WIWW and It's our anniversary(!)

Our wedding was 3 years ago today.  In reality, we've been married for well over 3 years.  Confused?

Me too.

All I have to say is that we don't really celebrate September 12th as our anniversary.  Scott sent me these knives as a present back in May.  We consider May 26th to be our real anniversary.  It's weird not to celebrate your "wedding" day.  But this is so common in the military world.

And we I also celebrate our meet-a-versary.  August 30th. (In fact...Scott, I think you forgot my gift for our meet-a-versary.  Get on that, pleaseiloveyou.)

I told him I wanted an anniversary present for September 12th.  He laughed.  A lot.  That was actually the first time I'd talked to him on the phone in weeks.  He had clearly forgotten how funny charming I am.

Headband: Alaska Chicks // Jacket and jeggings:  JCP // Boots: Steve Madden //  Scarf:  Land's End

Welcome to what the next 6 months of my life are going to look like.  I wore this entire get-up all day yesterday.  I mean, the headband came off...for a few minutes at a time.

Anyway...

Happy this-week-is-just-about-half-over day!

P.S.  The Alaska Chicks website is currently under construction (Google them), but I am head over heels in love with their headbands.  I've bought about a dozen in the last 18 months; for me, as gifts, giveaways on the blog, etc.  If I were you, I'd be on the lookout for me giving away another one of these babies soon.

You know, when it becomes "hat weather" for the rest of the world.

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Wednesday Walkabout

Health-ness revisited

I wrote Health-ness last winter.  It was a dark time.  Literally.  The dark in the winter here is no joke.  Winter mindset is much different than summer mindset.  So take what I had to say with a grain of salt.


Here's my current mindset.

Over the last 3 years, I've struggled with how I'm supposed to be as a healthy adult.  For some reason, it never hit me until I moved out on my own.  I mean, I struggled with jeans that got a little tight in college after a semester of too many Oreos and Doritos.  But I'd starve myself Special-K style, the jeans would fit again, I'd get involved with a boy, be busy with working and studying, and life would go on.  I NEVER EXERCISED.

Working out in my Pennsylvania life consisted of soccer (which is a bit torturous).  Working out was something I never really intended to do as an adult.  I don't know if I thought my metabolism would keep me skinny forever or what.  I never thought that far ahead.  Silly me.
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I worked out 6-7 days a week from mid-January to the end of May.  You can read what I did here, here, and here.

Once summer began, I had a schedule:
Monday:  Turbo Kick
Tuesday:  Power Pilates
Wednesday:  RIPPED (a.m) Turbo Kick (p.m.)
Thursday:  Abs and Assets (essentially pilates)
Friday:  Body Blast (intervals of cardio and strength training)
Saturday:  Turbo Kick

Sunday has been a "rest" day, not because I needed it or wanted it, but because there was nothing available and we know it's gonna take a miracle to get me back on a treadmill.

When Scott came home on R&R, obviously my schedule changed.  I still managed to work out, at least going to my Turbo Kick classes.  And we were more or less out and about and I didn't have to schedule my day around "when's dessert?".

My schedule, of course, will break into teeny, tiny sad pieces when school starts.

I'll update you on a routine as soon as I, God-willing, find one.  Pray for me, please.

Some things I've learned in the last 6 months:

1.  I get all twitchy if I don't do Turbo Kick for more than a few days.  It's a true addiction.  This is going to be a problem because the class I go to 3 days a week now is ending (read about that here).  So that means I'm on my own, doing TK at home, for the month of August.  Hopefully, my other gym brings it back in September.  No.  Seriously.  I'll quit and join another gym if they don't (Are you listening AT&T Center??)
(If you're interested, I'm certified.  So I'm allowed to "open up my living room and charge admission".  I'll give you the first class free.  Again.  I'm serious.)

2.  If I'm gonna work out, I'm gonna work out.  I want to be dripping with sweat.  "Bang for my buck" is what I'm after.  I've had a really hard time making it to those Tues./Thurs. classes because pilates doesn't make me sweat.   I mean, I know it's improved my muscle tone and flexibility, but I always feel like I'm half-assing it on Tues./Thurs.

3.  It is an awesome feeling to be the most in-shape person in the class.  Ah-MAZ-ing.  I can't even describe it really.  It's just awesome to know that I'm at the instructor-level of fitness.  I went from doing hardly any cardio a year ago to an instructor this year.  

If there ever was a spoken truth...

Source: pinkinmylife72.tumblr.com via Kristin on Pinterest

So what's up with you and your workout these days?  Inspiration and tips, as always, are most welcome!


(Seriously, if want to take some Turbo Kick, my living room is available..)

Things-to-Talk-About-Tuesday

1.  This is why I don't watch the news anymore.

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Although what I wouldn't give for someone to dress me up and do my hair and makeup like those news anchors everyday.  Must be a rough life, having someone make you look perfect at 5am and all.

2.  I forgot to add something to my "hate list" on Friday.  Coldplay.  I cannot stand even the thought of them.  Their music, with those tinny, whiny sounds, makes me want to poke out an eardrum.  And, by association, I haven't liked Gwenyth Paltrow in years.

3.  Oh, another one I don't like:  Blake Lively.  This ticked me off.

Last night, we went to see Savages.  Dumb.

Dumb.  Dumb.

I know it's a book and, actually, the storyline wasn't awful.  But Blake Lively was awful indeed.  Listening to her narrate the whole damn thing was the worst part.

And SO unbelievable.  You're telling me two rich, intelligent young men are going to go all out, risking their lives, to rescue their white-trash-The-Hills-reject girl?  I don't think so.
She had no redeeming qualities!

Much like Lori.

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4.  The lovely Lauren at Shooting Stars Mag was my swap partner for Meg's Soak up the Sun-Blog Swap.

Goodness gracious, does this girl know how to give a gift! I'm going to have a lot of fun pouring over this.  There's recipes AND sarcasm.  Hours of entertainment for moi.  She also sent this little pile of goodness.  Thanks Lauren!

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Especially when the people fighting barely graduated high school 8 years ago, still don't know how to use a capital letter, and are fighting over some no-job, should-be-in-jail baby daddy. P.S.  I'm too thoroughly amused to delete these people. P.P.S.  Is this why ya'll like to watch Teen Mom??

Things-to-Talk-About-Tuesday 7/3

1. On Sunday, I took a course to become a certified Turbo Kick instructor.  Cool, right?  Yep.  Pretty cool.  More on this later (it so deserves a post of its own.)  Just letting you know it's officially official!

2.  This is absolutely hilarious.  I mean, I can't even describe how well it fits me.  (Thanks, Lauren, for pointing me to that site!)

3.  I haven't watched Sunday's episode of True Blood yet.  I'm desperately trying to catch the husband up on season 4.  I don't want to watch a brand new episode right in front of him.  Yet, I do not want him to go away long enough for me to watch it alone.  Predicaments.


4.  Upon his arrival home, Scott found nail in my tire.  Reassuring, indeed.

5.  He also hung the shelf that had been sitting on the dining room floor for 7 months.

 I couldn't work the drill.  Or I couldn't find it.  Somethin' like that...

The paper chain is how I'm marking the time of this deployment. 

6.  Here's to desserts!

Things-to-Talk-About Tuesday

1. I got an email asking me to come to an event.  Apparently, it's a chance for the wives to join in on the military fun for a day.

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Honestly.  If I wanted to be yelled at and told to march while wearing 50 pounds of gear, I probably would've just joined the army.  As far as I'm concerned, one of the only good parts of deployment is that I don't have to watch my husband prepare for this kind of stuff.  Notice that childcare is ALWAYS available.  I should get a stipend for not having kids.  To make up for all that free childcare they get.

Kidding.
 
2.  Last week, I told you about our yard.  The weather here has been quite amazing.  Low 70s everyday and sunny.  So I took a walk.  Here's one of those houses I mentioned. 

 It's gorgeous.  It's yellow.  It's Craftsman-style.  It'd cost me a million dollars.

I continued down the street on my jaunt.

And then I had reached my quota for Alaska-outdoor-time (27 minutes), so I went home.

3.  I have two brothers.  They are twins.  I realize that I never talk about them.  I never really see them because I'm trapped in this icebox.  One brother is in the air force and spends as much time as he can get away with traveling the world.  The other one is a college graduate who is looking for a job in law enforcement.  (He applied to work in Alaska.  Don't worry.  I talked him out of it.  He's a lot like me and I, for one, would not want to be trapped in an Alaskan village where no one listens to the police.  95% of what the police in villages do involves picking up the drunks from the sidewalks and taking them home.)
Anyway, Denny and Greg turn 23 today.  That just means I'm old. Very, very old.
Happy Birthday and yourgiftswillbelatebecauseijustmailedthemyesterday!
I baked some cookies to send home to them.

 Denny came to visit 2 years ago.  Now the poor boy's made the blog. 

3.  Last week, I was really off my game when it came to working out.  I did Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday as scheduled, forced myself to go Thursday night, and I really half-assed my way through Body Blast on Friday.  I was supposed to go to two other classes and I just...didn't.   However, when I look at the muscles I've gained over the last 5 months, I know that I just can't stop.  Muscles don't magically happen. 

I credit my arms to RIPPED. 
I should probably stop skipping it on Wednesdays.

4.  I went to Wal-Mart to pick up some pictures I had developed.  They told me they needed a copyright release in order for me to take them because they were professional pictures.
I take that as quite the compliment! 

 
They gave them to me anyway.  Um, how do you even get a copyright release??  (Anybody wanna buy a picture??)

5.  My laptop is DYING.  It's 2 1/2 years old.  And it's a $500 Toshiba.  Before this one, I had an HP laptop.  It lasted from 2005-2009 and succumbed to a virus.
I am really bad at taking care of things.  For example, my husband installs my anti-virus software as I do not know how (properly, anyway). 

Indeed