January 31, 2008

ice chips restoreth my soul.

Mmmm...ice.

I am feeling somewhat better for the first time all week - at 11:17 p.m., of course. The nausea hasn't hit me since about 2 p.m. this afternoon, so maybe (just maybe), that has subsided.

I started sneezing again and getting watery/itchy eyes, but I'll take that over nausea any day! I forced myself to get up and take a shower and go to class tonight -- and I think that did wonders for me.

I made myself do something and although I didn't feel fabulous or look presentable during class, it felt really good to be out of the house.

All I had eaten all day before school was half a sleeve of Club crackers. I hadn't wanted to eat anything else all day. Finally, in class - hunger struck! I ate the rest of the sleeve of crackers while listening to our guest speaker, Frank Fellone, deputy editor at the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette, who is fabulous, by the way.

We got to go home early today because of the weather (woohoo!) and on the way home I actually had a hankering for FOOD! I was jonesin' for some Taco Bell so I went and got some on the way home. It was wonderful...and I haven't felt nauseas since.

I drank my Pepsi (I was also craving soda) and when it was all gone, I re-discovered a lost love of mine - ice chips. I "ate" all the ice left in my cup and when they were gone, went to my freezer to get more. Why does frozen water work wonders sometimes?

I'm not saying I'm completely better - because I know I'm not. But I am hoping and will pray fervently tonight that I wake up tomorrow morning feeling like the old Cass again. I have too many fun errands to get done before Aaron gets back and being sick is only slowing me down!

I mean, it's only imperative that I shop and meet the girls for lunch tomorrow...and it's highly necessary that I get a pedicure and an eyebrow wax on Saturday...I mean, come on!

not better.

I can't make this long because it seems staring at the computer screen only makes my condition worse.

The runny nose/sneezing/watery eyes has gotten better. I have to blow my nose every now and then, but that aspect has gotten a lot better.

The problem is nausea. That's what's holding me back from...life. Everytime I think I start to feel better, a wave of nausea takes over my body, head, stomach, and I have to lay back down again. It comes in waves, too. I'll be fine, doing homework, washing dishes, whatever -- then out of nowhere, I feel like I have to run to the bathroom and hover over the toilet. I haven't thrown up again since that first time, so I don't understand these intense nauseas feelings. Does anyone have advice on how to combat this?? It sucks!

I have SO MUCH I need to get done before Aaron gets home, and all I can seem to do is lay on the couch and sleep. Ugh!!

January 30, 2008

my man.

I stole this idea from Shyanne...hehe.


1. Who is your man? Aaron Matthew Webb, the one and only.

2. How long have you been together? We met in Sept. 04 and have pretty much been together since. We got married June 24, 2005.

3. How long dated? We dated for about 9 months before we got hitched.

4. How old is your man? 27

5. Who eats more? Probably me, now that he's all health-conscious ;)

6. Who said "I love you" first? He did.

8. Who sings better? Probably me, although Aaron has a really nice voice but wont' sing because he thinks he sucks -- and he doesn't.

9. Who is smarter? I think we're both really smart, just in different ways. Numbers go to him, words go to me.

10. Whose temper is worse? I'd have to say his.

11. Who does the laundry? Me

12. Who takes out the garbage? Me...unless I ask him to do it

13. Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Looking at the bed, me.

14. Who pays the bills? he does, thank God!

15. Who is better with the computer? We're both computer savvy

16. Who mows the lawn? he does

17. Who cooks dinner? Me

18. Who drives when you are together? He does.

19. Who pays when you go out? We both do, we're married

20. Who is most stubborn? We are both pretty stubborn

21. Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? Lol...good question.

22. Whose parents do you see the most? I think we see his mom more than anyone else

23. Who kissed who first? He kissed me...I think.

24. Who asked who out? He asked me

26. Who is more sensitive? Definitely me.

27. Who has more friends? He does.

28. Who has more siblings? He does - I don't have any siblings.

29. Who wears the pants in the family? Both of us. :)

January 29, 2008

if it wasn't this, it'd be something else.

Well, I'm having a pretty horrible day. My back has finally healed (for the most part) from that workout in the garage. And of course, the day my back decides to feel better...I get sick. And I'm talking WHOPPING sick.

I knew something was wrong last night when, as soon as I got home from school, I wanted to go to bed. That never happens! I got in bed at 10 p.m. and of course, I wasn't tired, so I laid there for about an hour before actually falling asleep. And then, of course, I woke up about 3 times during the night because my body isn't used to going to bed that early.

I woke up once at 3 a.m. and my nose was running...heavily. In fact, I think the reason I woke up was because it was running so heavily. "Great," I thought. So I went into the bathroom to fix the problem. I was also VERY thirsty, so I got a glass of water, too.

I went back to bed and woke up again at 7:20. I got Texas out of his crate - which, of course, he peed in because I went to bed so early -- and then I sat down on the computer. My nose was still running really bad and I felt a tad nauseated, so I decided to drink an Airborne. You know, knock out the sickness before it really even begins.

I made the drink, sat back down at the computer, drank it in doses (because I hate that crap) and then lo, and behold, Cassandra Webb threw up of natural causes.

I haven't thrown up from non-alcohol related issues since I was six-years-old. I'm just not a "throw-upper" when it comes to being sick. I've had weird little episodes here and there, but nothing like this. Full on, full throttle, barf.

I ran to the guest bathroom and hovered over the toilet and all that lovely-tasting Grapefruit-flavored Airborne drink made its second debut. My throat was burning so bad because of all the acid in the drink. And then the worst part about it was I started crying because my hair kept getting in my face and I had to keep grabbing it and pushing it away and I knew that if Aaron was home, he would have helped me...

I went back to bed after I knew I was done throwing up and tried to go back to sleep. It sorta kinda worked. So here I am, 11:15 am. I'm afraid to eat anything because I do NOT want to go through that again. I need to go get some Zicam or something...uggggh.

Just when you think everything is going to be better, something else happens. I'm really being tested these last few weeks...and now this.

I just hope I'm not still sick when Aaron gets home. That will make me angry. Enough's enough.

January 28, 2008

back update.

I went to bed last night before midnight. It was unreal. I don't think I've been in bed before midnight in about two months. I almost didn't know what to do with myself.

However, I was in so much pain that I couldn't think of anything better than laying down, flat as a board on my oh-so-comfy bed. I think it was good therapy, too, because this morning I woke up and it was feeling a lot better!

It's still very sore and doesn't feel quite right, but the shooting pains are gone. I can stand up straight, but not for very long. Hence, why my dishes are STILL dirty.

It's still not healed enough to work out, though. I'm too afraid I'll do more damage. But, alas, I think I'll live. :)

January 27, 2008

my back.

It hurts worse today than it did last night. I haven't even been able to sit on the couch comfortably. That's when you know something's wrong.

I did take a bath this afternoon and it felt wonderful..until I got out.

I really hope this goes away soon. I can't even walk without being hunched over. And as I sit here, sharp pains keep shooting up my spine. The feeling of fire runs the length from my lower back (just on top of my booty) to the middle of my spine - on both sides. It's kind of a constant ache with a few knife-stabbing sensations occurring about every 5 minutes or so, almost electric feeling.

Ugggggggggggggh.

good freakin' news!

The bad news, however, is that I can't post it on my blog. If you want to know the good news, myspace me or email me.

Warning: It's not THAT great, but it is very, very good.

10 december 2006: the journal.

(Another post below).

Baby!!

By this time next week, you'll be home! Can you believe that? Our countdown is less than a week! Oh my gosh, I have so much stuff to do before you get home! For instance, after I'm done writing this, I need to change FOUR light bulbs that have gone out since you left.

This is freak-out time! I don't suppose it's possible to lose 10 pounds in six days, is it? Why didn't I work out more? See, freak-out time.

Gotta run - there's too much to do!

Love you,
Cass

plain truth.

Why do I keep doing this to myself? This behavior is pure Masochism at its finest: I read another Jodi Picoult novel.

This time it was Plain Truth, a story about a murder that rocks an Amish community in Pennsylvania. Sounds interesting, no?

I have been trudging through this novel because, for some reason, once I start a book, I have to finish it, no matter how bad it really is. Such was the case for Plain Truth.

It never really even started off being that great. I was bored from the very beginning, but dangit, I wanted to know "who done it." So, I kept reading and in true Picoult fashion, the book concluded with the utmost non-climatic ending, ever. Why does she do that?!

The book sucked. And they made it into a lifetime movie?? Ugh.

January 26, 2008

representing austin well.

I discovered someone new on pandora.com: Jimmy LaFave.

And after listening to several of his songs, he has now become one of my...lafave singers.

In pure Chelsey style, I've embedded the song "Rain Falling Down" and have also included the lyrics in case you're interested. I just love his voice...

(more posts below...)



Glory hallelujah, what a sight for sore eyes
Beauty everlasting comes at such a price
If you break my heart, you won't even make a sound
I’m the restless wind, you are the rain falling down

So come on, come on, take a ride with me
We’ll travel down life’s highway mysteriously
Lost in that illusion, can you tell me where you are bound
I’m the restless wind, you are the rain falling down

Glory hallelujah, what a sight for sore eyes
But beauty everlasting comes at such a price
And when you break my heart, I’ll be hoping to be found
I’m the restless wind, you are the rain falling down

6 december 2006: the journal.

(There's another post below, by the way).

Hello my sweet boy,

Hello, my love. Eleven days until you're home! We made it! I never want you to leave again. Oh my gosh, I have hated not having you around. Let's postpone your next deployment as long as possible! I love you too much to always have you away - "Baby, I ain't s*** without you." LoL. Remember that quote??

So anyway, about two days ago you sent me roses. How sweet are you?! I told you already, but I'll tell you again that those flowers meant the world to me! It felt as though you were with me, if only for a short moment. You make me feel so loved!

See you in a few days!

I love you so much,
Cass

I think these were the flowers he sent...lol. There's just been so many to remember which set is which...hardy-har-har.

my saturday, in a nutshell.

  • Woke up with a crick in my neck. Cannot turn my head to the right without excruciating pain.
  • Watched Real World/Road Rules Challenge and become disgusted so I turned it off.
  • Put away laundry and FINALLY washed the dishes that have been hanging out in the sink for oh, three days.
  • Finally got around and put real clothes on.
  • Went tanning. Always a blast.
  • Vacuumed out/cleaned out/dusted out our truck so it's nice and pretty when Aaron gets home. I know, Sweet Wife Award. Where do I accept?
  • Went to the liquor store and bought various festive beverages for his return. Champagne for mimosas in the morning, Bailey's for coffee since it's so cold outside, and tequila and triple sec for Rachel's fabulous margarita recipe. And no, Aaron and I don't even drink much and we'll probably never use the enormous bottles I purchased, but whatever. It's nice to know they'll exist somewhere in the back of my pantry. Note to self: There are some really stinky and scary people at the liquor store. Never going there alone ever again.
  • Came back home and decided I should work out. So, I did. I worked out in my garage. Yes, another CrossFit workout and guess what? I blew my back out. Is that possible? That's what it feels like. I was doing fine until the push presses. One, two, three, four...twenty, twenty-one, SNAP! There goes my back. I don't know what I did, but it hurts something fierce. So now I have a hurt neck/shoulder and lower back. I had to end the workout early because I couldn't even stand up straight. Yeah...still hurts and still can't stand up straight. Great. This should set me back a few days. Fun, fun.
  • Decided that tuna mixed with Miracle Whip and cut up pickles is absolutely wonderful. Why haven't I discovered this earlier!?
  • Watched the Miss America 2008 and for the first time in pageant history, I was wrong! I always keep notes during pageants and predict each winner from round to round. I was extremely close with this one. I knew Michigan was going to get at least something, but I thought for sure Wisconsin had it in the bag. Darn.
  • Downloaded about 20 songs from iTunes...songs that make me smile. Currently listening to them as I type.
  • Contemplating watching "Cinderella" for nostalgia's sake or just going to bed.
  • Overall rating for today: C-
  • Yup, neck still hurts. Hmm...where's that tequila?

blood diamond.

I just sent this as an email to Aaron and I thought it'd make a good post.

Oh...my....God.

I just finished watching Blood Diamond and I am kicking myself for not having watched it sooner. This movie was absolutely incredible. Amazing.

Aaron and I HAVE to watch it together when he gets home - he will love it. I didn't think I would enjoy it much because I'm just not that into African conflict stories (only because I know so little of the background)...but wow. This movie knocked my socks off.

And normally I don't like Leonardo DiCaprio either, but he was absolutely stellar in this movie. You often forget it's him because he is just so darn convincing. (Plus, girls, he kinda looks like McSteamy in this movie, too. That's always a plus).

This seriously is probably one of these best movies I've seen...ever! Great mix of action and drama. I laughed, I cried, I covered my eyes, I rooted for the hero, my heart beat fast during the action scenes....

GREAT MOVIE! Two thumbs way up!

January 25, 2008

unanswered question.

I am wearing socks AND knit slipper boot things and the heater is on.

Why, then, are my feet always cold?

January 24, 2008

why some people should be shot.

This is ridiculous.

These people are nuts. They just want media attention. I've said it before and I'll say it again: I hate radical religious folk. They make all of us normal believers look bad.

The man is dead for crying out loud. And he was playing a role. Hence, why he was an ACTOR.

Why can't we just live and let live? Or rather, live and let die peacefully?

January 23, 2008

why watching lifetime is bad for you.

I sat down at the computer an hour ago...actually, an hour and 15 minutes ago to do some homework. Instead, I have been doing makeovers, planning dinner parties, and testing my movie trivia and Sudoku skills on www.lifetimetv.com.

I was watching Will & Grace a couple nights ago and there was an advertisement showing all the "fun games" you can play on lifetime's website. One of them sounded interesting: My Story Is...(it's a makeover game where they give you the scenario and you then create an outfit, hairstyle, etc. for the character). And I'm addicted!!!!! Oh my gosh. I feel like SuperNerd telling you all this, but I can't stop playing these silly games!

I'm taking a break now because my eyes started hurting and I was getting "game anxiety." If any of you have boyfriends or husbands who get "XBox rage," then you know that I'm talking about. Your heart starts beating faster and all things go to the wayside in an effort to try to beat that level just...one...more...time.

So, for now, I quit. Not because my homework beckons...but because American Idol and Crowned have officially stopped recording...and I need dinner.

Is this really what my life has come to? See what deployments do to us crazy women!?

January 22, 2008

noooooooooo!

This makes me even more sad! I can't believe it.

January 21, 2008

cramps.

Suck.

This has been, by far, the worse week of PMS, ever! Normally, I don't suffer from PMS other than the occasional emotional outburst (although Aaron might disagree) and moments of cramping. This week, however, I have experienced all things PMS, from being an emotional roller coaster to being fatigued, to being lazy, to being depressed, to eating like a pig, to...my goodness. When will this end?!

Please, Lord, let tomorrow be a better day! I need to wash this week out of my hair!

grumpy gus.

I'm grumpy. So is Aaron. We're ready for him to be home. We talked earlier this morning and both of us were...grumpy Gus's. (Gussesses?)

That got me thinking about Gus Gus from Cinderella, so I went to youtube and found some clips that made me smile, so I'm not as grumpy anymore.

I just love it when he says, "Well, I'll cut it with the scissors!" and "Happy birthday!" Ah, good times.



January 20, 2008

scratch previous post.

My margarita was a nightmare. I drank about 1/3 of my glass and then poured the rest down the drain (including the rest in the blender).

I opted for a hot bath and two Tylenol PM instead.

Goodnight.

driven to drinking...alone.

I don't know what's sadder. The fact that I am drinking margaritas on a Sunday night by myself or the fact that I can't make a decent margarita.

It's been one of those weekends - again. You'd think with only about two more weeks until Aaron gets home, I'd be happy. Not so. It never works that way. It seems the home stretch is actually the worst part about the deployment. You KNOW they are so close to getting home, so you expect to open your eyes and see them standing in front of you. So when you do open your eyes, you're awakened to the sad reality that they're just not there. Time goes by so slowly when you only have a little time left. What a weird feeling.

All I've done this weekend is go to the gym - once - sleep, eat, and do homework. My, oh my, life is exciting.

So, I am having a pity party. And I'm about to watch Blood Diamond, which I've heard is a real pick-me-up. Note the sarcasm?

Oh well. It beats reading more textbooks or writing more papers.

By the way, does anyone know how to make a good frozen margarita? I'd appreciate a recipe.

January 19, 2008

a blogger must-do.

Nothing burns me up more than poor grammar (unless otherwise specified) and people who can't spell. Take the blogger spelling test and make sure you don't make these errors in your posts unless you want to look stupid. Hehe.


Free Kansas Personals

running pants and bunko.

I managed to actually go to the gym today. I was supposed to make up a 5K from two days ago and I had every intention of doing just that. However, I was only able to complete 2 miles in 21:55 before I started feeling really nauseated and had to quit. I know exactly why I felt that way, too. I've been feeling that way all week. PMS. Yup, it has struck in full force.

I've tried to consider reasons for why I have been so sluggish all week because I sure wasn't feeling depressed. Ah, once again, PMS rears its ugly head. But I feel much better now and am looking forward to tomorrow's workout. I think the worst has passed.

I went to the grocery store today, too, and let me tell ya. Don't ever wear running leggings to a grocery store. All the women hate you. I have never been around so many disgruntled women in my life who looked me up and down, rolled their eyes, and were just flat-out RUDE to me. Perhaps I should have put on some jeans before I went to the grocery store, but come on, it's the grocery store! And besides, I had just run 2 miles. The last thing on my mind was how I looked. Anyway, I was brutally snubbed at all corners. Women were even looking in my basket at the food I had chosen. I guess I win the Jezebel Award because I did notice men turning their heads, which is probably why all the women were pissed off. And ya know, it's not that I think I look incredibly awesome in running leggings, either. I guess it was just a bold statement to make in an otherwise bland environment. Yet, I hereby solemnly swear that I will never again wear running leggings to the store, lest I once again reap the wrath of women too lazy to get on a treadmill and opt for fruits and veggies instead of their bags of Doritos and Little Debbies. Ok, that was mean. I'm done now.

After the store, I came home and made chocolate chip cookies for Bunko night with the squadron - one of my guilty pleasures. We were supposed to bring a dessert and dress "wintery," so I went all out. Check out the awesome hat my husband bought me when he was in Washington. And yes, I rocked the braids tonight. I haven't worn my hair like that in a long while!

So I show up at the party in my winter apparel and I look like an idiot because no one else is really dressed up. Oh well, I wore my hat with pride, anyway. Besides, if I took it off, I would have had horrid hat hair. How's that for alliteration?

I ended up winning $20 in the game tonight and met a really nice gal from England. Her husband is the "British exchange" officer in our squadron and I just loved listening to her talk. Everything she said sounded intelligent. Here are some words I picked up in our conversation:

1. "lamb mince and beef mince" versus ground lamb and ground beef
2. "bin" versus trash can
3. "upset" as in "He upset his plate of spaghetti all over the floor."

Man, why can't I have a cool accent/vernacular like that? She absolutely adored the cookies I made and asked for the recipe. I told her it was this very complicated French recipe called "Nestle Tollhouse" and she laughed (of course, I'm referring to the episode of Friends when Phoebe and Monica try desperately to remember Phoebe's grandmother's cookie recipe and it ends up being on the back of the yellow chocolate chip bag). I ended up giving her about 20 cookies she could take home to her husband, who has a fabulous name, by the way: Allister. And when it's said with a British accent, it sounds even more refined.

So that was my day. Now I am home and will probably either start some homework (yes, at 12:26 am) or watch a movie I have on DVR. I am quite the insomniac these days, unfortunately. However, I think sub-consciously I enjoy sleeping in late because it makes the days go by incredibly fast! Before I know it, the sun is already going down...on me.

So that was my Friday. Bring on Saturday!

January 18, 2008

Get thee to a gym!

Seriously. I haven't worked out in two days. Seriously. What is wrong with me?

I have been so blah! All I've wanted to do is sleep and sleep some more, work on my homework (because that doesn't involve going out into the cold weather), and watch movies.

I have to go to the commissary anyway. I might as well make a pit-stop at the gym since I'm already out there, right? Right.

Ok. Time to actually get OUT of this chair.

Going....

Going...

Gone.

i used to have pictures of him on my wall.


Brad Renfro is dead. And I am sad.

January 17, 2008

25 november 2006: the journal

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Hey sweetheart,

Thanksgiving is over and I'm back home. It wasn't much of a holiday without you. The food was good, but nothing was the same without my baby nearby. :(

The best thing about Thanksgiving is that we are almost done with this bullcrap. It's almost December, sweetie! Yay!!

I am setting up the Christmas tree this week - trying to make everything all nice and cozy for your return. Aren't you excited?? I'm really looking forward to our trip to Eureka Springs! I hope we have a great time, just being alone...together.

Hurry up and come on home! You've got presents to open!

I love you,
Your Wife

P.S. Here are some pictures from that Eureka Springs trip I mentioned in the journal:

It was our little escape from the rest of civilization and my poor, sweet husband was sick the entire time. He was a trooper, though. Poor thing.

He asked me the last time we talked where we are going this time for our little "homecoming rendezvous." Hmm...I guess I should get on that pretty soon. ;)

21 november 2006: the journal.

Thank you for reminding me about this, Chelsey. I had put the journal away one day when I was cleaning and forgot all about it. Ya know, out of sight, out of mind.

*Note: Aaron, I hope you don't mind that I'm posting entries from the deployment journal I kept last time you were gone. They're only humiliating for me, anyway. ;)

21 Nov. 2006

I can't believe that tomorrow I will be on my way to Texas for Thanksgiving! Oh my gosh, baby! We're almost there! Just a few more weeks and we'll be back to normal!

This is the first Thanksgiving since I've known you that we won't be spending together. I'll be sure to eat your slice of pumpkin pie for ya.

I'm more concerned about how you're going to feel on Thanksgiving more than I'm concerned for myself. I hope it doesn't get you too down. You can call me and we can talk all day if you too. I hope they do something nice for you guys over there. I'll be stuffing my face, wearing pj's, and missing you like whoa! Soon after I get back from Texas, though, the countdown begins!

You'll be home before we know it! Happy Thanksgiving, my little turkey. I need you like mashed potatoes need gravy...or something.

I wanna kiss you!
Cass

homework blows.

I've been reading essays on communication law and policy for most of this evening. And now I am writing papers about communication law and policy.

Remind me again why I was so excited for school to start?

January 16, 2008

jesus camp.

I spent this lazy, dreary afternoon watching the documentary Jesus Camp that I received this morning in the mail. It was...interesting.

It was not at all what I had expected. I imagined a documentary concerning teenage Southern Baptist camps around America and now teens are responding to the call. Not so.

It focused on the Evangelical movement that is sweeping the country. It was good, but it made Christians looks like whackos - as usual.

The writers deliberately associated the Evangelical movement with the current political atmosphere of our nation. The push and pull of both sides (Christian and non-Christian) and how both sides affect the political arena was interesting...but old news.

I cried every time one of those sweet babies prayed or cried or held their hands up in worship. I want a child like that, but I also want one who is well-rounded and well-versed in ALL beliefs, creeds, political parties, etc. This documentary made the children seemed brain-washed. I want a child who can think on his or her own, but who happens to also live a righteous life.

So if you have nothing to do anytime soon, Netflix Jesus Camp and tell me what you think.

Now I am off to start the homework I've been telling myself I was going to do all day. At least I cleaned my house, though! Then it's American Idol time!! They're representin' us Texas folk tonight. Should be interesting!

having a fat kid day.

I am going to blame it on PMS and the fact that every single muscle in my body is sore from yesterday's workout. (Did you know you had muscles on the INSIDE of your thighs?!) But I really just don't want to work out today and I don't think I'm going to. It hurts to walk, sleep, sit, put away dishes, etc. I think I might take a rest day...even though I'm supposed to run a 5K today. *sigh. I don't think I want to do it. I CAN do it, but as I cross my arms over my chest, stick out my lower lip, and huff and puff, I don't wanna!

I also don't feel like eating healthy today. In fact, all I've eaten today was a bag of Cheetos - totally not Zone-friendly. But alas, I was craving something crunchy, salty, and cheesy (much like the pregnant woman on the Taco Bell commercial). So, I gave in and ate me a bag of the cheesy, crunchy, salty goodness. I owe it to myself, right?

And I also really want a Dr Pepper. So I think I'll have one. It's only 1:30 and the day is young - lots of time left to burn off those calories.

I am feeling bloated and fat, too. An obvious sign that I am PMSing. I'm not emotional, though, so that's a good thing. I got to talk to Aaron first thing this morning and he was wonderful, so absolutely nothing is going to bring me down today...except maybe some chocolate cake and tortilla chips...mmmmm.

yes, it worked.

I got to watch both AI and The Biggest Loser. It was a glorious night. Tonight is AI and Crowned. Life is so good!

January 15, 2008

superworried.

Does anyone else have Dish Network or DVR? We have two different systems in our house that run off the same satellite, and they're labeled Number 1 and Number 2. Number 1 is in our bedroom, Number 2 is in the living room.

The DVR schedule says that Number 2 is going to record American Idol and Number 1 is going to record The Biggest Loser (I think...). The shows come on at exactly the same time. If you have DVR, can you let me know if this is going to work?! I'm scared!

a quickie.

Don't have much time to post, but I thought I'd let ya know that after today's workout, I went and checked my body fat/weight, all that good stuff.

Haven't lost a pound (which is fine), but dropped one more body fat percentage!! If I keep this up, you're gonna have to start calling me Shredded Wheat...or something. I'm not losing weight because I'm gaining muscle, so the scale doesn't bother me too much. It's so weird! I'm not losing any weight at all, yet I look better than I ever have!

I'm very proud of myself and definitely noticing a difference. My arms are more sculpted, my love handles are literally melting away, and my butt is getting really cute and...perky?

If I sound like I'm bragging, I apologize. It's just that this is the first time in a long time I have felt GOOD about myself. I can walk with my head held a little higher now and, really, isn't that what it's all about?

american idol.

Oh yeah, baby. It starts tonight. I am so excited, I just might pee my pants.

I've checked about three times to make sure the DVR is set because I'll be in class. I wonder if it will conflict with my recording of The Biggest Loser. Oh man. Tuesday is a great night for television.

Finally! American Idol is back on! Everyone should rejoice.

Well, except Meredith. Hater.

January 14, 2008

monday night gibberish.

I must be insane. I just looked up the workout for tomorrow and I'm actually excited about it because this is going to challenge me like I've never been challenged before. Seriously. Check this motha' out:

Do all for time:
  • 50 Box Jumps on a 24" box
  • 50 Jumping Pull Ups
  • 50 Kettlebell Swings
  • 50 Walking Lunges
  • 50 Knees to Elbows
  • 50 Push Press, 45 lbs.
  • 50 Back Extensions
  • 50 Wall Ball Shots with 20 lb. ball
  • 50 Burpees
  • 50 Double Unders
Oh...my...God. I am going to die. Quite literally...die. How on Earth is anyone capable of all this work?! But I will do it, dangit! I only have about 3 or 4 weeks until the hubby gets home and I gotta look smokin'.

My motivation lies in the fact that I have been told by several people that I look better. In fact, at Laura's last night, the first thing she said to me was, "Girl, you are looking cut!" Cut! Me?! I've never heard that before!! So there we go! I am cut. And it's all thanks to CrossFit and following the Zone diet fairly regularly.

If you don't see a blog from me in a few days, it's because I am lying dead on the LRAFB track. Call my Mother.

On another completely unrelated note, my first class of this semester, War and the Media, turned out well. I have about 5 "friends" in that class whom I've known since this summer, so I felt at ease as soon as I walked in.

The prof seems pretty cool. He's not into Bush-bashing and hating the military (which was my fear going into it), so that made me really happy. I think this class will be very interesting and I look forward to it. Plus, I don't have to go for another two weeks because MLK holiday is next Monday. Woohoo!

Other than that, life continues as normal. Just me and the dog, hanging out, watching movies, sleeping late, running errands.

Latest news about Aaron's return is that the new guys are shipping out of here on either 25, 26, or 27 January. There's a three-day turn-around rate for the ones coming home, so if the new guys ship out on any of those dates, that should put Aaron back home sometime the first week of February. Hallelujah! Pray that the time flies by. I miss me some hubby lovin'.

back to school.

*Insert overwhelming exclamatory phrase here*

I have never been more excited to go back to school! Finally! Something to do! I know I am being over-zealous, but my plans for the day include getting new spirals and folders! I know, I have no life.

I really am excited, though! I get to see....people! Human interaction! Civilization! YAY!

I guess I better get on my errands for the day. Thank God today is a rest day from the workouts. My arms are like jell-o from all those pull-ups yesterday!

January 13, 2008

sunday evening survey.

1) Do you have any pets?
Yes, Texas the wonder puppy!

2) What color shirt are you wearing?
Green

3) Name three things that are physically close to you:
Cell phone, lamp, camera

4) What is the last book you read?
Currently reading "Plain Truth" by Jodi Picoult.

5) Are you or were you a good student?
Yes. From the very get-go, always a honor roll kid.

6) What's your favorite sport?
To play? Soccer. To watch? Basketball.

7) Do you enjoy sleeping late?
I abhor waking up before 10...

8) What's the weather like right now?
Cold!

9) Who tells the best jokes?
Laura Stallings

10) What was the last thing you dreamed about?
Probably something involving Aaron

11) Do you drive?
Men wild!

12) Do you believe in karma?
Yes.

13) Do you believe in luck?
Yes.

14) Do you like your eggs scrambled or sunny side up?
Scrambled. I eat them almost every day!

15) Do you collect anything? If so, what?
baby snuggles

16) Are you proud of yourself?
Sure.

17) Are you reliable?
Extremely.

18) Have you ever given money to a bum?
No way! Get a job!

19) What's your favorite food?
Pasta and cupcakes.

20) Have you ever had a secret admirer?
I think I did in 9th grade.

21) Do you like the smell of gasoline?
Actually, yes.

22) Do like to draw?
I tried so desperately to be an artist growing up. Sadly, I've realized that I suck!

23) What's your favorite invention?
Electricity

24) Is your room messy?
Nope

25) What do you like better: oranges or apples?
Pink Lady apples!

26) Do you give in easily?
No way!

27) Are you a good guesser?

I can read minds.

28) Can you read other people's expressions?
See #27

29) Are you a bully?
No way. I hate bullies.

30) Do you have a job?
Yes, grad assistant.

31) What time did you wake up this morning?
10 ish

32) What did you eat for breakfast this morning?
Eggs Benedict at Boscos!

33) When was the last time you showered?
This morning.

34) What do you plan on doing tomorrow?
The only thing planned is buying school books and going to my first class of the Spring semester! War & the Media -- bring it on!

35) What's your favorite day of the week and why?
Love me some Fridays.

36) Do you have any nicknames?
Cass, Cassie

37) Have you ever been scuba diving?
No, and I don't think I would enjoy it.

38) What's your least favorite color?

Not a fan of purple.

39) Is there someone you have been constantly thinking about? If yes, who?
Aaron Mateo.

40) Would you ever go skydiving?
No way. Not ever.

41) What toothpaste do you use?
Crest Ultra Whitening so I can have blingin' teef.

42) Do you enjoy challenges?
Not the ones I didn't ask for.

43) What's the worst injury you have had?

Haven't really had a bad injury, thank God.

44) What's the last movie you saw?
The Bucket List

45) What do you want to know about the future?
With what job will I fall in love?

46) What does your last text message say?
if you call it that - i am in pjs on the couch

47) Who was the last person you spoke over the phone to?
Laura.

48) What's your favorite school subject?
English.

49) What's your least favorite school subject?
Math! Ew!

50) Would you rather have money or love?
Love!

51) What is your dream vacation?

Italy

52) What is your favorite animal?
Dog.

53) Do you miss anyone right now?
Duh.

54) What's the last sporting event you watched?
Uhmm....uhh.....

55) Do you need to do laundry?
Nope. I literally have NOTHING in the laundry basket.

56) Do you listen to the radio?
Everyday.

57) Where were you when 9/11 happened?
In my dorm room at ASU. I was asleep when my boyfriend called me and asked if I had heard the news. I turned on my TV and watched the footage until it was time to go to class. When I got there, the prof allowed us to leave.

58) What do you do when vending machines steal your money?
Shake that crap until the food comes out or just roll my eyes. The food in there is bad for ya anyway.

59) Have you ever caught a butterfly?
No! That causes them to die.

60) What color are your bed sheets?
Chocolate brown.

61) What's your ringtone?
Instrumental version of "Pony" lol

62) Who was the last person to make you laugh?
Laura.

63) Do you have any obsessions right now?
CrossFit. I'll admit it.

64) Do you like things that glow in the dark?
Only if they're edible...what!?

65) What's your favorite fruity scent?
Pear.

66) Do you watch cartoons?
No way.

67) Have you ever sat on a roof?
Oh yes. I love me some roof-sittin

68) Have you ever been to a different country?
Mexico, Canada, England, & France

69) Name three things in the world you dislike:
our education system, the war in Iraq, cancer

70) Name three people in the world you dislike:
Hillary Clinton, Rosie O'Donnell, Lindsay Lohan

71) Has a rumor even been spread about you?
I'm sure.

72) Do you like sushi?
Only if it's fried and smothered in cream cheese.

"carrie likes the jaaaahhzzz man!" -- mr. big.

The girls and I went to brunch this afternoon at Boscos in downtown Little Rock. We exchanged Christmas gifts - finally! - and had a good time. I got some candles and a relaxation book from Janae, some cute pj pants and body scrub from Victoria's Secret from Shannon, and a bottle of red wine and a lovely Christmas tree ornament from Shilo. She's so posh like that. I gave them all hand-made pillows that match their home decor. Yay for good friends and presents!

Despite extenuating circumstances prohibiting the entire enjoyment of our rendezvous (ya know, man problems), it was nice getting together and meeting somewhere out of the norm.

Boscos had two jazz musicians there this afternoon and it was lovely sipping on a mamosa, talking about men while "Georgia on my Mind" played on a saxophone in the background. Very Sex and the City.

just call me she-ra, princess of power.

At least that's how I feel.

I just got home from today's workout. I did an warm-up which consisted of three rounds of a Samson Stretch, 15 sit-ups, 15 squats, and 15 back extensions.

Then, I did the "Pull Up Ladder" which is rather complicated to describe, but basically results in one doing as many pull ups as possible in one minute.

I feel like a warrior!

January 12, 2008

sans workout and more of the movie.

I didn't work out today. But I will tomorrow. I promise.

Seriously, The Bucket List is amazing. Remember how hard you cried at The Notebook or Titanic when they first premiered? You will cry like that once more. Yes, you will cry, as Oprah calls it, "your ugly cry."

Normally, movies just make me tear up, ya know, just a little stinging and then the moment passes. Not so with this movie. Tear after tear. Real tears. Hot on my face.

I couldn't make them stop, either! I had to put my jacket over my face because I was embarrassing myself. After the movie, every single person (yes, even the men) were red-nosed and weepy. I just want to tell you all about the movie, but then I'd ruin it. Just go see it. It's worth the price of a movie ticket. Yes, it is that good.

Just don't wear any eye makeup and make sure to bring tissues.

the bucket list.

Go.
See.
This.
Movie.
Now.

babel.

Has anyone else seen Babel? What did you think? It was very...different.

I think I liked it, but I'm not sure. I loved the incorporation of all the different languages (which was the point), but there were times when this movie made me feel very uncomfortable.

It was extremely political. Hence, why it won all the awards. I just don't know how I feel about this movie.

I'm off to see The Bucket List with Shannon. I'll report back later.

January 11, 2008

popcorn puppy.

I am currently taking a break from watching "Babel." It was getting a little too intense and I was getting a little too frightened, so I decided I would obliterate the workout I did today and make some popcorn and drink a Dr Pepper! I owe it to myself, right? Riiiiiight.

Anyhow, my wonder dog, Texas, has always loved, loved, loved peanut butter and popcorn. He can be all the way across the house, but when I get the JIF jar out of the pantry and just barely crack the seal on the lid, he comes running to the kitchen, hoping he can sneak a lick or two (and no, not from the jar. That would be disgusting).

Same holds true with popcorn. Once he smells it on the stove top or coming from the microwave, I can't get that dog out of the kitchen. Aaron and I probably made a bad habit out of feeding him popcorn when he was a baby because there's been no turning back since.

As I sat down to write/read blogs with Dr Pepper (and yes, there is no period after "Dr" If you don't believe me, look it up) and bowl of popcorn in tow, I dropped a few pieces on the floor to watch my silly pup gobble them up.

The funniest thing about Tex and popcorn is that he actually chews it. Most things just go straight down his throat and he doesn't even have time to enjoy them. But, no, not popcorn!

He eats it one piece at a time and literally crunches the popcorn with his teeth...and he smacks like a fat kid eating chocolate cake. My sweet, precious puppy. What would I do without you?

recipe a'la crockpot.

As per Shaunna's request, I have posted my favorite crockpot recipe of all time.

Soccer Night Stroganoff

Ingredients:
1 lb or so of stew meat (put in however much you'd like)
2 cans cream of mushroom soup
2 cans french onion soup
1 bag egg noodles
Sour cream (optional)

Steps:
Turn crock pot on (make sure it's plugged in) ;)
Dump meat and soups in crockpot. Stir.
Go to your kid's soccer game. (i.e. let cook for about 4-5 hours. The longer you let it simmer, the more tender the meat. We leave ours on all day).
When ready to eat, boil noodles, drain.
Serve stroganoff on top of noodles, add dallop of sour cream on top.

The easiest recipe in the whole world and it's oh-so-good!

today's workout.

Just posting so all other bloggers currently in the workout phase of their lives can know I haven't stopped yet. And neither should you! :)

I did three rounds for time of:
800 meter run
25 push-ups
25 squats

Finished three rounds in 28:25.

Running a mile and a half really sucked on our hilly terrain. I guess they don't call my sub-division "The Highlands" for nothing.

So, who's ready to audition for American Gladiators?

a funny.

I just remembered something entertaining when I was thinking about what classes I am taking this semester: Journalistic Ethics & Responsibilities, Media Law, and War and the Media.

I told Aaron about my classes last time we talked on the phone and I listed them off.

"War and the Media," I said.

"Well, that should be infuriating," he said.

January 10, 2008

p.s. grey's sucked.

Meredith Grey is really annoying me lately. The Writer's Guild should ban together and kill her off the show.

hurry up and wait. again.

Is it going? Is it going? Is it going?

Time.

Drags on.

October flew by, as did November and December. Hurry, hurry, hurry! And now I am faced with January...and it keeps creepin' on like a snail stuck to a window. It doesn't budge. It lingers. It's yucky.

School starts back up again on Monday and the only reason I'm looking forward to it is because it will FINALLY give me something to do. My goodness...I could never not have a job as a woman with no children. I don't see how people do this! It's driving me mad! I have no husband, no baby to care for, nothing. It's madness, I tell ya! Madness!!

Adding to the madness: The latest news on the home front is that Aaron should be home the first week of February - God willing, of course. Nothing is on paper, nothing is official, but that is the tentative plan/rumor passed down to me from a member of "intel" up at the squadron. We are oh-so-sneaky.

So, if I can make it through these next three weeks, I will soon be preparing for my hubby's homecoming. Three weeks doesn't sound long, does it? But it is! It so is!

It's almost laughable...

Innocent bystander: "How much longer until Aaron comes home?"

Me: "Three weeks or so..."

Innocent Bystander: "Oh, that's wonderful!!!!!"

Me: "Go play in heavy traffic."

On the outside looking in, it's very simple to say, "But you've only got three more weeks!" However, when you've already put in 13 (THIRTEEN!!!!!!), my goodness, three weeks seems like an eternity. And I must remind you, once more, three weeks is the length of time I have to wait if *and only if* he gets to return home early.

Pray for me. Think of me. Email me with a list of things I could do. Seriously. There's only so much cleaning/sewing/TV watching/working out/shopping/organizing/breathing a girl can do before she gets a little nuts.

Three weeks. May they zoom, zoom, zoom by.

January 9, 2008

swearing off all "michael's."

I could really use a rest day. My body is aching, but I feel really good. Does that make sense?

I am still following the workouts listed on CrossFit.com and am already seeing/feeling results. I'm tellin' ya, if you want to change up your normally boring routine or are looking for intense cardio/muscle strength workouts in the shortest amount of time possible, CrossFit is the way to go.

Let me tell you a little bit about today's workout, shall I?

First off, it's called "Michael." Now, I've never met a Michael I didn't like...until today.

I thought I would have the outdoor track on base to myself this afternoon. Not so. When I showed up, I was greeted to a sea of men in grey and blue super sweet PT gear. That's right, base-wide fitness test. Wonderful.

I sat in my car and waited for them to start actually doing something. Most of them were standing around and "stretching" for like, 20 minutes. Seriously!! Go run a mile or something!

They finally drifted away to do sit-ups and whatnot and I got out of my car and decided it was go time.

Michael requires three rounds of the following: (all for time)

Run 800 meters (two laps)
50 Back Extensions
50 Sit Ups

Good times. So my plan was to run around the track and then do the back extensions and sit-ups in the playground area. I know I probably looked like a crack head. But I didn't care.

I improvised back extensions on playground equipment and did anchored sit-ups, once again, using the playground equipment.

I noticed the PT officiator staring at me while I was doing the sit-ups with his mouth wide open. He was either thinking I was totally hardcore...or totally hardcore crazy. Either way, CrossFit's workout today kicked the tail of whatever PT test the guys were out there doing this afternoon.

Only got through two rounds of Michael in 17:05 before Mr. Pukie and I had our very first rendezvous under the slide. It was very romantic.

Michael. What a bastard.

January 8, 2008

i just don't know what to do with myself.

Since I was awake at 8 a.m., I accomplished all my errands before noon. I had the whole day free.

So, I went to Wal-Mart and bought Season 1 of The Hills and watched it all afternoon. And holy crap, Heidi was so blown out back then. Her nose job, boob job, and platinum blond all-over color really did her some good.

Now, I am going to the living room to watch the DVR'd version of The Biggest Loser, which by the way, I have a major problem with.

*Insert soap box*

It is certainly unfair to participants of this reality show to simply approximate the amount of weight they lost in percentage form against each other. For instance, I could lose only 2 pounds, but drop 5% of my body fat. In fact, I could lose ZERO pounds and lose 3% of my body fat (which is exactly what has happened these last two weeks). Other people can lose 20 pounds and yet lose maybe 1 or 2% of body fat. Which do you think is actually more healthy?

Two people can be exactly the same height and same weight, but look completely different simply based on their body fat percentage. It is so unfair to these poor people (especially the women, who naturally have more difficulty losing weight than men and naturally have more body fat) to evaluate their progress by percentage of pounds lost.

That's what's wrong with America - we focus too much on the scale and not enough on what is actually going on inside our bodies. If you weigh 150 pounds, but have a low body fat percentage, chances are, you're all muscle and you're pretty darn healthy. If you weight 120 pounds, yet have a high body fat percentage, you're not. It's pretty simple, really.

What The Biggest Loser should do, instead, is measure each participant's body fat percentage and compare those figures from week to week. Whoever loses the most body fat should be the winner.

I just feel sorry for those contestants who really do need to lose body fat more so than weight and yet are discouraged simply because they don't see the numbers ticking away on the scale. THE SCALE IS NOT WHAT MATTERS, PEOPLE!!!

*Remove soap box*

OK, I'm done now :)

happy morning.

Look at the time. It's currently 9:08 a.m. and I'm awake! Insane!

My alarm clock went off at precisely 8 a.m. in tandem with my ringing cell phone on the dresser. I smacked the alarm clock off and answered the phone. "Hello?" I asked.

"Hey, girl," spoke a ruggedly handsome man on the other end.

"Hubby!!!!!" I smiled.

Ah, the best feeling in the world is waking up to the person you love, is it not?

January 7, 2008

x-men, you say?

I got a comment on myspace informing me that I now look like Jean Gray from X-Men. I guess I kinda do, huh?

ok, so i was productive.

It only took until about 3:45 and school buses were dropping kids off in the neighborhood, but I finally got off my tail and did some work around this place!

I swept the deck of all remaining Fall leaves and I must admit, it looks fabulous! I cleaned out my garage from top to bottom. I put away all the Christmas decor and sent it back up to the attic. I tidied up my front porch and it looks a million times better now.

And most importantly, I did a CrossFit workout! Thank you, God, for getting me off my lazy butt. It was a killer one, too, probably the hardest workout I've ever done! And it only lasted 17 minutes! That's why CrossFit is so great. In and out of the gym in the quickest time possible. Like ripping off a Band-Aid (that's what Aaron always says, at least).

I actually did the workout in my newly-clean garage. I felt like such a bad ass, blasting Three Days Grace, wearing my weight lifting gloves, using a stopwatch, tracking my time, using a towel as the only thing separating my knee caps and palms from the cement ground...it feels good to be a gangsta.

Oh, and I cleaned out my fridge yesterday. It no longer smells like rotten salmon and broccoli in there anymore :)

the new hair: unveiled.

I'm a little disappointed in the way these pictures turned out, because in real life, my highlights are BLONDE AS HELL! In these pictures, however, they look sort of light brown/orange. But you get the general idea. Just imagine the highlights a lot brighter.

Warning: I took a lot of pictures.

(P.S. I changed my mind last minute about the Sara Evans look. I wanted something more dramatic. I opted for blonde chunks all throughout instead of just on top.)

Viola!
The top of my head. Woohoo!
I think Aaron's right. He always tells me that the blonde makes my eyes look brighter...or something. And I think they do!
A very myspace picture. The color looks really orange here, but it's just the bathroom lighting.
A close up. Again, they're a lot lighter in reality. ;)
Tried to get in some better lighting. Still not very accurate.
And another.

what's on my mind...

  • I woke up super late today. Every time I woke up, I just thought, "Eh...why bother?" and then closed my eyes again. Finally, at 12:11 p.m., I finally rolled out of bed. I hate sleeping that late, but what else am I going to do??
  • Actually, I have plenty I could do. Let me share just a little of what is on my current "To Do" list: Workout (always), finish cleaning out my closet and drawers, tidy up my bathroom, clean out the garage, take down/put away all Christmas decor, clean out our vehicles, tidu up the front porch/re-paint the banisters, sweep the back deck, clean up my bedroom...blah!
  • I am IN LOVE with Chris Noth (aka Mr. Big from Sex and the City). Why is he so dang charming? I'm so happy that he is going to be in the movie version. Cannot wait for May!
  • I am about to e-mail the personnel director at my school district and let her know of my intentions: That perhaps, maybe, I would like to come back to the district as an elementary teacher instead of a high school teacher. What do you think? Honestly, elementary teachers, do you think I could handle finishing my Master's degree (AND THESIS) in late August and prepare to teach elementary for the first time, or do you think that would be like, insane? Give me your honest opinions. The last thing I want to do is take on more than I can handle. That makes me a very miserable person and I refuse to live like that again.
  • I still don't know how I feel about this hair. It is just so....blonde. Some of the chunks are border-line orange, and that is creeping me out. I just haven't gotten used to it yet.
  • I need to go eat. See ya on the flip side.

January 6, 2008

just like a tattoo...

I really want another tattoo. Badly.

I want a very, very, very small one located in a very hidden place. I'm talkin' less than an inch wide and about 4 centimeters tall. I already know what I want. But I'm not telling (unless I am coerced).

The question is: Do I get another or not?

Aaron would kill me. He likes the one I have by itself. But I think he'd also like the one I have imagined in my head.

To tattoo or not to tattoo?

It's true - they are addictive!!

once more, with feeling.

I know, I've changed my layout a thousand times, but that last one was stressing me out. I didn't like it at all. Too busy.

I'm thinking about sticking with this one for a while.

the sunday blues.

I took Kelly to the airport this morning and as expected, am feeling a little down. Sunday's are always the hardest, but having someone here for the past week and now having them gone has made today a little more difficult.

I came home and made some breakfast, checked my email, and then watched what was left of Steel Magnolias on TV. Man, I love that movie. That "Weezah" really cracks me up.

Then, I felt myself get really sleepy, so I allowed myself a two-hour nap. Now, I feel groggy and a little displaced. I have a "to do" list with about 10 things on it. I should start on it, but I can't seem to find the motivation. I mean, seriously, how exciting does cleaning out the fridge sound?

I need to workout, too. I hate Sundays.

January 5, 2008

"goodnight, you princes of maine, you kings of new england."

Kelly and I have been watching A LOT of movies since she's been here and I have a feeling that we'll be watching "Babel" later tonight because I just got it in on Netflix.

We watched Cider House Rules a couple of nights ago and I loved it! If you haven't seen it, go rent it, Netflix it, whatever you have to do. I told Aaron he has to watch it with me when he gets back.

P.S. I got my hair highlighted today and it is wicked blonde. I'll have a picture posted as soon as I feel comfortable revealing it. It is WAY different than it was before. It will definitely take a few days to get used to it. Yikes.

January 4, 2008

the bullet post.

Forgive my lack of posts lately. Kelly is here with me this week and blogging has kind of fallen to the way-side. She's asleep right now, though, so here I am. Hello.
  • I cleaned out my closet before she got here and I thought I'd share some pictures. I really could open a store.
The "to keep" pile.
The "going to Goodwill" pile.
Each hanger represents an article of clothing that I am either going to donate to Goodwill or sell at the base thrift shop. Insanity!
The "to keep" pile once more.

  • I am a little upset by the recent Britney Spears development. Kelly and I were watching E! late last night when the news broke. If you don't know what I'm talking about, you can read one of the many versions of the story here. It just makes me sad for many reasons. I feel sorry for the girl and the kids and for those photographers. Ugh. It's just horrible.
  • Today is Aaron's 27th birthday! I sent him a "happy birthday" package a while ago. His birthday present was two tickets to Breaking Benjamin, Seether, and Three Days Grace in February. Woohoo! Happy birthday, love! You still light my fire ;)
  • If you're on my myspace page, feel free to take a gander at pictures from New Year's Eve. As I noted on my bulletin, most of the pictures were staged. No, we were not intoxicated; no, we didn't really have as much fun as the pictures depict; no, Kelly is not kissing me.
  • I really need to go to the gym today.
  • I get my hair cut and colored tomorrow. Super excited about that!
  • I really have nothing else to say. How sad.
 
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