I’ve been living off of instant coffee…
I need to hit the grocery store STAT (short for statim, a Latin word meaning immediately). I knew what stat meant but not where it actually came from. I love Google.
I haven’t been eating my healthiest this past week. It got sort of difficult when I was gone for almost twelve hours each day and so was Mike. Tello was taken care of thankfully but neither of us felt like cooking when we got home. I must say that I have maintained a five pound weight loss which is awesome. I was at the point of continually gaining weight for about a year and I think that is finally over with. I’m just being aware, conscious and listening to my body. On top of eating what I want and trying to exercise when I can. I’m actually saddened now when I find a new blog and it is the same old story about losing weight. I mean, if they have a serious problem and are unhappy, I completely understand and writing sure does help. But if you happen to have a big butt and are trying to get rid of the cellulite before you go out in public with a bathing suit on, give me a freaking break. Embrace it, women and embrace one another! I think the problem a lot of the times is we are so critical of one another. I’ll just blame men for that…somehow.
Today is a very special day.
It is Wine Friday. Why would it be special for any other reason?
Today and the rest of my weekend is pretty chill. I will be stocking up on a couple wines however because I just spent the last three days babysitting a one year old. Don’t get me wrong, I love her to death and she is very well behaved but it tricked my oven into pre-heating and my brain was working over time trying to lay out my life plan with buying a house, having children, etc. I need wine, now. Well, in like 9 more hours it will be appropriate.
I’ve also been having nightmares about the wedding. I had one two nights ago and then last night. Back to back? Really? This better not continue. My first dream dealt with my hair. I have an idea for what I want and have been growing it out just for this day. I usually keep my hair in a short a-line. But it isn’t to the length I wanted and it is much harder to style at this length. I also was going to have Mike’s cousin help me out and I still might but the whole thing is making me have nightmares now. Remember – two things I wanted to go right on the big day: my hair and my red velvet cake. Well, I’ve settled for a red velvet cake that isn’t the best I’ve ever had and so now I will settle for my not-so-fabulous-but-fabulous-enough hair. Plus, I’m going to use that as excuse to chop it. It holds curl better and I just love it short.
Kind of what I wanted that ain’t gonna happen:
I’m so dramatic..
What I have now (far left) which is having an identity crisis about being short or long:
What I want again (minus the dark red hair):
Ignore the dumb look on my face. I thought I was cool a couple years ago.
I also just spent the last 30 minutes going through all my old pictures on a hard drive I have. Talk about memories! Honestly, if anyone were to steal this, they would find out things they didn’t want to know.
Embarrassing moment #349:
That is my best friend, Daniel. We were practically inseparable for quite some time so we went to every party together. This particular one was a Hot Mess Party. Don’t we look like hot messes?! I think we accomplished it…
I also had several people that night say to me, “Um, your eyelash is coming off.” I’m a hot mess, duh! Hot mess is not a good thing, people. Sheesh.
So what is the embarrassing part of that picture? My eyebrows. I used to draw them in like that all the time. Yup.
Well, that was a random post. Cheers to Wine Friday everyone!