Aaaaa CHOO!

I have a cold. :( Yesterday I started feeling it when I woke up and by the end of the day, I had it. I've been pounding Zicam like mad, drinking tea and fluids and trying to rest as much as possible (I went home for a nap yesterday during lunch...ah the perks of living up the street!) The only thing I haven't done yet is drink Gatorade...which, you know, B1 suggested.

I have to get better by tomorrow afternoon. We have a birthday party to go to during the day and then we start our big date weekend. Sunday will be our 6 month "anniversary" and to celebrate we're going out to a fancy dinner down town (B1 is even wearing a tie!). Not only have I wanted to try this place since moving to Boston, I want to be alert and feeling well so I can share it with my love.

And then...

Sunday we are going to the Big E. It's B1's first time and I'm SO excited to show him. It's a huge state fair. I usually go every other year because it's a lot-a lot of food, a lot of vendors, a lot of people...a lot of money...normally this would be an off year (I went twice last year) but there is no way that B1 could miss this. (I'm still baffled that people in the Boston area sometimes don't even KNOW what I'm talking about!)

So, yeah...I'm sick. And I can't be. So I'm rallying.

Does anyone have any special tricks they use to get rid of a cold? :)

The Skirt

There exists a single skirt, a classic gray a-line with purple and white stitching, that sat in my closet for 10+ years.  It is the only piece of clothing that moved everywhere I went-packed and unpacked nine times, rehung and placed in the dark recesses of my closet.

Waiting.

You see, this skirt did not last because it was made from fine fabrics in a designer store.  It did not last because I kept such good care of it and washed it just the way it likes.  No, this skirt lasted 10+ years because I could not wear it.  It was too small.  I am not certain why I kept it.  Though I do love it and its simple lines and its flirty flow, it is not an expensive piece.  In fact, I think I bought it at Target.  There were times when I would run my fingers over the hanger wishing I could take it out to play, always knowing though, that it would probably never be worn by me again.  And so it sat.  In the dark, among the pieces I did wear...waiting.

A couple of months ago when I was feeling really good about my weight loss, I tried it on.  I hadn't dared doing this for years because I knew it would lead to frustration, disappointment and perhaps zipper burn.  As I stepped into the skirt, I said a little prayer-not a real "Please God let this fit" kind of prayer...more like willing the skirt to slide over my hips.

It did.

My hands moved to the zipper and tugged.  This, my friends, was the real test.  This was where I'd been tripped up before.  (The skirt could be put over my head and shimmied down if I really wanted to get it on.  But the zipper never closed.)  As I gently pulled, I closed my eyes and smiled a bit.  This was going to be the day...I would wear my skirt!

The zipper stopped.  Half way up.  I hung my head, stepped out of the skirt and hung it back in the closet.

For about a month now, I've been trying to watch what I eat.  I re-joined Jenny until my sisters wedding and have gone to the gym every now and then.  (This I have to work on more-it's just easier and more fun to come home to our love nest!)  I've lost about 8 more pounds bringing my total weight loss to 39.6 pounds.  (Curse you, .4 pounds!)  Needless to say, I have a very limited wardrobe to choose from.  Even my newer pants are sagging a bit in the tushy.  It makes for very frustrating mornings and even though the clothes do not fit because I have lost weight, seeing myself in baggy clothing makes me feel ugly.  Not a good way to start the day...

This morning, for some reason, I tried on the skirt.  It slid over my hips with no effort.  My hands moved to the zipper and tugged.  As I gently pulled, I closed my eyes and smiled a bit.  This was going to be the day...I would wear my skirt!

The zipper stopped.  At the top of my waist!  I did a little dance, looked in the mirror and twirled. 

My skirt-the one I've been keeping for years in the back of my closet because I love it-fits!!  I know that there will be a day when I won't be able to wear it again...but this time, it will be because it is too big.  Until then, I'll wear it with pride and a skip in my step.

Today is a good day.

Randomivity

Dinner last night w/ B1:




I have a foggy brain today.

Toosdae ?'s

Monday Flowers...


My B1 brought them home for me last night. :) Aren't they pretty? I was feeling very run down and tired yesterday too, so when he walked in with them, it brightened my day. Such a cute boy...

OK, I'm done. :) Here are this weeks questions:

1. If money was not an option would you rather see a movie in the theater or watch it at home?

2. Are you a spender or a saver?

3. Would you rather spend a life in prison or be executed?

My answers...

1. Overall, I think I prefer watching movies in the theater. It's just fun-I love sitting in the dark with popcorn and a drink with a big screen in front of me. And now that the seating is nicer, it's even funner. Nothing beats curling up on the sofa in pj's though.

2. Um...I'm pretty sure that it's clear: I'm a spender. I did at one time last year have a good amount of savings, but then I got laid off for 10 months and it went down the drain. Hopefully by next year I'll be able to save money again (I have bills to pay down first).

3. This is tough because who wants to die? However, being stuck inside for my entire life would not be OK...and therefore my answer is to be executed.

Before and After Pictures

We are slowly-very slowly-getting the house together. B1 and I have put a lot of hard work into the place, and it's really starting to look great. We still have a way to go (painting and organizing the nook, getting more dressers for a storage wall, the dining room, hanging pictures on the purple wall) but I'm pleased with how things are coming along. It's really starting to feel like home...Here is a glimpse of what we've been doing:

Kitchen, Before


Kitchen, After


Living Room, Before
Living Room, After



Bedroom, Before...with a very cute boy in plaid shorts
Bedroom, After


Office Before
Office, After
Actually, since that picture, we've added some original art...given to me by the lovely Linda and the ever so talented Amanda...

So, there you have it...home.

Bachelorette Party

I realized today that I never posted pictures from my sisters bachelorette party. Here goes!

There were penises everywhere! Let me just say, I am SO glad they don't really look like this scary ass smiling penis!


Some of these make me want to vomit

Mmmm....penis

Sisters


My slutty shirt. B1 said it's a good boobie shirt for me-which I guess is true b/c my bobbies look huger than they really are. Please forgive my fake smile. I was kind of in a bad mood.

Let me just say for the record-I still don't know why bachelorette parties equal penises...