So here we are…


Today is the day…
The day I go to the gynecologist and get probed.
That’s honestly the nicest term for it.

However, while here we are going to talk about the possibilities of me one day having a kid.
Step one I already know is losing weight and getting healthy which I am sadly failing at.

Maybe this will give me the kick in the butt I need to get on track!


Guess What I Did!


Guess What I Did!



Oh well. At least I’m alive. Ha.

I haven’t been very attentive to this whole diet thing recently.

Being unemployed and trying to find a job can give you tunnel vision, and then everything else seems unimportant, etc …

But, no excuses.

Tomorrow I am planting pumpkins … because, you know, that’s normal.

And I might even go running.

With all of this free time I have now, perhaps I can get some stuff done, right?


– Dani

Day 1… Again


The good thing about falling off the bandwagon is you can always get back on.

So while I didn’t eat 100% healthy today, I at least didn’t eat cake.

And instead of going to the gym I burned about a million calories and sweated my ass off while cleaning my house from top to bottom!

Now I’m making “healthy cookies” with three bananas that are about to go bad and a healthy dinner for when my husband gets home!

So yay me. Day 1 has been a success in my eyes.
Also, I drank no diet coke today.


Long Time No See


Ok guys,

I am back. 

It’s been a long, crazy month or so. 

First, I went to New York City. Which would be excited except my entire family was there. my mom, my sister, my Aunt Rene, and her two sons Matthew and Morgan, my husband and me. 

My sister was the youngest person with us, and she’s 14. So it was a bunch of adults, or practically adults, or physically adults with the mental maturity of a five year old (no he’s not slow, just immature).

So pretty much there was a lot of yelling. I made people cry because I’m the bitch, and then we all came home and didn’t talk to each other for a week. 

In other words, it was awful. 


On a happier note, I had a birthday on Saturday and am officially 24 years old. I feel old. 

In other news, the bakery business is coming together nicely. Dani and I have been working our butts off!

And here is a first in the history of my 24 years on this earth: I THREW AWAY CAKE TODAY!

After eating on my birthday cake for two days I decided it was time to be done and I threw it away! 

Be proud. 

Now if this had been really amazing cake there wouldn’t have been any left to throw away; however, it was Kroger cake. And while it was not the worst cake I have ever had, it was definitely not up to par with cakes that I make 99% of the time. Sometimes everyone makes a terrible cake. 

So now that I am officially an adult, (I am not real sure why I decided 24 was official adult status. Maybe it is because I graduated college and got married all while 23) I have to start doing adult things, like not eating cake constantly and making a concerted effort to create a happier healthier me for the same of my body, my life, my family, and the sanity of all those around me (including the people I made cry in NYC). 

So this is my “New Years Resolution.” I am well aware it is not New Years, but it is the beginning of a new year of my life. 

Wish me luck. 

Let’s be productive!


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.


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!

Ugh It’s Friday


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!?!?!

Park Life


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.

– Danielle