proof is in the animal crackers.

I was walking through target and spotted this.

All I can say is that- if its lilly pulitzer, I will buy it. Even though I dont really like animal crackers- they're too lemony. However., that is not the point. I contemplated buying lots of boxes in case I happened to throw a spontaneous lilly pulitzer themed baby shower in the next few months- I would have great favors. But then I realized (a little sadly I might admit) that I was in dream land. So  I setteled for 2 boxes. Im not really sure why I even needed 2 boxes, except that in dream land I can come up with some pinterest-esq craft with the box.  dream land is nice. :)
life.love.lilly.

hook.line.sinker.

I made a major life decision over the weekend.

I joined LA Fitness.

I know, huge. Not as big as cancelling my cable would have been if I followed through with that claim, but still a big deal.

As part of my membership package, I got a free fitness assessment with a guy named Larry. I  dont like to pass up something free so I signed up. When I went into the appointment, I was FULLY aware it was a sales pitch to get me to sign up for a personal trainer, but I had already told my friend on the phone as I walked in, "They can say whatever they want, there is NO way Im signing up for anything."  Larry and I chatted about my weight, goals, current body fat percentage- all things I love discussing with a boy in a public place. But I swallowed my pride and was honest in order to make it worth my while. Larry then decided to go over what he thought was a good timeline- and hit me with this gem, " Well, this will be a great opportunity for you to ring in 30 strong!"

stop. right. there.

I am a MORE than 2 years away from 30. Why, why, would Larry want to age me to that dark number so fast. I gave him the death stare- like it was the Hunger games, and told him we would NOT be referring to 30 as my goal and to not again mention my future birthday. Fortunatly, he thought i was just hilarous and said we could use the new year as my new goal. Good idea, Larry. He gave me a very informative lecture about how to lose weight, build lean muscle, etc. You know the same stuff  I read about in Fitness, Self, and Glamour every month and promptly ignore, but for some reason, it was really making sense today. Larry also gave me some pointers about my eating habits: too much diet coke was his main critique. Lets just say I moved that piece of information promplty into the forget part of my brain. Its just not going to happen. He also suggested that for my after dinner snack (known to most as dessert) I substitude sweets for a high fiber cereal or vegetables. How can I even begin to respond that?

Finally, we got to the workout part of the assessment. And was pleasantly surprised that I enjoyed it! I have the attention span of a small child when it comes to working out. Having someone there to force me to complete and exericse as well as show me what to do was really helpful. After the session, Larry asked me if I would like inforamation on the programs they have, and before I realized it, I said, yes please. 

And 20 minutes later I was the proud new owner of a personal trainer.
Congratulations, LA Fitness, I took the bait.
But I dont think its a bad change. In fact, Im kind of excited about it :)

Wish List

I long to be the kind of person who can walk into anthropologie and pick out something to wear. But I'm not that cool yet. However, I did need to buy a wedding shower gift for a friend and she was registered there so I decided to head over. Even if I cant pick out clothes yet from there, I can pick out an awesome housewear or five that I love.

I walked in and asked the sales girl at the front how I could get a copy of my friends registry. She rolled her eyes and declared with utter disgust, "we dont have REGISTRIES, we have WISH LISTS." this is going to go real well. I resisted the urge to make a snap back and wispered" be Jesus " to myself and asked where I could get a copy of the wish list. She motioned towards the register. At the register, the sales girl had to page the manager 3 times to figure out how to access it, and then was annoyed when I asked to have a copy printed. Hello? Has this woman ever shopped off a registry, err, wish list? One needs the list in hand so you can walk around see what the bride picked out, what you like, and then make your final decision. I know I do things my own way, like take my pizza apart when I eat it, but I dont think Im alone on this one.

Finally, I had the list in hand and began to shop. Only then did I remember that I hadn't had lunch or diet coke yet and the combo was making me very very hangry (you know the hungry/angry phenomenon). After a lunch break and meeting up with my aunt, I went back to tackle the project. I thought the hardest part was over. Wrong. After combing the "Wish list" and comparing skew numbers to find the exact item, I finally had a great gift. However, at the registy I learned that THEY DONT TAKE ITEMS OFF THE WISH LIST FOR YOU. 4 20 something sales girls surrounded me and explained me that its impossible to indicate which items you purchased. When I questioned them, I got many a confused look-as if none of them have ever been to a bridal shower and realize the importance of this feature. I dont want to go to the shower and watch the bride open four of the same things. I finally just smiled and asked them to gift wrap the box for me.

And you know what the irony is of the whole thing, they win. Why? Because they have the best stuff. So Ill just rant and rave, and then one day register there myself.

Its been a while. A long while. But hopefully I'm back to stay. After some major life changes, Ive decided to return to the blog. I know, the moment you've all been waiting for. And yes, I realize "return to the blog" may be a bit of a stretch as I only posted about 3 times before I lost the motivation.

I worked thursday through saturday nights but here are some things from the weekend.

1) I correctly predicted the color of my patients hair on saturday night. Blue, for the record. If that is not mad nursing skills right there, I dont know what is.

2) We had Community Q BBQ catered for dinner as a nurses week treat. The macaroni and cheese was the best I've ever had. And no lie, there are 1400 calories per serving. Thats proof enough that its delicious. That and the fact I have plans to go back for dinner tomorrow night and then the gym for the rest of my life.

3) I got to spend sunday morning with thirteen 2 year olds. I teach sunday school at church  and look forward to it every week. I pray the children have such sweet memories and learn about Jesus as I did when I was a little lady :) One little boy runs to the door each week with a giant smile on his face when he sees me from down the hall and it makes me happy every time.

4) I had sweet phone call with my mom on mothers day. I'm so thankful for phones that make it easy to talk when you live far away from the people you love (and im thankful for my mom too, obvi).

 

5) "Downton Abby" is quickly becoming one of my favorite shows. Its hard to beat "Teen Mom" in my book- but this comes awfully close.

 

I dont have a plan. or a theme. or any real ideas of where Im going with this, except that its just a little bit of me.

the end.

for now.