Monday, June 29, 2009
We had a wonderful time in Destin - even though our feet never actually touched the sand. Weird, I know. Saturday was spent strolling around the Destin Commons, finding some cute summer clothes for work. I found two adorable skirts at Ann Taylor Loft - which was a huge accomplishment for me. I NEVER wear skirts.
Saturday evening we went to one of my favorite places - AJ's Seafood and Oyster Bar. YUM.
We had to wait for awhile because it was slam-packed with people ready to get their eat on. Luckily for us, the place sits on the water, so we strolled up and down the harbor looking at the boats and enjoying some icy margaritas. By the time our drinks were finished, our table was ready.
After supper we caught a late showing of Transformers, which I LOVED. Kevin mentioned that he wanted to see the new Terminator flick, too - but it was 12:30 when our first movie was over. We could have caught the 12:40 Terminator, but were both too tired, so we called it a night.
We stayed at the Grand Sandestin at Baytowne Wharf. It was beautiful. The resort sits on the bay and is surrounded by a cute little village of shops and eateries.
I tried to take more pictures, but y'all it was so humid, my camera lens kept fogging up. Look:
We slept in and took our time getting ready yesterday morning, then headed over to the outlet shops to browse for a bit. Then, after a yummy lunch at Hogs Breath, we sadly began our drive home. But not without a quick stop at the Eglin Air Force Base Armament Museum. Kevin is a helicopter nerd. He loves them, so he really enjoyed walking around and looking at all of the aircraft.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Kevin and I are leaving tomorrow to spend a couple of days in Destin. There will be much shopping, seafood and soaking up the sun. Maybe even a game or two of minigolf, if I can talk him into it.
I hope you all have a great weekend. See you Monday!
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Diligent reader to review and report upon the eleventy-billion blogs I’ve missed in the past week. Applicants must have an impeccable memory and keen sense of humor. Must be willing to post witty comments under my username. Only payment will be my undying appreciation. Nonnegotiable.
An individual skilled in the art of canine obedience. Applicants must be patient, firm and tolerant of loud, obnoxious barking. Should be able to reinforce the idea that kittens are not chew toys. Will be expected to trim razor-sharp puppy talons on a regular basis. Hog wrestling experience is a plus.
Human alarm clock. Applicant must be willing to stand motionless for eight hours. At determined time, must turn on the lights, turn off the ceiling fan and remove my covers. If I still remain in bed, qualified applicant must turn on loud music and physically remove me from my comfortable spot of slumber. Will be expected to continue efforts until I am fully awake and functional. Omelet-making skills will increase chance of hire.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
This is as still as Toby got all night. And it was only after several warnings from me, to lay down and stay.
Anyway, the next few days should be interesting. Like I said, I've never had a cat before, so I'm a little out of my element. He handled a bath quite nicely last night. Didn't even squirm as I scrubbed all of the dirt off of him. I have a feeling that won't last. But I hear they're self cleaning, so maybe another bath won't be neccessary. The toughest part is going to be getting Toby to calm down and relax around him.
Monday, June 15, 2009
We left out around 10 Sunday morning.
Don't let that look fool, ya. He was excited, too. He just needed some help smiling. I had to show him how to do it:
Anyway, we got to Coldwater around 11:30 and got signed in for the noon river trip. We got our tubes ready and piled into the van to head up stream. Of course, as soon as we got in the water, I was ready with the camera.
I found out pretty quick that there's way more to tubing than I thought. I was thinking we'd just float along, take a little nap here and there. Ha! Who knew you actually had to steer? Apparently Kevin, who kept reminding me around every bend to paddle harder. I'm sure he wouldn't have been nearly as worried about me paddling if our tubes weren't tied together, though.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Kevin and I have decided (or I decided and begged Kevin - who happily agreed) to go tubing in Florida. I've been needing some outdoor fun to make it feel like summer. I figured this would be a relaxing way to soak up some sun.
I was shocked to realize that June is nearly half over. I haven't done any of my typical summer activities. No swimming. No time at the lake. Or the beach. No wonder I've been in a funk lately. Oh well. I hope to remedy that this weekend.
I almost felt bad asking Kevin to go. It's about an hour drive, which means he'd have to be at my house early Sunday to leave. Basically, he'll have to work until 7:00 Sunday morning, then drive an hour and a half to my house, then another hour to Milton with no sleep. I know he likes to use Sunday as a day to catch up on some rest, so it means a lot to me that he was so willing to appease my whim.
In shredding news, I'm disappointed to tell you that I haven't lost any more weight. I'm on day eight (well, I skipped yesterday - so today will actually be day seven), so I guess I still have plenty of time for progress. I promise I had good reason for skipping yesterday...
Yesterday morning I led a two hour tour of of one of our power plants. Outside. In 98 degree heat. And inside around very HOT equipment. With a hard hat on. YUCK. My hair was disgusting when I took that thing off. I figured I burned some calories, though. Oh, and guess what else I got to do yesterday! One of our line crews sent me up in a bucket truck - nearly 100 feet in the air! I'm sure they don't see the excitement in that, since they do it all the time - but for someone who sits behind a desk 90 percent of the time, it was a fun change of pace.
Anyway, I hope you all have a great weekend! I'll be back Monday. Possibly with pictures. (If I can remember to charge my camera.)
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
If you’ve been following this blog for any time (or you happen to know me in real life), you know that my boyfriend and I went through some very difficult months earlier this year. In fact, I called it quits for awhile. I won’t rehash that story now, but for this post it’s important to know that I broke things off and he had no reason in the world to do anything nice for me. But he did anyway…
Somewhere around the end of March, I came down with a pretty vicious virus. I couldn’t eat for two days. I literally threw up everything I tried to put in my mouth. (Disgusting, I know. Sorry.) I went to the doctor and was so weak after a shot of Phenergan that the nurse wound up driving me home. Around day three, I quit throwing up, but still felt absolutely awful. Kevin had been calling to check on me throughout the week. He sounded concerned, but I assured him I’d be fine. I just needed to rest. He kept asking if I wanted company and I told him no. He lived too far away to come by just because I was sick. And he didn’t need to chance getting whatever I had.
But he came anyway. He drove over an hour to bring me my favorite kind of Gatorade and some cream of potato soup – my favorite when I’m sick. He put it all away in my kitchen. Then, with hardly a word, he walked to the living room. As he sat down on the couch, he grabbed a blanket and told me to lie down. I laid with my head in his lap for who knows how long, while he sat there patiently playing with my hair so I could sleep.
Y’all, we weren’t even together. I had broken up with him – and according to him, broken his heart. Yet he still sacrificed his time and chanced getting sick to come take care of me. It made me realize just how much he really loves me, something I had questioned when we broke up. It made me rethink a lot of things. I realized that I took so many things he did for me for granted.
It was just shortly after this incident that I asked him if we could start over and try “us” again. I’m so glad he was willing to give it another chance, because things have been so fantastic lately. We’re really working on a lot of things and I’m happier than I’ve been in a long time.
Who knows what might’ve happened had I not been sick? Would I have realized how much he still cared? Would we have given the relationship another chance? I guess we’ll never know. But if those few days of Hell were necessary to get us to where we are now, then I’m so thankful for them.
Although, I’d be just as thankful if we’d reached this point without all the vomiting. Just sayin’.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
In all honesty, the workouts (while tough) aren't nearly as scary as I thought they'd be. After reading several blogs about the intensity of the program, I had a sinking feeling in my heart that I wouldn't be able to make it through my first few days. But here I am. And guess what? I've lost 3.2 pounds - SINCE THURSDAY! Heck yeah!! Jillian - I will follow wherever you lead me, my dear.
After only three days of Level 1, I decided to kick it up to Level 2 today. Crazy right? I think most people do Level 1 for at least a week. But I was getting bored, so I figured, "Hey, why not?" Good grief... ten minutes in and I was wondering what I had done. But I made it all the way through, which made me feel really good. Maybe I'll attempt Level 3 tomorrow. (Hahaha... yeah. That was joke.)
In other news, I'm missing my family reunion in Mobile today. While I'm pretty bummed about it, I think I really needed to stay home this weekend. I've been on the road so much lately - I felt like it was time to get caught up on some things here. There's a line in one of my favorite songs that says, "I'm buried in my bedroom until 14 feet of clothes. I could drown in all this clutter, I suppose." Yeah... I know the feeling.
On that note, I hear the dryer buzzer. Time to fold...
Thursday, June 4, 2009
The possibilities are pretty endless here, aren’t they? But I’ve always been a dreamer, so I don’t think I’ll have a problem coming up with alternative career choices.
Let’s see… OH, I know! What about a treasure hunter? An “Indiana Jones” of sorts – only female (obviously). Is that considered a career? Probably not. I don’t imagine there are many benefits. No 401k or retirement plan. But it would be fun, wouldn’t it? Traveling all over the world, searching for lost artifacts? I guess I could have said “archeologist,” but that doesn’t sound nearly as exciting as “treasure hunter.” But now that I think about it, Indy always had someone chasing after him with guns, didn’t he? I might have to rethink this one…
Okay, here’s another. It would still allow me to travel, but would be considerably safer – not to mention offer important things like medical and dental insurance. I could be a wildlife photographer for National Geographic (or NatGeo, as they’re now called). Yeah, that could work! I can almost picture myself on a safari in Africa – getting up-close and personal with a giraffe. (I would’ve said “lion” but that didn’t sound nearly as safe.) Oh, wait. You actually have to know how to take beautiful pictures to be a photographer, don’t you? Well dang. Moving on…
What about an astronaut! Why didn’t I think of that before? I’ve always been entranced by the stars and have often dreamed about exploring space. I can’t imagine how surreal it must be to look down on Earth from such a distance. Of course, astronauts have to stay in pretty confined spaces for months on end. And I’m a tad claustrophobic, so I don’t think this career path would really suit me either. I’m beginning to get discouraged. Surely there’s something else I could do…
Oh! I have it! And is PERFECT! It’s not really that drastic of a change, though. In fact, it involves the same skill set I already use, only on a MUCH larger, more exciting scale. I could be a journalist for Rolling Stone magazine! Not only would I get to write – which is something I truly love to do – I’d get to meet and interview some the music industry’s biggest stars. A perfect marriage of my two greatest loves.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Last week, my cousin Jen started Jillian Michael’s 30 Day Shred. Now, I’ve done Jillian workouts before. The woman is tough – but she is highly effective. I’ve been tossing around the idea of doing this particular program for awhile, and after hearing about Jen’s success – I’m sold. The girl lost three pounds in her first week. Go Jen!!
Anyway, my very own copy of 30 Day Shred will be delivered to my door Thursday (thanks to Amazon.com). And y’all – I’ve got to commit to this. Sitting behind a desk eight hours a day/five days a week is not doing nice things to my midsection. In fact, what it’s doing is downright hateful.
I’d love to post before and after pictures, or even do one of those neat little tracker things that shows my progress, but I’m just not that brave. I’m sure it would help make me more accountable, but it’s still not happening. Just trust me when I say I need this badly.
I will, however, let you know how it’s going on a periodic basis. Maybe weekly? I’ll probably wind up posting about what a major you-know-what Jillian is. Or how I think I’m dying. But either way, I’ll try to let you know if I’m Shredding properly.
On a completely unrelated note – have any of you ever watched Saving Grace? I don’t know what channel it comes on – but a co-worker recently recommended it, so I added it to my Netflix list. The fist two discs of Season One came Friday, and y’all… I’m hooked! It is faaaan-tastic. Basically it’s about Grace – a wild, but lovable woman on a fast track to Hell, who winds up getting a “last chance” angel named Earl, who tries to steer her down the path of righteousness. It’s hilarious. Earl is an unconventional, tobacco-chewing angel who literally fights Grace every step of the way. I love it.
Oh, and it’s June now. Were you aware? Because I wasn’t. When did that happen??