Is it Friday yet?
Linking up with Leslie
for Confessional Friday.
1.  I’m using my injury as an excuse to not work out, even though I’m sure I’m fine.  I’m sabotaging myself.  
2.  I talk myself out of drinking soda these days but can not talk myself out of eating candy.
3.  Being lazy since my injury has been my favorite pasttime, even though I am super restless.
4.  I never want what we are having for dinner each night.  Even if on grocery shopping day I am really excited, I don’t want it the night we eat it.  
5.  I look like I try hard and do something to myself each day; really I just put stuff in my wet hair and go to bed crossing my fingers that my hair looks alright.

6.  I’ve lost almost 30 pounds and like 3-4 pants sizes, and I still can’t get past the fat girl mentality.

7.  “Don’t Trust the B**** in Apt. 23” is one my new favorite tv shows, even if others think it is lame.

8.  A few years ago I talked myself into the fact that I don’t like potato chips and cake, and now I could never ever give them up completely.  I’m not sure how I managed that one.

9.  I’m not supposed to be drinking diet soda (especially Diet Coke) because I had given it up, but I pretty much have one (Diet Dr. Pepper) once a month.

10.  I never thought I’d wear or want skinny jeans, but I really want more than my one pair.

Thanks for confessing with us.
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My Guilty Pleasures in Life

I’m not quite sure why I feel like being a list-y kind of blog night, but nothing eventful happened today other than that I am in more pain, and I did a light, yoga weight loss workout.  
I’ll be back in the gym tomorrow (light, easy, and let my body get back up to speed).  
Without further ado, my guilty pleasures.  
I can thank my father for this love.  
I remember as a child going to Lumberjack (it was like a more small town kind of Lowe’s or Home Depot) with him, or the baseball card shop, and eating Raisinets.
I like to imagine since they are “fruit” they are healthy.  
Calorie wise, they do have less calories and fat than regular candy.  
I try not to make them a habit.  
It’s been perfected at Starbucks.  
Or Peet’s, but usually I get it at Starbucks.  
When I was a student in college, once a month, I would get one of these and a pastry for my “treat” and “cheat” day.  So delicious.  Now that I’m a cheap skate, after the gym, if I need a pick me up (since there is a Starbucks right there) I get a Blonde roast coffee w/ a pump of sugar free vanilla syrup, and add my own milk or creamer.  
Much cheaper, same flavor.  
I used to make my mom make this for all my birthdays.
I’m not sure why this stopped, I wish it wasn’t such a calorie bomb and time waster to cook.  
I love french toast!
It is my vacation breakfast of choice.
In fact, I remember last time that we went to Ocean City, I had it almost every morning we went out to breakfast.
Banana french toast is delicious.
Especially with a coconut syrup.  
Trust me.
Probably one of my favorite movies.
It is my go-to for when I need a pick me up.
“Whoever said orange is the new pink was seriously disturbed.”
I might still look up to “Woods COMMA Elle” for all adult advice.
No, I am not 80, but this show is hysterical.
Chris loves it too. 
I even have 3 seasons on DVD.  
I’m going to have to get the rest.  
RIP Bea, Rue, and Estelle.  Stay strong Betty!
MUSIC – 90’s Pop Radio on Pandora
My sister got me hooked.  
I’m also a fan of the 90’s Alternative Radio.
90’s is where its at. 
Happy Wednesday

Why I Have Been Absent

I wish I could tell you my blog absence was because I was on an exciting vacation.
That I was writing a novel and had to spend time away.
That I was a super spy and on an international mission doing something top secret.
That I took a week off to do just what I want to do.  
However, none of that was true.
Come Thursday afternoon, lots of pain.  
Visit to Urgent Care and a diagnosis of:  shingles (pre rash), strained muscle, or possibly kidney stones, but not likely.
I went home, tried to rest and went to work the next day.
Friday, it was worse, but manageable.  
As the day went on, it got worse and worse.  I couldn’t sit, couldn’t stand, could hardly walk, and looked like I was tilted to the right.
By joint consensus of Chris and my mom, I went to the emergency room, spent 6.5 hours there to be told:
you have some fluid around your liver but everything is normal, here’s some super strong pain meds.  
This is me, post IV w/ pain medicine, pre CT (somewhere between 8 pm and 11 pm):

Anyway, I am perfectly fine, and feeling so much better.  
Chris and I had some laughs:
1.  I have like no heart rate.  It is always super even, and doesn’t vary.
2.  My blood pressure is on the low side of the spectrum, once again, Chris finds it funny.
These two things substantiate what his father always teases me about:  that I have no heart.
3.  The people in the ER are crazy.  Yes, I’m in lots of pain, but my pain on a scale of 1-10 (9) is worth way more than this girls 4 (which turns out to be menstrual cramps and she still got the same pain meds as me, you wonder why people are addicted to prescription drugs??  I’ve only taken 1 pill, but I bet some people take them all).
4.  I’m not fat.  The nurse said I’m this height and that weight too, I guess I’m not fat, because you’re not.  
5.  Drawing blood = no problem; IV = problem. 
Happy Tuesday, hopefully no more hospital visits for me.  

Music Tuesday

I didn’t plan on having new music Tuesday on the day that this CD actually was released, but sometimes perfect timing happens.
I’ve always loved Jason Mraz.
His music makes me smile and always has.
This CD came out today and I can not wait to purchase it.

I really love this song, and its the only song that I’m glad the radio station I listen to plays more than once a day.

Enjoy my new music Tuesday.

There is Good in This World

Sometimes I get caught up in my selfish ways, or I get caught up in my life, and don’t notice the things around me. Yet, when I do they hit me like a ton of bricks.
Chris and I went to get dinner. We were in line, behind a man. I wasn’t paying very close attention, just patiently waiting my turn. I then saw that he wasn’t speaking and was writing down what he wanted. I then realized, he was deaf. I’m a pretty patient person and I wasn’t really bothered by it. When it was finally our turn, the man gave us free sodas for our inconvenience. I wasn’t inconvenienced in any way. In fact, it broke my heart to think that had there been anyone else in line, they would have been upset.
The man at the cash register and the girl behind the counter went above and beyond what anyone would have expected of them for this man. I assume he regularly frequents that place, because they were so nice and kind to him. Much more than any other people would be.
As I’ve been thinking about it, and I can’t stop thinking about it, I also don’t think they made him pay for his food. I just think that this world needs more people like this, and less people who would become impatient or irritated with this man. All he wanted was food, who knows what other circumstances his life has handed him (poor, alone, etc.) and these employees were beyond kind and amazing. Words can not even begin to describe how I felt in there. I started tearing up and every time I think about it I start to cry (I’m a crier, what can I say), tears of happiness for such a loving and kind way of treating people, and tears of sadness for those who don’t get treated this way.
Thank you Miguel and Jenni at Rubios (even though you may never read this) for restoring my faith in humanity.

Today is where your book begins

the rest is still unwritten.
I’m an avid magazine reader.
My sister bought me a subscription to Cosmopolitan for my birthday last year, and now I get mine for free as long as she renews hers.
I always buy InStyle.
Then I passed this at the store and had to buy it:

May’s issue of Glamour.
I love Lauren Conrad.
I loved Laguna Beach and The Hills.
She’s so pretty, without looking like a harlot or a skank.
She is so successful and I think compared to other reality stars and celebrities, she is a good role model.

I feel like she has been a little out of the spotlight, but these photos are so fresh and refreshing.
I mean, don’t you wish you were her?
I love this bathing suit, by the way.

I’ve also read all the books she wrote in the LA Candy series.
Yes, they are easy reads and yes, they are cheesy, but I like them.
I can’t wait to read her new one, for fun, maybe a beach read on my vacation in July?

I really want this dress and those shoes.

Purple shoes are a must.

She looks so young and youthful.
She doesn’t look like drugs and alcohol have ravaged her body, (or had tons of plastic surgery a la Heidi).

Can I have this bathing suit?
Go pick up the May issue of Glamour.
She seems pretty down to earth and normal.
All images are courtesy of: Glamour

He Is Risen!

He is risen, indeed, Alleluia.
The most important thing about today is that it is Easter Sunday.
“The angel said to the women, ‘Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen just as he said.'” Matthew 28:5-6.

“But when they looked up, they saw that the stone, which was very large, had been rolled away. As they entered the tomb, they saw a young man dressed in a white robe sitting on the right side, and they were alarmed. ‘Don’t be alarmed,’ he said, ‘ You are looking for Jesus, the Nazarene who was crucified. He has risen! He is not here. See the place where they laid him.'” – Mark 16:4-6

“‘Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.'” Luke 24:5-7

All from the N.I.V.
Thanks to Jesus, our sins are forgiven, and we do not need to die, because of His death on the cross.
I made Chris take a picture of me in my new dress.
I really love it.
I actually still get myself a new Easter outfit just like when I was a kid.
Happy Easter!

The print:

My shoes, that I love, but hurt my feet so much.