I've been a little MIA the last week or so.....I however have a really great excuse! I've been working my butt off for work - now that the Plunge is over, I can kick my feet up and relax a little more and this past weekend I did just that!
I was overly excited that on Sunday I was getting to spend some time with my good friends Megan and Steph. Steph and Mike just had a little baby girl and she is perfect! I've gotten to see their sweet little baby before but both time was never able to hold or love on her (once was a chance meeting in Target and the other time while I was working the Plunge). I just have to say....I forgot just how much I love myself a little baby. I'm pretty sure it showed that I was over the moon happy to be holding, feeding, burping and talking to their 2 month old. I may have even offered to quit my job and be their nanny......
Really what is there NOT to love about a baby? I remember when Samantha and Balin were both really young - I would beg my sister to let me feed them, change them and give them bathes. Basically, I wanted to care for them 24/7 and I loved it. I even enjoyed the 4am feedings - it's just the two of you and it's such a special time. A time that I have with the both of them that I will hold close to my heart always. As they grow and become "less cute" and do things that make me shake my head - I will always remember that there once was a sweet human in that body and that one day, they will return. My Nephew Balin is still super sweet....my the 17 year old Samantha, well she's 17. You get the point.
Anyway, back to my friends sweet baby.....I really can't wait to hold her again. I will more than likely be calling and begging Steph to allow me to come over and give her a break. I can't wait to have my very own little ones someday soon - God willing.
Monday, December 10, 2012
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Lottery
If I wont the lottery......What a wonderful day it would be! First, I wouldn't tell the world and then I would do the following things.
- Freak out. Jump up and down. Freak out some more and then call my Mom and Dad.
- Go on a small spending splurge -
- new car
- new house
- furnish my new house!
- buy my parents something wonderful and replace that SL Benz I crashed.
- go on vacation with my fav family members.
- Sadly, I think I would leave my job and start my own rescue or just spend my time as a volunteer.
- Invest my money and live on an allowance
- Freak out again.
- Buy a house on a farm and clear out a shelter of all their cats. Have one staff person to care for all the cats and keep up the "cat house" - I'm crazy...I know.
- Do random acts of kindness to help out someone deserving.
- Relax. Enjoy my family and give back to things I believe it.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
All about me!
That my new goal in my personal life. To make my life more about ME (in a positive way)! Over the last six or so years, I've really let myself "go" - fitness hasn't been number one, I've put everyone and everything before myself and it's just not healthy.
Growing up, I was overly active. As soon as I was able, my parents had me in gymnastics, dance, tap and then finally at 4, I found figure skating. A little fact, I hate to run. If you were in my gym class as a young child...you would know this. I walked the mile and made the whole class wait for me as I walked my 15 min mile. It wasn't because I couldn't run...It' was because I wasn't going to run.
Anyway, growing up, I was at the rink on average 4 to 6 hours a day. I wasn't always skating, I was in the gym with the trainers, in dance class, doing office or skating on the ice. I was so physically fit that I could eat anything I wanted but found myself not wanting much. I stayed around 105 - 110 pounds during high school....a nice size zero in pant sizes (those were the days).
Then I went to college and the size zeros we to a size 2...so awful (or so I thought) - I stayed active. Taking fitness classes each semester, hitting the gym with friends, dancing the nights away at clubs drinking my rum and diets, and walking all around the city of Oakland (Pittsburgh that is).
After college.....things took a turn for the worst. I started to put my job first, boyfriend at the time first and anything else that came my way. I didn't work out. I ate on the run and the weight came on. It didn't help that I got sick and was put on steroids. That helped to pack on a lot of pounds. After that...I gave up.
Six years later, I'm tired. I'm tired of everything and I'm finally realizing that I need to be number one in my life. I need to eat healthy. That's a choice I can make. I need to not pass up the gym to do something that can wait till later. I need to get my butt to my class and make my health and fitness just as important as going to work.
I'm two months in to attending a fitness class 3 times a week. Do I make it all 3 times....not always. I'm in the middle of our largest fundraiser of the year and I'm giving myself a few passes but 3 times a week is my goal. I would love to go 4 times a week but I noticed that when I do, things around the house start to slide....so I think 3 is a realistic goal for me, right now.
Thus far, I've started to feel a lot more happy with myself. I've signed up for a year membership and I really can't wait to see myself this time next year : ) I"ve also down 5 pounds. Which is huge for me.
Growing up, I was overly active. As soon as I was able, my parents had me in gymnastics, dance, tap and then finally at 4, I found figure skating. A little fact, I hate to run. If you were in my gym class as a young child...you would know this. I walked the mile and made the whole class wait for me as I walked my 15 min mile. It wasn't because I couldn't run...It' was because I wasn't going to run.
Anyway, growing up, I was at the rink on average 4 to 6 hours a day. I wasn't always skating, I was in the gym with the trainers, in dance class, doing office or skating on the ice. I was so physically fit that I could eat anything I wanted but found myself not wanting much. I stayed around 105 - 110 pounds during high school....a nice size zero in pant sizes (those were the days).
Then I went to college and the size zeros we to a size 2...so awful (or so I thought) - I stayed active. Taking fitness classes each semester, hitting the gym with friends, dancing the nights away at clubs drinking my rum and diets, and walking all around the city of Oakland (Pittsburgh that is).
After college.....things took a turn for the worst. I started to put my job first, boyfriend at the time first and anything else that came my way. I didn't work out. I ate on the run and the weight came on. It didn't help that I got sick and was put on steroids. That helped to pack on a lot of pounds. After that...I gave up.
Six years later, I'm tired. I'm tired of everything and I'm finally realizing that I need to be number one in my life. I need to eat healthy. That's a choice I can make. I need to not pass up the gym to do something that can wait till later. I need to get my butt to my class and make my health and fitness just as important as going to work.
I'm two months in to attending a fitness class 3 times a week. Do I make it all 3 times....not always. I'm in the middle of our largest fundraiser of the year and I'm giving myself a few passes but 3 times a week is my goal. I would love to go 4 times a week but I noticed that when I do, things around the house start to slide....so I think 3 is a realistic goal for me, right now.
Thus far, I've started to feel a lot more happy with myself. I've signed up for a year membership and I really can't wait to see myself this time next year : ) I"ve also down 5 pounds. Which is huge for me.
Monday, November 19, 2012
Water Bill.....
I can't wait to see my next water bill......
It all circles back to these awful animals. I don't fully understand why my cats have to be the most awful creatures in the world. Why can't I just have calm, relaxed cats that lay around and do NOTHING!
This past weekend, D and I went out with our friends - I didn't get home till hours later. When I got out of the car, I could hear the sound of running water flowing down the pipe in the garage. My mind started to flood with awful thoughts of my upstairs under water. I walk in the house and I can hear water flowing (and fast)....I don't see any water on the downstairs floor...this has to be a good thing. I make my way up the stairs and am greeted by two little faces looking at me. The look on their face said it all "crap. she's home. we better go hide." - I slowly walk to the bathroom. I peak my head in, fully expecting to see the toilet, which wobbles laying on the ground with water flying all over the room. Nope. Those monsters turned the tub on. Thankfully, the water was draining and the tub was only 1/2 way filled with water (it had been running that long) and there wasn't any flooding.
I thought I was going to be ill. The bathroom door will now remain closed.
Anyone want a cat? or two?
It all circles back to these awful animals. I don't fully understand why my cats have to be the most awful creatures in the world. Why can't I just have calm, relaxed cats that lay around and do NOTHING!
This past weekend, D and I went out with our friends - I didn't get home till hours later. When I got out of the car, I could hear the sound of running water flowing down the pipe in the garage. My mind started to flood with awful thoughts of my upstairs under water. I walk in the house and I can hear water flowing (and fast)....I don't see any water on the downstairs floor...this has to be a good thing. I make my way up the stairs and am greeted by two little faces looking at me. The look on their face said it all "crap. she's home. we better go hide." - I slowly walk to the bathroom. I peak my head in, fully expecting to see the toilet, which wobbles laying on the ground with water flying all over the room. Nope. Those monsters turned the tub on. Thankfully, the water was draining and the tub was only 1/2 way filled with water (it had been running that long) and there wasn't any flooding.
I thought I was going to be ill. The bathroom door will now remain closed.
Anyone want a cat? or two?
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Christmas Cards....
I want to send them....But I really feel as if they may be a bigger pain in the your know what than it's worth! I don't keep an address book and I have to pay all my bills online b/c I forget to hit the mailbox (which is just on the side of my house). I'm lazy. I know it and you know it.
That said. I think I'm going to send some business to one of my creative friends and have some nice Christmas cards made. The real question.....Will Doug join me on the card and if not....will it be me and my 100 cats? Me, myself and I? Ugh. I need some cute kids to place on my card.
Send me your address though facebook or email if you want one of my cards. I can promise the design will be awesome....the photo, not promises.
That said. I think I'm going to send some business to one of my creative friends and have some nice Christmas cards made. The real question.....Will Doug join me on the card and if not....will it be me and my 100 cats? Me, myself and I? Ugh. I need some cute kids to place on my card.
Send me your address though facebook or email if you want one of my cards. I can promise the design will be awesome....the photo, not promises.
Crazyness
This past week we (me, my boss and a few of our Law Enforcement Partners) headed out to Indianapolis for the International Law Enforcement Torch Run Conference - It was simply amazing.
Spending four days with a group of over 900 law enforcement officers and Special Olympics staff members from across the world was refreshing. It opened my eyes and reminded me as to why I love my job.
There aren't words for how touching the Athletes who attended the conference were. Their stories were inspiring. It gives me the push to want to do more and be better - for them.
We also had a lot of fun - We are so incredibly blessed by all of of our law enforcement partners. They are kind and generous and have hearts of gold. Spending four nights getting to know each of them better was so much fun. I truly can't wait for next year and to spend this coming year building the relationships already in place and creating new one.
We returned on Saturday and I was exhausted. Four days of not enjoying my normal 10 hours of sleep was difficult for this girl - Sunday was beautiful but to be honest I didn't want to leave my bed or couch. I was exhausted!
Spending four days with a group of over 900 law enforcement officers and Special Olympics staff members from across the world was refreshing. It opened my eyes and reminded me as to why I love my job.
There aren't words for how touching the Athletes who attended the conference were. Their stories were inspiring. It gives me the push to want to do more and be better - for them.
We also had a lot of fun - We are so incredibly blessed by all of of our law enforcement partners. They are kind and generous and have hearts of gold. Spending four nights getting to know each of them better was so much fun. I truly can't wait for next year and to spend this coming year building the relationships already in place and creating new one.
We returned on Saturday and I was exhausted. Four days of not enjoying my normal 10 hours of sleep was difficult for this girl - Sunday was beautiful but to be honest I didn't want to leave my bed or couch. I was exhausted!
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
I Voted!
And I hope you did as well! Election Day is one of my favorite days - it's just so exciting. It's history in the making and you have the chance to be apart of it.
I obviously hope that my pick wins and it will be a late night as I wait for all the votes to filter though!
I obviously hope that my pick wins and it will be a late night as I wait for all the votes to filter though!
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