I have a love of all things Southern.
I have a love of all things Southern.
I have a love of all things Southern.
So this weekend obviously was a healthy eating fail. Memorial Day, etc.
Last night my dad had to go to the ER so my husband and I went to his house at 2 am to watch my little brothers, Tyler and Joe. We didn’t get home til 5 am. So I slept til noon.
I slept through the most productive part of my day. Usually, after lunch time, I am a blob and you can’t get me away from the netflix.
However, today was a different story. Maybe it’s because my lunch time moved to later since breakfast was at noon.
So far I have washed dishes, refilled my hummingbird feeder, took out a bunch of trash and cleaned out the funky food from the fridge.
I made tuna too, for my tuna melt I shall eat later. I also packed my husband’s lunch for work.
Then I proceeded to chop vegetables for an hour and a half.
I never use all of the veggies I but at the store. There’s always too much and then it goes bad. I know everyone else has this problem too. One way to remedy this is to just buy frozen veggies, but then you miss out on the joy of fresh veggies. You can’t eat frozen veggies raw. All you can do is cook with them. So people, I have come to bear the answer to your prayers.
CHOP THAT SHIT UP AND FREEZE IT!
Anything you’re not gonna eat raw, just go ahead and put it in a ziploc bag and freeze it. No food goes to waste and no chopping at dinner time. Win win.
However, now that I’ve chopped rec and yellow onions, carrots, celery, and a bell pepper I smell weird. If someone could please find a way to remove this smell from my person please inform me, because soap does not work.
Cookout today with the in-laws.
To put it nicely, I like only a few of them all of the time.
The crazy aunt loves me.
And all she did was talk to me for like four hours straight.
Thankfully it’s card night with Danielle and her boyfriend. FUN TIME!
Sadly, after my not so healthy eating of the past week, I have gained weight. i have really got to buckle down. But that’s not the only terrible thing about today.
My husband hurt my feelings. It was something so small. But I was still hurt. However, he’s still in bed and doesn’t know this.
And I have to spend time with my OTHER sister today.
Long long ago, my mother and father, Shawn, had a beautiful baby girl, named Caitlin.
Later My parents got divorced and about 6 years later he had another daughter with another woman.
Her name is Jami. And we have only seen each other a handful of times over the years. She 18 now. Just graduated high school and in town for a week this summer.
She’s stay in town with my evil grandmother. This woman lives across the state line, but it’s not too far from me if you take the interstate. However, a 30 minute to an hour drive is just too much for her. (She’s not an old grandma by the way. I’m not sure how old she is, but she’s relatively young for a grandma.) Since the drive is too far, she stopped coming to my birthdays like 15 years ago. She didn’t come to my graduation, I had people who weren’t family come in from out of town to see my graduate high school. But she couldn’t make the drive. However, she made it to dinner after graduation… what the fuck!
Six years later, I had not seen nor heard from her. But I was getting married so I sent her invitations to showers and the wedding. She could not manage to make it to a single shower. I had three. (My other grandma, was at every single shower and helped plan the wedding) Evil grandma just didn’t care. However, she made it to the wedding. I had told family to come to the wedding about an hour early for pictures. I specifically did not tell evil grandma to be there an hour early because I did not want her to be in pictures. Nope she showed up anyways.
Now she loves to post of facebook about things that I’ve done, like when I was accepted into Phi Alpha Theta, the international history honors society, about how proud she is. She has absolutely no right to be proud, she is a stranger to me, and I to her.
So, Jami is staying with this evil grandma while she is in town. This WOMAN wouldn’t not bring Jami to my house to spend time with me! Not only is it not important for her to have a relationship with me, but she thinks it is not important for anyone else to have a relationship with me either! So I acted like the adult, and offered to go pick up Jami so I can spend time with her and then take her back later. However, it would have been far more convenient if we could have split up the gas and driving. But no. She. is. a. BITCH!
Oh I also took a test that is supposed to tell me my mental age; I got 42. My mother got 20. What in the world is wrong with this picture!?!?!
Decided to be ballsy on break today.
It’s not a huge deal, but at least it’s a step in the right direction. Also, being outside makes me feel better about being in a tiny, smelly restaurant all day.
I mean, how can a view like that not make you smile?
There’s a tractor for Pete’s sake.
Also, my work shoes are fantastically better for walking than the ballet flats from yesterday.
Even if they are the most hideous things ever.
But now I go back inside and wipe down some tables.
Til next time.
Today, there was Mexican food.
And small children dying because they didn’t eat soup.
-Caitlin and Danielle
Today, the boy and I went for a walk after running some errands.
Did I mention I have a boyfriend? Well, I do. His name is Taylor. We’ve been together four years this month. He’s pretty fantastic.
Anyway, walking. There’s this trail by his old high school that neither of us has been to, so we decided to check it out while we were in the neighborhood.
And it was awesome. Tons of trees, a place to go fishing, and we even saw a little garter snake.
However, I forgot to think about footwear… And of course we got lost and ended up wandering aimlessly in the woods for over an hour.
My feet are now just two big blisters as I neglected to change out of my ballet flats.
Oh well. I had fun anyway. And at least I did something productive.
Baby steps, and whatnot.
And I got smooches, which is the best part.
I THOUGHT I LOOKED GOOD IN THIS SKIRT! INSTEAD I LOOK LIKE A ZOO ANIMAL MYSELF!
You should all be ashamed for not telling me, especially you Danielle.
Also, No I am not touching that poor child’s butt. I was checking his diaper. And promptly changed him after this picture cause he was filled to capacity!
Ok people. I am convinced the zoo is evil. It is also one of my most favorite places in the world!
First, let’s meet part of my family.
See here’s the story. My mom married my step dad. Later they divorced after giving life to my little sister. He got remarried and helped create two of the most adorable little boys you have ever met: Tyler and Joe.
However, they are stupid (the parents not the babies) because they chose to have them LIKE A YEAR APART!
So Tyler is 2 and Joe is about to turn 1. These are the children I took to the zoo. Along with my sister, Carrigan, who is thankfully 14 and can take care of herself for the most part.
So here’s Joe at a ripe almost 1 years old…
And here is Tyler, at two years of age, trying to wave at the penguins which were by far his favorite animal of the day!
And of course Carrigan and I…
So here I am with my odd little family. We packed a lunch and went to the zoo cause it’s free after 2 on Tuesday!!!
DEAR JESUS THESE ANIMALS LIVE ON THE SUN!
I have been to the zoo plenty of times and everytime I conveniently forget how hot it is in that god forsaken place!
We. Walked. Everywhere.
Thankfully we had strollers. I do not even know how many calories I walked AND SWEATED off! I could calculate how many I walked, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves. That would require me to push buttons and things. We cannot have that.
Another thing about the zoo, everything is expensive. We brought water and lunch but by the time we got sat down our water was like outside temperature, which was around 90 degrees. Not refreshing. So in an effort to save money my sister and I shared a drink. Normally I would go to my old standby, Diet Coke, because unlike Danielle I have not divorced my favorite diet soft drink (I don’t drink as much of it as she does either). But no, the zoo has Pepsi products. So we get Mountain Dew. Healthy, I know.
My lunch was healthy though.
So we walked around for 2 and a half hours in the heat, sweat all over, applied copious amounts of sunscreen to our pasty white skin, and died a little bit.
So here’s what I ate today in case anyone cares.
Breakfast: a relatively not so unhealthy scone, woo hoo. and COFFEE. I will never give up my coffee. You can’t make me!
Lunch: pimento cheese sandwich on my wonderful sandwich thins! Some stale tortilla chips. Some strawberries. A string cheese. I think that was it.
And dinner: I would have been better off with the cheese pizza Danielle was tempted with. Because I had Chinese. Apparently I am a terrible healthy eater according to the things I have posted so far on this blog.
However, I shall not give up! I will continue to shame myself by posting my unhealthy eating habits on the internet for the world to see!!!
PS. I left the doors to my house open because it was nice outside, now I am being eaten alive by little flying bugs. It’s like Willard, but with bugs instead of rats!
It’s cheese. Cheese pizza is my favorite. And it’s so close to me, just sitting there, being delicious.
But I’m not going to eat it. I ate before I got here. I’m not hungry. I don’t need it.
The problem is convincing myself that that last sentence is true.
I don’t need it. I want it. But, I don’t need it.
So I’ll sit in my car on break, drink my diet shake and try to ignore the pizza in the back.
Does this count as a small victory?