Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Here is the PROOF! My Journey...

Today is the love of my life's birthday!
Orange Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting (I will have one bite only).
Brianna decorated the cake for her Daddy.

With the above stated...
Here is the proof of how supportive a husband he is...
He has been the most important person throughout my weight loss journey.
Today, June 13, 2012


Monday, June 11, 2012

Instagram fun, Macbeth, and NEW NUMBER!

I know you are thinking, "Macbeth and Instagram?" 
Well, I seriously needed a title and these are two things that are currently happening.
I am also involved in an online painting intuitively class as well.  
I am simply learning to, BLOOM!

Brianna is in her first, "real" actors workshop.  As I dropped her off today...
I found myself reliving the feelings of the "Theatre" from my younger years.
I loved every bit of the process. Whether I was a supporting actor, set director, costume maker, make-up artist, or the leading role.  I felt the urge and the calling of what once made me very happy, the stage.

Funny, how life can flash before ones eyes.

These young Thespians will be putting on Macbeth:  A Kid's Cautionary Tale.
I cannot wait to see the performance.

As for Instagram...gosh I simply love it!  Here are some of my recent favorites.

After a day at the pool

Me, H20 and He, Home brew

My favorite "GO TO" snack- all fresh from the Farmer's Market- Kentucky Grown

Sunny Day-after an afternoon at the water park

Margarita yumminess...after 3 sips-I a done for!

I simply love the sun on their faces.  Love.

My silly girl and her bike

It's blurry...but I love it.  Zachary and I.

My favorite water shoes.  Another blurry shot...oh, well.  It is with an iPhone.

Chynna- my constant companion throughout the day

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Wrinkles and You Know..."The Droopies!"

Okay, considering I have lost a great deal of weight I never realized that I have actually grown, should I dare say it, "OLDER!"  Yes, it is true.  The wrinkles do not lie.  I moisturize daily several times and I am frantic about it after a shower because of water droplets that remain on my skin where I leave them there specifically to hold on to the water moisture that I so dreadfully and deliberately take out of my skin on a daily basis.

  I know, I know...but I love the sun.  It makes me feel better and during the summer months I have NO PAINS in my joints. 
 If I do, they are GYM related.

gym, tan, life

But I have become thought filled with the aspects of actually having some plastic surgery.  Not what you are thinking though.  Not a face lift...GOD forbid!

 I am thinking I will have my stomach done for sure.  
But I have thought about face lifts lately and especially watching some celebrities that go under the knife or get "puffed up" for 3 months at a time.  It is just not the progression of things is it?

I mean, one could still know that you are aging if they personally know you or glance at certain areas of your body.  Knees are a for sure sign that you are older.
Skin between your legs.  The ever icky "ARM WINGS!"  Yes, those may have to be tucked as well.
But what about these parts?

Yes, so wrinkles are on my mind.
I eat well.  Better than I have ever eaten in my life.  Food is fuel
But do not get me wrong.  I do allow myself a bite or two of something
sinfully good.  Although, it is followed by the "how many calories were in those two bites?" 
"What was the fat content of those two bites and how many grams of sugar?"
It can be nerve boggling.

I eat a great deal of protein.  Lean protein I might add.  Oatmeal is at least 3 days a week. 
 I add almond slivers for the texture.
I drink a great deal all day long.  Water, Tea, and Green Tea.  I am an lemon addict.
Vinegar, Tomato, Onion, Fresh Garlic, Cilantro, Jalapeno, and Feta Cheese.
My go to snack.

I just want to know...
why can't wrinkles be cute?

Know what I mean?

Monday, June 4, 2012

Super Summer Scrapping

Just sharing some scrappy fun.
Nothing fabulous but I am dragging out some of my stamps and giving them a go.
Hurry Up and Wait

No. 34

Shut the Front Door
My favorite thing about scrapping is telling the story.  
It is just fun.