Bad blogger! Bad!

Well, hello there! Boy, have I been a bad blogger!

Let me tell you something, this past year has been the hardest year I’ve ever had to live through… Just call me “frantic” because I’ve been through the ringer for sure.

stressful six months
Longest six months ever!

My last post was from April. Of 2014. Here we are, over halfway through 2015, and I finally decide to pop my head in and say hello. (See? Bad Blogger!) Don’t get me wrong, there have been numerous times that I’ve logged in, had my fingers hoovering over the keyboard ready to pour my heart out write, and chickened out. The longer I was away, the harder it got.

But, to be frank, I’ve missed writing. I’ve missed posting about my mundane days and horrifying the random passerby with my food/exercise/lovehandle/cellulite obsessed posts. Recently, I found that urge to come back to my dear ol’ blog and give it a go. A real go, not one that ends with about 12 half finished posts in my drafts folder. Guilty.

The problem is that there was so much stuff going on that I was barely able to make sure my poor, overworked, brain didn’t melt.

Seriously, that should be a real medical condition.

I’ll give you the super rough, super choppy, version of my past year.

Literally a week after I posted my last post, to the day, the place I was living at just went to poo (the pun becomes evident really quick). The septic went a little crazy. We quickly got it pumped, two days later it started backing up into the house.

Didn’t catch that? INTO. THE. HOUSE. I’ll let you create your own image for that one, I certainly don’t wish to relive it.

Jack Sparrow is my spirit animal

Now, normally that wouldn’t be a problem. Pack up, move to a hotel for a couple of nights until the septic gets fixed. Done. Not too bad. BONUS Landon would have thought that was awesome…espeically if there was a pool. Swimming in Northern Michigan in the end of April is either incredibly brave… or a death wish. And I can’t deny that sitting in a tub where the water would actually covered more than my ankles would have been heavenly. Yay! mini-vacation! Yay!

Pause the celebration really quick. The septic itself needed to be fixed, not just pumped. With a pretty hefty price tag of $4,000. Ouch.

Oh, wait! We also found out that according to city guidelines the actual septic was too close to the house and needed to be moved towards to end of the property line. That tacked on another $3200. Double ouch.

Even if shovelling out over seven grand was an option, we were also looking at needing to stay into a hotel for ten days while getting the “repairs.” That’s another good thousand bucks in the cheapest hotel. Now considering food, gas, and all that fun stuff. Spending close to 9,000 bucks for a rental just wasn’t in the cards for us.

Triple ouch.

That’s a good chunk of change right there. Honestly, that potential nine grand is a really darn good starting point on our piggy bank savings for a down payment. You know, buying a house one day.

After talking it through with Josh, I got on the phone to my mom. After some plotting, planning, and hour and a half commutes, we came up with the decision to move.

Now, that decision was so hard to make. Very difficult. But, you see, that’s what happens when you don’t have a back up plan. For someone who thrives on planning and schedules, it was kind of a fml moment for me. Of course, who would plan for needing to vacate their home because of a overfilling toilet? Not this girl, that’s for sure.

Yeah ok.

So to make an already long story short. I resigned from a job I loved, which sucked. I had just gotten a new promotion, an amazing opportunity, and then I put in my two weeks before the ink on my “I accept this position” paper dried. We moved to Traverse City, then down state leaving all our friends and “up north” family behind. Two moves in less than 3 months. Ay caramba! From there is was downhill. It was amazing being so close with the family members I was lucky to see once a year. And of course there were several fun things that happen. An orchard, Cannibal Lane, and the library in Traverse. That’s paradise for someone used to a wee little library. We even tried out restaurants that we wouldn’t have normally eaten at.

yummy wrap
“Healthy Choice” wrap from The Kitchen in Traverse!
Yummy wraps for sure!

That was awesome.

What wasn’t awesome was finding new jobs, dealing with the stress of being away from the people I saw everyday for years, and the loss of my grandpa from stage 4 cancer… within two months of moving down there.

I miss you, Grandpa!

Those were the big things, that doesn’t include all the little tiny things that added to the stress.

Let’s just say, I started to crack. There were many, many, many sobbing phones calls to my mom and sister. It was ridiculous.

Psychic Almonds
Oh, psychic almonds. You knew. You knew.

I’ve mentioned before that I don’t handle change well, right?

Too much change in a short period of time. And I’ll be honest, weight loss…well my actual health in general kind of took a backseat.

So after finagling some thing we made the journey back up north about 15 minutes outside of the town we’d originally lived in. As soon as we hit Manistee, Josh turned to me and said “Welcome home!” Which is ironic because both of us swore how much we wouldn’t miss Manistee. It was too small, too snowy, too boring….too too too. You never realize what you miss until you aren’t there. I didn’t realize how much I loved Manistee…until I wasn’t there.

So yeah.

That’s the cliffnotes version of what went on this last year. Phew.

Oh wait, there is one more thing. One more life altering, amazing, scary, and incredible thing.

But I’ll wait to tell you all of that.


Weigh In Day!

Well, the fateful weigh in day. Phew. I have been weighing myself weekly (granted, more than once a week) just to keep up to par on what I was weighing.

The last time I posted my weight was wayyyy back over a month ago.

So without further ado…

Last Weigh-In: 196.2
This Weigh-In: 194.3
Total lost: 1.9 lbs

So I’ve only lost 2 pounds in six weeks. Not that much, but on the flip side of the situation it hasn’t been an up and down kind of thing. There were several months that I must have lost a total of 20 pounds… but when that 20 pounds is bouncing between 180 and 200 repetitively, doesn’t exactly make for any kind of actual weight loss.

So even though I haven’t lost much at all, I’m proud of the fact that I haven’t been yo-yoing like I had been.

Perhaps that’s just me being overly optimistic, but I’ll take it.


Not one hoodie fit

So, not too long ago I had gone to Dunhams with Josh to grab a hoodie, long story short… not one hoodie fit.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m used to having a hard time buying clothes in general. Apparently size 10-14 are the no-mans land of clothing. I’m a solid large to extra-large, depending on the cut and brand… which all girls are used to. But when I go to throw on an large hoodie and it wont even pull down my chest, it’s kind of heart breaking.

The Nike hoodie I grabbed was an large…which was the largest side… but it fit (or didn’t fit) the same way a small would. Seriously, I couldn’t even pull it down no matter how much I sucked in.

So I ended up crying a little bit, yelling and screaming, and complaining in general.

With my rollercoaster of emotions I ended up screaming about how it sucked. “If I am going to a sports store and buying clothes that are intended for athletics, why in the hell doesn’t Nike make clothing in my size?” My whole idea is that even though I am planning on working out and getting gross/sweaty I still want to be able to feel confident in what I am wearing. I ended up getting pissy and grabbing a men’s hoodie, which of course I didn’t want.

So Josh, being Josh, said he’d call up Nike and complain on my behalf. Of course, I only half believed him… but he actually did. He mentioned all the same things I had, plus some others points. The guy he talked to said basically the whole customer service schpeel that everyone hears…”I’ll talk to my higher ups and fix this issue for you.”

Well shortly afterwards we had gone back to Dunhams just to see. While walking through the store there were TONS of larger sizes.

XL Sports bras that actually fit my chi-chi, when the largest size they had originally had was large.

sports bras

Hoodies that were EXTRA LARGE!!!!

hoodie sizes

Annnnd when I tried it on… it fit. Holy hell it fit!

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So of course I was thrilled!!! I’m not going to pretend that it was a little tight, but I’ll take it.

Naturally I am going to totally give credit to Josh for the phone call. Sure, it could be all kinds of things. It could have been that they were switching out winter clothing and moving in the spring clothing which just naturally are larger…who knows. But I’m just going to go ahead and go for the Josh fixing it theory.

Because I want to, you know?


Day nine, plus 5k?

I’m on day nine of this smoothie challenge. Which I must say has been pretty interesting. Thinking of 30 different smoothies to try was definitely interesting, but I did it. Actually did it in advance, so now I just have to mark off which smoothies I have already done. I already know that on day 15 I’m going to completely forget all of the past 2 weeks worth of smoothies.

So here are the last nine smoothies I have done…

first nine smoothies
So in order we have (drum roll please)

Strawberry Mango, Pumpkin Pie, Tropical Smoothie, Cucumber Melon, Coconut Carrot, Avacado Mango Carrot, Mango Banana, Banana Berry, Green Strawberry Banana.

There you have it. Keep an eye out for an update on my recipes page, I’ll be throwing up the recipes for all of them shortly.

But I think I’ve been doing pretty good, and I’ve been having a ton of fun with it!

But on the opposite side of things, there is an interesting and shudder inducing and feat of strength obstacle that is coming up.

Which is just my own obnoxious way of saying that something is on the horizon.

couch to 5k

That’s right. Couch to 5k. I’m going to go for it.

I know, I know, I’ve tried this before. And needless to say that I haven’t actually succeeded. Mainly because I didn’t actually continue on that whole trek of the C25K program.

My sweaty pictures should be enough to vouch for that.

me sweaty

Now this time will hopefully be different than last time, this time I’ll be joined by two of my friends. That’s right… I’ll actually have some people who can join me in sweating, groaning, and wishing for it all to be over. Which will be awesome!

And all of this isn’t for a waste of time.

In 12 weeks (the duration of the C25K training thingy) is a 5k here in Manistee! I’m pretty sure it’s called the Firecracker 5k, but regardless of what it’s called we’re totally going for it.

So here’s to wishing all of us luck!


A Smoothie Challenge

I’ve been on a smoothie kick and decided that I was going to do my own little 30 day smoothie challenge. Of course these are popping up all over the internet…but most of them are for “green” smoothies. So I figured I’d go ahead and give it ago, sans the “green” part. Don’t get me wrong, I love adding spinach to my smoothies…but sometimes the color make me queasy. Strawberry + Spinach = grey or brown. Not too appetizing. So we went out and picked up some smoothie making stuff. Granted you can slap just about anything into a blender with ice and call it a smoothie but in honor of a smoothie challenge, I’m going to do a different smoothie every day for a month. Yup. A whole 30 days.

I found this cute picture on that’s kind of a Smoothie Making 101.

smoothies 101
Super simple. Now, of course, I’m not vegan… so I don’t use tofu or whatnot. But regardless…I still thought it was super cute.

1. Throw in a liquid – I’m fond of Almond Milk or Green Tea
2. Throw in a fruit – fairly self explanatory
3. Throw in a protein – I tend to use Greek Yogurt or protein powder
4. Toss in a veggie – I love to use spinach or carrots
5. Toss in some extras – chia seeds, flaxseed oil, seasonings, coco powder, hell I’ve used coconut flakes
6. Add in your healthy fats – I usually don’t do this mainly because I don’t have an issue anymore with getting fats into my diet
7. Throw in Ice
8. Blend, blend, blend

Now of course all these aren’t super necessary, but all in all it gives a good indication to what to throw into a smoothie. Which, suprisingly, is what a lot of people ask when I tell them I love smoothies.

“Um, how do you make a smoothie?” And don’t judge, but I had to look it up myself. I didn’t realize that it was more than just fruit and water. Yeah.

My biggest problem with smoothies is finding the time to make them. Taking the time to get all the crap together, and portioned, and cut… and then don’t even get me started on random bags of left over slimy spinach because it goes bad so quickly.

So I went ahead and spent an hour making easy little grab and go bags for my smoothies. I’ve done it before well over a year ago, and thought it’d be a good idea to bring it back. So I did.

fruit baggies use

Landon and I made 10 bags of fruit with smoothies between the two of us. Landon even wanted to label his. He got a little “But mooooooommmmmm” when I told him he didn’t need to worry about the calories in it. So he ended up just writing and copying one of mine. Ha. Silly boy.

Landon's smoothie use

Now now in the morning (or whenever I decide I want a smoothie) all I’ve got to do is grab a baggie, throw in my liquid and most likely yogurt and blend away. I won’t even need as much ice since the fruit is already frozen.

I’ve read some people actually go through and freeze yogurt cubes as well, which I’m seriously considering doing next time just to be able to cut down time even more, and I won’t have to worry about wasting yogurt either. So, it definitely sounds good to me.

But all-in-all I’m feeling pretty great about my smoothie challenge. Not really going about trying to “beat” anyone, and there isn’t a prize at the end of my blender tunnel. But it’ll still be fun I think.