I have to turn it on and off so it doesn't scald my scalp. It's still an electric shower head so I am just hoping it doesn't catch on fire like my housemate's last year. However I prefer it hot rather than cold just not this hot!Here's a pic in case you are curious:Don't you

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Ahh, that is just how I feel. This is my third summer to visit Antigua and it is truly starting to feel like my home away from home. Yesterday when I arrived I heard the twins and Pepe telling Silvia I was here. So sweet! They still smile or wave to me if I pass them while playing soccer. Silvia, Marvin, and I reminisced about stories from last year and Marvin junior updated me on his love life

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The flight from Playa went very smoothly. I had a connection flight in Panama and had exactly enough time to get from one plane to another because mine was already boarding. Thankfully I made a friend on the plane ride to show me exactly where my gate was. Roberto is from Panama and he and all of his male realtives had just taken a vacation to Cancun. He was super nice and gave me his info in

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Dr. A is hitched! It was perfect and so much fun. She and I both got our hair and nails done by Hoy's aunts and then our make up done as well. It was like our own personal spa. The Ao Dai ended up working with a few adjustments but I still changed after (so did the best man and ring bearer). The background for the ceremony was awesome! White sand and turquoise water...can't get better than that.

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Lots of snorkeling, floating the carribean river, pool time, beach walks, food ( octopus!), and mojitos! Everyoone has been so nice and it has been great getting to know the families and friends of the bride and groom. Last night we got this cute little soubenier:It's a pic of us at the dinner last night

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-39600897003127457552009-06-04T10:58:00.001-05:002009-06-04T10:58:07.959-05:00

Sorry I couldn't get this on the previous post for some reason. Plus please forgive all typos blogging via the iPhone is challenging for me. Aren't the gifts super cute?-- Post From My iPhone

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I arrived yesterday around 3:45 and it's been nonstop fun since then! In my room was this great goody bag with tons of monogrammed gifts, coozie, wine stop, notes, it's cute! Dr. A also put in germ wipes to help us ward off the swine flu! Ha! I tried on the traditional Vietnamese dress too. Yeah, my breasts are a little too big for it so buttons pop around that area if I even as much as breathe!

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-5814669370367584282009-06-02T20:41:00.002-05:002009-06-02T20:51:49.896-05:00

I had my last familiar meal tonight. Hubz and I went to Mi Cocina and I ate like a pig! It was seriously good. I'm sure there will be great food at the resort in Mexico and I know the food is good in Guatemala but it is just different, you know? Tacos Habana and a Mambo Limousine are so good and even better when paid for by gift certificates! Not a bad "last meal" if you ask me.We went to

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I know, it's been way too long since I've posted. The end of the school year was quite more hectic and stressful than I anticipated. I mean seriously, I was getting migraines, and eye twitches...not cool! But SUMMER BREAK IS HERE and I leave for MEXICO in 2 days!!! And then its back to Guatemala and here's the answer to the post title:Several reasons:1. The extended travel bug bit last year

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-50475395019214169172009-05-14T17:59:00.004-05:002009-05-14T18:16:45.418-05:00

Well, I might be killing my husbands dreams but apparently I have no problem dreaming my own dreams.Our financial planner gave a us a "Dream Book" to fill out seperately and then to discuss together on "date night". Sounds fun huh? I filled mine out this afternoon (he filled his out already-overachiever) and since Hubz and I haven't discussed it yet I can't reveal too much (he reads my blog).

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Dream Killer. It's my husband's new nickname for me. I'm really not a pessimist or a Debbie Downer but I am realistic. If I make a plan, you can bet it's attainable. I was never one of those kids who built sand castles in the sky and I'm definitely not that kind of adult. I was such a realistic little kid that when I was asked what I want to do when I grew up, I would respond "work at Dairy

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-80689654549522477662009-05-08T17:58:00.008-05:002009-05-08T18:14:57.132-05:00

One very BIG highlight from my Guatemala trip last summer was the Hubz coming to visit me. He flew down for less than 48 hours! It was crazy. I had not seen him for four weeks and missed him terribly so I went to surprise him at the Guatemala City airport. He didn't even see me at first. We just had a fabulous time. He met some of my friends and the family I lived with and we ate, drank,

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-10302977410841779552009-05-07T17:22:00.002-05:002009-05-07T17:27:03.055-05:00

Nothing has gone wrong and actually many things went right today. However, I am having one of those days where I just feel blah. I feel fat, ugly, pale. I hate my hair but can't do anything with it until it grows out. I want something but have no idea what it is. I'm just blah. Nice post huh? Hopefully tomorrow I won't be so blah.

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-86554950435062651662009-05-06T20:24:00.003-05:002009-05-06T20:41:18.800-05:00

I am officially starting my countdown (31 days) until I am here:With this amazing family:Last summer, I spent 5 weeks in an immersion program in Antigua, Guatemala, studying Spanish 4 hours a day, living with a Guatemalan family, and volunteering at a special education school in the afternoons. I survived electric shower heads that caught on fire (Fuego! Fuego!), crazy housemates, and Mayan

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-36765136578375561962009-05-05T21:05:00.001-05:002009-05-05T21:05:55.048-05:00

Hubz and I have been talking the past few weeks. Today we really decided we want to slow life down. We’ve been together for 4 years, two of those married. We’ve enjoyed life to the absolute fullest and wouldn’t have changed a thing. The memories are too many to write (that’s why I started a blog). We’ve experienced the big things to the little things and we usually had it planned out 2-4

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-62203545232377810642009-05-04T19:32:00.002-05:002009-05-04T19:50:33.219-05:00

Ahhh...I'm finally starting to recover from all the Bachelorette Debauchery this weekend. We celebrated Dr. A's upcoming nuptials and it was such crazy FUN! Here's a little re-cap:Friday Night:*Italian Dinner at Angelo's*Numerous Bottles of wine at Time's Ten*Watched Sweet Home Alabama (Kind of-I'm the only one who stayed awake the entire night)Saturday Day:*Poolside snacks*Nixed the Lingerie

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Everyone who comes to our house comments on how it has the perfect party back yard. We have the pool, palm trees, speakers, lights, yard, and the deck. Oh, how I LOVE our beautiful deck. As a matter of fact, I sit out here every evening for as long as I possibly can just reading a book, google reader, or playing on Facebook. We waited until we lived here 4 months before having our first party

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-49988159282069427702009-04-22T21:11:00.003-05:002009-04-22T21:28:18.388-05:00

I don't have a clever title and you're simply getting my random ramblings.Work is busy. I have 4 more Mondays left and 5 more weeks until summer vacay. I. CANNOT. WAIT.Life is good but just so busy as always (would I have it any other way?). I'm counting down the days until Playa del Carmen and Guatemala. Until, then we have our first party at our house this weekend, Dr. A's bachelorette

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-42035103776046876042009-04-17T16:16:00.006-05:002009-04-17T16:33:51.378-05:00

Tonight I'm going to a rehearsal dinner and tomorrow is the big day! My fabulously amazing friend, Evis going to marry this manAdvance Congratulations to the excited couple!!! Thanks for letting us celebrate with and for you!

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We had the neighborhood Easter Parade on Sunday. I love my neighborhood even more now. Our "float" was a little tacky and even though there were some ligit floats, the crowd loved getting beads thrown to them from us. We almost ran out before the end and we had two re-usable grocery bags full! The party after was fabulous too! I was exhausted on Monday. This will be annual event for us and

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-73862720482274586042009-04-10T13:38:00.007-05:002009-04-10T14:14:02.021-05:00

Everyone loves a good mullet right? Well, check out these beauties! Who are these men and why are they in my house??? Doesn't Hubz look a little too natural?Such a good look for you, Hunter!Rock On, Mr. Bing, Rock On!Oh, the party mullet. Hubz and his friends are going to have way too much fun with this. I would post pics of all the girls but Mz. It'ly and SanDiego would kill me. Plus this

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-69530833025428774992009-04-10T08:26:00.005-05:002009-04-10T08:42:54.073-05:00

I got tagged by Megs at Perfectly Imperfect to play Keepin' It Real. Of course there are rules:Take a picture of yourself right now. (Um, I JUST woke up)No primping or preparing. (Are you sure you want to see pre-shower Am?)Just snap a picture. (Okay, Hubz, come take my picture.)Load the picture onto your blog. (Warning-Scary picture below)Tag some people to play. (Oh, yes, if I did this I want

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-81393622739226417122009-04-09T18:36:00.002-05:002009-04-09T18:39:15.460-05:00

That's what I plan to do tomorrow! No work. Ahhh. Nice. I do plan to go to the gym, run by my parents house, and do some organizing around the house, but at least it's on my own time and agenda. I shouldn't be so happy about not working tomorrow. I did get to kick a parent during a meeting today and didn't get fired. It was fabulous.

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-74125864023764731702009-04-07T16:44:00.002-05:002009-04-07T16:46:27.468-05:00

I have an addiction and I need to admit it. I’m addicted to weighing myself. Unhealthy? Yes. Problem? Yes. That’s why I took my scale to my husband last night and asked him to hide it until 7:45 pm, Monday, April 13th (exactly one week after my weigh-in that night). He laughed out loud but promptly took the scale and up to the attic it went (he knows I’m too much of a chicken to go up

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-3636870056887073082009-04-06T16:53:00.002-05:002009-04-06T17:01:30.009-05:00

Austin was great. I saw so many friends/colleagues that I had not seen since this time last year. Seems everybody I went to grad school with is on their 1st or 2nd baby. I can’t tell you how many times I was asked “So, do you think you guys will start trying soon?” or “When are you going to have a baby?” Some even reminded me about the “biological clock”, “statistics after 34” (I am no where

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-36893150462343164472009-03-31T22:56:00.003-05:002009-03-31T23:01:15.930-05:00

No, I'm not there.  Yes, I wish I was.  Not sure, why I thought I was too old to go out on a "school" night when Ginster asked.  Yes, I'm bitter now.  All IRL friends, PLEASE quit emailing/Facebooking me.  I already feel bad enough as it is.  Hope y'all are having fun!Oam and I had our own "Britney" plans.  I went to the gym to get a Britney body and she went blonde-er (is that a word?). Ha!

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-11316643120762593422009-03-30T20:12:00.002-05:002009-03-30T20:20:04.103-05:00

I leave Wednesday for Austin.  It's a work conference so I'm going to sound like a total nerd but I love, love, LOVE this conference.  It's not the presentations...it's the people!!!  Every year is like a mini grad-school reunion.  One of my best friends from grad school is coming in from Oklahoma for it and we're doing lunch.  The SLPs I worked with in C-town were just like family to me and most

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-3328972644330662992009-03-29T21:50:00.009-05:002009-03-29T22:23:47.568-05:00

I know I haven't blogged or commented in FOREVER. Not sure what my deal was...okay, work was stressing me out. When I got home all I wanted to do was NOTHING. We finally got our new computer so I can start posting pics again. Here are some from the past few months until I get back into blogging mode.

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-28926635809076981282009-03-20T09:39:00.004-05:002009-03-20T09:46:50.753-05:00

The 6-pack is getting together tonight. JJ and WT are coming to our house for pizza, drinks, and Wii. WT is bringing L'il G so now we have a half pint to add to the 6-pack. It's fun to see how friends lives change with marriages, babies, etc...and friendships just flow into the next dynamic. Metro was sad because we still don't have our grill. I'm even sadder because Metro can cook! Oh well

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-82260912258215483652009-03-19T12:07:00.004-05:002009-03-19T12:18:30.549-05:00

The shower should be a place to relax, think random thoughts, and just prepare for what is ahead. That was not the case yesterday. I got in the shower and noticed a little "bubble" on our sheet rock just above the tile. Naive me thought, "Has that always been there?" I wash my hair and am about to start shaving my legs when I glance up again. This time I think, "Is that "bubble" bigger?". I

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-56875267615133176932009-03-18T09:59:00.002-05:002009-03-18T10:13:24.581-05:00

Spring Break gives you just enough time to think a lot it seems. Here are some random thoughts *I already don't want to go back to work and Spring Break isn't even over.*I hope I have enough food for lunch with Nay and Miss Bliss.*I wish I looked like I did 8 years ago but know that's probably unrealistic.*Sometimes I love living in the city and sometimes I miss the familiar comfortable feeling

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-29372735550126882712009-03-17T21:43:00.004-05:002009-03-17T22:05:29.133-05:00

I finally went to the doctor (only because my husband made me) and now I'm on several antibiotics and an inhaler. If I don't get better by this weekend I have to go in for chest x-rays/breathing treatments. So not fun!On a more positive note, I just arrived home from book club. Funny, I read a quote today that said "A cup of coffee with a good friend is a great way to sober up after book club"

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-56848069917246262812009-03-17T07:24:00.003-05:002009-03-17T07:27:28.459-05:00

I promise to post today...I'm finally going to the doctor. I have no more trips planned for a couple of weeks and book club is tonight so I won't have to read frantically anymore. All that said blogging should pick back up.

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-55744264992706069782009-03-11T17:34:00.004-05:002009-03-11T17:40:41.607-05:00

I think I forgot to do this last week. Anyway, I'm down -1 lbs today. I know I seem to be just inching my way along but I'm happy for any and all progress. I know I could make better progress if I was more strict and worked out more. However, I don't want to start resenting this. I want it to become more of a lifestyle, so I'll take slow and easy if needed. I do want to start working out

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-46999047116567548222009-03-11T11:28:00.003-05:002009-03-11T11:37:35.901-05:00

The title pretty much sums it up. I had to take a sick day today. I have BB's bachelorette party this weekend so I thought it best to rest instead of push myself like I usually do. My cough is so horrible, my stomach muscles are sore. I can't breathe and my voice is best left unheard. Hubz is so sweet though. He "forgot" his lunch at home so he's coming from work to eat here. Translation~

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-47133948651056336152009-03-10T20:24:00.012-05:002009-03-10T21:02:10.607-05:00

ADPi (Alpha Delta Pi Sorority) Texas State Convention was a huge success! We had 85 alumnae and 134 collegiates attending. Our vendors were fabulous, the hotel staff outstanding, and no major catastrophes! We raised $871 of which, proceeds benefit the Ronald McDonald House. We had our annual business meeting, celebrated Founder's Day and women who had been in the sorority for 10, 25, and 50

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-86826738070896360102009-03-05T18:08:00.002-06:002009-03-05T18:16:38.600-06:00

Tomorrow is ADPi State Convention! I'm so excited but more than that I must admit I am a bundle of nerves. I'm president of my hometown's ADPi Alumnae Association. It's a great group of women but we only have 18 members and only about 10 of those are very active. I love meeting with them every month and have really formed some very strong friendships with women I would have never met

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-72560632725433148352009-03-04T20:17:00.002-06:002009-03-04T20:22:09.536-06:00

Today was a horrible, rotten, no-good day! Okay that's not true just the last 45 minutes of work were and then T had to work late so we had to cancel our game night plans with R and Bri. So of course, I had to buy myself something pretty to make myself feel better....don't judge it's better than drowning my sorrows in a bottle of wine. I am now the very happy owner of a bright turquoise

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-21480080293691739242009-03-03T21:22:00.002-06:002009-03-03T21:49:37.209-06:00

Mama always told me "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." Well, that's sound advice and I really try to do this but you know what sometimes the inner Clairee Belcher (Steel Magnolias) comes out. And when she does, I say "Well, if you don't have anything nice to say, come sit by me!" I had a great gossip session* with the Original Am (aka-OAm) over dinner and

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-42963894967787735102009-03-02T22:09:00.002-06:002009-03-02T22:23:42.318-06:00

I don't have kids but the custody battle continues. My parents are still trying to convince me to give them the Bup. They already get him every two weeks, which is truly ridiculous right? He is a very loved and SPOILED Pug. Their newest tactic in the battle? The pool. You may remember that I told you Pugs can't swim, so of course she's "just worried about him". As part of her defense she

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-90378078094963419792009-03-01T19:33:00.004-06:002009-03-01T19:51:11.796-06:00

Can you have Pre-PMS??? I think I must have it. So far this weekend, I have snapped at my poor husband for a million different things. You know like...me not being able to figure out which remote I needed for the TV, for him not making the bed on Saturday morning even though he said he would take my turn the next day, and, my personal favorite, for him not cooking enough lately ("You're really

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-74193992281364523842009-02-27T17:08:00.002-06:002009-02-27T17:11:02.491-06:00

I went to my neighborhood’s monthly Women’s Wine Night last night. Typically it is hosted in someone’s home but last night we went to Times Ten Cellars. The wine was fabulous and I got to meet several women in the neighborhood. I only met one person who didn’t have a kid though and I think she’s trying. Fabulous. I love kids and have great friends with kids but when meeting new people it’s

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-87586891580139517972009-02-25T20:23:00.005-06:002009-02-25T20:32:05.801-06:00

We love him but have no control over him. Well, that's not true. We do have some control and much more than the grandparents (we share custody with my parents) that's for sure. BUT, when he is outside he is nuts and our pool is going to be a problem. We have no idea if Bup can swim and according to our research Pugs can't swim unless taught at a very young age because of their body style.

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-75498265687774774262009-02-25T20:21:00.002-06:002009-02-25T20:22:54.495-06:00

-1 lb! Back to business...I wore my skinny jeans today and lots of people commented. Hubz and I did get some gelato after dinner tonight but I'm in a great frame of mind and sticking with it.

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-90218930936218780382009-02-24T21:36:00.006-06:002009-02-24T22:09:56.598-06:00

I mean seriously how long has it been??? I really don't normally let things slide like I have lately. Too be honest I have been so overwhelmed. This might be evidenced by my slight...okay BIG melt down, in my office today. Tears may have been involved. I have something "to do" everyday between now and March 16th and beyond. I puffy heart my life and absolutely choose everything I do but

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-17571271534805662872009-02-18T19:00:00.002-06:002009-02-18T19:03:29.474-06:00

Yep, that's me. Exhausted. I haven't been reading blogs or posting because I have been so dad-gum busy and TIRED. This week is crazy busy with something every night. I promise to get back on the blogging wagon though...starting tomorrow.BTW-I weighed this morning and I was only up half a pound! Not bad for all the food and drinks I had in New Orleans. Feeling very motivated still and have

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-62731489075107778302009-02-16T07:02:00.002-06:002009-02-16T07:04:32.560-06:00

We're home from Nola. Gluttony abounded, beads were caught, and memories were made while there and now it is back to real life. A better post and pictures coming soon.

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-31330265541315239012009-02-11T19:45:00.002-06:002009-02-11T20:04:54.546-06:00

HAHAHA! First of all, no one caught that I posted my Weight Loss WEDNESDAY post on Tuesday! I guess I was hoping to get to New Orleans sooner rather than later. Hubz told me today and I almost argued with him.So today, I took the dry cleaning in. Hubz normally has this chore since it is mainly all his suits and we have to do this twice a week or so. Anyway, there is a very nice "cross-eyed"

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-70181178601386870662009-02-10T21:13:00.002-06:002009-02-10T21:22:09.847-06:00

It was totally the scale!!!! I've been losing more than a pound a week and just didn't know it!!! WOO HOO!!!The Hubz and I debated whether or not I needed a new scale. He thought I just needed new batteries. I tried his theory and proved him wrong. I replaced the scale and guess what!!!! The old one was off by 16 pounds (Hubz was shocked at his true weight-he might be joining me on the

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-11770487649290944642009-02-09T20:21:00.004-06:002009-02-09T20:37:54.486-06:00

SCARED! Not pregnant. Just scared. But if I was pregnant I would be scared but this post isn't about being pregnant AND scared. It's simply just about being scared.Imagine this little scenario:It's last Wednesday night and I'm at home all by myself. We still don't have a TV so it is very very quiet. I am catching up on all the blogs in my reader when all of the sudden the toilet flushes. I

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-5655092649150694272009-02-06T16:41:00.001-06:002009-02-06T16:43:10.648-06:00

"Friday, February 6, 2009—millions will help spread the critical message that "Heart Disease Doesn't Care What You Wear–It's the #1 Killer of Women." Everyone can participate in the national movement by wearing their favorite red dress, shirt, tie, or Red Dress Pin." "One in four women in the United States dies of heart disease, while one in 30 dies of breast cancer. If you’ve got a heart, heart

Amhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04107198775976053410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321975913301528043.post-63002315631527772912009-02-04T17:50:00.002-06:002009-02-04T17:57:43.793-06:00

One step forward, two steps back! Okay, maybe, not THAT bad but I am extremely frustrated! The scales are showing nothing today. No gain. No loss. What gives? I feel like I am just stuck right now at -6 lbs. Why? I've increased my exercise and decreased my caloric intake. I've denied myself everything under the sun it seems. Any advice?I commented last Wednesday that my clothes felt

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