It's about dang time

THE INSPIRATION:

AH! Haha *drools*... I love this dress! Basically, it's fabulous. A perfect party dress. Mostly I love it for the zebra print at the bottom. Ask anyone. I'm a sucker for zebra print. I even convinced one of the reps from a frame manufacturer I used to work with at my previous place of employ to talk them into putting it on the outside of a frame. And they did. Then he gave me the frame for free. Hello fabulous sunglasses!

And what girl doesn't need an amazing pair of boots? Every girl does, I tell you! Do these go mid-thigh? Yes. Yes, they do. They remind me of pirate boots and I love them. I've always dreamed of becoming a pirate wench and sailing away. This may just be my chance. Just need to find a ship and the hunky pirate that goes with it. (and as my fabulous little brother pointed out, these would provide a grand place to stow an easily accessible knife. Perfectly pirate-y.) Arrrrgh.


The best part? I already own both of these portentous items. Mmhmmm. Life is positively grand!


THE MEANS:

Say hello to my new best friends! These babies.... I tell you, I've said it before and I'll say it again: The shoes make all the difference! Granted, every time I've said it before I was referring to the success and overall statement of an outfit... But seriously, the right running shoes will literally make or break you. Physically. And physical breakdowns lead to mental breakdowns. Let's go for avoiding those, yes? I feel good about that. And, because old habits die hard (unless you're willing to unceremoniously slaughter them, like i am currently doing with many in my life right now), these shoes are also my new best friends for one more reason. They are now the most expensive pair I own. By a LONG shot. Not that they're worth the most (that would be the aforementioned boots worth about three hundred big ones, but do i ever pay full price for my designer stuff? ha. heck no.) So I've got to use these puppies to justify the purchase. I've never felt so good about such a big investment in myself. So far, they are performing just beautifully with the challenges I've presented them with. And that's saying something.

Now, I couldn't find an exact picture of this next one (i've been very particular about that with the previous pictures. they're all exactly what I have), and yes, I could just go take a picture of it myself, but it's a little too dark for that. I may come back and edit this part of the post later though... Anyway, the next part is the fully equipped, totally awesome weight machine with all the bells and whistles that my family has down in the basement. The running program I am currently working on only has three workouts per week. So I'm throwing in a little cross training on my off days. This will mostly be weight training, but I may add some pool time and pilates in there as well. I want to focus on lifting first and foremost though. I'm definitely looking into some help with this one... (then, in a few months, it's on to p90x. yeah, i'll defs keep y'all posted on that. it'll for sure be interesting!)

There are far too many individuals to credit them all, but the people who inspire and believe in me are a huge part of this. I definitely wouldn't be able to make any of these lifestyle changes without my family and friends who are keeping me in line. Most specifically, my workout buddy Heather. She has played an irreplaceable role in getting me started with all of this. And she's doing it with me. That's motivation enough, I can't let her get too far ahead of me; I'm way too competitive for that! There's also my dad, who is many months ahead of me in this process. A mentor and advocate for my success. These people are precious to me and make me want to be the very best I can be.

And lastly, but most certainly not least, I know I will come out victorious and on top because of my indomitable fighting spirit. I refuse to be beaten. I am going to take this challenge I've been facing for the majority of my life and kick it's sorry, impalpable backside. Anyone who knows me well can tell you I'm one of the most stubborn people you will ever have the chance to meet. Once I really commit to something, nothing can get in my way that will stop me.

Because of this, I feel like this particular poem (which is a personal favorite) is quite fitting and apropos.

Invictus by William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

What to do, what to do

Unemployment does not suit me.

I don't know what to do with myself these days.


A change is needed. Desperately.

And the award goes to....

So I may or may not have just spent a whole lot of American dollars on tickets to the National Finals Rodeo for my little brother's birthday. And myself, of course, cause he'll need a chaperon, seeing as he's only 13 years old.

We are super excited. It's going to be a freaking party!



I definitely win best sister of the year.

And we don't even care if Chelsea thinks we're turning into rednecks. In fact, we find it kind of funny.

On a side note

I was reading through my past blahg entries and I realized I had lost sight of the original intent of said blahg.

Which is funny, because my main focus is very obviously stated right in the title and somehow I've managed to not see it for awhile...

Well, in an attempt to make it a little more interesting the other day, I started looking for a music gadget of some sort to add here, because I really do love music. It is a VERY bright and shiny object in my life.

So it just seemed fitting.

Anyhoo, in my attempts to find this music, I came across what may be the greatest discovery possible for this blahg. You may have noticed it already. I added it about a week or so ago.

IT'S FISH!

Dang straight. And I only realized just how perfect it was after I had spent about ten minutes making them chase my cursor around and trying to make them bigger by feeding them lots and lots of food (which, disappointingly enough, doesn't happen).

When I saw how much time had elapsed, I said to myself, "Um, hellooooo?? Got BSOS anyone? Oh, that's right. I do." (that's right, i talk to myself too. don't try to psychoanalyze me, i'm sure it wouldn't be pretty...)

I proceeded to add them. I challenge anyone to look at them and not touch them. And then tell me about it so I can know you tell gargantuan falsehoods.

One last thing before I head out. I have a joke for you all:



What do you call a fish with no eyes?

A FSH!

Seriously?

Sometimes I really do think I need professional help.

I've always been one of those people who will see crappy situations of others and say to myself something along the lines of "Why is that person letting this happen? Why don't they DO something about it??" And don't come knocking on my door looking for sympathy with these situations cause you won't find it.

Ha.

And then what do you know, I go and get myself into THE SAME SITUATION. Ok, maybe not the exact same situation, but similar. You get my drift.

Like I said, professional help is needed around here every once in a while... (if you hadn't noticed that already, i'd suggest some for you as well. that or you're just not too bright.)

Not that I don't recognize the situation for what it is. I do. And I say something and fight it for a second and then I stop and get walked all over all over again. (p.s. no, that's not a typo. i said it twice on purpose.)

Well, enough is enough. I've had it. No more Mrs. Nice Guy. The gloves are coming off. (feel free to insert any other corny sayings you feel are appropriate at this time.) Etc...etc...etc... You people who have taken it upon yourselves to make my life a living hell for the past little while are going to get what's coming to you...

I do love a good comeuppance now and then. It may or may not be my favorite spectator sport.

That is all.