I'll start with my most exciting news. Last Monday, minutes before my job interview I was sitting in my car, panicking. Normally, I have this attitude before an interview that's all like "I'm too good for this job, I am just headed here to see if it's right for me." Yep. I am that cocky asshole. And to be honest, over the years, that attitude of walking in there, confident in what I can bring to the table has never once failed me.
But for some reason, maybe it was the fact that our job market sucks donkey dick, or that I haven't had to interview in 3+ years, I was flipping nervous. Whateve. Still went in there & did my best. Didn't hear anything for a week and thought for sure I probably wouldn't hear anything at all. Until I found out they were doing a background check. Who does a background check if they're not interested? So, I was hopeful but still not sure.
Me, minutes before my interview. NERVES.
& yesterday I got the job. So I start in 2 weeks and I hope I like it. Word spread really fast at my current job so I am glad I told management first. Otherwise, I am sure they would have heard it elsewhere. And everyone seems to think I quit. I didn't quit my current job. I just dropped down to per-diem. The money here is great & I have worked with a lot of these people for 5+ years. No way was I ready to give up this job. At least not yet. Maybe when I start poppin' out mini me's or something.
Me, after I got the job. STELLAR.
Workouts have been fun. I am enjoying the gym more and more everyday. Yesterday I saw these really cute bikini bottoms online & I ordered them. My ass has to be in pristine shape to wear them, so hopefully all those stairs on the stair master will sculpt my precious bum to look like Adriana Lima's. Yah get me???
Also purchased the UP from Jawbone to assist my ass into reminding me to MOVE my body. Not just at the gym but throughout the day. It's a glorified pedometer and then some. It tracks your sleep patterns, your workouts and movement and you can also log your food intake. Currently, I have been calorie counting, so it's helpful. The battery last 10 days, which is insane. Thus far, I think the $130 I spent on it was worth it. I'll let yah know if I change my mind.
And now, I am going to spend my work day flipping through a jewelry catalog to pick out stones and such for my wedding jewels. My Dad's fiance, Lisa, will be making the wedding day jewelry. And this book is at least 1,000 pages. OMG.
I had a day off today from work, which was nice. But, I hardly had any errands to run. This makes sticking to eating clean incredibly difficult.
Do you know what it's like to sit at home, watching Snooki & JWoww and Teen Mom 2 reruns with NO SNACKING?! It's pretty much harder than climbing a mountain. All I want to do is eat chips. Or something else that is salty and crunchy. Mmmm.
I ate cashews. Just a 1/4 cup. I controlled myself. But it was hard.
I left the house around 2 to make it to the vet in time. Charley is terrified of the vet. Probably because that's the place that lopped his balls off. Poor guy. The minute we pull in he gets the shakes. He looks like he is having a seizure when we walk in and everyone does the "Aweeeee, poor baby" line. & today was just like any other visit. He crapped himself when the doctor tried to touch him. He also tried to bite him this time while he was trimming his nails. Luckily for me, this time, my body missed his claws & I left the vet with no scratches or battle wounds.
I made him an appointment to get his teeth cleaned next Friday on my day off. I have to drop him off. Then he will be put to sleep so they can clean all the tartar off his teeth. I never knew doggie dental hygiene was so important until I was reading an AKC magazine. So, I immediately had the vet look at his teeth. He said they're ok but they should be cleaned and then kept up on. So, what baby needs/wants, baby gets.
Afterwards, I ran to the dry cleaners & to the Vitamin Shop to get some Quest protein bars. I only like ONE flavor. Chocolate brownie. Seeing how REAL Betty Crocker brownies are a no no right now, these are actually a great substitute. I'll take it.
Hung out at my Mom's after that until Joey got out of work.
We went to the gym afterwards & I got a great cardio work out in. This was the first day I enjoyed sweating. Normally, I am repulsed by sweating. Today I felt like I was accomplishing something. Maybe it's because I haven't gone the last two days. I also made the stair master my bitch. The first time I did this thing, I got to 15 floors and I was about to DIE. I seriously was out of breath and it was just ugly. Today I did 37 floors in 10 minutes and I probably could have kept going but my goal was to burn 100 calories. So when I hit 100 calories I stopped. Don't get me wrong, I was pooped but I could have made it to at least 40. Next time!
The Stair Master of Death
After the gym I ran to Wegmans and grabbed some sushi. California Rolls. I am not a Sushi eater. I actually went to get asparagus but decided I didn't REALLY want to wait the 25 minutes it takes to oven roast it. My eyes met the sushi and also realized it was only 200 calories for that whole thing & decided I would give it a shot. I loved it. Couldn't finish it, but yum. And it's good for you. I think.
& to end the night, I got my mail & my new 1st Freedoms magazine from the NRA came today. Can't wait to read through it & read all the articles about these bullshit regulations that just were put in place.
I had today off, finally, with Joey. We don't get many days off together. My schedule is all over the place.
We woke up & picked up the house. Sort of.
Then I laid in bed, while we worked at our wedding budget, ordered wedding favors (which are cute, but I dont want to share because I don't want our guest to read this & see what we did), and played some potential wedding songs.
See a lot of couples have songs from when they were dating that has always reminded them of their S.O. Well, mine & Joe's "song" isn't really acceptable for our first dance at our wedding.
You see, the problem with our song is that it's not a nice song. It's Phil Collins In the Air Tonight.
Have you ever googled those lyrics?
Here's a snippet.
Well if you told me you were drowning, I would not lend a hand I've seen your face before my friend, but I don't know if you know who I am Well I was there and I saw what you did, I saw it with my own two eyes So you can wipe off that grin, I know where you've been It's all been a pack of lies
They're not your ideal lyrics for lovey dovey first dance tunes. Fail.
Joe thought he was being sweet one day by telling me every time he heard that song, he thought of me.
It sounds like a great song. But no no no. It's not.
He would really like to dance to that song because in reality it is our song & it makes us laugh thinking about the time he was being cute & romantical but didn't understand that the song actually all about how this chick is a liar and a horrible person. haha.
So the hunt is still on to find the perfect first dance song. Something that I hope to dance with him to every year on April 6th.
We have 2 months to find one.
Hopefully we come up with something.
Then we met our wedding officiant. She was fan-freakin-tastic. She brought several examples of ceremonies, along with a whole binder full of bits and pieces that we could select from to "build" the ceremony tailored to what Joe and I would like. We were with her for just shy of 2 hours. She asked us several questions to get to know us. I know, you're probably reading & thinking "2 hours to talk to a Revrand." But, in all honesty, she was great. I feel like she needed to ask all those things, hear our love story in order to give a great ceremony for us. She made me feel completely comfortable & I am sure Joe felt that same.
Afterwards, we headed to the gym. I sucked balls with the running today. I had half a sandwich at Panera this evening and I felt like barfing it up, multiple times during my measly one mile run. I kept cramping. Which I can only assume was due to the fact that I probably didn't hydrate myself enough. Afterwards, I did a leg work out. Feeling pretty sore. I feel good.
Now Joe & I are relaxing while rooting for the Patriots to win. I could care less about football but my baby brother LOVES the Pats, so by default my teams are the Bills and the Patriots! This is one time I dont have my own opinion. haha. We'll let that slide.
Until next time. Maybe tomorrow I will have some good news to share. If not, hopefully soon!
I was such a bitch yesterday. Seriously. I was and sort of still am a bit discouraged at how this weight loss is happening. Back in the day, when I wanted to lose weight, I would go to the gym & it would literally fall off. I would go for a week and I would lose like 12lbs. It was cake.
It's taking a lot longer this time around. It's been 13 days and I've lost 7lbs. I know that's pretty good. Don't get me wrong. I'm just used to it falling off. And my food cravings have been horrendous. All I want is burgers and pizza. And with every topping you can put on those two foods, yeah, I want those too. WAH!
I was in such a sour mood when I went to the gym last night because yesterday morning I weighed in at 134. Seriously, what the fuck? Why can't I just get into the 120's again? What the hell is going on? I felt like all this gym time, protein shakes, grilled chicken, cashews and salads weren't helping me at all. And to be honest, if this shit isn't working, I would honestly rather eat my greasy, tasty foods than greens and shakes and feel like I am enjoying my meals if I can't enjoy my body and be forced to eat grass for the rest of my life.
When I woke up & saw 130lbs, it was like a slap in the face. Meghan, you have to do this ANYWAYS. If you seriously want a job in law enforcement, you have to run on that annoying treadmill. You're going to have to lift weights. You wont be able to just sit at home & eat garbage plates every week because you feel like it. I have to be healthy not only for myself, and my future children, but also because if I ever want to be successful in law enforcement, I have to be physically able to perform on the job.
It was like a new piece of motivation. A reminder of WHY I am doing this. I am easily discouraged when it comes to food and working out. I don't like it. Garbage plates are 10x more satisfying to me than a mixed green salad. And sitting around "relaxing" is much more appealing to me than sweating profusely at the gym. I am hoping the farther I go with my journey that this will change. That I will so badly crave a long, hard run over time on the couch watching TV, but I would be lying to you if I told you that's how I felt right now. Because I don't. This is a daily battle for me.
But here's to 130. Hopefully sometime next week I will be in the 120's and I will keep pushing myself to get to my goal weight of 110. This is hard work. & I need to keep the big picture in mind & not lose sight of what is important to me.
Let me start off by stating that if you're not into firearms and you believe what Governor Cuomo did this week is at all legally, morally and ethically sound, you won't like this post. Not one little bit.
I am not a right sided wing nut that is opposed to any other viewpoint other than my own. Matter of fact, I grew up in a very democratic household for a majority of my youth. It has been with time, research and many reads that I have formulated my own, educated opinion. I am extremely passionate about the gun control argument and I believe more Americans should be. It is our duty as American citizens to tell our government to uphold the rights that our forefathers established to ensure our freedoms.
I feel a lot of the people who state; "these stricter gun policies are super great," or "Thank God for Cuomo and finally someone taking a stand" have very little experience with firearms. They have probably never shot one, have never been trained on how to handle one, or have been taught to fear them. Yes, firearms are powerful pieces of beautiful (in my own view point) machinery. But they serve a purpose. They are meant to protect your person and your family against criminals, intruders and a tyrannical government.
Often times it is presumed that the right to bear arms originated here in the United States, however, this aspect of law originated in England. In 1689, the English Bill of Rights allowed for the citizens “to have arms for their defense” (Malcom, 2002). Renowned English scholars and lawyers such as William Blackstone, as would later be seen in the United States Constitution, felt that the possession of firearms by citizens would, “in extremes,” protect all the other rights of citizens (Malcolm, 2002). Thomas Jefferson felt the right to bear arms should be placed after the right to free speech, as he felt it was the basis to protect the rights permitted in the other amendments. Although self-protection clearly was understood as part of the right to bear arms, the principle of the amendment in The Constitution and the earlier English Bill of Rights, was the more profound, and presumably rare, purpose of protection from a tyrannical government (Malcolm, 2002).
Many people are under the presumption that the right to bear arms in the Second Amendment of the Constitution relates to the right to protect oneself from criminal attack. In fact, the founders of the nation incorporated the Second Amendment into the Constitution so that the populace could protect themselves against a tyrannical government (LaPierre, 2002). The writers of the Constitution, particularly Thomas Jefferson and George Mason, felt that the amendment was essential to provide a final means for the populace to insure a government “by the people” (LaPierre, 2002 & Malcom, 2002). It felt that if the government was the sole possessor of arms, the people could, in time of crisis, become subjects to the whims of such a government (Malcolm, 2002). “The United States is unique among nations in that it trusts its citizens to possess arms” (Adams, 1996).
Here's what's difficult for me to swallow- Without any committee hearing or testimony, without public comment or even proper legislative procedure, Governor Cuomo and other politicians made a decision to regulate and restrict the amount of rounds a person is able to carry, placed background checks on ammunition sales and ended online sales of firearms and ammunition. I'm sorry- but I thought the State of New York discussed it's new legislation with it's people? I thought we would at least be able to have our voices heard. But we never got that chance. Declaring this piece of legislation as "a message of necessity" is laughable.
This is a political stunt by Cuomo to say to New Yorkers, "Hey look, I did something here. Look, I established stricter gun laws." Oh really, because taking a 10 round magazine down to 7 really makes a huge difference. First off, do you really think that any non-law abiding criminal is going to say "Now wait just one minute. I have 8 rounds in my glock. I better take one out so I am not breaking any laws before I rape you and shoot you." No. They're not. And let's hypothetically say they wanted one part of their crime to be law abiding and they decided to have 7 rounds in the one magazine. Do you think that it's difficult to reload a weapon? Assuming our criminal does not a significant IQ impairment, I am pretty sure within a few seconds he would be able to successfully accomplish a reload. All it does is slow me, a law abiding citizen, down. I shouldn't have to reload several times. If someone comes into my home or tries to mug me on the street I should be allowed to have as many rounds in my firearm as I see fit.
Enforcing background checks on ammunition, really? Because, you know, Adam Lanza, the same guy who stole the guns from his mother can just go steal ammunition as well. Just because you're doing a background check on someone who is legally able to buy ammunition does not mean those with mental illness, or those who have been denied a carry permit will not be able to get their dirty little hands on ammunition.
All this piece of legislation is doing is making hundreds of thousands of responsible, law abiding, gun owners criminals. And it sickens me.
In case our country has turned a blind eye, may I remind you that in 1929 Stalin removed guns from his citizens only to turn around and murder more than twenty million once they became defenseless.
Again in 1956, Pot removed weapons from his citizens only to commit mass murder and kill more than 2 million.
In 1938, Hitler disarmed his nation and committed one of the most horrific genocides this world has ever seen. More than 13 million were killed.
In 1935 Mao disarmed his country and again more than 20 million were murdered.
You see what happens when a government disarms their citizens? Yes, I am aware this piece of legislation is not DISARMING Americans, but it's another step closer. How much more are Americans expected to give up to "satisfy" our government. Why are not looking at the source of these mass murders? Why are we not making changes in our mental health system? Instead of pill popping our mentally ill, why are they not being subjected to stricter standards? Why aren't more being institutionalized? It's not guns killing people, it's people killing people. Why aren't we cracking down on those who are committing the crimes? Instead, you're punishing people like me for being mentally sane, law abiding and healthy. It makes no sense.
Instead of passing legislation on gun restrictions, Cuomo and his team of morons should have been writing up a proposal on strengthening our incredibly weak and loop hole filled mental health system. Or better yet, why don't these jackasses in our government take care of our spending issues. Propose a bill that will actually make a difference in America.
For those who want to talk numbers; I invite you to take a peak at a video I stumbled upon. No we're not the highest in gun related violence in the world.
Gun laws vary substantially from state to state. Looking at the availability of firearms allows that variable to be isolated with regards to its impact on violent crime. Vermont, which has among the most lax gun laws in the United States, has a murder rate from firearms that is the second lowest in the United States (Lott, 2010). Any person over twenty-one without a record of criminal or mental health issues may own a gun in Vermont. Similarly, Alaska, which has among the highest rates of gun ownership in the United States, has a murder rate by firearms that is among the lowest in the United States per one thousand population, and that is ninety percent less than Washington D.C, where gun laws are among the most stringent in the United States.
Florida passed a concealed carry law in 1987. Between October 1, 1987 and November 30, 2008, Florida issued 1,439,446 people firearms permits to carry concealed. Perhaps understandably, great concern was raised as to the impact of such a vast number of people carrying firearms. In fact, the first ten years of the law, firearms related crimes decreased by ten percent and only .01 percent of permit holder have had their permit revoked for any reason (Lott, 2010). Similarly, in Virginia, not a single permit holder committed a violent crime between 2006 and 2008 related to firearms (Lott, 2010).
Moorhouse and Wanner addressed the issue of whether or not gun control reduces crime or does crime increase gun control. During their study, they outline six specific gun control measures; 1) registration of firearms including the purchase permits and gun registration of handguns and long guns. 2) Safety training required before purchase. 3) Regulation of firearm sales including background checks, minimum age requirements for purchasing a firearm, a waiting period before a sale can be completed, one-gun-a month limitation on purchases, all applied to long guns and handguns, plus a ban of “Saturday Night Specials,” junk guns, and assault weapons. 4) Safe storage laws including child access prevention law. 5) Owner licensing for possession of handguns and or long guns and minimum age restriction for gun possession. 6) The presence of more restrictive municipal and county ordinances. (Moorhouse & Wanner, 2006). 32 states require background checks going beyond federal requirements, a number have no mechanism for ensuring that checks are made. What Moorhouse and Wanner found during their empirical analysis was that there was no evidence to support the contention that gun control reduces crime rates. (Moorhouse and Wanner, 2006). Law abiding citizens can be expected to confrom to the law an obtain permits, register guns, and enroll in firearms safety courses. Criminals regularly violate the law by purchasing guns on illegal black markets or by stealing them (Moorhouse and Wanner, 2006).
Or maybe people are just so up in arms because they just simply don't know the difference between an "assault weapon" and an "assault rifle." I hate using the term assault, period. It's semi-automatic or fully automatic. But ok. I'll go with it.
Let's define an assault weapon. An assault weapon is basically a semiautomatic firearm with a military appearance. Semi-automatic means the trigger must be pulled for each shot, after which the firearm extracts the spent shell casing and chambers a fresh round, readying the gun for the next shot. This is vastly different from the military assault rifled and machine pistols, which some assault weapons are designed to look like.
An assault rifle has a mechanism that allows for fully automatic firing, so that as long as the trigger is squeezed, cartridges will continue to be fired in rapid succession until all ammunition is exhausted. These typed of firearms have been heavily regulated since 1934. The average person (and many gun owners) have a difficult time distinguishing between the two.
The functionality of assault weapons is no different than any other semi-automatic that have been available for over 100 years. There is a "features" test for determining if the firearm is an assault weapon. The test, strangely enough is not based on complex ballistic testing, the power of the cartridge fired, or any other factor that has effect on lethality. Instead, its based on is cosmetic and ergonomic design.
The following video explains exactly the difference between an assault weapon and an assault rifle.
I urge you, if you managed to make it all the way to the end of this post to PLEASE contact your local assemblyman and tell them what you think.
I don't know how much longer I can log onto a social media outlet and continue to read peoples ignorance. People need to take the time to read, and read a lot. Maybe then their eyes would be open to what I can see. Just maybe.
I'll start with the 9th. Even though I have blogged since then- I forgot to mention one cute thing. Joe & I have agreed that we met January 9th 2009. We don't really have an "anniversary" per say. I thought we would use our engagement date this year as a marker, but he still decided to surprise me with a sweet card & a blender ball! The card just says how much he loves me & how he cant wait to call me his wife. DAWWWW. I love him.
Just a quick funny. Which will probably only be funny to me. My Mom watches my little guy, Charley, while I work. (Thanks, Mom!) Well, for Christmas my Mom bought one of her pups a lamb chop chew toy & my dog had been eyeing it ever since. Well, my Mom walked away for 3 minutes and my pup stole lamb chop from Izzie & murdered her lamb. Poor lamb chop. Poor Izzie for losing her friend. Needless to say, I then quickly ordered 5 lamb chops online. Izzie should have a new best friend in 3-5 business days.
Murdered lamb chop. Brains spewed around the living room.
Charles hiding from my Mom. lol. Hard to see him, I know.
This weekend was pretty hectic. I dropped down to 132.5 lbs yesterday morning. Only to wake up and see that I was back at 133.5 this morning. Wah. I mean I know you're not supposed to step on the scale every day because you'll only be disappointed. I get that weight fluctuates. But I just want it to fall off. And quickly.
We woke up yesterday and went to order our wedding cake! Woo! I can't wait to see the finished product in 3 months! Then we went to visit with my Dad. That was nice. We just hung out and chit chatted. Afterwards we went to run a couple of errands and then dropped Charles off at my Moms while Joe and I went to the gym. I couldn't run to save my life. My right foot was throbbing. I felt like my shoes were digging into my foot. I'm not so sure what the hell was going on with all of that. So I did like 20 minutes of cardio on the tredmill and then worked out my legs. After the gym Joe & I went out to dinner with my Mom, Paul & Todd. It was delicious! And I had no clue pork chops were so low in calories. Sweet deal. I felt like I had a huge meal & I didn't have to sacrifice my left arm for it. Then Joe & I went back to my Moms to spend time with my younger brother. He had a rough weekend dealing with a break up. So I really just wanted to hang out with him. I'm glad I did because we had some good laughs.
All in all I would say this weekend was a great success!
I woke up this morning & weighed in. 133.5. Not to shabby. I will take it.
This is closer to the "baseline" I have been at for the last month or so.
I have been going to the gym for about an hour to an hour and a half. Cardio sucks but it's whats burning the most calories. And honestly, I kinda like the burn.
For my police exams they require a mile and a half in 15 minutes. I can run a mile in 14 right now. A tad embarrassing but, hey, I am trying.
Yesterday, I was having a lot of lower back and right leg pain. I am trying hard not to over do it like I did the last time. I lifted too much and pulled both calves so badly that I couldnt walk for a few days. And no, I am not exaggerating. It was incredibly painful. And when you're new to the gym and you stop for a few days to heal, well, it's pretty damn hard to get back into the swing of things.
I am going to take it easy and start slow & work up my endurance.
I am trying. & what's nice is my fiance has been going with me. I don't like working out necessarily WITH him. I like to have my space but it's nice to know he is supportive. As a "cool down" the other day we played basketball together & then raced to the car. He let me win the race. haha.
3 months before my wedding & I step on the scale. I am humiliated.
I am 137 lbs. Yeah, to some that's not a lot. But at 5'3" I am borderline overweight according to BMI standards. And according to my own. I have never in my life weighed this much.
I can't imagine myself walking down the aisle with the way I feel about myself right now.
As of today I am making a change. Joe and I went to a gym on his lunch break and got a tour. We have a free trial until the 22nd. It's beautiful there. But super expensive. So we will see if that ends up being our gym of choice.
But I am sticking with it this time. I need to. I want to.
When I stepped on that scale and I saw those numbers flashing in my face, I lost it. I started bawling my eyes out. I have never felt this badly about myself. I feel like I have lost all self confidence. I am the only one who can change that.
I made a promise to myself not to eat anymore garbage plates until I reach 120 and if I even crave one then, I will considering treating myself. But enough is enough.
Let's hope I don't fail.
Onto something more uplifting.
I met with the admissions advisor at the U of R today for the accelerated nursing program. It seemed like a MUCH better fit for me. It's a serious application process and I think I would be really lucky if I got in. What makes me nervous is if I put all my time and energy into taking the pre-requisites and then I don't get into the program, I would be pissed. Livid, actually.
But I think I am going to go for it. A lot of the pre-reqs I can take online. So I could continue to work and work towards my nursing degree. And when the time comes to apply for the program I would re-evaluate my employment then. Apparently some of their students are working now. But only like 9 out of 60 work. But hey, at least some are working. It gives me some hope that I could work a shift or two here and there to help pay the bills and also advance myself towards a legitimate career.
So I guess we shall see what happens.
Wish me luck on this whole weight loss thing. I tend to get really down on myself, really quickly. And well, that's not the greatest thing when you're trying to lift yourself up. haha.
Man oh man. I worked seven days in a row from open to close (minus the last shift that was 9:30- 5:30- which is a normal person work day). Needless to say, this weekend was needed. Very much needed.
Friday was my first day off & immediately, my day started with my phone ringing. It was work. I ignored all my calls. I was still in bed. Attempting to sleep in. Eventually I got up but had to get ready for my appointments and errands.
I get several text messages from several co-workers asking to relieve a sick co-worker. I told the masses that I had a lot going on that day. But somehow, it was still MY problem to fix apparently. Do you know how beyond frustrating it is to work seven days from 9:30am to 8:00pm or 10:00pm (depending on my work location), not get out on time a single shift and then get bombarded with work issues on my first day of having a damn break? I was livid. The calls and messages were SO disruptive that during a lunch I had to shut my phone off because it would not stop viberating. Seriously?? And it continued. Do you want to work tomorrow? NO! I dont! I need a mental break! Stop bugging me!
Luckily, Friday was the only day I had to deal with all of that. The rest of my weekend was spent cleaning my home that was neglected for the seven days I was working. Re-decorating the house. Wedding planning.
I met with St John Fisher on Friday to see about Nursing school. I was all excited about it and then realized the person I was meeting with called in sick. I ended up meeting with someone who was NOT very friendly. I felt like she was judging my decision to change career paths. She rushed me off to transfer admissions and the advisor I met there was very helpful. She explained everything to me and how I should approach everything in order to get the end result I wanted.
I have a meeting on Tuesday with the U of R. I am much more excited about that meeting because it's an accelerated nursing program. I can get a second degree in a year and start working asap. Which is really what I want more than anything. I have some pre-requisites that I need to fufill, so it will probably take about a year and a half but Fisher would be roughly 3 years. Still half the time at the U of R. So we shall see what happens.
Joe & I spent a good chunk of the weekend re-decorating and buying stuff for the house to make it more ours. We added a seating area to our master bedroom. It is so pretty. Still not completed fully, but it's about 95% there. We added a nice TV stand on the one wall. And I finally set up my vanity that my Dad made for me out of an old sewing machine.
My new closet! & Yes, that is a gun. Shocker.
The vanity my Dad made out of an old sewing machine.
Well, my 2012 went out with a BIG bang!
It was so awesome. Really! It consisted of taking NyQuil and passing out by 10pm. Completely missing the stroke of midnight and getting my "happy new year smooch." Whatev.
My 2012 was pretty decent. Nothing too exciting.
January I got engaged to a wonderful dude, and in 2013, we will start our marriage. I had no idea the proposal was coming when it did. We have spent most of this year planning our wedding together. We will be getting married at Belhurt in Geneva, NY. Pretty nifty.
First shot of my diamond
February I lost my sister-in-law Frannie to brain cancer. It made me realize I need to love my siblings even more than I already do. I will never forget standing by Frannie, holding Kayla and Jake so damn tightly, crying and thanking heaven I still had them. They are my everything.
In May we had to put down puppy dog Kahn. That was devistating. I took him before one of my work shifts thinking, "Ah I can handle this." Umm, I don't know what the hell I was thinking. It was such a hard experience. But I am glad I was able to be there for him.
In June, my brother graduated high school. The last Wichman to graduate from good 'ol PHS. I was one proud sister that day!
July I finally did something great for myself. I went and bought myself some new balls. Eye balls. Get your mind out of the gutter! If you have been considering LASIK I highly highly reccommend Rochester Eye & Laser Center. They were unbelievable. I had a great experience and best of all I can see 20/15. Oh, and I got a new baby cousin, Harper Zoey, who is the cutest little shit known to man!
Bruising on my eye after LASIK
Fresh Baby Harper
In August, I turned 25. Completely forgot to call my car insurance company to reduce my rates. Epic fail.
September my mother got married to the man of her dreams! It was a shit show. My parents know how to party harder than I do.
Mom & Pauls Wedding!
October I went to Germany for my 2nd year in a row. I was sick the entire time and was third wheel to my parents, but it was still a great fuckin' time. I mean how many of you can say you took a Ambien in Munich to get some damn shut eye, only to end up hallucinating so badly that you called your fiance bawling your eyes out telling him all the strangers were in your room, stealin' yo shit and that they were going to hurt you and they should go to prison. This bitch did.
High on Ambien. Yeah, I took pics. And a video
Happy Halloween
November I went to Academi to get some serious pistol training. And did really really well for my first experience with intense instruction. I learned skills I will be able to carry with me for the rest of my life.
1.29 draw time @ Academi
I think 2012 was a decent year. The only thing I wish happened that didn't was finding a legit job. But eh, what the hell. That's what 2013 is for, right?
I dont believe in making resolutions or setting goals. All I can say is I love my life. I love flying by the seat of my pants. Here is to 2013 and hoping I can make it a bomb year. I have a lot to look forward to!
