Friday, August 7, 2009

I No Longer Use the Elevator

I have 6 followers


Yep, I don't use the elevator anymore. At least not for now. Stairs work just fine. Sure I can't sing at the top of my lungs. Sure I can't run in circles. But I've committed to NO Elevators and I'm stickin' to it, ya hear? I have been trying to lose weight. (ok, so I use that term loosely because I haven't tried very hard...but I'm back on it.) I lost about 6 lbs and then all of a sudden it stopped. And all through my calendar I put down the same weight (week after week) with increasingly sadder faces by each week's weight. But I am proud to say that after many weeks of increasingly sadder faces...this week I could mark down my weight with not one, not two... but THREE exclamation marks behind it! like this!!! See? I am excited! Why? Well because... I lost two more l-b's! It seems like a tiny victory in the grand scheme of things...but it's my tiny victory so I'm going to jump up and down off the scale if I want to...even if it means that everyone on my hall at work looks at me funny. Why do I keep a scale at work? Well if not I know I would weighing myself in the middle of the night. I've been there before. And I do NOT want to go back down that bedeviled road...


"Ok, this is my weight before I pee..." and then "Ok, this is my weight AFTER I pee...hmm...interesting... I wonder how much this cantaloupe weighs. I wonder how much I weigh holding this cantaloupe and brushing my teeth. I wonder if there's anyone else out there wondering how much they weigh with their cantaloupe while brushing their teeth?"

You see what I mean? Then I'm up the rest of the night contemplating the meaning to life. So let's just say it's best the scale and I are kept separate.

Let me get back to my life through pictures... WAIT before I do, I'd just like to say... I know I've been neglectful to my 6 lonely followers. But sometimes when you write a blog you wonder - does anybody read this crap? Or am I just amusing myself? If you follow me secretly, that's ok too. I don't mind having secret blogging friends. But I am wondering - is it me? Am I guilty pleasure? Are you ashamed? haha But to the 6 that openly follow me:
jess(i)ca the i is silent, laceywilson15, doodlebug, kerri, la. hammarlund, and emilym. I'm sorry I haven't written more to amuse you! I will do better in the future!

Oh and since I'm doing all these shout outs - I hope that emilym feels better! She just let me know that she's having some ucky sickness/health stuff. Yuck! I hope you feel better soon.

Can I just note that I feel like the door to the first floor has been mocking me all day. ALL DAY. It's like - "Meliiiinddda...you know you want to walk through me and get on the elevator. You know you do...it's sooo much better than those stupid stairs" But every time I've successfully resisted the urge and instead kept walking up the stairs. Even THOUGH I had to walk up and down the stupid stairs at LEAST 10 times today. StUpId Door... Mocking me. In my head I yelled, "SHUT UP STUPID DOOR!"
That'll teach it to mock me.

So on with bringing you up to speed through pictures...




Matt and I are only 6 days a part.


I surprised him at work with this ice cream cake.
The Piggy sings Happy Birthday - so cute!


So busy he couldn't even stop when I came in.


I made a surprise picnic dinner for Matt... he had to follow the candles to the front room of our new house. Where I had a picnic out - his favorite... Publix subs and doritos :) I forgot to take a pic of the set up...bc I thought i heard him coming in...i had to hurry and hide! It was fun!

He had to follow the candles a while.

Anna found us at the Pub :)

Matt was whining about everyone buying him shot after shot so his bf - Fandom (guy on left below) bought him the girliest drink in the Pub.
Fandom, Chris and Matt deep in conversation.

Our friends Lauren and Will got married in Carrollin beach in July. Here are some pics from our trip:

Matt slept the whole way to Florida.

We went out to eat with everyone the first night there.

I wouldn't mess with Chip when he has his lighting bolt out like that.


Some of the girls at Tootsie's

Lauren on stage with the singers. My favorite part was when some girl jumped on stage while Lauren was up there and asked the guy if he would "TAKE YER HAT OFF" He barely looked at her and said "M'am this hat would have to be surgically removed from my head, get off the stage I'm talkin' to Lauren the soon to be newly wed." And then ignored her the rest of the time she was on stage. Hilarious! HIIIILARIOUS!

It was sooo great to hang out with you guys. I miss you already!


My little sister (and bridesmaid) love lexa.

Lauren's Dad's Crazy friends. They ran up when I was trying to take a pic and made me into a sandwich. What a crazy night.


Megan was my beach bum buddy. We stayed out on the beach with our margaritas all day long!


When Megan and I were on the beach by ourselves we went to wade in the water and she saw a guy throwing out a fishing line. "What'cha cetchin'? Sharks?" She said to him jokingly. We laughed and got out of the water to lay out some more when the crazy guy came running at us. Omg, he actually caught a shark! A little shark...but A SHARK! He threw it back out, but when he did it landed on the sand instead of in the water. Something came over me, I reached in and picked it up and put it in deeper water. I couldn't watch him squirm like that...hoping for oxygen. I just had to do something.


Lauren and Will tied the knot on the beach. Will made the bamboo archway thingy they are standing under.
cutting the cake


ha! i love it!

Us singing to Lauren.

Congratulations Lauren and Will. Thank you for including us in your special day! We love you!

5 comments:

  1. Gosh I miss you! I hope I see you the 22nd!!! :)

    And once again I love your post! :)

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  2. Aww thanks for blogging about me! I feel much better! Love you!

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  3. LMAO! Okay, confession time...I have the scale obsession, too! I'm absolutely fascinated by how much weight I lose after a good pee!

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  4. I always debate if each piece of clothing matters in weighing oneself. I don't think it does. I am so proud of you! Come go walk with me or run. It doesn't matter we can just gossip and make fun of our men.

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