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So excited! I am taking the first step in accomplishing goals #4 and #5...

Rachel from Smile and Wave (along with her friends) is teaching this:

and I just signed up for it!.

Can't wait for class to begin!!

Those other classes by the way, that I may have registered for or may not have registered for 3 weeks before classes start, I am not so excited about.

WtW- Week 3 and other stuff...

We are back, once again, from our trip to California.

I am pretty beat today. The drive seemed like an eternity.

Let's just say that after a few dozen road trips together occasionaly your driving buddy can get on your nerves and let's just say that when that real deep down (and sometimes not nice) talk commences you don't want to be stuck in a car for six hours to hash it out.

And Ladies and Gentlemen I give you... a real marriage.


The weekend otherwise was fabulous. The breezy, under 85 degree weather had me seriously reconsidering my residential location. When I started to feel the heat coming through the windows there were a few , Do you think it could work?, Well what if we...? Let's consider....
(My sister in law is getting excited right now while reading this because the four of us are best of friends and we have never lived less than 6 hours away from one another but just hold your horses there debs.)

The Renegade Craft fair was great! I picked up a few goodies but as usual no pictures. Just imagine... Sunny California day, lots of handmade jewelry, yarn, sewing, crafts and cute puppies walking around and there you have it!

To top the weekend off I spent a good amount of time yesterday squeezing the leg rolls on my beautiful niece and kissing her a zillion times (which is only enough to last her until next months visit!)

So to the matters of weight.... I gained one pound this week. Quite honestly I had been preparing to majorly grub this weekend and expecting to blow my whole weight loss to date but I surprised myself with some not so terrible food choices and only a one pound gain. It does not even bother me one bit.

Now back to the norm.

Like a Renegade...

This weekend the hubs and I are off to LA... again!

This time, to satisfy my hearts desire, and attend this:

Goal: Snatch awesome adorable handmade items for my bome!

and hopefully see a little of this for dinner:

That six hour drive is nothing for us anymore (or six hour nap depending on which part of this duo you are)

and we are excited to spend time with Ry and debs!

Watching the Weight- Week 2

This week, against the advice of the program, I became obsessed with weighing in everyday. Maybe like 2 or 3 times a day.
This caused much frustration for me this week. I was fluctuating up and down a few pounds all week and I just did not understand it.
Tk says it is because I have to poop and then weigh myself.

Diet? Great! I ate super healthy all week and stayed way within the "rules". I did not go over my points and in fact had at least 5 left at the end of everyday.

Exercise? 5 times this week. I feel I probably could have done more, but since I was just getting back in the game I felt really good about how hard I pushed during my workouts and that I stayed committed throughout the whole week.

Weight loss? 1 pound.
How does that happen? I know I know, 1 pound a week is a healthy weight loss but it does make it hard to understand. Last week I lost 3 pounds. This week I ate right on target and incorporated exercise and just 1 pound?

Although frustrated I do not feel too bad about it. I know that I stayed on track and I suppose that is really the best that I can do. I think this week I am going to try and change up my diet a bit and see how that works. I have been eating mostly fruits outside my meals and I think I need to incorporate more veggies.
Also I need to add my measurements to track that as well.

Next weekend we are off to cali for a couple days and TK already has his heart set on a visit to Tommy's.

I am going to have to stay home from work all week just to work out enough to eat one chili cheese fry.
oh that man.

Edit: I took TK's advice and after was down another pound hahaha... gotta love em!

I hate my walls...

For awhile now I have been dead set on completely re-doing my living room. The feel of the room is just not jiving with me. I have been finding inspiration through all my blog and design site perusing that really speaks to my taste and style and I am ready for a change.

I am really loving just a very simple, fresh look with lots of original pieces, pops of color, wonderfully displayed collections, lovely mid-century furniture incorporated with my love for all things vintage.

Maybe something like this , or this, or even this.

Much to my husbands dismay, I am going to re-paint the walls. I got the idea in my head and it is stuck. I tried to make a few adjustments and see if i could live with it but everyday I look at my walls and I feel more and more hate towards those yellow and green walls. They just sit there looking all bright and throwing off everything in the room. They must be gone!

I tried to talk TK into buying a new couch. that conversation went something like this:

Me:"Can we buy a new couch, baby, i love you, please!"

He: "No"

Me: "Can we sell the couch and buy another one?"

He: "No, we won't get what we paid for it."

Me: "What if i find another couch and I can sell this couch for the same price and that will cover it and damn boy you are sexy, and then it is like an even trade?"

He:"No"

So I bought a new slip cover and that will have to do.

An essential part of making this room what I want it to be is finding a new dining table. If i did not mention before, the living area runs straight into the dining area so it all needs to mesh well.

I have had my eye on some lovely mid century pieces but none that fit into that damned thing called a budget.

I found a table yesterday for $525 and was trying to talk my husband into believing that was reasonable and do able... he was on the "ehhhh I don't know right now" side of things when I opened up craigstlist and found a listing just posted by what seems to be the hand of God!

Almost the exact same table for $250! TK was all for it and I begged him to call the guy immediately and guess what... it is ours!!

Forgive the picture, I do not want to show it sitting in our house yet because, well those walls are too close to it, so this is the picture from the ad.

This makes me super anxious to continue with the re-decorating process... plus wouldn't TK look way cute in a little painter hat and overalls?

Watching the Wieght- Week 1

I decided since Sunday is my "weigh-in-day" I would try to post about my progress, Sunday or Monday... or some time shortly after that.
I do not want this blog to turn into my personal wieght loss diary with posts titled "desperate for a twinkie"- although I doubt that would ever happen because I absolutely hate twinkies- I just want to try and keep myself accountable and log my progess briefly each week.

So what is the progress?
Pretty well, considering my very first day on the plan my husband walks in the room saying " Chinese Buffet please!". I am not sure if it is going to be harder for me or him to get used to this.
I have no expectations as to what I want to achieve weekly. I just want to try and stay on point, be active and see what that brings me.

Weight loss for this week? 3 pounds.
Not a ton, but a healthy loss and enough to keep my confidence up.
I am actually looking forward to the week ahead and getting back to being physical. I have been so drained these last couple of weeks and I finally feel ready to go somewhere other than the couch to the bed.

Ms.O. Newton, are you ready to move?

I need some help off the floor...

I have been a sucker for anything crotched since my grandma taught me the chain stich as a little girl and I totally died when I saw this dress. Crotched, by the bride and simply amazing.

If I would have had this sort of inspiration before my wedding, my grandma would have become my own personal sweatshop.

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Earlier this year I posted my goals for my 23rd year of living.
Because I am so loyal to my dear habit, procrastination, I have not made much of a dent. Being that "Get fit and healthy" took the number one spot on the list, I have decided to start majorly focusing on it. I have got some extra chub, to say the least, that has been attached to my body for far to long.
* if anyone is in the market for chub I would part with mine at a very decent rate and I don't look to be running out anytime soon. Is it similar to lard? I just grossed myself out... sorry.*
Of course, I would like to look and feel better but more importantly I know I need to be healthier.
The last couple of months I had really been making an effort to eat healthy and work out everyday, but after a bout of illness and an incessant cough I lost my groove (how did stella get her's back again?) and some motivation.
I decided I needed a little extra help and a bit more accountability.

Before you start handing over a lap-band procedure brochure I have an announcement.
I have joined Weight Watchers. Online
Okay. I said it.
To be completely honest, I was a bit embarrassed about it. It seemed a little pathetic to me. I told myself " You are only 23! get your butt out there, eat healthier, exercise and you will be in the shape you want in no time. You don't need this program. Only mother's 45 and older with 3 plus children who wear polo shirts and cotton capris in bright pink use weight watchers!"
* I am pretty certain I do not have any of the aforementioned women reading my blog but if I do... you look amazing in those capris! work it!*
I felt like using this sort of program would give off some preconceived notion that I just cannot stop eating!
I know perfectly well that is not that case. In fact I do not even have a very large appetite, but I suppose insecurities come in all shapes and sizes (ha!). I did know however, that I just needed a little something extra to help me get where I want to be.
Ultimately, when I started to take a look at what it had to offer I thought that it was really what I was needing. Something that could hold me accountable and help me to just make better choices and understand what it is I need to do for myself.

I started this week and so far so good. I hope to use this blog as another measure of accountability. I will keep it updated on my progress and maybe one day show off my new booty!
Although, my butt is extremely flat,I mean if a surface is too slick I slide right off.
I wonder if WW has an implant program?

Fireworks are Legal in La

So we are off to LA for the long weekend once again. Thankfully, TK is joining me so I do not have to drive (score!) I have plans to sleep, eat sour patch kids, sleep, bug TK, and sleep some more. We are making this trip to help our besties The Pattersons. aka: Ryan and Debbie aka: Tim's sister and brother in law move into their new place in Los Angeles!
I have been rather exhausted this week so I am trying to adjust my mental state and pack in some energy for this weekend. You should have seen me last night.
I got home from work around 4 and ate a bowl of cereal and planned to sleep.


TK called me and said he would be late so I had to take Murphy to the vet. I cried about it because I did not feel like going and made my husband think he was being a jerk which resulted in a lovely text from him apologizing for being a jerk which made me realize he is sweet and I am the real jerk which meant I had to send him a text back apologizing too. geez.
I felt like if I took Murphy and left Sal, that Sal might think I was playing favorites and resent me for leaving him home alone, so I took both pups.
(does that thought make me crazy? obsessed? pathetic? be honest. I can take it)

2 dogs at the vet = harder than one dog at the vet.

*Dear Sal and Murphy,
Although you would not stay seated in the back seat as I had instructed, and the darker half of you jumped on the shifter putting my car in neutral, and you insisted on traveling the opposite direction that I was heading resulting in two very seriously tangled leads...
Thank you for not peeing or pooping at the vet. I may have cried, so I really appreciate it.
Love , Mom*

I got home, ate dinner and conked out on the couch. I was like mouth open, drool, zombie eyes, out.
On second thought I am glad you could not see me. I would have provided some great blackmailing photos.
Just another example of how sweet my husband is. I totally would have snapped some shots of him and posted them all over his face book but he probably never considered it.
He knew what he was getting into when he married me.
I know moving and helping R. patz (ha!) and Debs settle in is on the agenda, but I am hoping to get a chance to do some shopping. Arizona is failing me in a big way right now.
Have a happy fourth!



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