I loved it so much I cried....like a baby.

I am using the picture above without the permission
of the greatest boys in all of Sacramento...
eek!


Those boys with their smiling faces made a couple of ladies weep.


Boys just don't get it, ladies need warning if heart melting and warming is planned because we need to apply waterproof mascara. Runny blackest black is just no good!


We get a call from Kevin and a push from Carol to head over to Joshua's house and when we get there...


3 nervous boys played us a song that they wrote for us only hours before and it goes like this:


"They're our second story angels
and we're three boys that need to hide
they'll fold us on the table
and wrap our hearts
with twine..."


That is only the chorus, there is more but for now it's only ours.


And to top it off, as of the words weren't enough, the song was beautiful!
xo.

We're Drinkin' Drinkin' Drinkin' Drinkin' Coca Coca Cola

I am not drinkin' coca cola in fact, I haven't had a soda in 2 1/2 weeks. You read that right the girl who once drank a six pack of the good old DP is done with it.

Ok, so maybe not done forever but I do only allow myself one soda a week and I haven't taken advantage of it in a couple weeks...instead I drink 5-6 americanos a day, whatever man get off my back.

Why did I title my blog as such? If you don't know it sucks for you! That is a line from what is sure to be the anthem of summer drives down the river, bbq's in the back yard, beers on the porch and so much more.

I have new rules for my life. I am taking a stand against the laziness and unhealthy eating that plagued my life for so long, turning to the greens my friends, the greens!

Whatever, so I moved away from Long Beach and got off of my ass. I started walking places, became poor and therefore could not afford the bi-weekly wingstop meal or 6 pc nugs meal and started eating at home, in the process I have lost 60 LBS, dropped 4 pants sizes and decided that I kind of like shopping in the average section of the store. I kind of like that my underwear can no longer double as a pup tent if I ever get stranded. And even more I like that I can climb a flight of stairs without being winded.

As I mentioned a few days ago, I joined 24 hour fitness and aside from having to work out next to wafer thin girls and d-bag suburban muscle I am liking it. I go 3 times a week and I bike 8 miles on the exercise bike. Losing weight means that my arms are bat wings so I also fit in some weights...last week I couldn't curl my hair without propping myself against the wall and bring my head to my chest, you know its a good kind of sore.

I feel like a loser telling you all this, it feels a little annoying but the truth is that I have never accomplished anything so accomplishing this feels kind of good.

Here is my problem: The Sacramento mosquitoes are eating me alive! I heard tonight that those long prickly nosed sons a are not so excited about the blood of a meat hungry alcoholic....

OR if anyone is an avon person, or knows an avon person you could send me some Skin so Soft bug stuff.

xo.

Carbs to fuel my workout

The thing about working out is that every one has tons of advice.

What to lift, what to push, what to ride, what to crunch and how and how long and and and....

My favorite piece of advice is this: Eat carbs before your work out.

I LOVE CARBS!

My question is this: Do salt and vinegar kettle chips count as that carb?

A whole delicious bag?

Workin' Out and Gettin' Fit

I am not the work out type.

I joined 24 hour fitness.

I am soooo out of shape.

The end.

Hanging out with some chicken legs

Yesterday:

I decided after much deliberation to rise from my 2 hour nap.

I went to the store, purchased beverages and headed out to hang with the City Life Church potluckers.

We drank wine and ate chicken from the KFC, it was nice. I am glad that I went.

Funny how I see these people once a week at church but I don't really know them. We got to talk about summer plans, being powerful, eating delicious treats and so much more...

I hope it happens again.

Today:

I have needed so much more sleep lately than ever and I imagine that my daily freakouts have something to do with that.

They are the kind of freak outs that border drinking an entire bottle of vodka.

Instead I turn to the entire pot of coffee...this only makes my hair stand on edge, also I tend to rub my eyes a ton so mascara finds its way to my forehead...generally i don't find that mascara until the pot of coffee has started to do its deed to my bladder which causes me to run to the nearest toilet, mirrors hang out with toilets.

I read the latest chapter for my pod today and Donald Miller writes: What is this great gravity that draws me...

He ends up talking about love or whatever but I like the way that sounds. What is this great gravity that draws me to freak out?

My head.

My crazy crazy over analytical crazy woman estrogen filled head.

And so what if I tend to exaggerate?

I will be just fine, I always am. It just takes longer than I would like.

The good news is that my brother is in town so soon so if I am still freaking out, he my friends will fix my head with a hug and a reminder that I am cool to at least one person in all the land.

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Freakin' Out or Whatever...

...that's what I am doing. I think I probably need a wee little vacation. Any ideas?

100 days of power...

Carol, Courtney, Joshua and Kevin are all doing the 100 days of power. It's great, 100 days of will power and exercise....also, no alcohol!

It's great, they are all being wonderful powerful, beautiful people and Saturday through Thursday that is just fine. It is on Fridays that I am sad about all the power that is flowing through the veins of those that I love because on Friday nights at 6 o'clock I sit on my porch listening to Cool as Folk drinking a beer or 6...usually, Courtney joins me and now all I have are the mosquitoes because on top of being the only one who can have a beer it is getting warm and those little shits with the stinging noses are finding sustenance in my blood.

Whatever man!

Best night ever!

I finally got batteries for my digital camera so here is a picture to give you an idea of how crazy our house was on the night of March 28th...such a good night.

Kevin found the Silver Darling photo online.

What the!?

I realize that I have been horrible at sharing my life, no guilt trip needed thanks.

I dont really have an excuse, not a good one anyway. I spend most of my days either working on church things or walking around my town, drinking an iced americano, stopping at random corners or patches of grass to write down things that I am thinking.

Did I tell you that I dont get NASCAR at my house anymore? What's the use of free cable if I can't get nascar? I am bummed.

My community pod moved from Wednesday nights to Monday nights. I invited the pod to live on my pie farm...Kevin might be bummed at that...they are living in cup pies anyway so he need not worry.

My mom was in town for a couple days, we hung out and it was good.

Turns out that my brother hates me because he keeps promising me that he will come visit and he never does...whatever man.

April is here so Silver Darling will be playing some amazing shows, this makes me happy.

I am in a mild funk because I miss my Dad and my brother (mom too for sure, but she was just here and they weren't) and my uncle and g'ma and anthony and kate and everyone in the LBC...I get to see them in May so that will be super.

The student store restocked the peach rings that have been missing for so many weeks...going to school is worth it again :)

xo.

Exploding Eyeballs Disease...ppppsshhhhh!

i have some exciting news for you.

are you ready?

this may be more exciting to me and my family but whatever I am sharing it anyway.

as of right now my eyes are no longer going to explode. i am not clear of anything yet however, i am doing really good. i went to the eye ball doctor today and she said that my discs look defined...for those of you who don't know the psuedo tumor cerebri lingo that means that my optic nerves are looking healthy, so are my blood vessels. she said that my headaches will liner, less intense and less frequent and that is already proving true. she wants me to keep up the diamox regimen and take my darvocet as needed...i will have to confirm that her plan is ok with my neurologist before i make any changes but for now the good news is that to the naked eye all is good.

turns out that my nuerologist was right, get rid of 50 pounds and things may get a little easier. whatever man, i guess i deserve and i told you so.

also, i quit old navy yesterday. 2 1/2 years and done.