Sunday Stealing

Sunday Stealing

1. Movie you love with a passion.

The Notebook, Sleeping Beauty, The Godfather, Dirty Dancing

2. Movie you vow to never watch.

The 2nd and 3rd of The Lord of the Rings Trilogy. I watched the first one and it was 3 1/2 hours of my life that I'll never get back.

3. Movie that literally left you speechless.

Being John Malcovich......... and, not in a good way.

4. Movie you always recommend.

See #1........... plus, a bunch of others.

5. Actor/actress you always watch, no matter how crappy the movie.

Julia Roberts, Reese Witherspoon, George Clooney

6. Actor/actress you don’t get the appeal for.

Kristen Stewart...... and, the guy from Napolean Dynamite

7. Actor/actress, living or dead, you’d love to meet.

Fred Astaire, Lucille Ball, George Clooney (I'd probably pass out), Ellen, Kristen Chenowith, Patrick Dempsey..... just to name a few.

8. Sexiest actor/actress you’ve seen. (Picture required!)

9. Dream cast.

Hmmmmmm............. I don't know.

10. Favorite actor pairing.

Rachel McAdams and Ryan Gosling

Reese Witherspoon and Josh Lucas

11. Favorite movie setting.

Southern cities.

New York City

12. Favorite decade for movies.

I like current time or 40s/50s

13. Chick flick or action movie?

Chick flick

14. Hero, villain or anti-hero?

Hero or anti-hero

15. Black and white or color?

Both

Another day, another mudhole

I've been a little MIA, lately.

Something that is more apparent with three people unfollowing me in the last month.

Apparently, I'm boring people, lol.

However, I'm lazy this summer.

See, from September through May, I'm so busy that I don't have time to breathe.

Then, June, July, and August, I collapse and don't want to do a darned thing. The tiniest amount of work or action renders me useless when I actually have time to blog.

Last week, I had to go to another mudbog.

THAT, my friends, will wear a person out.

Do any of you go mudding for fun? If so, how do you do it? Because 3 hours out there exhausts me.

Anyway, last Saturday, we had an event to attend out at the mudbog. Several of my coworkers caravanned out there, wearing our best mud clothes.

It was Redneck Mardi Gras out there, I tell ya.

Klassy.........

I've never seen so much mud.

This was kind of fun........

Sunday Stealing

Sunday Stealing

1. Tell us about something that made you laugh last night.

A lot made me laugh, last night. I had to go to a mudbog, again, for work. Funny, funny stuff. It's like Redneck Mardi Gras up in there.

2. What were you doing at 8 PM last night?

Watching the insanity that is a massive mudbog.

3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?

Eating dinner. I've eaten too much, today.

4. What happened to you in 2006? (Feel free to republish an old post from '06.)

Hahaha...... I met The Guy in 2006.

5. What was the last thing you said out loud?

I told my brother and his friends that "The Pouncy Twins" came by the station a few weeks ago.

6. How many beverages did you have today?

Let's see......... Coffee, water, several glasses of tea, and a glass of fiber.

7. What color is your hairbrush?

Purple

8. What was the last thing you paid for?

Frozen Yogurt

9. Where were you last night?

See #1 and #2

10. What color is your front door?

Black

11. Where do you keep your change?

Vera Bradley Change Purse

12. What’s the weather like today?

Hot and nasty

13. What’s the best ice-cream flavor?

Vanilla and Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough

14. What excites you?

A lot. I'm very easily amused, lol.

15. Do you want to cut your hair?

Nope.... I'm good with the length for now.

16. Are you over the age of 35?

No. In fact, I turn 28 a month from tomorrow.

17. Do you talk a lot?

It depends on who I'm with and what kind of mood I'm in. However, yes, I do have the ability to become a chatterbox.

18. Do you watch Franklin and Bash?

I do not know who that is........

19. Do you know anyone named Steven?

Um, is there anyone who DOESN'T know someone named Steven?

20. Do you make up your own words?

On occasion, lol.

21. Are you a jealous person?

It comes out every now and then. It's rare, but it's there.

22. What does the last text message you received say?

"I wonder if last nite hurt J. It knocked me for a loop. I've been sleeping all day."

From my coworker. I'm telling you, going out to a mudbog is exhausting.

23. Where’s the next place you’re going to?

Work, tomorrow.

24. Who’s the rudest person in your life?

One of my coworkers, lol.

25. Are you crushing on anyone that you shouldn't be?

Read the saga of "The Guy."

Career Question

Question.....

Do any of you know of any jobs where you DON'T have to constantly defend or rationalize every action or decision you make?

Anyone?

Anywhere?

I'm a logical person. I'm an over-analyzer.

I very, very rarely make a decision in any part of my life that hasn't been thought out, beforehand.

So, when my coworkers decide to not only question something, but go to management without even asking for my reasoning, I get irritated.

I get even more irritated when management then decides to make a change without even asking for my reasoning.

As in, "You made this decision. We don't like it. Do it this way, instead."

Because, more often than not, they are coming to that conclusion based off of the coworker's interpretation of my action/decision.

I feel like they aren't even considering my judgement, much less trusting it.

And, maybe that's every workplace.

Maybe I just need to accept and get over it.

If so, let me know and I'll work on it.

A Good Problem To Have.....

Hello.

My name is Jessica and very often my clothes are falling off of me.

See, I don't like to spend a whole lot of money on clothes. Especially when I don't intend on staying that size for very long.

Case in point.........

I'd been wearing the same jeans for a really, really long time. The dryer was my friend.

As I lost weight, however, I'd have to wash and dry them after every wearing. Not because they were super dirty, but because they'd get too loose to wear a second time.

Then, it got to the point where as soon as I put them on, I'd constantly have to pull them up.

On Black Friday, Old Navy was having a killer deal on jeans and pants. So, I broke down and bought several new pairs. It was an uh-mazing feeling to walk around and NOT have to hold my pants up.

Fast-forward to July........ I'm not quite four months into WW and am down 13 lbs (slow, but steady). The last time I measured, I was down quite a bit and that was well over 6 weeks ago.

Straight to the point......... my clothes are falling off of me, again. My "skinny" jeans from Black Friday are becoming baggier and baggier. By noon, I'm hefting them up. Thank goodness for jeggings....... even though they are baggier than jeggings should be, they are still form fitting and don't look like a potato sack on me.

I'm not ready to go out and spend a bunch of money, just yet. So, I'm slowly weeding out my closet.

Last week, I put on an outfit. When I looked in the mirror, I saw a garbage bag on my body. So, I promptly took the outfit off and started a "These Don't Fit Anymore" pile.

I added to the pile yesterday when the same thing happened with another whole outfit. I figure that by the end of the summer, I'll have most of my too large clothes out of my closet.

One of my coworkers has threatened to take me clothes shopping and force me to try on everything she throws at me. I told her to wait another 10 lbs and then I'd be game. 

Like I said, at least it's a good problem to have!!

Dial vs Digital.... and, how I lost 4.4 lbs overnight...

Last week, my friend who managed the Curves I was a member of FBed me............ "Curves closed down today."

As I was just there the day before and I had called her at said Curves that morning while she was working the morning shift, I was slightly shocked.

Turns out, during their lunch closing, they had a "Quarterly Meeting." At that meeting, they were given their last paycheck, unemployment papers, letters of reference, and a sign to put on the door. My friend, who went to work that morning expecting to work a double shift, was devastated. Besides me and a couple other personal friends, she didn't have any of the ladies' numbers and no way of getting in contact with them to say good-bye.

Like I said, I was taken aback. I had a routine that worked for me. I'd go to Curves at least 3 days a week for the machines and then I'd go to the Y 2-4 times a week for cardio. It may have seemed silly to some to go to two gyms (I didn't pay for two.... I get a Y membership through work), but it broke up some of the monotony. Not only did I get to see my friend several times a week, but I had made friends with other ladies there. Also, I didn't have to think about what machine to use next.

Overall, I figured I would be ok. I still had the Y. Sure, it would be a pain to figure out their machines and get into a new routine, but I'd live. Sidenote: It HAS been a pain. A big one.

Fast-forward to this week. It hit me that my source of weight and measurement tracking would be gone. I always got weighed and measured at Curves. I didn't even own a scale.

Plus, I knew that the Y scales weigh me heavier (according to the Curves scale AND the Dr's scale), so I didn't want to use that all the time.

It was time to buy a scale.

Yesterday, after lunch, I ran by Wal-Mart. Mama M was with me and said that she just had a cheapo dial scale. I bought the $8 one and we went on with our day. Later in the afternoon, I decided to try it out. In my office. Only, when I stepped on it, the thing was so tiny, you couldn't tell what it said. I mean, you could tell what 5 lb range you were in, but you couldn't tell the exact number.

FAIL

As soon as work was over, I drove directly to that same Wal-Mart and exchanged for a digital scale. One with a slightly larger screen.

I proceeded to the gym. When I got home, I got it out and worked through the instructions to figure out how to get it to track my weight, etc.

The good news was that I could see perfectly what the scale was reading for my weight.

The bad news was the actual number it said I weighed. I slightly panicked. "That cannot be right. I couldn't have gained 3 lbs over the past week."

This morning, as soon as I got up, I got back on. Down 3.4 lbs. "That's better."

I went about my morning routine. Maybe this is TMI, but when I peed, I peed a lot. I hadn't thought about it before I weighed, because I didn't feel the urge to go.

Well, after hopping on again, I realized just how worth it, it was. Down another full pound. "Thank you, Jesus."

Thoughts on EH

So, I'm a few weeks into the EH thing. I thought I'd update you guys.......

1) It's ok. It's a little difficult to feel any real sparks via a computer screen. I'm in various stages of communication with several guys and actually EH-mailing back/forth with four. Two are more consistent than the others. They both seem like nice guys. We'll see.

2) I closed a match because a guy would only answer my questions with some sort of religious answer. While I am looking for someone who is committed to their relationship with God, I highly doubt that going to church and reading the Bible were the ONLY things he did. Maybe I was being too judgemental, but I kind of was creeped out.

3) I just closed a match because of weight. In his Must Have/Can't Stands, he listed "Being Overweight" as a Can't Stand. Sorry buddy, I am not for you. I mean, yeah, I'm trying really hard to not be overweight. However, I'm going to guess that there are times when I'm heavier than others. Like, when I'm pregnant. I'll be feeling enough self-pressure to get rid of the weight. I don't need to worry about my husband leaving me because I don't go back to my pre-baby size soon enough.

Also, I took a closer look at his profile. He listed himself as 5'8"..... which I take to mean closer to 5'6". There was no option for "Shorter Than Me" on the Can't Stand list.

4) Honestly, it's all a little weird. I'm used to knowing guys (and being friends with them) before getting romantic. Which hasn't really worked for me, up to this point, but is certainly more comfortable.


***** PS - I finally joined Twitter. BlueEyes825. Just in case you've received a request and you weren't sure who I was.

Thoughts that pop into my head........

~ I just read an article about the jurors in the CA trial. Honestly, I cannot imagine 6 weeks of living like that. I mean, part of me thinks it would be nice to have a forced break from life...... but truly, I doubt the gratitude would last very long.



~ Tomorrow is a very good day. The new Vera Bradley patterns debut (I love me some Fall colors) AND it's the premiere of Big Brother. I'm crossing my fingers that Jordan/Jeff and Dick/Daniele are two of the duos that go back into the house. Yes, it's sort of sad that accessories and reality TV are considered a highlight of my month. I'm ok with this.

~ I just put in for my vacation..... WHOO-HOOO!!!!!! I won't be doing anything overly spectacular, but will really enjoy the time off.

~ I'm definitely a 0 or 60 girl. I either have to be busy, busy, busy or not at all. Right now is super slow at work and I'm l-a-z-y. I kind of feel guilty for being so unproductive, but then I remember the past 9 months and that it starts again soon enough, and I don't feel so bad.

~ Still not really sure how I feel about E-H. I may need to do a full-length post about it.

~ Have you ever felt like God was sending you a message, but you weren't sure what that message was? Well, I do. I'm trying to listen and be attentive. Hopefully, it will become more clear, soon.

~ I'm thinking I need to go back to a chiropractor. With all the working out I've been doing, I can feel my left hip getting tighter and tighter (ie, more and more out of alignment). Years ago, I had some horrible pain and had to go several times a week for a couple months. I'll never forget my last visit.... the Dr adjusted me and I felt the most incredible and instant relief all the way up my spine. I was supposed to keep going back for maintainence, but life happened. It was a good year before I felt any twinges after that and really, have had only small issues since. However, I can feel it getting worse and I'd rather not let it get to the point I was at back then. There were days that I was in such pain, I couldn't find a position that didn't hurt.

~ I'm a self adjuster, btw. I can "crack" pretty much any area of my body, sometimes without trying. It's kind of gross, but it just happens.

Rest In Peace

I'm not one to get political, in person or on my blog.

I very rarely debate or speculate or give my opinion on things of importance.

Condiments? Who Ashley should have kicked off of The Bachelorette? Whether NSYNC was better or worse than the Backstreet Boys (better.... way better)?

Those topics I will fight to the death about.

But serious stuff?

Not me.

Because, I try to recognize that I really know nothing about those topics. I know what the media or politicians want me to know.

However, I do have a few things to say about this little girl.............

Look at her. Look at her big brown eyes and her cute little pigtails and her chubby little cheeks that I just want to squeeze.

I am heartbroken for her.

Sad because she was born into a family of loons that have disrespected her memory for the past three years. She was an innocent little girl that had no choice and paid a price.

Living in the land of this case and this trial, it's all anyone I know has talked about. My family and I spent most of the weekend with the TV on in the background, while the local news had it on nonstop.

For weeks, my station has had TVs tuned to the proceedings. Various coworkers were addicted to the coverage.

I even remember her sweet little face on the local news while they were looking for her.

I look at the picture of her in her Belle dress and think about the little girls I love. How all of them have worn a princess dress just like that. How, despite the fact that they are not my children, I would have to be dragged off of anyone who ever hurt them.

And, I think about that little child's mother.

Who, I fully believe, KNOWS what happened.

To be perfectly honest, I'm not 100% convinced that Casey did kill Caylee.

I'm really not.

I haven't been convinced from the beginning and the prosecution couldn't convince me, either.

So, sadly, I understand why the jury couldn't get her for murder. I mean, they still can't tell anyone how that little girl actually died.

I disagree about the child abuse charge. Personally, I feel that waiting 31 days to notify anyone that your child is missing, while you're out partying, is child abuse.

So, yeah, I'm not convinced that Casey killed Caylee. I couldn't say beyond a shadow of a doubt that she killed her.

However, I am convinced that she knows what happened. I'm also convinced that it made her life a little easier, in her mind, to no longer have a child to worry about. I'm convinced that she knows what happened and told a web of lies to distract people from the truth. I'm convinced that she has let her child's death and the search for justice become a three ring circus, all because she's more comfortable with lies.

I'm convinced that years from now, Casey Anthony will have gone on with her life. Possibly gotten a new tatoo about her beautiful life.

And, she still won't fully comprehend the gorgeous, sacred gift she was given in Caylee. 

Despite the nastiness she was born into on this Earth, I'm convinced that God has some very special angels taking care of Caylee in Heaven.

And, that is the only thing I'm thankful for.

EH Tips #2, #3, and #4

#2 - Read a profile before having a heart attack.

As in, when you see that "Male, Age..... Somewhere, USA" is a match and you have a cousin with those exact specifics, don't let your blood pressure spike to the point of mild panic. Simply click on the profile, see that the person is NOT your cousin, and all will be fine.

Then, close the match just because you're too creeped out by the initial thought to even consider the person.

#3 - Learn to spell.

If you say that your favorite city to visit is Berlin, Germany, but you spell Berlin wrong, I'm not going to take you seriously and will close out the match.

#4 - Give me your first name.

If you are so cool that you can only leave us with the first initial "E" or "T"..... then, you are obviously way too cool for me.