Sunday, April 20, 2014

A Run To Remember

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A week from today I will be running in the OKC Memorial Half Marathon. I am excited, nervous, and feeling incredibly unready all at once. But I know that I will get through it—and I am looking forward to the experience. Looking forward to it not just because it will be my first half, but because I grew up in Oklahoma and being a part of the tradition that honors what we lost on April 19th, 19 years ago will mean a lot to me.

I was four years old when the Murrah bombing happened. As you can imagine, it was an awful experience for the whole area. I was too little to fathom everything that had happened and the significance of all the lives lost, but watching the adults around me react to everything has stuck in my head.

The bombing has affected this community in every way—and still does. But as we all know—something as horrible as this does serve to bring people closer together, so the affects have not all been negative. When I lost my dad at eleven I attended a grief support group at a place called The Kids Place, which was founded to help children who had lost parents and siblings in the bombing. Had there been no bombing, I would have been lost and lonely without the comfort of that institution.

And of course there is the marathon, “A run to remember”. Every year spectators who lost family members come out and hold signs with encouragements and dedications to their loved ones. All marathons are emotional experiences, but I am sure this one will be even more so—especially for me.

I am both running for those lost in the bombing, and for my sister, filledwithsweetness —who was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes that same day. 19 years of her life have been spent with the disease, and although she has been able to lead a nearly-normal life through the advances medicine and technology have made, there is still no cure. When I was little I was jealous of her, for all the attention she received. I didn’t understand what her diagnosis meant. That she probably hasn’t had a single day, a full 24 hours, where she felt completely normal and good the whole day through in over 19 years. Having her with me, by my side, remembering those lives affected and lost by the bombing as well as herself and her own strength will be the most emotional part of the day.

We might not do this thing fast (that’s guaranteed). We might have to take breaks to eat lots of glucose tablets. We may be the last to cross the finish line. But dammit, we’re doing it. I can’t wait for this experience.

Playing around with my laptop at work— which I brought because I assumed today would be slow, being Easter and all. I discovered I have a webcam! WHAT IS THIS MAGIC?! I’m in awe! Sooooo enjoy my first-of-many selfie-gifs. AH!
Ps. Last night’s hair minus last nights make-up. Here is to not showering but washing my face because i’m not 100% disgusting… just 75%

Playing around with my laptop at work— which I brought because I assumed today would be slow, being Easter and all. I discovered I have a webcam! WHAT IS THIS MAGIC?! I’m in awe! Sooooo enjoy my first-of-many selfie-gifs. AH!

Ps. Last night’s hair minus last nights make-up. Here is to not showering but washing my face because i’m not 100% disgusting… just 75%

Happy Sunday! Happy Easter! Happy Ishtar!

Happy-whatever-today-may-mean-for-you-if-anything-at-all-day!

Fun fact: I’m not religious. At all. Thus working on Easter Sunday is not at all a problem for me— although, lets be real, I’d so much rather be at home on 4/20 than working ten hours at the clinic. 

Fun fact #2: Because I am a sex-therapist/educator-in-training I love the fertility aspect of Easter. As in, the “easter” celebration of “Ishtar”. You know. With bunnies and eggs and spring time stuff. As a result I have gotten Cody an “Ishtar Basket” every year we have been together that has things like chocolate, peeps, condoms, lube, vibrating cock rings, and vulva shaped lollipops in it. Best girlfriend? Why yes I am 

Fun fact #3: Last night was amazing, thank you for asking about it. I don’t have any pretty pictures of me all dressed up— thanks to drinking too much before being like “hey lets take a selfie”. But I felt gorgeous and got many compliments and really enjoyed myself. Score. 

Fun fact #4: I was woken up this morning with bacon and eggs served to me in bed. Lovely. Best boyfriend? Why yes, I’m dating him. 

Friday, April 18, 2014
LOOK HOW CUTE MY ANIMAL IS. Look at her! Isn’t she adorable?! With the way she is laying and the way her eyes are every time I look at her I think “Paint me like one of your French girls, Jack”.
Cody and I are getting so much closer to having his place be move-in-ready. We have cleaned out both spare rooms completely and the hall bathroom, as well as Cody’s closet to make room for my own clothes. I’m not going to lie to you—the place is not ‘nice’. It is decent and a lot of space for a really reasonable price while we save to buy a house at the end of the year. It will work for now. But cleaning it up? Oh my. It has not been easy.
Just imagine: three bedrooms. A rotation of bachelor men. No vacuum for years. No dusting. On and off smoking roommates. Drunken parties (lots of them). A massive rottie who shed a ton while he was alive, followed by a medium sized rottie mix who is shedding a ton currently.
We still need to have the carpets cleaned, the kitchen cleaned and tiles bleached, Cody’s (our) bedroom straightened up and organized, and to take down all the posters of the naked women in the garage. But progress has been made, people! And that’s what counts!
I think I’ve drank my weight in water today (good!) and eaten really well to boot. I feel slimmed and light and not-bloated, which is exactly what I was aiming for for the wedding reception tomorrow. I’m really looking forward to a night of fun with friends.
Hmmm… what else… what else… I think that’s it. I’m going to hop off of here and take a Personality Theories quiz. I know. I do it up big on Friday nights!!

LOOK HOW CUTE MY ANIMAL IS. Look at her! Isn’t she adorable?! With the way she is laying and the way her eyes are every time I look at her I think “Paint me like one of your French girls, Jack”.

Cody and I are getting so much closer to having his place be move-in-ready. We have cleaned out both spare rooms completely and the hall bathroom, as well as Cody’s closet to make room for my own clothes. I’m not going to lie to you—the place is not ‘nice’. It is decent and a lot of space for a really reasonable price while we save to buy a house at the end of the year. It will work for now. But cleaning it up? Oh my. It has not been easy.

Just imagine: three bedrooms. A rotation of bachelor men. No vacuum for years. No dusting. On and off smoking roommates. Drunken parties (lots of them). A massive rottie who shed a ton while he was alive, followed by a medium sized rottie mix who is shedding a ton currently.

We still need to have the carpets cleaned, the kitchen cleaned and tiles bleached, Cody’s (our) bedroom straightened up and organized, and to take down all the posters of the naked women in the garage. But progress has been made, people! And that’s what counts!

I think I’ve drank my weight in water today (good!) and eaten really well to boot. I feel slimmed and light and not-bloated, which is exactly what I was aiming for for the wedding reception tomorrow. I’m really looking forward to a night of fun with friends.

Hmmm… what else… what else… I think that’s it. I’m going to hop off of here and take a Personality Theories quiz. I know. I do it up big on Friday nights!!

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Anonymous asked: You shouldn't feel hot you should feel absolutely gorgeous :)

Aw thank you for the compliment, but I think that I’ll go ahead and feel both ;)

Confession: I love the Kardashians

True life. So while my sister’s little one takes a nap and I catch up on the show I felt like I would sit down and talk to you guys for a bit. 

Today was a day of shopping- shopping-shopping! Cody and I have a friend’s wedding reception on Saturday (they got married out of country and are having the reception to celebrate this weekend) and I had absolute NOTHING to wear (says every girl with a completely full closet ever). Cody informed me that the night was going to be fancy as can be, as in he is wearing a tux fancy, so I had to go out and find the perfect dress. Being that I work as a nanny I am not made of money— unlike most of the financial analysts this reception is sure to be hosting— so I called up my friend Chelsey and we went to Ross to find some sweet deals. The mission was entirely successful and I think I bought five dresses for the price of one. Options!

Then of course I had to get a new lipstick to match. And some jewelry (which I didn’t actually find. But I tried). 

I’m thinking I should probably do one of blogilates's detox drinks to just clean out my system and get extra pretty for the event. We so rarely get to go out and do a whole night of fun that I think I'm a little extra excited. 

You guys have been SO supportive and lovely since I posted my most recent before and after! I’ve got alllll that love rolling in, and I’m sending it straight back to you! I really should probably not be so lazy and make an FAQ— since I’ve got a lot of repeated questions in my ask box. But honestly I don’t mind taking the time to answer everyone individually so we’ll see. 

OH YOU GUYS YOU GUYS While I was waiting at the shops for Chelsey to get there I ducked into a pet store to look at the kittens and maybe get a treat for my own Kitty and THERE WAS A CAT THAT COULD HAVE BEEN KITTY’S TWIN. I freaked out. I just wanted to adopt it on the spot. It was so precious. I really hope it finds a home soon!

I’ve got just two weeks (less than!) until my half marathon. I’m kinda freaking out. BUT I’m doing it with my sister, and it is my first, so no matter how fast I finish it— as long as I finish it— I’ll have a new PR and feel like a super successful person. 

I’m sort of running out of things to say. Cody and I’s moving in is going swell. School is going swell. All that jazz. 

Love you bunches. Hope your days are going great!

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

So thankful for all the love coming in from you all!

I’ve had a crazy busy day today and am currently helping Cody clean out his closet to make room for my stuff as we prepare to move in together— BUT I had to stop by and just say I am so appreciative of you all.

I promise to get to messages and feedback ASAP! Keep up all that awesomeness you’re achieving!

Love-love-love being sent right back to you!

Tuesday, April 15, 2014
I do feel like I’ve been going overboard with the before and afters recently— but you guys, I just feel really hot. I’m so proud of my progress. And when you’ve been as tired and “blah” as I have been recently its nice to have something that makes you feel good about yourself. 

I do feel like I’ve been going overboard with the before and afters recently— but you guys, I just feel really hot. I’m so proud of my progress. And when you’ve been as tired and “blah” as I have been recently its nice to have something that makes you feel good about yourself. 

Monday, April 14, 2014

It was 80• yesterday. It’s currently snowing.

Oh hi, Oklahoma! Good to know your mood swings are as present as ever!

Sunday, April 13, 2014
we’re going to pretend like last night didn’t happen, K?I can’t begin to tell you guys how much easier my runs are when I have this cutie-pie accompanying me. I have been taking her with me on almost all of them recently— but I feel bad dragging her along for my long-run days, so she only does part of my Sunday run with me. This was shot at a much needed water break. 
Roxy is a mix, but Cody had a Rottweiler when we started dating (who unfortunately passed away) that was just as sweet— and actually a lot more gentle than she is. It always boggles my mind that people can be so breed biased against them! When we were out today we passed an old man and some little terrier twice. The second time we encountered them he asked me if my dog was “social”. After I said yes, he said that he just always has to double check with rotties— he is very wary of them— but that if she was social we should let them say hello to each other. 
Now. I was a little irritated at this, but not much, just because I think it’s dumb that people have this preconceived notion that because she has rottie blood Roxy must be some viscous killer. On the contrary. In fact, it was all I could do to keep myself from saying something when his little runt dog was the one who tried to bite her. And you know what this wild, attack dog of mine did in response? Yelped and rolled over onto her back. 
Yup. The 55lb rottie mix terrified of a 9lb wired haired loser pup. Go figure. She’s scared of the cat too though, so I guess I really shouldn’t have been surprised. 
Besides that little blip we had a gorgeous run this morning. And although it was more walk than run— I enjoyed myself. Despite how long it took. Despite how tired I now am. Finally feeling like I may possibly actually be able to finish this half marathon when the time comes around.

we’re going to pretend like last night didn’t happen, K?

I can’t begin to tell you guys how much easier my runs are when I have this cutie-pie accompanying me. I have been taking her with me on almost all of them recently— but I feel bad dragging her along for my long-run days, so she only does part of my Sunday run with me. This was shot at a much needed water break. 

Roxy is a mix, but Cody had a Rottweiler when we started dating (who unfortunately passed away) that was just as sweet— and actually a lot more gentle than she is. It always boggles my mind that people can be so breed biased against them! When we were out today we passed an old man and some little terrier twice. The second time we encountered them he asked me if my dog was “social”. After I said yes, he said that he just always has to double check with rotties— he is very wary of them— but that if she was social we should let them say hello to each other. 

Now. I was a little irritated at this, but not much, just because I think it’s dumb that people have this preconceived notion that because she has rottie blood Roxy must be some viscous killer. On the contrary. In fact, it was all I could do to keep myself from saying something when his little runt dog was the one who tried to bite her. And you know what this wild, attack dog of mine did in response? Yelped and rolled over onto her back. 

Yup. The 55lb rottie mix terrified of a 9lb wired haired loser pup. Go figure. She’s scared of the cat too though, so I guess I really shouldn’t have been surprised. 

Besides that little blip we had a gorgeous run this morning. And although it was more walk than run— I enjoyed myself. Despite how long it took. Despite how tired I now am. Finally feeling like I may possibly actually be able to finish this half marathon when the time comes around.