Some days are great, others are not...but no matter what twists and turns I encounter, you can be sure I'm going to write about it!
Showing posts with label Phat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Phat. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

blurbalicious

I never dry my shirts or pants in a dryer; I hang my shirts to dry in my closet, and drape my pants over the back of my kitchen chairs

I am extremely tough on myself

I think my passion for life is misleading and often times intimidating

Laundry depresses me

...So does dating

Sometimes, I take an opposing side just for the sake of a great discussion

I see the good in people, and am mostly in denial about the negative aspects of people

Little man amazes me more and more each day

Often times, I wonder if broken relationships from the past will ever be mended

I am obsessively narcissistic about my blog. Some days I really want to be funny, others I strictly want to vent...but everyday I constantly check my site stats (kind of sick, eh?)

I have a really thick Minnesotan accent

I wish I had a circle of single parent friends...or even just parent friends that I could relate to and turn to for support

I hate money

I love school/learning

I admire people who can run a mile without stopping

I wonder if I'll ever be invited to play a role in someones wedding

I am almost convinced that I'm addicted to sugar

Tonight is the first time in as long as I can remember that I washed some clothes, and actually put them away in the same night


Those are a few blurbs about me...stealing borrowing inspiration from Cheryl, are there any questions you feel like asking me? Anything, really...Remember, you'll never know unless you ask :) (well, that's not totally true, but work with me people!)

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Now it's time to think think think!**

I have been pondering and brainstorming about how and what I can do to change my life around. I am so upset about my current state that it is taking anything and everything to hold back the tears, and put on a non-self-conscious smile at work. I have a good feeling I am going to break down in tears the second I get to my car...
SOOO, in order to combat my obese-ness, I am going to publicly pledge to do the following:
Cut down on television time - Since I'm not a huge re-run fan, I stopped watching a lot of television during the writers strike...and since the strike is over, I am going to make a plan to not watch more than 5 television shows per week.
Cut down on alcohol consumption - I really have been drinking a lot lately. Going out on the weekends has truly been soaring my caloric intake to new heights!! From this point on, I pledge to limit myself to one light beer, or one glass of dark red wine per social outing. This will prove to be difficult and challenging on a few upcoming occasions, but I WILL SURVIVE!
Really make an honest effort to hit up the fitness center or go for a walk during my lunch hour - I have been really BAD about doing this over the past month. I don't know what caused my lack of motivation...but I strongly feel that I can start this up again, and be successful!
Spend more quality time outside with Little Man - Yes, it sucks that we don't live in a house with a fenced in yard...but that will not prevent me from getting my chunk in gear and going to the park. It's only a short walk away...and kids little man's age NEVER get sick of the swings!!
Get to sleep at an early hour - If I make an honest effort to cut television out of my evening schedule, then I should have NO PROBLEM being in bed and sleeping by 9:15.
Attempt to restart the workout dvd's I purchased around the holidays- If I make an honest effort to get to bed early, I should have NO PROBLEM waking up a half hour earlier, and running through a ten minute dvd. I think it will also help me get more immediate results if I am dedicating two separate times during my day to exercise.
Stick to my pledge - I can really use all of the help and support on this as I can get. I am begging and pleading for support (imagine the most desperate voice in the world..and that is me right now!). Since I don't have a man to focus on (other than little man of course) I should be able to do this without my hand being held. Unfortunately, this is not the case for me. Not only do I need someone holding my hand, but in a lot of ways I need someone pulling me by the hair on my head (OK, I'm not THAT stubborn...you get the idea though...)


**Does anyone know where the title of this post comes from?? You should if you're a parent of a toddler!!!