Friday, August 31, 2012

When your sister won't answer her text messages, there is always Instagram.

Last Friday, I had enough of staring at the walls inside of my apartment and I needed to get out. So because I had a 25% off code and $10 in rewards, I hit up Old Navy.

I took my husband.


I love the man, but once he finds what he wants, he's ready to go. Plus, when I ask an opinion about different clothes I'm trying on, he doesn't really have a definitive opinion. 

And listen, I don't want y'all taking away that I'm bashing my husband on The Twitter or my blog. I'm glad that he isn't super into style. We still are best friends, but being straight with me about clothes is something best left for my sister to do.

The problem was my sister wasn't paying attention to her phone. So, I used the powers that be: Instagram/The Twitter. Y'all seriously helped a girl out!

NOTE: Please don't judge the doo-rag/sports bras peaking out. I had been running & took a shower before we went, I promise.

Option #1 - I'm going back for this one!

Option #2

Option #3 - THE WINNER

I also decided that I'm going to get this dress for Game Day from Shop Dandy!

After the 25% off and my $10 in rewards, I got Option #3 for 12-13 bucks giver or take taxes. Pretty stinkin' good deal if you ask me.

So thanks to The Twitter and Instagram for saving the day!

Happy Friday!! 

P.S. Who else is excited as I am for tomorrow?!? Boomer Sooner!!!

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Girl got SWAG!

Ahem. Get out your reader, yo!

My blog design is better than your blog design!

No, but seriously, Jenn at Munchkin Land Designs rocks. 

She was SUPER patient and made my words come alive through my blog design.

I wanted a vintage (shocker!) feel to my blog, but this time I wanted it to be a kick back to all the old gas station, Coca-Cola, and movie posters.

I still have my turtle AND there are ruby red accents everywhere!! The Wizard of Oz nerd in me is SO! STINKIN'! HAPPY!

If you need a new blog design, I HIGHLY recommend Jenn. Girl got SWAG!

Happy Thursday!

The debate rages on about the other four letter word.

 Today I'm writing about the four letter word. No, not THAT four letter word. I don't say that word.

People, I'm talking about the word: DIET.

Way back in April, I wrote this post about being the fat girl and how it's hard for me to relate to the natural skinny girl. It still is at times. But now that I'm getting closer to my goal weight, people have started to take notice that what I've been doing all these months is starting to pay off.

Don't get me wrong, I still struggle. I still love a good cheeseburger and some good Mexican. There is no probably about it, I know I always will love those foods. The problem is that now I know how much they hurt my long term goal.

It's why I don't have them very often and when I do I can't really finish the meal. I don't say this to brag, because when I push myself to finish the meal, I'm dying at the table and by the time we're half-way home, I am dying for a bathroom. It ain't pretty. 

I guess what I'm trying to say is that my body has gotten used to my "lifestyle change."

And yes, I am purposely calling it that. One of the best things my trainer has pounded into my stubborn head taught me is to change my mindset. 89 pounds is a lot to lose. I don't know what kids weigh these days, but I'm guessing that's the size of an Olympic gymnast.

I know it sounds very dramatic to use them, but those two words sound way better than the word diet. I could be wrong, but I have a theory that when the naturally skinny girl needs to lose those pesky ten pounds, she has a harder time than us fat girls because she views it in terms of a short term thing. Whereas, the fat girls have to go through a long term process and if they're anything like me, the road has been long and hard, filled with speedbumps, tears, and several re-starts. I also think it's harder for the naturally skinny girl and us fat girls too because of what society tells us is acceptable. And when society gives their speech, it usually involves the dirty word.

I can't live or eat the way I was any longer. It's that simple. One of my pals from school put it like this, "What you eat now will determine what kind of body you will have in your 30s and 40s and so on and so forth. It will also determine what kind of health problems you will have and how your body will be able to cope with them."

If that isn't straight forward I don't know what is.

So the four letter word can't be part of my vocabulary. Period. Much like the word "divorce" is not used in our house unless we're referring to someone else. "Diet" is no longer part of mine. I can't entertain the notion. It simply is not an option.

And I guess what I was trying to say in the long-winded side note above is that what I'm doing involves no quick fix and it's hard. It's a change and a battle for my entire life. I eat lots of veggies, fruits, lean meats, and good carbs. I also include some exercise. I'm a wannabe runner. I also still eat the occasional cheeseburger and miss a workout here and there. I'm not perfect at this process. I had a stall-out this summer like you wouldn't believe because I was busy going out with friends because we're all set to part ways soon enough.

But I get up, dust myself off and go at it again. What I'm doing requires a lot of work and self-examination. I have had to look long and hard at why my eating habits are the way they are and then look some more. Figuring out how I got to the weight I was includes, for me, getting rid of that four letter word.

So I guess what I'm ultimately trying to say is if you ask me "what I'm doing", don't expect a short answer.

And also, I hate the word "diet." HATE. IT. 

Happy Thursday.


Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Wednesday is "Erin Condren Planner" Day.

Erin Condren Planner: the planner that took the blogosphere and The Twitter by storm last summer

I'm no stranger to the Erin Condren Planner. I bought one last year.

I know that lots of people swear by this planner.

And I do too, but I swear by it as a student.

So many reviews have been done by moms, but I've not seen many done by students or in my case grad students. I want to put out there that I was not asked to do this nor am I being paid to do it. I just wanted to give my opinion on the matter.

I wanted something bright and happy so I went with the Instagram Life Planner option. I love how it turned out!

It is much smaller than my first one because it has less months and also they got rid of the extra pages in between the months. I actually like the pages that went with the months. See below for the why!

They kept the weeks flowing even if it was the start of a new month! I don't know if people talk about this a lot, but I like how they break the day into morning, day, and night. If students are like me at all, sometimes my day can be planned from the moment I get up to the moment I go to bed. This planner is perfect for that!

For me,  inspirational quotes can be uplifting and important during the long haul of school
and Erin Condren does this very well!

I love this Vote! sticker! It's fun and so are the other stickers in the back. They have sticker options for just about every event.

I love the extra stickers they include for birthday gifts. I'm creative, but sometimes it's easy to just throw one of these stickers on the present for an extra pop!

Things I love:
  • the new sticker options
  • the laminated tabs
  • the continuous flow of months
  • the way the days are split up into morning, day, and night.
Things I wish had stayed the same:
  • the page that went with the monthly calendar because I used it as a Bills Check List, school to do check list for the month, and a place to jot down the books I wanted to read when I was on break. I will say there is a spot in the back that can still work for this area.
  • the plethora of blank stickers in the back because I used them to mark when my classes are each week. It is a good thing I ordered the extra set.
  • the game stickers being pink. I am a Sooner so orange game stickers aren't a good option because Sooners don't wear orange. If I had known, I would have personalized those stickers to be the pretty red option they have.
Overall, I think that this planner is still really great. As a student, I love what it has to offer.

What do you love about the Erin Condren Planner?

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Healthy Train Tuesday.

This Week's Loss: .8 pounds

Total Loss: 50.8 pounds

What I craved this week: I didn't really crave anything except a dark chocolate brownie with dark chocolate icing. Then last night I craved a big fat piece of pepperoni pizza with some ranch.

I will say that I definitely could have done better in the food department this week. I've been bored this week and so I've let myself eat more. It's a sad excuse, but it's the truth. 

What I noticed was different about my body: This is going to sound silly, but I have a thing with my calves. I really like them and this week, the definition in them is really starting to look good.

Workouts I did this week: Hit all my runs including a 6 mile run thankyouverymuch!

Personal Goal for this week: Hit all my runs and stay away from flex points as much as possible. My birthday week is coming up and I gotta plan for it!!

Favorite Quote for this week:

It does not matter if the progress is slow as long as you reach your goal.

Happy Tuesday!

Monday, August 27, 2012

On Friendship.

In high school, I had two girls I could count on to be good friends. The rest got on my nerves and hurt my feelings to the point that I refused to deal with them. I wound up having a ton of great guy friends that to this day I could call on and pick up right where we left off. I get to see a bunch of them this fall and I am really excited about it!!

In college, I met girls who taught me what friendship among girls should look like. I consider these girls my people and fellow bus riders and like the guys mentioned above to this day, I could call them anytime or anywhere and they would be there for me.

After college, I went through a drought period of making friends IRL. But I made a core group of pals through blogging. These friendships have been a blast and like the above groups, I know I can count on them.

In law school, I have a similar core group of friends. A mixture of guys and gals that are wonderful people who will be part of our lives forever.

However, B and I are in a weird place in our lives.

Weird, but very happy.

We're happy to be with each other.
We're happy to not have kids at this point.
We're happy to still have our freedom to not have to worry about getting a babysitter.
We're happy that it's just us for now.

Sometimes though it's hard to connect in friendships.

We have married friends, but they have kids. So sometimes, they're limited on what they can do or want to do.

We have one set of married friends that are in the same situation we're in, but we don't want to overwhelm them by hanging out regularly. 

We also have single friends, or friends that are in serious relationships, but the separation that happens naturally is they don't go home with the person like we do. It's just different.

We spend the majority of our time with the last two groups.

Outside of our married buddies, I feel like the odd man out in a lot of situations because I don't have similar worries of finding "The One" anymore, going on first dates, or roommate issues. I've found my one, my first date was seven years ago and my last roommate before B was my sister.

But at the same time, I'm still a girl who loves to discuss the latest celeb gossip, a good mani-pedi, a good shopping trip, a good chat about life, and a good meal among friends.

Some people will bond more naturally because they're going through similar situations in their lives. I can't help that from happening and nor do I want to prevent it.

I just don't want to be left out either.

I feel like I give 110% and still feel left out or like I don't receive the same effort in return.

Like I said, it's just weird. In every phase of my life, until now, I've shared similar life experiences and was in the same place as everyone else.

I'm not sure what to do either.

Hope y'all have a great week and I hope someone out there can relate too.

Happy Monday.


Sunday, August 26, 2012

Sunday Social: All About the Internet

Sunday Social

Hi y'all! This is my first Sunday to link up with the Sunday Social.

  1. What is the first website you log onto each day? Gmail, then Twitter or Instagram. 
  2. Give us some funny websites you visit that we need to know about. Ummmm, I don't really have any for ya. Sorryboutcha. 
  3. Pinterest or Facebook? Why? Facebook because I don't have time for Pinterest. I'm a law student and I have to limit myself on the amount of "timesuck" I allow into my life. Also, my family is on Facebook.
  4. Twitter or Instagram? Why? I still really love The Twitter because of the friendships I've made and also because it is a really good resource. My sister lives states away and sometimes when she isn't available to tell me the truth about a dress I'm trying on, I can put it on The Twitter and I have tons of help immediately. I love that!
  5. Favorite YouTube Video...Post it! This is my current favorite.
  6. Biggest Online Pet Peeve? Where do I begin?? HA! No I'm kidding. Kinda.

    My pet peeve includes everything about the self-appointed bosses of the blogging world. These are the people who think someone died and left them queen of everything. I also am not a fan of the sheep who follow in line. Those same self-appointed queens usually have rules that we're all supposed to follow and I am not a fan of the rules. And finally, I don't like the attitudes of the same queens which usually include condescension and holier than thou-ness.
And because I don't like to end on a bad note, I really hope y'all have a great Sunday! Mine has been wonderful and has included a 6 mile run, a really good sermon at church, excellent turkey nachos, a three-hour nap coma, and my favorite housewives are on TV tonight! 

Happy Sunday!

Friday, August 24, 2012

You asked. And I vlanswered. Some favs too!

Listen, I know how stupid vlanswered sounds. Just go with it, okay?

Little Woman asked:

What made you first want to start blogging? 
What does B think of it?

Mrs. EyeCanSee asked:

How did you meet your husband and what did you do on your first date? 

  1. My chin is cut off. 
  2. I need a haircut and highlight badly. Don't remind me. 
  3. I said the words "and" and "um" a lot. I'm eloquent like that. 
  4. NO, I haven't a clue as to why my eyes look like that. I think it's the medicine I'm on to get the skin issue I'm having to go away. 
  5. Also, I am so sorry for the Valley Girl moment I have near the end.  
About halfway through typing out my notes, I remembered the question I forgot to talk about!!!

Susannah and Meg asked:

What are you and your sister doing the same/different in your weight loss journey?


  1. I still eat meat. 
  2. I also eat carbs. 
  3. My sister is a pre-nursing major. I wanted to clarify that. 
  4. I like to talk. A. LOT.
Here are just a few of my favorites for this week:

  • Have you read this article?  I hate LSU with the best of them, but Mo Isom is awesome and I hope she kicked butt at tryouts this week. 
  • I'm obsessed with this dress for game day. 
  • I also am in love with these bangles from Bridier Baubles
 Happy Friday y'all!

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Hey girl hey!

I'm feeling the need for a brain dump.

  • Team Ian for Big Brother! 
  • I'm starting to get bored with my routine of nothingness. Maybe I'll clean out a closet ...or maybe not. 
  • Found new blogs to read.
  • I've decided I need a jean jacket, a bomber jacket and a camel cardigan as part of this year's Fall staples. 
  • Guess who can slip on her boots easily because she's lost so much weight??!?! Little things like this do a major boost for my ego.
  • Am I the only one who thinks the Kennedy Wedding Crasher aka Taylor Swift is super tacky?
  • B and I are going to take some formal shots this fall. It's our favorite time of year here in Michigan and I want to have something to document our time here officially. 
  • In regards to the last bullet point, I'll be taking your outfit and jewelry recommendations ASAP!!
  • I cannot stay awake past 11 at night. I like this getting up early business. The sun is wonderful in the mornings. 
Happy Thursday!

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Words that get me into trouble.

Words of Affirmation "Actions don’t always speak louder than words. If this is your love language, unsolicited compliments mean the world to you. Hearing the words, “I love you,” are important—hearing the reasons behind that love sends your spirits skyward. Insults can leave you shattered and are not easily forgotten."

-The Five Love Languages, Gary Chapman

I've been thinking about this post for quite some time now. Well, maybe not the post, but I've been thinking about the state of my heart and what it needs lately. I've been thinking about the post because I want to share because hopefully someone out there in this world understands where I'm coming from.

In the realm of love languages, it should be no surprise that I am a "Words of Affirmation" person.

I mean, HELLO, I'm in law school. People who are in law school at some point have to have a love or serious appreciation of words.

Further, I love to read...anything. I read at least 20-30 blog posts, the New York Times, The Daily Mail, People, UsWeekly, my hometown newspaper, and Facebook every morning. Now not all of these are valid sources of information, but it is part of my daily routine.  That doesn't include my class assignments, books I'm currently reading or The Twitter.

It might sound silly, but I feel most inspired by what someone has written down on a page. I'm currently re-reading Kelle Hampton's, Bloom and it just makes me want to leap off the couch and do something for others! My bathroom mirror is also covered in quotes that inspire me to push forward in my weight loss journey and law school journey for that matter.

And if you needed any further proof that I'm a words person, the above statement taken from The Five Love Languages book describes me to a "T."

I am blessed because I grew up with a dad and mom who told (and still tell!) me when I looked pretty. They also tell me how proud of me they are. They tell me how much they love me. I realize that this is a huge thing.

My husband tells me consistently that he loves me and is one of my biggest cheerleaders when it comes to just being me in general.


I can also tell you exactly what was said when during lectures I received when I got into trouble growing up as if it happened five minutes ago.

And I can tell you what B last said that hurt my feelings.

It takes me a long time to recover when I have an argument or disagreement with someone just because I can hear their words over and over in my head. I have been known to stew on a heated conversation for six months.

The other problem is that because I'm a lover of words, I also happen to be really good at reading body language.

From a five minute conversation, I can interpret what each person really means and then turn around and re-interpret it three different ways, if I'm having an especially low day. I have a hard time not reading too much into things regularly.

So as much as I love words, they also get me into trouble too.

Know where I struggle the most? SOCIAL. MEDIA.

Yep, that's right. Me, the lover of The Twitter, Blogosphere, and at times, Facebook.

The girl who has talked countless others to get in on the action has a very dirty little secret.

Tuesday, I posted a photo of how far I've come so far on my weight loss journey.

I hesitated before I posted it and I probably should have taken more stock into that hesitation, but I didn't and here we sit. 

Before I went to bed, I checked and there were 75 likes and 25 comments on how well I've done and how great I look. I was on cloud nine. I even cried because of all the encouragement I received.

But when I laid down to sleep, Satan creeped in and started his dirty work.

"75 likes. Big Whoop."

"Look who HASN'T liked your status. Friends from school, family members, friends from church. Yeah don't get too excited. It's really not that big of a deal."

I bought it.


I laid awake for twenty minutes stewing about it and yes, obsessively checking Facebook to see if others had liked it any more or commented.

Wanna know the worst part? I had told two different people to tell Satan to get lost not twenty minutes before I went to bed. And yet, here I was struggling myself.

Lately, I've really been struggling with words that others say to me and don't say to me.

And I haven't been struggling with the most important words of all: The Bible. God's Holy Word.

And when I'm not struggling, wrestling, resting in, or reading those words? It shows big time.

Happy Wednesday.


Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Healthy Train Tuesday: the 50 pound mark.

This Week's Loss: 2.o pounds

Total Loss: 50 POUNDS!!!!!!!

What I craved this week: Sonic Chili Cheese Tator Tots

What I noticed was different about my body: It's not technically different, but I did decide that I will take a rosacea breakout over hives any day!!

Workouts I did this week: Three runs. I didn't hit all of my runs due to finals being last week. Missing a run to get my doctorate seems like a pretty damn good excuse if you ask me.

Personal Goal for this week: To make good efforts to get my running schedule in place before school starts back up.

Favorite Quote for this week: I posted this on Facebook, hence the Facebook reference.

"Since we are surrounded by a cloud of witnesses [HELLOOOO FACEBOOK!] let us throw off everything that hinders [weariness, exhaustion, fatigue, allergic reactions, etc] and the sin that so easily entangles [doubt, worry, fear, judgment from others] and let us RUN with PERSEVERANCE the race [law school and later a literal race-13.1 miles to be exact!] marked out for us!!!" Hebrews 12:1 (The Application to Sam's Life Version)

What I'm looking forward to: I am looking forward to the loss of the next ten pounds. I am really proud of myself for how far I've come, but I still have 39 pounds to go and I don't want to give up now!

Happy Tuesday!

Monday, August 20, 2012

On Running.

The following are ten things that I've learned about running in my short career.

  1. Eating like crap before a run = Having a crappy run.
  2. Eating healthy before a run = Feeling like a rock-star during your run
  3. Supposedly, there are two kinds of sweaters, salty sweaters and sweaty sweaters. Then there is a rare third breed that is a combo of both. Guess which category I am?
  4. I am a morning runner. I need to accept this fate and quit resisting it. It's like my body doesn't think about it as much in the morning as it does in the evenings.
  5. If I'm not wearing a bandana/doo-rag, then my run is completely off. 
  6. Stopping to get a drink of water does not mean I'm a weanie. I'm still lapping all the couch potatoes.
  7. Good tunes are a must. My current fav? "Everybody Talks" by Neon Trees. 
  8. No matter how many times I see a passive aggressive status on Facebook about people who post about their work-ruts/runs that say how annoying people like me are and how I  shouldn't post it, I will still keep on posting my runs. Part of my journey along the way became encouraging others to get active. If one person does it, then that's the whole point. Plus the "cheers" from Nike are really cool too. 
  9. Lotion is a must after my post-run shower. Otherwise, my skin looks like it's about to crack.
  10. Running is such a good stress reliever for me. 
Happy Monday!

Sunday, August 19, 2012

That time I broke out into hives during finals.

Last Saturday morning I woke up at 7am because I was in the middle of my crazy finals schedule and drug myself into the bathroom. I got in the shower and when I got out, I noticed it.


My face was also red too.

But my nose!!!

It looked awful! I have been very self-conscious about it since I was a teenager.

Being the hot mess that I am during finals time, I showed B and simultaneously combusted into tears. I blew my nose and trucked off to school. Texted the committee on my latest status and then was about to go inside to school when I noticed that my hands were broken out. Then I saw my thighs and ankles were broken out too.

It went from a rosacea flare-up to 911 emergency status in about two seconds flat.

I called some family friends who are like another set of parents and got some advice on what to do for a rash quickly heading to hive status.

My parents, both the real ones and second set, plus B and I think that it was an allergic reaction to detergent, but because I am a whacked out hormonal job during finals, the stress escalated into hives. I doubt my parents would call me a whacked out hormonal job, but it's true. It was so uncomfortable. And we also had to buy new detergent.

It got worse on Monday and Tuesday when I had finals because the stress was heightened. Then relaxed at night after the exams.

But Wednesday, I lost half a day of precious studying because I couldn't focus. I felt off and like I was about to crawl out of my skin.  I went to bed at a decent hour determined to get a good night's rest and to kill it with the studying the next day. I couldn't exactly take a Benadryl either because I had to stay awake to study.

Got to the library and made it about an hour before I was ready to die again. So we went to the doctor and I got a shot. By the way, this is a huge deal for me. I also have a fear of shots. So if I am willingly going to get a shot, know it's awful.

I also sent a text to the committee telling them what was going on and to please pray because I didn't have time to talk. I also sent out a twitter blast. (Thank you again Katie! You were the only one on Twitter who let me know you took time out to pray for me. It meant a lot.)

I got back to school and went to work. I had some relief and continued working. Then I realized that I needed to get out of the library because I didn't want to be there anymore. I went home and went to work on studying. I finally looked at my phone around 9pm and I had sorority sisters across the country praying for me because my sister had put the word out and I had a ton of other texts messages encouraging me and letting me know that I was covered in prayer. It was a humbling feeling and was just what I needed to keep going at that point.

I finished my final the next day and came home, took two Benadryl, and promptly passed out on the bed. I thought surely when I woke up that I would feel like a new woman.


I looked like a new woman.

A new woman with swollen eyes.

My eyes were swollen shut and my eyelids were basically glued together because they had matted so badly. My eyes were swollen for the better part of Saturday as well.

Finally, this morning I think I am starting to feel like me again which further proves the stress theory. I also have made it about halfway through the mound of laundry that I had to pull out of my closet.

That's one more finals round in the books.

And now I'll close this post. I have no way to shut it down, just wanted to put it down so I'd have the memory.

Happy Sunday.

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Coming out of the haze...

Slowly, but surely, I'm starting to feel like a human again. For now, it's a random update.

  • I'm so glad that finals are over so I can get a decent schedule going again. 
  • Really happy about Jennifer Aniston's engagement. I dig that Justin Theroux dude.
  • Bit off my nails while stressing for finals and now I'm peturbed that I did. I always am.
  • Made one of the Pinterest workout t-shirts from one of my old ones. It's not awesome, but I think it just needs to be washed. 
  • Time moves so quickly. I can't believe it some days. 
  • The only tattoo in the world that I consider cool is the one Missy Franklin got recently. 
  • I am looking forward to football season and one last Fall in Michigan. They really know how to do fall here. Football season...well, we all know I'm biased in that department. BUT! We are going to a Michigan game this season. I feel as if I owe them that duty at least. 
  • I totally miss going to OU in the fall. Such a fun time. 
Happy Saturday night!

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

When I Grow Up.

NOTE: I can't believe that I'm at this point in my life or that I'm writing this post.

"When I grow up to be a man 
Will I dig the same things that turn me on as a kid? 
Will I look back and say that I wish I hadn't done what I did?" 
-When I Grow Up (To Be A Man), The Beach Boys

Ten years ago today was my first day of my senior year of high school. When I started that day, I remember thinking that I would never forget this date for as long as I lived. But I had to look it up on the internet to figure it out before I wrote this post. Funny how our world changes once we leave high school.

But I do remember A LOT of the events from that day.

It's an annual tradition at my high school for the girls to spend the night together before the first night of school. We stayed up late dreading the homework we'd get from the FIRST! DAY! of classes (I'd kill for that homework now.), planning when to stand on the Senior Wall in the patio, determining that we were definitely packing our lunches, watching movies, talking boys, listening to music, and eating lots and lots of pizza.

It almost MIGHT be a tradition for the Senior Prank to happen the night before the first day of school too. But that's a big, very doubtful, highly unlikely, leaning towards the 50% that is a NO answer, MIGHT. Not that there was any evidence left behind anyways, because it poured buckets of rain our first day of school.


I had to get up earlier than usual to run home to get ready for school, because y'all know this girl was NOT going to start her first day of Senior Year with "skanky" hair. I also had to run home for the annual first day of school picture that my dad insisted upon and that I now love and cherish.

It was a big day of firsts for not only me, but my siblings as well.
It was Jessi's first day as a "top dawg" at the junior high.(In our school at the time, freshmen were still at the junior high.)
It was Loren and Will's first day of kindergarten as well.

I don't remember my parents being a hot mess that day at all. However, I do remember we took more shots than usual for a first day of school picture.

I wore my sleepover t-shirt and jeans and chunky black flip-flops. I had a blue backpack from Old Navy, my planner, a Five Star college ruled notebook (because who would dare carry something otherwise!), my favorite pens at the time (Pentel Pen R.S.V.P. Black Fine Point Ink thankyouverymuch!), and my packed lunch. We left early that day, because I had to get a good parking spot for football practice later, and we cranked out the Beach Boys on the way to school in my beloved Camaro.

My classes were as follows:

First Tri-
  • First Hour- Public Relations Aide aka Office Aide for the Principal aka Blow-Off Class
  • Second Hour- AP English with one of my favorite high school teachers.
  • Third Hour- Select Choir
  • Fourth Hour- Anatomy and Physiology with my other favorite high school teacher.
  • Fifth Hour-Athletics 
Second Tri-
  • First Hour- World History
  • Second Hour- Health - a requirement that I'd put off until the last possible opportunity
  • Third Hour- Select Choir
  • Fourth Hour- Anatomy and Physiology 
  • Fifth Hour- Athletics
Third Tri-
  • First Hour- World History
  • Second Hour - AP English
  • Third Hour - Select Choir
  • Fourth Hour - Anatomy and Physiology
  • Fifth Hour -Athletics
I also remember thinking about growing up a lot that day. The start of this school year meant the beginning of the end of being a kid...or so I thought.

I'm still working on that what I want to be when I grow up part as far as the job is concerned. Truthfully, I'm still working on what I want to be when I grow up in general. I have a better understanding of what I want it to look like and general goals, but nailing it down won't be happening any time soon.

But I still feel like a kid most days. Learning how to do this adult thing is still really hard and there is a lot that the 18 year old today would never have imagined to happen that has happened.

And yet...I wouldn't change any of it, because here I sit in the middle of achieving a dream that started in high school, married and the happiest I've ever been. So I say, bring on the next ten years! 


Healthy Train Tuesday.

This Week's Loss: 1.6 pounds

Total Loss: 48 pounds

What I craved this week: Not really anything particular. I've been trying to get back on track. Plus, when it gets down to the wire on finals, I don't think about food a lot.

What I noticed was different about my body: It's getting easier to run longer with the loss of weight.

Workouts I did this week: 3 Runs.

Personal Goal for this Week: Hit a run on Wednesday and Thursday. Walk on Friday night. And hit my run on Sunday. Then really get my schedule in motion for the Half!

Favorite Quote for this Week:

"You've all been to the stadium and seen the athletes race. Everyone runs; one wins. Run to win." -1 Corinthians 9:24 (The Message Translation)

This is my anthem for the Detroit Half and this Finals Round.

Happy Tuesday!

Friday, August 10, 2012

To my First Partner in Crime on Her "Classic Status" Birthday.


I don't remember the very first time that I met you. (I kinda wish Mom had a blog for us to look at and read about this special moments in our lives.) But I do remember that some of my very first memories include you being a part of my life.

We shared popsicles, watching the Wizard of Oz over and over, baby dolls, playing store or school, purses, oldies in the car with dad, dance lessons, and a room when we were little.

When we were older, we shared learning to ride bikes, Pappaw passing away, softball, becoming big sisters to Loren and Will, road trips to Vegas, car shows, and our first plane trip across country alone.

When we were teenagers, we shared fights, a cell phone, learning who our real friends were, my first break-up,youth events, car rides, music, parking on the "cool side" at Sonic no matter what because I was driving, first days of junior high and high school, watching Loren and Will graduate kindergarten, and thinking that people who were 25 and 28 were OLD.

When I left for college we shared missing each other, a new found friendship, life advice, dreams, your first car, love of Sooner football, staying up late, blaring music with the windows down, summer camp, and me meeting Brandon.

When you left for college, we shared a dorm room, Grey's Anatomy, Spider Solitaire, walks across campus, The Mont, wedding plans, Texadelphia, slipping and falling on ice, football games, a tighter friendship,and a sisterhood literally and in sorority.

When I graduated college, we shared you figuring out what I already knew: you were brave and smart, a dorm again when Brandon and I visited, our rocking out in the car embarrassing Loren and Will and us not caring, shenanigans at The Mont, me complaining about being a grunt, more Texadelphia, Speedway Specials, you being an officer like me, visits at your apartment with Jess and Carrie, and my wedding to B.

When I left for law school, we shared your graduation and being alumni of THE University of Oklahoma, figuring out how to live life in our hometown again, Grannie passing away, teaching Loren the birds and the bees, encouraging Will to play football, and missing each other terribly.

THIS YEAR, we've shared losing weight together, encouraging one another on our worst days, missing each other, finding a love for running again, and missing each other's birthdays because we live a thousand miles apart from one another.

The point to all of this is that we've shared YOUR whole life together. I wouldn't trade anything in the world for it.

We have so much life still to share and I hope that you're ALWAYS  a part of it, including when we were old at the retirement center in Florida or Arizona together.

I love you so much my first little sister.

Happy Birthday....and rock on.


Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Wednesday is "Revelations" Day.

  1. The act of revealing or disclosing. 
  2. Something revealed, especially a dramatic disclosure of something not previously known or realized. 
This post should alternatively be titled, "What I Have Learned about Myself during Finals."

I realize that this may come as a shock to some of you. But not everything is all sunshine and daisies and national football championships around here all the time. I don't always have it together. And on occasion, I may have been known to lose my shit or be a little quirky. I know. I know. You're stunned. I can just picture the jaws on the floor and hear the gasps of shock and indignation now.

(If you missed out on the dripping sarcasm in that paragraph, then I pity you.)

(Except the part about national football championships, because I NEVER kid about those.)

So here's what I've learned...
  1. I have a witching hour. At about 5:30pm, I start to get hungry. By 6, I'm HONGRY. If I don't eat by 7ish, I basically turn into the Hulk.  
  2. In the mornings, I have a routine when I get to school. I need thirty minutes of listening to Christmas music (don't judge. It's my happy place.) and reading the morning news including, but not limited to: the national news, blogs, celeb news, The Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook.  Once, I do this, I can get down to bid-ness.
    (See also: If you act like you don't do this on a normal day, you are lying through your teeth.)
    (OKAAAAAAAY. You might not listen to Christmas music. MIGHT.)
  3. I am a busy bee in the mornings. I seriously have the ability to conquer Russia during that time people. I also am a busy bee from 8pm to midnight. In the afternoons, I have to work on the "less hard" areas of the law because that's all my brain can handle. 
  4. I also listen to oldies to get me in the zone when I study in the afternoons. And while on this note, I should mention that I have been note to rock out in the middle of the library during this time.
  5. I'm pretty sure, I'm about to spontaneously combust into tears about 1/4 of every day. Usually right before lunch. 
  6. I have worn the same outfits to all of my finals. This semester should be interesting because I have lost 46 pounds so some of the clothes don't exactly fit.
    (To answer your question, Yes, I am superstitious. It's the former softball player in me.)
  7. I have to get exercise in during this time. I'm a cranky person if I don't. I also have to stick to a rigid sleeping schedule to avoid crankiness. The Olympics this go-round have about done me in.
  8.  I also prefer to sit in the same area every day. 
  9. I shower every 3 days. I know that's disgusting, but it's true. 
  10. If you're not dying or have a serious medical condition, I have a hard time sympathizing with your problems. 

In short, I am a HOT. MESS.

I just thought y'all might want to know.

Happy Wednesday.


Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Healthy Train Tuesday, and a question for Runners.

This Week's Loss: 2.0 POUNDS


What I craved this week: SONIC. See also: Fried Food in General.

What I noticed was different about my body: My rings are starting to have some wiggle room on my hands. Did anyone have to get their rings re-sized and when did you decide to make the leap?

Workouts I did this week: Hit one of my runs.

Personal Goal for this week: Hit all my runs and avoid flex points where possible. The running part has to be consistent from now on since I'm running a half in October.

Favorite Quote for this week:  

"Happiness does not come from doing easy work, but from the afterglow of satisfaction that comes after the achievement of a difficult task that demanded our best." -Theodore Rubin

What I'm looking forward to: Finals being over.

Runners: What are your must haves??

Happy Tuesday!

Thursday, August 2, 2012

The Million Dollar Question for a Southern Married Woman.

Tonight I was talking to one of my best friend's older sister (did you follow that?) and she asked when I was done with school. When I told her, she said, "Ya know, once you're done with school, you won't have a legitimate excuse anymore to not have kids."

I really didn't think much of it because I know she understands how important my education is to me.  She then went on to say that I should just pregnant before I take the bar and pop one out before my career really got started. She said it would be easier to be pregnant before I was working.  Welllllll, I don't really agree with that option. I don't want to be sick while studying for the bar and I don't want to start trying and then be four or five months along and miscarry because I was taking the bar.

And just to further play devil's advocate because my family and B's family read this, we're not sure if we'll start right after I'm finished with the bar either. (Ya like that one mom?? I'll just bet you thought you had our time frame figured out didn't cha?)

I digress.

The point to this little diatribe is that not all of the women from my hometown are like my pal mentioned above. Some are much more direct.

They can't for the live of themselves understand why I'd want to wait to have kids.

In case you're new to the ole' blog, let me update you quickly on the relevant facts.
  • My husband and I have been married for almost five years.
  • I'm 27.
  • I'll graduate from law school in December 2013. 
  • And the most important factor: WE DON'T HAVE KIDS. DING! DING! DING! 



We're not the people who don't want kids. So if you think that's where this is headed, you're wrong.

But in all honesty, the above facts pretty much mean that I've been pushing it since I was 23 years old aka my wedding night. 

I know it's a big deal to go against the grain in the South. I am aware that according to traditional standards, I was supposed to get married, announce we were pregnant after the first year was up, and we should be working on number two right now.

For the most part, I am traditional. In fact, The Plan I had for my life intended on me being there right now.

The Plan included:
  • Graduate from OU with a Political Science Degree
  • Get into law school.
  • Start looking for a husband.
  • Have kids.
All before my high school reunion NEXT summer.

My parents and extended family bought into the plan big time. It was pretty common knowledge in my hometown what The Plan was too.

However, there is a part of me that's totally and completely rebel. I've been this way since I was born TWO WEEKS LATE. To say I like to do things on my own terms is an understatement.


God had different ideas about The Plan. It wasn't that He didn't like it or hadn't blessed it. He just knew that how things played out were going to have to be different for me. He knew that when I was going to move across the country to go to law school that I was going to need not just anyone.

I was going to need the love of my life.

I digress...again. It's the future lawyer thing. My bad.

Where was I? Oh yeah. The Million Dollar Question.

I'll never forget the first time I was asked this question seriously. A lady from my home church asked me shortly after my ego was bruised from not getting into law school the first time I applied.

She said something to the effect that now that I wasn't going to law school, was I ready to start a family.

I'm pretty certain I couldn't control the snort from coming out of my mouth.

Afterwards, people continued to ask, even when I found out I got into law school.


And then the questioning slowed way down when I started law school. Things were rolling along just fine. We made it through the first year of law school. Brandon got his first big kid job.


A dang baby boom happened.

It seemed like every time I turned around, someone was announcing they were pregnant.
They were dropping like flies and the girls who I thought were holding out like I was were biting the dust left and right.

The pressure was suddenly back on and any time we went home, I could feel the question just sitting there dying to be asked.

Because you see, in case you missed it in the above side note, IN THE SOUTH, after awhile, if you don't have kids people think there is something wrong.

And before I knew it, I found myself to be one of the last ones from my class to be without child.

The question has returned in full force. People know it's still a ways because I have to finish school, but it's close enough that I think they think we're trying to pull a fast one on them and surprise them all. You know make some major announcement within the next year or something.

Y'all, that just ain't the case at all.

So here's my response to the big bad million dollar question not that any of the truly nosey people from my hometown can see this

We want kids. We want them a lot. We will have them one way or another.

But the when and how is no one's business but me, Brandon, and God's.

We also have learned a lot in the last two years about trusting God on HIS timing. We have been talking about this a lot more recently, which is huge for us. We used to not talk about it at all.

And. if that answer doesn't work for ya, then...

Tough titty said the kitty.
Too bad so sad.
Ya better call the Waaaambulance.

Oh, well.

Happy Thursday!

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Wednesday is "Half-Marathon" Day.

Half (-marathon) = -21.097494 kilometer ; 13.1 miles

I must be out of my ever-loving mind because I have officially registered for my very first half-marathon.

Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut I am super excited because I'm running it with one of my long time blog besties, b.e.g. and one of my pals from school is running the full blown marathon.

So here are my questions for the runners out there:

  • What are your must haves?
  • Favorite Blogs?
  • Favorite Pre-Race Rituals/Meals?
  • How did you train?
  • Favorite Tunes??

Also, did you see this new Nike commercial? I cried when I watched it because it makes me believe I can do this whole half-marathon thing.

Happy Wednesday! Happy August!
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Hi y'all! The name's Samantha. You can call me Sam if you like. I am a lover to a boy I met at Falls Creek in the summer of 2005, that is a student of Jesus, a Sooner born and Sooner bred and when I die I'll be Sooner dead, Democrat by party, blonde to the core, and oldies but goodies kind of girl.
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