Aunt, Appetite and Art

I’m counting down the hours until Brandon and I chauffeur my aunt, Deb from the airport to Spaghetti Warehouse! (T-minus 5 hours) She’s visiting from Georgia and love when she comes.



We picked Spaghetti Warehouse for a number of reasons. I’m obsessed with pasta, we have a buy 1 meal, get 1 free coupon and its right down the road from the Arts Festival going on tonight. Win, win, win!   

The bad news is the weather in Ohio is ludicrous and it’s going to be 50 degrees with a 40% chance of rain :\ So we’re going to layer up, grab the umbrella and enjoy it anyway. Or at least that’s the plan. *Fingers crossed* We all know when I get cold and wet I get a little crabby straight bitchy. I LOVE rain on a warm day, but in the cold, I might go "Britney Spears with an umbrella" on someone!

Cheers ya’ll (that’s right, breaking out the Georgia accent) now bring on the weekend!  

It's Ok Thursday

It's Ok...

...To not be strong enough to use an apple corer (ca'mon P90x, build those arms)

...To LIKE you in-laws. Really. I love mine.

...To not own a smartphone.

...To watch NCIS marathons on Friday nights.

...To go to bed before 10pm.

...To not like drinking. Not even wine.

...To live on a budget and actually like it.

...To prefer rain over sun.

...To spend more money on others than yourself.

...To know everything about a person from their Facebook posts alone.

...To not have "a song" with your significant other.

...To never have seen Grey's Anatomy.

...To keep a planner that you write in with a pen.

 

What are you saying it's ok to today?

Feelin' Feisty

I have two things on my mind today...

P90x pandemonium! I am currently on day 3 of this nightmare of a regimen and have very sore muscles already. I was a non-believer after I didn't even break a sweat on day 1, however, day 2 more than made up for it and day 3 now has my arms screaming.

Let's be honest, I probably won't do all 90 days, I'm just not self-disciplined enough. I'm over that. But I do plan to do it until the "this is fun and new" phase wears off. I don't care about what the scale says, I just want to tone. And I refuse to follow that horrid diet! I eat carbs. That will never change. I want to work out and still eat whatever I want, just like I have my whole life. (Insert "skinny bitch" comments here and move on) 

Yes, I took "before" pictures and no, you cannot see them. Maybe if there are significant changes at the end of this, I'll post them. Nah, probably not. I love how people always have a tan in their "after" picture too. Don't worry, I will still be border-line cottonball in 90 days. No tan for Snow White.

Does anyone have any P90x advice other than "just keep pushing play"? 


The other glorious thing on my mind today are Halloween costumes. That's right, the time of year when women find it acceptable to go out in public in little-to-nothing. 

Why would you want to look like this Raggedy Ann: 

When you could look like this one:



That's right people, tacky is the new classy. Now, I admit I was one of those girls in college. *Sigh*

But now it's more fun to make fun of these women than applaud their bravery for stepping out of the house like this. So head on down to Costume Express and spend $100 to look like a tramp. Your parents will be so proud.  

It's ok Thursday (on Friday, I know)

Like I said, I'm new to this so I missed "It's ok Thursday" but I'm making up for it now and maybe next week, I'll link up to the official chain. So today I'm saying "It's ok"...

To leave your straightener on for 45 mintues before you remember to use it.

To walk to the mailbox in men's basketball shorts.

To reject friend requests from randos on Facebook.

To eat cereal morning, noon and night.

To leave laundry in the dryer for more than a day, that's what wrinkle release is for.

To pet your cat then fling hair all over your floor. One day you'll break out the sweeper.

To IM your husband while teleworking in the same room of your house.

To have a full bag ready to go to Goodwill for over 2 months.

To take 100 pictures just to get that 1 good one.

To not have a DVR. Really. It's refreshing.

To cry during movies. Or reality TV. Or commercials for that matter.

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What are you saying "it's ok" to?

It's official...

I'm now a blogger! Something I've wanted to do for a long time but have been too lazy busy. (Riiiight)


Now if I could only think of something to say... I'll get back to this later today :]