Nov 5, 2009

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You’ll always be my thunder

You’ll always be my thunder

I am happy to report my first weigh in with THRIVE went awesome. I lost 12 pounds last week. Yes, 12 pounds! That is seriously like the weight of my dog so basically, I lost a Jack. I was really proud of myself. I also weighed again tonight and lost another 4 pounds! So in two weeks, I’ve lost 16 pounds which is a lot of weight to come off my body in two weeks. Sadly, I don’t know if I will be losing again next week since I am going on vacation. I am very proud of myself but I really have earned this break. I need a break from the stress of school and not have to think about things such as what can I eat, etc. I do plan on drinking a lot of water and Sprite while I’m gone and eating within my timings. I have decided to treat myself to what I want to eat within reason for the next few days while I’m in Gatlinburg. I will deal with the repercussions once I get home. I do know once I get back it will be right back on THRIVE because this program is actually working for me which I am so excited about. You have no idea how exciting it is to step on a scale and see a smaller number compared to the last week. I also love the thrill of stepping into clothes that were a little snug or too tight a few weeks ago and have them fit a lot better now.

So as I’ve mentioned, I leave for Gatlinburg tomorrow. I am going with Jonathan, my sister Beth, and her boyfriend, Hayden. I really think we’ll have a fun trip since we were just informed this is the first week of the lights as well. Gatlinburg is known for it’s awesome lights around the holidays and this time we’ll get to see them for the first time this year. That is really exciting. We were also told about a trolley ride you can take to go view all of the lights which I am sure we will be doing. I love Christmas time and I love looking at all the lights. Even if we don’t do anything while we’re in Gatlinburg I will just be happy for a time away from home with no stress.

This past week has been a week of hell. Last Thursday I went to Scary Berry with Jonathan, Beth, and Hayden. Scary Berry was not so scary since I only got scared in one part. In the paper it was advertised as a haunted HAY RIDE but that actually turned out to be a short hay ride that drops you off in the middle of the woods where you make a mile trek back to the hay ride in the dark. I laughed at so many parts of it because it was so corny. The only part I got really scared at was a clown. I hate clowns. Yes, I know it’s an irrational fear but I can’t help it. There is just something about their white faces and red nose that rubs me the wrong way. I think this fear stems from watching the Stephen King movie with the clowns. So I saw a clown, freaked out, and twisted my knee. This all happened a quarter mile into the walk so I had to limp the rest of the three-quarters through the woods and Jonathan and I ended up being way behind the group. I swear, I felt like the biggest loser but the fact Jonathan stayed with me and kept telling me I was going to be okay really helped. I swear, I love that boy and the fact that he was so compassionate towards my injury really made me realize he feels the same way. When other stuff tried to come up to me he kinda turned me the opposite way. I guess he thought I was scared or something, I have no clue. I was just so glad to get back to the trailer when I did because I really thought I was gonna pass out from pain.

Halloween night was also eventful at my household since two adults decided to start cussing each other out and almost get into a fight in the middle of the road. Since when is it acceptable to drop the F bomb left and right around children? Never in my book which is exactly why I called the cops so they could kindly break them apart and move everything out of the street. Coach Shiftlett, out neighbor across the street, broke the fight up before it got physical thankfully. He also kept one of the adults fighting around long enough for the cops to talk to them. So the rest of the night, Coach Shiftlett stood in the middle of the road with his flashlight directing traffic and making sure people behaved. It just really annoyed me that there are such sad individuals around that will try to ruin something for the kids. I almost had to send my brother and sister, who both decided not to trick or treat but hand out candy instead, because of the language that was spewing out of both adults mouths.

I realize this blog is kind of skipping around but I don’t really feel like sticking to one subject. I have had a very stressful day and I am just waiting on my clothes to dry so I can fold them and finish packing. We are going to leave around 2 PM tomorrow after Beth gets out of class so I have some time in the morning to also get things ready. So, if I don’t get time to blog while in the mountains, I hope everyone has a great end of the week and weekend! I know I surely will be! :) So until next time, later loves!

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Aug 5, 2009

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Boy you know I..

Boy you know I..

Hey ya’ll. So yes, I’m back here for your blogging pleasures. I’ve been laying low the past day or two because I have two weeks until Fall semester begins and I decided to be utterly lazy. It’s really fun, ya’ll should try it sometime.

Anyways, the event that happened the day of my last blog post involved my step-siblings and their trashy mother. Their mom is a horrible person and I am not exaggerating it. Actually, I’m really giving her a compliment by calling her horrible because if I was to say how she really was it’d be way worse. I mean, when your three year old sister can tell you about sex and lesbians, you know it’s bad. Just writing that literally makes my body shudder and now I feel like I’m going to puke it’s so sick. There’s a lot more to the story as in my little brother knows about crack pipes and what they are as well as the funny cigerattes she smoked in front of them. So I am sure you’re getting an idea of how this woman is. Basically the run down of the story is my step-dad has full custody of them and the mom had supervised visitation. They don’t want to see her and when she was here my step-dad made them talk to her and made them hug her which completely unnerved me. Not only that he went to the back of the house while I stayed on the porch and she tried to take them to her car and I told her not to because they aren’t supposed to be introduced to any of her skanky friends following her around in her cracked out entourage. Basically that ended up in her getting pissed and then saying she was going to take the kids from us because of something I don’t wish to discuss here. If you want to know, I have no problem sharing but seeing as my 9 yr old sister is nosy and knows how to find stuff on the internet I’d rather not have it out in the open ya know?

With all of that happening I texted Rans about it without even thinking or realizing what had just went down between us. He was there for me though. I told Drew about it as well but when I told him I felt better about it because I know by me telling him he was here and actually might care as to Rans I think he was just going along with the normal routine of “dang that sucks, hope everything works out” type deal. Either way, I don’t care because I don’t rely on him anymore. It’s really sad that I lost my best friend along with boyfriend but I have other friends who are authentic.

So the other night I decided to go meet Drew in the park so we could just talk and hang out. It was so surreal hanging out with him because it was like nothing has changed. We still get along and click like we did back then. He hasn’t really changed either aside from his bald head which he was adamant about me feeling. It was okay, lol. I feel so comfortable around him and evidently he’s my protector. We were at the park at night and here comes a DOG running out of the woods and since Drew is just so utterly manly and charming he decided to chase it away because he thinks it was a coyote. Whatever floats his boat, it was cute just the same. I can also now say that I’ve had a first kiss that was not awkward; kissing him felt like I’ve done it a thousand times before. I guess we click in every way, huh? That’s all I am going to say on that subject because a girl has to have her secrets.

Sadly though, me and Drew can never be because my sister is going to murder him and he knows why. Somehow we got to talking about my sister’s ex, the one from prom, and evidently the ex, we’ll refer to as GB, always says hey to Drew in the bank. The name Drew isn’t on his account or checks but somehow he knows that is his name. Well when Drew went to Walmart, he saw GB and GB once again said hey to him. I think GB has a thing for Drew, but his impersonation of him is freaking hilarious. So we decided to call my sister while we were at the park and tell her that Drew’s friend stopped by and it was GB and he wanted to speak to her. Before Drew could really say anything she hung up and was pretty pissed. She told Drew if GB texted her since he always does when people talk about him, (funny how he can be conjured up like the devil, huh?) she would kill him. It just so happens GB texted her last night and so she is plotting Drew’s death. He evidently told her that he was her future brother in law and *I* brought up GB. Oh whatever, way to sell me out, babe. Needless to say I am interested to see what happens when the two of them meet. Also if you couldn’t tell, GB stands for gay bastard.. Beth’s name for him.

Ugh, I really need to finish doing laundry and unpacking from vacation, but I don’t feel like it. Evidently per my mom, we have loads of errands to run today. So until next time, later lovelies!

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