Wednesday, July 17, 2013
The Road Less Traveled
Monday, July 1, 2013
Lofty Goals
Friday, June 21, 2013
Welcomed Back with Bells, Wedding Bells . . .
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
30 Day Challenge
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Inspired
I will be starting classes up again this fall and I am really looking forward to having this space and being able to use it and be comfortable it. I really hope that it also helps my succeed with my future endeavours as well.
I have really begun to push myself to do well with my Independent Distributor path for Shaklee as I firmly believe that I am capable of doing this as long as I put in the work.
Well enough blabber from me here are the before and after (3 different set ups for after) pictures:
| this is kind of a little bit of all of the different corners and angles in the room before |
| Have my new desk now just need to remove the couch and figure out placement |
| Placement and configuration one |
| this is the last and final configuration for the night at least :-) potentially longer as I'm currently sitting here and pretty happy with the way I'm sitting and the comfort of everything |
For now I say good night and I am quite sure that I'll have more pictures and updates. I'm feeling creative and inspired so one never knows what can happen!
Cheers! xoxo
Friday, April 19, 2013
Shaklee Independent Distributor
| My New business card! |
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Weigh in week
My weigh in did not go well this week, however I think I knew it was coming. I gained 1.2 pounds. I realized that my not going to the gym and not skiing and lack of pt visits while still being on the same eating regimen I had been on or if I want to stay on it as it wasn't horribly unhealthy, I really need to kick it up. I swam today , probably the farthest I've swam in quite a while. I swam 1/4 mile and I'm hoping that I can continue to keep that up and possibly surpass and get myself back to a mile. Lesson learned. Today I swam hard and I'm going to shoot for some swim time tomorrow. Possibly Saturday as well
I have no excuses right now other than enjoying sleep and always wanting to be snuggled under a blanket. But like I said in my previous post I have no excuse. There are men and woman who serve our country and do way more than me on a daily basis so there are no excuses for me. I'm going to lose the weight I need to to feel better about me and be happy. So here I go . . .
Cheers! Xoxo
May the best card win!
I am going to put up the pictures of my top contenders and I'm hoping for input from everyone as to the one you like best and why! I thank you in advance!!
Cheers! Xoxo
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Inspiration
Way too long in between posts here. I weighed in last Wednesday and lost .5 pounds. Not a lot but still better than gaining. I haven't been quite as cautious about what I have been eating and I real,y should be especially since I haven't been as diligent about working out either.
Thursday night I had the opportunity to meet two amazing men. They are both military men who have served our country and actually continue too. They have started their own company called Iron Art and had a contest online where you upload a picture of yourself wearing the Syracuse university Otto tee shirt they designed and they picked their favorites. I discover end Tuesday that I was one of the winners. So Thursday night they hosted a gathering and gave the winners an original framed copy of the original sketches they drew for the shirt while in Afghanistan. Meeting these men was such a blessing and inspiration for me. It reminded me how lucky I and the rest of this country really are. It also really inspired me to look at things in my life differently. I want to really put forth more effort into my weight loss and tracking it, more effort into making this blog work for me, not using my being lazy as an excuse. There are men who go on 5 day missions and barely sleep and when they aren't on missions still barely sleep because of the conditions in which they live. Feeling tired and being lazy are no ,longer valid excuses. I want to set a better example for my boys of what hard work really is.
With this being said I will be posting a picture of my very unflatteringly minorly clothed self as well as my measurements. I also am going back to school in the fall to get my BA in business. School this has spurred the idea for me to turn my sun room into a sitting room / library / office. Jim has his space in the basement that I did for him so I'd like my own space I decided. So as I go along there will,l be pictures of me and my sunroom during their transformations.
I've never felt better about the decisions I'm making as I'm continuing on my journey to 30!
Cheers! Xoxo
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Ode to Ryan
While Ryan was not my first restaurant manager to become my friend, he's definitely one of my most vocal and stubborn. I truly adore him and we've become good friends from where we've started. When I first took over as his restaurant accountant (RA) he gave me a horrible time and made my life hell. Ryan was needed and being Italian very loud and constantly yelling at me for something that he wanted/needed from me that I could never seem to get to him fast enough. I finally let the Italian side in me out one day and yelled back at him for being a brat. We've been friends ever since. His store was completely remodeled almost two years ago now and when they had their Grand reopening I went. It was about a thirty minute drive and I brought my two boys with me. It was a good time and nice to meet him in person finally as well as some of the others in the store that I had the oppotunity to speak with on a regular basis.
We joke that we are now one anothers boo's, as we are both in commited relationships and he also doesn't date "white girls" as he puts it. HAHA He sends me pictures of his kids as do I and we check in with one another on how our families are doing and what may or maynot be new in our lives. I am no longer his RA since I've begun working part time, but it doesn't stop him from calling me and asking me too look into things and adjust things for him. I don't mind since he's my friend and it's an opportuniry for us to catch up.
So as I mentioned Ryan isn't my first RM friend. My very first friend came in the form of Matt from Ohio. He called to tell me that he'd recently won the title of Restaurant Manager of the year and he wanted to thank me for helping him whenever he needed it. He also said that he'd be coming to Syracuse later in the year and we agreed to try and meet up face to face as I'd been talking to him and been his RA for almost a year at that point and we also discovered he and I were the same age. Matt's very best friend is Molly another RM that I was gradually becoming friends with courtesy of Matt. Some how a conversation came up that I enjoyed baking and between the three of us decided that we were going to have a bake off. We also decided, as conversations grew more interesting and more often, that Matt and Molly should come visit us for somthing different and fun. So Matt overnighted me some chocolate chip cookies, which I have to say were quite delicious, and the following weekend they were coming to visit so I'd make them mine when they got here. There isn't a person on the planet who didn't think all three of us were nuts for forging this friendship and that they were driving from Ohio to NY to meet a girl that didn't know other than over the phone. And how crazy was I that I was going to hang out with them and have them come here not knowing what type of people they were other than a couple of RM's I'd talked to on the phone at work and via text.
They came and it was truly and awesome weekend. We went to Dinosaur BBQ and the next night we went to dinner and Kareokee and it was truly a riot and filled with loads of laughs. I also had another friend who came along that was a co worker of mine at the time, Alicia.
Alicia and I had such a riot with them we decided that we were going to go out there. So Alicia and I took a Friday afternoon off and drove to Ohio. What a weekend!!! The weekend was a whirlwind, large in part because we actually stayed at Molly's house and we had a DD for the night. We did kareokee again and dinners and canoeing and bonfires.
My relationships with Matt and Molly have become stronger over time and Molly and I have helped one another get through some difficult times and I can't help but think we were brought into one anothers lives for that purpose. Matt has also been through a lot and I don't know that I was as there for him as I was Molly, but I did make sure he knew I was here if he needed me and that is something that still stands true for them even now.
When Ryan called me and told me that he'd been online and saw my blog posts I was actually surprised. I was even more suprised when he asked me to write about him. HAHA He did request that I wrote soley about him and I wasn't sure I could do that, but since he put the idea in my brain I decided this was an excellent opportunity to write about my closest co workers who became freinds and how thankful I am to have them in my life and how much I appreciate their friendships.
Cheers! XOXO
Time Flies When You're Having Fun
Well I had an entire blog typed up Thursday that I thought I posted and only just realized today that I didn't. Senior moment?? Or is it too soon for that? So I suppose that I have a lot to talk about.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
Oh How Life Is Full of Changes
Friday night I couldn't help, as I was wondering what to write about, but notice how much my life has changed. My weeks and weekends.
Nights for me used to be about my job and going out with my friends and making sure I always had the cutest and most in-style clothing. From the age of 15 I had a job and it was working in the coatroom of a local bar/restaurant. Every Thursday through Saturday you were guaranteed to find me in the coatroom at the Scotch-N-Sirloin. As I got older I would occasionally hostess but I loved my little hole in the wall space and got to meet some of the most amazing people that way. But it was also a life style far too advanced for a teenager. All of the other employees were my elder by at least 5 years. I was the baby of the crew, but I was also babied by the crew. They let me get away with a lot and I probably experienced more between the ages of 15-18 than I ever should have, but they were my work family and I knew no different.
Now I look at my nights and it's about bed time stories and ambiguous questions to delay bed time just a little bit more. It's about singing them the songs they choose, and usually having too look up the words! I know that my clothes aren't the most trendy and in-style fashion and my make up is rarely done if on at all and my hair . . . well lets not even go there. I will say it's one of the things I have every intention of trying to keep trendy and will get the cut and it's great for a week but then I always resort back to a bun or ponytail. But sometimes I look back on that young girl and think wow she had fun and if I could go back to that life would I, but then I think about my boys sleeping upstairs and the man sitting next to me watching TV with me and think about my yoga pants and my hooded sweatshirt and know there is no place I would rather be.
I also have to note that my Friday nights haven't changed a whole lot. I went from eating on Friday nights with my parents from 6-15, to working there from 15-20 and then back to eating with them there on Fridays nights again. A tradition that is now shared with my children, who will never be allowed to work there or in any restaurant now that I know what goes on behind the scenes! This is also a late fall, winter and early spring tradition. The minute the snow melts we spend our weekends at my parents house in the Adirondacks. Another tradition that I am so thankful for having experienced and am able to share with my boys.
So while I sometimes wish that I could go back and be as thin as I was back then, that's about all I wish for. Tomorrow is weigh in day now that I've mentioned my weight. I'm hoping I lose again. I'm not sure though with this random illness thrown in. I didn't eat much and drank a lot of water but hoping that didn't cause some random bloating. I guess we'll find out tomorrow!!!
Cheers xoxo
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Pulled Pork Recipe
I chose to purchase boneless pork chops, they have A LOT less fat but still just enough to create deliciously goodness!
Wednesday Weigh In
Cheers! xoxo
Monday, March 18, 2013
March Madness
I have experienced sadness, loss, deceit and more than a roller coaster of emotions and the month is only half over! Through every twist and turn and loop-d-loop it has become more apparent how lucky I am to have the people I have in my life.
Jim is my rock and absolute support. Even if he doesn't always agree with or understand my view, he's there for me. There never seems to be a dull moment in our lives or relationship, and no matter how much he's worked or how stressed/tired he is, he is there for me. I found that to be especially comforting this month.
I am also fortunate enough to have 3 unbelievably close girl friends, all who I've know for relatively the same amount of time. For different reasons they are all still in my life and were equally important in my life this month, as they are every other month also.
With March being coming in like a lion, I'm hoping to see if off like a lamb. Wednesday officially starts my weigh in / check in on here and I know that I'm going to need their support and encouragement as I continue forward.
Losing weight and turning 30 have become more of a big deal to me than maybe they should, but with this has come a new form of enlightenment. I am starting to eat healthier, live healthier and teach my boys about healthy living habits. Not that it matters to them, they are tall and skinny bean poles no matter what they eat! I also want to feel better about myself. I feel as though in my first 29 years I've been rather abusive to my body and as I grow older I'm learning how important it is to take care of this, as it's the only one I have.
Step one for me: clearing my head and learning to accept my body for it's flaws and learning to listen to my body and intuitiveness. I've completed one full week of meditation for a 21 day challenge that DeePak Chopra and Oprah teamed up to create.
Step two for me: we went grocery shopping tonight after work and for the first time in over a year we did not buy any soda. (Pepsi Max has become my addiction) It was difficult to leave the store with out it and Jim was also extremely confused as to why I skipped that isle completely. I need caffeine there is no doubt in my mind, since I love tea so much I am going to make the effort to drink much more green/black/chai or any other tea that you all recommend! I will also be incorporating much more water into my diet (one bottle every couple of days really isn't enough).
Tomorrow will be step three: trying to engage in a regular work out routine as skiing has ended and I need to get in the habit of some kind of work out routine.
If you have any suggestions for me or words of encouragement or even some helpful tactics I am always willing to try them!
Cheers! xoxo
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Two Faces?
David was born with a deformity of his face that plagued him and caused ruthless and incessant teasing all while growing up. In spite of that he was seemingly happy and loved Star Wars, computers and playing the drums. He was also playing air drums with his pencils, pens or drumsticks as he began to carry them with him all the time in high-school. He reminded me of someone who would fit in well with the characters from the show Big Bang Theory, for lack of a better comparison. We weren't so close that when we all graduated that we stayed in contact but I would never hesitate to say hello when I saw him.
While going through my divorce I had to move back into my parents house and began visiting the local grocery store down the street from their house and over time learned that he was a manager there. He actually reminded me that I didn't need to feel embarrassed or like my pride was taking a hit when I needed to use WIC to help me provide for my son and I. David was as a whole a nice guy and good friend.
Fast forward to Thursday night and the news reports a woman carjacked, stabbed, and her ten year old was attacked. Friday morning comes around and sadly the woman died at the hospital and it was discovered her daughter was raped. When the name and age of the person who committed this monstrous crime was announced, I thought no way is the same person I know. It MUST be a coincidence. The boys I've known my whole life and reminded me what a good mom/person I am could not have done this . . . I was wrong.
It would appear no matter how well you think you know some one, what they do, how they think, how they feel, how they view the world is so different from that who they portray to the outside world. I spent an entire day in denial. It was almost as if my brain wouldn't let me accept that my friend and this monster were the same person. This morning I read the same article twice along with an updated one, the picture of the boy described in the news paper article was the description of my friend. My brain finally allowed me to process that this monster and the person who once was my friend were in fact the same person. I cried. I cried like a baby. I cried for that boy who used to be my friend, I cried for the little girl who is now orphaned and no longer innocent.
What kind of psychotic break causes a person to behave in such a manner? How can one person spend so much time pretending to be one persona to the outside world and then secretly be someone so completely different. What must it be like to live two separate lives, to have two faces?
I can't help but begin to reevaluate all of my friendships with people. Those who I don't consider so close they've become my family, but people whom I think of as friends, who say hi in passing. Is that person really who I've always thought they were and thought I knew? It also makes me wonder how much of what they tell me and allow me to know is for a reason, are they hiding something?? I do know that in a 48 hour period I learned things are not always what they seem, neither are people regardless of how well you think you know them.
I suppose this is just another life lesson learned on my way to becoming thirty. With only four months before my birthday, I'm hoping that this is the last of my major life lessons to learn.
On a much much lighter note, tomorrow is Saint Patrick's Day and as an Irish girl I'm planning a big day for my family, filled with Guinness Beef Stew, Irish Soda Bread, and Guinness brownies!!!
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Cheers to 30!
Me, "They are playing Pitt"
Collin, "Oh, like Pitt Romney?!"
There is never a dull moment in a house with one mom and two little boys and a dad who may as well be one of the little boys. I wouldn't change it for the world and it's taken me a long time to come to this place. I have never written a blog but as I'm approaching the cusp of 30, escaping my younger years and moving on to becoming an adult, if you dare, looking back I think about how much I've been through, where I am now, and realize how much I have changed. By the time I was 21 I was married with a one month old baby (John), a place I never saw myself being at such a young age. By 22 I was divorced with a one year old and no job and a little unsure of where this next adventure was going to take me. It was a scary and intimidating place. I was lucky enough to have an amazing support system of family and friends who helped me get on my feet. My divorce was nothing less than messy and horrible, but after 8 years it's safe to say that my ex husband and I are friends which makes co parenting that much more tolerable. The next man in my life (Jimmy) not only stepped up as a support system for me but as an amazing step father to my son and when we had a son of our own (Collin) continued to prove how amazing he is.
Don't get my wrong we've had our ups and downs over the past 7 years but we've pulled through everything together and stronger each time. He has been such an amazing inspiration to me to be a better person. He also pushes me to my limit to make me prove to myself that I'm stronger and smarter then I let my self believe.
I'll be 30 this July and was recently at the Dr.'s and they pointed out that I still have my baby weight and since my boys are (John)8 and (Collin)5, that's something that really needs to be addressed as it would also take pressure off of my knee and back. Jim has been kind enough to take on a second job working for our local YMCA so that they boys can take swim lessons and be involved there and so that I can work out to lose the weight I need.
This brings me to the other reason for wanting to start this blog. I'm going to start tracking my weight loss progress on here (good or bad). I imagine that posting my weight tracking on a weekly basis after I weigh in every Wednesday at Weight Watchers will hold me more than accountable to two venues, the group from weight watchers and those who are actually kind enough to read this.
Today is actually my ninth week with weight watchers and currently I'm down 9.7 pounds which I can say I'm quite proud of. Next week I plan to post pictures of myself and my weight loss/gain amount.
This is a new adventure in my life and I'm excited to start it and hope you enjoy coming along with me on this journey that is my life!






