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Monthly Archives: March 2012






Out of curiosity I pulled up a list of all of the search terms that have brought people here. Some made sense… Like “heart healthy lasagna”. Others? Well… Some of them definitely made me scratch my head.

In no particular order, here are my favorites:


I feel sorry for the guy (or girl, I suppose) that typed Boobs into Google and ended up here. I’m guessing that person was a little disappointed.



Jello shots and window curtain assembly

I’m not sure why Google sent this one to me. Kind of an odd combination. Let’s get drunk and hang curtains! 

Mario Lopez fun facts

He ran into me once!

Disobedient girlfriend

I wonder if The Boyfriend has been snooping…

In other news,this weekend during study breaks I poked around the internet and…

I found and managed to work myself into a fit of giggles that almost made me pee.

I saw this picture and instantly felt better about life. Stupid Mayans.

I enjoyed reading this post about word choice…

And finally, this guy always makes me laugh. Freudian slip!

Please take a minute to watch this video. The comments made by members of the Republican party recently are disturbing, to say the least.

Sorry, the video doesn’t seem to want to stay in the post for some reason. Here’s the link… Let me know if you have any trouble viewing it!

I’ve mentioned a couple of times (here and here) that I have been struggling with my weight. It’s been a rough few years for me, especially when I stepped on the scale and saw the reading for 180 pounds staring back at me.

My weight issues have been a constant source of depression and anxiety for the last few years.

Depression told me “It doesn’t matter what or how much you eat. You’re already a fatass!” so I stopped paying attention to what I ate, how much and how frequently. For a while my diet consisted mostly of fast food…And none of it even remotely good for me. I mean, why order a salad when jalapeno poppers are on the menu? So what if I’ve eaten them 3 times this week already and it’s only Wednesday?

My anxiety caused me to suddenly develop an issue with eating in front of people…I only wanted to eat by myself, really, and if I had to be around people I only ate if they were eating, too.  I was just so sure people were looking at me like I was a circus freak, judging me on how much and what I was eating.

I think two things caused my sudden and surprising turn-around. I became unemployed, for one, and I didn’t have the money to eat fast food every day. I also quit drinking soda almost entirely because I was broke. I started eating what was available…Since I was spending most of my time at my mom and dad’s I had lots of much healthier options.

My dad’s heart surgery also impacted me in a huge way. When the doctors suggested a heart-healthy diet for him, I immediately jumped on board to support him. It was also the first time someone close to me had such a huge close call…and I realized that the food I was eating could land me in the exact same place down the road.

So. Since October I have lost a substantial amount of weight. I’ve been quiet about it because a part of me is terrified that it’s temporary. I’m afraid my body will betray me again and I’ll be right back where I started. But you know what? I’m also really, really proud of myself.

The before... 180 pounds.

Guys, I now weigh 135 pounds.

The first time I went shopping after losing weight I was actually a little nervous. I grabbed a pair of black dress pants off of the rack to try on as well as some shirts and, not really sure what size would be right, I brought a few different sizes in the dressing room. The smallest size was a 7-8 (short…’cause I am) and I figured that would be pretty tight.

Those pants were too big.

I’m not kidding.

I literally jumped for joy…So if you happened to be in the dressing room next to me you probably thought I was crazy. Yes, that was my 30-year-old self jumping up and down, then doing a happy dance.

I’m fairly certain I let out a squeal of excitement when I tried on jeggings (yes, jeggings) and instantly loved them. In fact, I think I tried everything on in the store… If I didn’t like something it was because the color wasn’t right for me, not because it made me look like an overstuffed sausage.

Last night I stopped by Maurices to see if they had a cute green shirt in case The BF and I go out for St. Patrick’s Day. It was still a little strange for me to automatically grab size small. While trying the shirt on I took a pic… So here it is, the 45 pounds gone after picture:


I'm such a dweeb.

Yup. Pretty happy to be feeling normal again.

So last Saturday I got a whole bunch of hairs cut off!



I think it ended up being about 10 inches. That wad of hair is in a baggie waiting to be mailed to Locks of Love.

I’m a giver.


I make this look goooooooood.

I also got my color fixed.

Anyway, this is what my hair looks like now:



I likes it.

Bonus: The Boyfriend likes it, too.


You may be noticing my chipped nail polish.
You might also be wondering why I’m showing you a picture of my left hand.
Well boys and girls, I hope you’re noticing the lack of a ring.
So can we quit with the rumors?

I’m not engaged.

The BF and I are not getting married anytime soon.

I can’t think of a simpler way to explain this unless I bust out some crayons.

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