Totally THANKFUL Thursday

I know it’s normally Totally Truthful Thursday, but you know what? I have a lot to be thankful for this week (read: always) – and clearly I’m a sucker for alliteration ;)

  • My husband, duh. He’s the best – seriously. He makes me laugh every single day, he’s smart as all get out, and he can pretty much do anything. I simply adore him.

Yes, he’s building our deck. No, he’s never built one before. Yes, he’s amazing.

  • Genuine friendships - I’m so lucky to have a generous handful of people who I genuinely trust, laugh with, and can simply be myself around.

Only a lucky few can handle this much weird. 

  • Our neighbors - OH MY GOD we have the best neighbors ever. More times that I can count, I’ve said to Cory, Seriously. How did we get this lucky?

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Not to mention, our entire neighborhood is amazing. Example: I drive down the street waving to kids…and enjoy it. Who am I?

  • My health - There’s not a day that passes when I don’t thank The Big Guy for my able body and mind.
  • Being DONE with grad school this upcoming Monday.

  • Contacts, tampons, and birth control - because they make my life better.
  • Our DVR - How else would I watch shows that come on after 9 PM?
  • Google Maps and GPS – For without those two inventions, I would most likely be a hermit.
  • My jeans still fitting - because I’ve missed more workouts than I care to admit.
  • For Sweet Frog not being within walking distance of my house - because then I would definitely have to omit the previous thankful statement.

  • Tomorrow being Friday. Enough said.

*Tell me something you’re thankful for! :)

Weekend Things

It’s Monday again.

I can’t complain, really, because my weekend was pretty great. I did a whole lotta nothin’ – which was exactly what the doctor (not really) ordered.

On Friday, I forced myself to make it to Body Pump after work. Did I mention that it was Friday? After work?

I was slightly annoyed because the instructor had on a full face of make-up and left her (really long) hair down. Did I miss out on the Prom Edition of Body Pump memo?

It was a struggle to get past the make up, but it helped when she congratulated everyone for coming on Friday after work. Nice, I thought, she knows this is an accomplishment.

But then I harshly judged her again after she went on to say, Is anyone going to happy hour after this?

YOU KNOW IT. I thought to myself.

Not me, she says. THIS is my happy hour.

Oh, vomit.  

I was able to shake the Beauty Queen of Body Pump on Saturday morning at Body Flow. Per the usual, I was the first one there.

A few people (via Instagram) were concerned about the fact that I was looking pretty emo just sitting in the dark. Fear not. The instructors at my gym always hold yoga and Flow in a dimly lit room. I really enjoy it.

Maybe that is pretty emo of me.

When I got home, Cory made us breakfast. He loves cooking breakfast, which is perfect because I love eating breakfast.

Later in the day, Emily and Jamie came over to lounge and do nothing. It was pretty fantastic. And now, with a recharged battery, I’m off to conquer this week.

 

Ringing in 2013!

Happy 2013, my friends!

Last night we hosted a “get together” and rung in the New Year with our closest friends.

It was a fun, low key night filled with Cards Against Humanity, tons of food, and drinking games I hadn’t played since college.

There was also a little peer pressure that happened, but I won’t point any fingers at Erin Grace, Amanda, and Whitney.

 So in a round about way, Cory and I put ourselves in prime position to start working on our 2013 goal: Slowing down. That’s right, I have been watching Saved by the Bell and Boy Meets World for five hours.

It’s been awesome.

Let’s chat – What’s “the” TV show(s) of your childhood? For me, it’s absolutely Saved by the Bell and Boy Meets World! 

Why It’s Fun Being a 20-Something Hostess

Whether it’s in a tiny apartment or a big new house, I’ve always enjoyed having my friends over for “get togethers.” Because after college graduation they’re no longer called “pre-games.”

This is the game, folks. Come prepared. 

As many of you know, try as I might, I am seriously incapable of channeling my inner-Martha. But that’s okay, because when you host parties as a 20-something, the expectations are set pretty low.

You can ask people to bring their own booze and it’s not considered rude or impractical.

No one cares if you don’t have matching serving dishes. It’s not plastic or foil? That’s high class!

DIY decorations are not only acceptable, but highly encouraged.

Pot-luck is the easiest kind of luck to come by.

After college, the depressing realization sets in that Real Life is void of weekly “sober sisters” to cart your drunk ass around, so friends rarely want to bother with figuring out driving. Let’s just get drunk at someone’s place and fall where we may.

And most importantly, I’ve realized that everyone else in their early-to-mid-20s is still figuring things out. No one has all of their shit together, and it’s just nice to be around people with whom you don’t have to pretend otherwise.

I’m glad you’re here, New Year’s Eve! I’m ready for ya! ;)

Let’s chat – What are your plans tonight? Staying in, or going out? We’re hosting a “get together” tonight! I can’t wait to spend time with my great friends!

Evaluating Your Life Plate

We live in a society where the most popular New Year’s Resolution is weight loss. Many people are so concerned with what they put on their plates, that other important things tend to fall by the wayside.

But speaking of keeping your plates healthy, I wanted to focus on a different kind of plate: your Life Plate.

I think of Life as a huge buffet busting at the seams with wonderful people, places, opportunities, and choices.

And like at you’re favorite Chinese lunch buffet, you have a choice as to what you put on your Life Plate.

You can choose to fill your plate with things that make you immediately happy, but end up leaving you feeling empty and tired.

You can lose all willpower and fill your plate with facades and lose sight of who you really are.

You can also choose to fill your plate with shoulds (things you think you should do, be, say, etc.) that ultimately end up making you feel anxious and overwhelmed.

Or, you could think of your Life Plate as a balancedhealthy plate filled with people and things that fuel you and make you feel your best. (Always remembering to save room for dessert ;) )

As 2012 comes to a close, I encourage you to take a look at your Life Plate. Is it full of junk, or is it full of things you need?

Like a huge serving of faith (whatever that looks like to you), a heaping helping of family and meaningful relationships, all heavily seasoned with compassion (for yourself and others), genuine relaxation, and FUN.

Think about it.

Let’s chat – What’s currently filling up your Life Plate? What could be dumped into the garbage disposal, and what could be added? 

Hello, Richmond!

Well, friends. We’re here! :)

Friday was the big moving day, and despite my everything-that-can-go-wrong nightmares the night before, it was an extremely smooth process.

My mom came over to see us off, and we were met with the open arms of Cory’s family, Emily, and Jamie. It was an emotional day for me, because leaving my mom was terribly sad, so it’s been beyond comforting to come to a place with familiar faces.

On Friday, Cory’s mom made us a delicious dinner, and we all sat around and relaxed for a bit. I was too tired to admit that Cory and I had lots of work to do :)

Truth be told – we have been on such a roll with unpacking. When we moved in together in July, it took us 4 months to unpack – and this time we’re almost finished after 2 days.

I love this area and I love being so close to Emily and Jamie. It was so neat to have an impromptu dinner date with Emily last night! I was also so proud of myself for navigating my way to her place and back home without getting lost!

I’ll have more detailed posts to come, but for now, I’m simply getting used to the place. But from where I’m sitting (aka: our living room), things are looking pretty great :)

Let’s chat – How many times have you moved? I’m not counting college, so I’ve moved twice. In less than a year! 

Funk

I’ve got to be honest with you.

I’ve been in a funk to end all funks this week.

I won’t get into unflattering details, but the fact that it’s been raining for what seem like the last ten years is the icing on my funky cake.

I left work yesterday and it was pouring. You know when rain resembles a monsoon and there’s that terribly awkward moment of desperation in which you attempt to get in your car, close your umbrella and stay dry all at the same time?

That was my life yesterday. Not even my under garments stood a chance.

Just add it to the funk list.

Night class, traffic, more rain and some scary car trouble helped me sink deeper into my funky ‘tude.

And then I came home and got a call from my brother telling me he really liked an old blog post. If you don’t know, my younger brother is one of my favorite people on the planet.

He’s funnier than all get out, and he’s always been ten times cooler than me. But’s okay – sometimes he spreads the love and makes me feel cool.

And just like that, without even knowing it, he helped start to pull me out of my funk.

And then I saw that one of my favorite bloggers ever, posted her first Totally Truthful Thursday video blog!  And whaddayaknow, that helped me take another huge step out of my funk.

And the fact that I’m going to spend the weekend with these two mugs makes my heart smile.

And the fact that I sucked up the last bit of my funk and laid it out on the treadmill for a 5-mile run this morning makes me feel pretty darn good, too :)

Have a happy, funk-free weekend!

Let’s chat – The last person to pay me a compliment was ______ and they said ________.

I Get by with a Little Help from my Friends

My friends are the best.

They make silly faces with me in public.

They assist me when I want to canoe in a man-made lake.

They “Colleen’s had too much to drink” dance with me.

They don’t mind that I have no shame.

And they motivate me! Today I was g-chatting with my friend Ashley and we were both half-complaining that we didn’t want to work out this afternoon.

I was tired. She had been having a rough day. But we both got off around the same time and I said “I’ll work out if you work out.” And that was it. Even though she’s in Philly and I’m in Fairfax, it was all I needed to get my butt into gear.

When I got home, I thought about not working out. I thought about having a bowl of cereal instead, even though I wasn’t hungry. I even said out loud to no one but myself “I just don’t feel like it.”

Let’s be serious, the fact that I was complaining out loud to myself was alarming. I knew Ashley was going to go to the gym, but I would have felt like such an ass if I told her I just didn’t feel like it.

And no one enjoys feeling like a jackass ;)

So I popped in P90X and managed a sweaty workout. I feel better than I did when I got home this afternoon. I felt sluggish and bored after work. Now I don’t! I’m so thankful I had Ashley to motivate me :)

Now it’s time for dinner! :) Catch you all tomorrow!

Let’s chat –

Who motivates you?

Do you like to workout with a friend or by yourself? I’d much rather workout by myself any day!