Sunday, June 29, 2008

Bestfriend Reunion

Friday I'm leaving for the Bay. How better to celebrate the 4th than with your bestfriend, a new city to visit, and fireworks? I can't wait.

Friday, June 27, 2008

my aching back

I went to kickboxing last night. I was 20 minutes late, and only the teacher was in the class when I got there. I wanted to just leave, but Marci convinced me to stay. To say I was tired afterwards would be an understatement. See, usually I'm the one in the class in the far, back corner trying to hide from mirrors. When you stand back there, you can take it easy when you get tired because no one can see you. I'm also not the most coordinated of people, so it helps when you just can't get the jab-cross-upper-hook rhythm. Sometimes it takes me awhile. Last night, I was front and center. Though I could barely stand to give her one more uppercut, and my heart was pounding out of my chest, AND my entire body is sore today, I'm glad I went. Marci kicked my butt in a definite good way.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

*sigh*

Today is not a great day. It's not bad per se, I just feel like I can't catch a break. It's a *sigh* sort of day...

*sigh*
Last night, I went to a "Favorite Things" party. It's like Oprah's Favorite things, on a WAY smaller scale. I don't even like Oprah, but I like favorite things! Each person had to think of one of there favorite things, and bring three of them. Through careful consideration, I narrowed it down. Coldplay is my favorite band (yes, Chris Martin, if you're beloved Gwyn ever gets old, I am available), and since their new CD came out last Tuesday, I burned three copies of that. I got away pretty cheap, but a dang good gift, if I do say so myself. You sit in a circle and draw three names out of jar, and those people get your gifts... piece of cake. Two of three gifts I got were good... some hair stuff, and face wash, and something else that was pretty lame, but oh well. I had a good time, anyway.

*sigh*
I took my car for an oil change on Monday, and of course came back with a list of things wrong with it. I swear one of two things are happening 1) My car is a piece or 2) The jerks at AutoLab think they can take advantage because I'm a girl. I've been waiting for "Joe" to call me back "in fifteen minutes" for the last hour. He wasn't very nice today which again made me want to do one of two things 1) Start crying or 2) say, "Listen here you little butthole..." I did neither. I was late for work today because his shop that was supposed to open at 8, opened at 8:15. Really, people?!? Then I walked to work...just a few blocks, no big deal. Well, it's humid here, like sweaty armpit humid, and my straightened hair is now wavy... Not cute wavy, more like remind me of my horrendously ugly junior high years. Pre discovery of a flat iron. Pre contacts. Pre makeup. Pre straight, gapless front teeth. I'll stop now.

*sigh*
I had a hard time at my WW meeting today being happy for the people who were meeting their goals when I'm not meeting mine. I'm a sore loser... or gainer. Whatever way you look at it.

*sigh*

Friday, June 20, 2008

Baby Hungry Part 2


I had lunch with Baby Cambri today... and Megan & Ashley. Isn't she precious?

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Baby Hungry

I think admitting that you're "baby hungry" is one of those things that send all (most) single men running. At the risk of losing all hope, I'll admit it. There's babies everywhere, and I can't get enough. My sister's friends are popping them out like crazy. Lest you think I'm speaking of an older sister, I must set the record straight by saying she's younger... by six years. One of my best friends, EM called from Kentucky to say she's pregnant... with her third. My oldest friend, Heather just had the cutest baby boy, and my good friend, Megan gave birth to the sweetest, most precious little girl named Cambri. I could just squeeze her! There's something about a baby that makes me hopeful, and my heart quite happy, makes me want one all my own.

For now, she's my baby. High-maintenance she is. Athena's a year and half old, and the most hyper, needy, spoiled, and loved dog I know. She has a collar collection that even the most fashionable pup would envy. :) She was sick a couple of nights ago -- I literally had to take her out 4 or 5 times in the middle of the night. It was then that I realized I wasn't ready to give up my precious 8 hours of sleep for a baby -- that, and the fact that I only represent half of the necessary equation to make one. So for now, I really am content. Run no longer, fellas. I'm getting my fix with all these cuties around me. I enjoy my current role... Being "Aunt Nikki" to so many, and "Mommy" to just Athena Josephina.