Dysfunction Suits Me

SUMMER! I think it's officially summer. At least it is in San Antonio. Well, I thought it was yesterday. 93 degrees at 6pm, but I woke up this morning and it was windy and 70 degrees, which actually felt cold after the sauna that has been the last week. It makes me really happy though. I love summer so much. I could live with summer all year round. I love laying by the pool and baking...feeling the sweat roll off the back of my knees and down my calves, reading a good book, and being relaxed. The only time summer sucks is when I'm getting ready to go out at night, trying to blow dry the enormous amount of hair on my head, and sweating to death and feeling like I have to take another shower, but that can easily be fixed by turning the AC down to 60 before commencing the blow-drying. I'm on a total adrenaline rush this morning. I actually went and did cardio this morning...on a Saturday! I can't believe it myself!!! There's this awesome perfume oil at the GAP (I coul

Return of the Beast Guess who was at the gym today? That's right...my very good and loyal original trainer Aaron the Beast...I think I might break into tears.

The Bagel Lady I've cut bagels out of my morning routine completely, but I'm still having a hard time giving up the coffee. This morning I walked into the bagel shop, and started getting my coffee, and there sat the lady who would make me question why some people are allowed to live! (just kidding) There's a new bagel lady who sits at the counter eating breakfast every morning before she starts her shift. I've always thought she was a little on the looney side. Today she had a conversation with me as I was filling up my coffee cup. Bagel Lady: What color is that on your hair? Me: What? Bagel Lady: What color is that on your hair? Me: It's my natural color?? Bagel Lady: Oh, your natural color. It's very pretty. Me: Thank you. Bagel Lady: But what color is it? Me: What? Bagel Lady: What color is your hair? Me: Ummmm...RED??? Bagel Lady: Oh, well, it's very pretty. And I think it's sandy brown.

Tears of Joy or Embarrassment? That's all Folks...I no longer have a trainer. I am now on my own...I am my own trainer. My sessions ran out, and I just can't afford to keep training even though I would LOVE to. Today was my first work-out all by myself. Ray Ray had written down a routine for me and had it ready when I walked in the gym, shook my hand, and sent me on my way telling me he'd be with me in spirit. I was very nervous and a little sad. It was very lonely not having someone to talk and laugh with. I also felt really really stupid. When I work out with a trainer I don't usually pay attention to the other people in the gym, and it seems like they're not paying attention to me. BUT...now that I was alone I just felt like people were gawking at me...well, it wasn't just a feeling...THEY WERE. I was the only girl in the "Heavy Weights" section...I was surrounded by big, burly, sweaty men. It was really hard to get through, but I did it. I so wish

I'm Here!!! I have to be in Florida for a family function at the end of June...So, of course my diet and gym routine is on over-drive. It's really hard to eat the same things over and over again...and I've gotten pretty good at this whole nutrition thing...so I've created my own menu. This recipe (believe me, I know...cheesy) is so freakin' good. I first had it Jessica's for Thanksgiving one year. She has lost the recipe though, so this is kind of for her too...Now I'm on this salad-a-week kick...this week (see below), next week a Greek salad, and the week after cheese tortellini pasta salad... Green Bean and Cherry Tomato Salad 1 1/2 lbs Green Beans (Snap Beans) 1 1/2 lbs Cherry Tomatos 1 tblsp Oregano (chopped) 1 tblsp Garlic (chopped) 2 tblsp Red Wine Vinegar 2 1/2 tsp Olive Oil 1/2 tsp Salt 1/4 tsp Ground Pepper I usually start by cleaning up the beans, cutting off their ends, and cutting them in half because they can be kind of long. Then you steam the

Am I Going To Die? I just got stung for the first time ever by a wasp . . . So far so good . . . I can still breathe, I haven't swelled up like a balloon, yet . . . But it hurts and itches like crazy!!! It's almost the end of the semester and I am completely swamped! Two projects, two papers, and three finals, all in the next 3 weeks . . . Somehow I'll handle it. I've actually all of sudden "woken up" where school is concerned. I've been in such a daze for like the last 7 or 8 months. The AOC has changed my life as I knew it . . . in good and bad ways!!! Bad because he takes up too much of my thoughts . . . and I need all the brain capacity that I can get!!! Somehow, after years of barely even talking to anyone at work, and only a couple of years of actually being a little more friendly with my co-workers, I seem to have been sucked up in "office politics" and I HATE it! I used to really like going to work . . . now I just want to quit!! It still

Motley Fucking Crue This is where I was tonight with Josh. He bought us tickets because I really wanted to go and re-live my past? It was very sweet. Vince's voice was actually really good tonight despite what all of the articles said...I thought it was really great actually...so...it was lots of fire, lights, flying drum stunts, strippers on ropes, girls making out on stage, little people, girls on stilts,three hot guys, it was the loudest concert I have ever been to, and not because of the music, but because of the crowd, bloody movie clips and porno clips being played on the big screens, they did turn on the lights in the building so they could film girls flashing, the smell of pot circulating everywhere, smoke, and just lots and lots of screaming...I can barely hear...and I probably won't be able to talk tomorrow...but, all well worth it!!! I was pleasantly surprised, and felt like a giddy little schoolgirl...whatever..

Out of the mix? I have been a horrible blogger lately. I think about things I want to sit down and say, and I just never get around to it! Hamster Update: He' s so sick. He hasn't eaten or drank any water for a week now. I don't know what to do for him. I'm hesitant on giving him anything to help him out (Thanks, though, for the alcohol advice, K). But, I feel so bad for him. He just limps around. I don't even hear him at night anymore, which I thought used to annoy me, but now realize that it was somewhat comforting when I was falling asleep. How did I become attached to this hamster? Part of it is a little bit of sentimentality. I bought him with an ex and, well, I'm sure you get it. My class presentation was supposed to take place on Tuesday. My partner, Jason, and I were going to be last, but everyone else took so long, and we had like 5 minutes. So, we got up and Jason started talking...and kept talking...and the professor had to end it, and told us we coul

Is this the end? I think our hamster is dying. He's acting really strange, lethargic, not eating or drinking, not sleeping in his usual spot, and breathing harder than usual. He is really freakin' old, and I've joked about how he's the "hamster that just won't die". Today though, I'm worried about him. I don't want him to die. I cleaned out his cage, fresh food, fresh water. He seemed OK when he was running around in his ball. Then I put him back in his cage, he stuffed his cheeks with food, and then spit it back out. And started acting weird again. I read something online that said that the cedar chips in his cage might cause him to have respiratory problems, and maybe there's something wrong with his food...it might be old or something... I'm gonna try getting him some different bedding and new food and see what happens. He is like freakin' 4 years old though!!! They're only supposed to live like 2-3 years. I'm not taking him

Suck It Up That's my new mantra. SUCK IT UP! I can be quite the whiny baby, quite the princess, etc, etc, etc. Ray Ray always teases me about the way I complain and "cry" at the gym, and if I could just suck it up I might be able to do "grown man" workouts. Today he told me I'm the "toughest baby" he knows. I like that. And I like learning to just "suck things up" instead of "crying" about it. I have an oral presentation in one of my classes that I got out of doing by telling the professor how terrified of public speaking I am, but now I've decided I'm going to suck it up. It's only three minutes of shaking and sweaty palms. I can deal with that, right? This week has had it's good points and bad points so far. I haven't really felt like posting lately. I'm not sure what it is. I had a really hard test, I took Monday off from work, I had two great "grown man" workouts, Josh is annoying me, my mom