Tuesday, July 27, 2010

When life gets busy...

and I work 11 out of 13 days in a row, and I'm trying to run... I don't blog. Sorry. I'm not creative, or funny when I'm exhausted, and I don't want to waste your time with boring tidbits of my life that don't consist of anything exciting... Tomorrow I am finally going to meet my nephew! I can't wait to get my hands on that little turkey and squeeze him. Maybe I'll blog about this trip to Florida.. but please don't hold your breath because I've never actually had to put my CPR to use and I'm just not sure how good I'd be. I'm working days the month of August so hopefully I won't be so exhausted all the time and I'll have more time to talk to y'all... but for now I'll leave you with a couple of pictures!

He works very hard all day long... he deserves to rest


Thursday, July 15, 2010

QT with friends, chick fil a, and Ikea!

Yesterday started out with my eye swollen shut, a 4 mile run (woo go me!), target, a starbucks run, and ruining a friends hair. Good times my friends, good times. Lucky for my eye and Lauren's hair we had a fun filled grown up field trip planned to Jersey! I know everyone comes to New York, to hit up the Big Apple, and everyone thinks that Manhattan is so great, and that it has everything. Well dear, faithful blog readers of mine, I am here to tell you that the great NYC does not offer everything you could ever want and need. Paramus, NJ does! Paramus has just about everything that NY is missing - mainly a chick - fil - a! Which I mean really, what more could you want? After a delicious lunch we went to ---

Ikea!!! Oh my gosh - what potential to spend a TON of money!! I have never been to Ikea, for which I am sure the hubs is glad. There is something for every nook and cranny of your house! Sadly they did not have the curtains that I was really planning on getting, but I think I'll just order them online. I was feeling lost, and slightly overwhelmed. This is a store for the organized soul, and my soul is not organized. At all. It wishes it was, I wanted to buy all kinds of things to help me get organized, which is how my mind works - if that is designed to help organize me then it has to work. 

I believe they were expecting a lot of people, but lucky for us, and weather permitting, people stayed at home! So all these carts were ours for the taking! We only took the one..

People come from all over to visit Ikea - like this guy. Even though I'm pretty sure there might be one closer..

Our loot. I did pretty good. It could've been a lot worse. If I had a creative bone in my body I could have done a whole lot of damage and filled the entire back of Lauren's car. PS see Lauren? See her hair? That's my artwork! That she had to go get fixed.. woops. Sorry!!

No, no Ikea, thank YOU for letting me visit. As the governator Schwarzenegger would say "I will be back"

Monday, July 12, 2010

Honey, coconut water, and smelly feet

In our attempt to be healthier and eat all things good for you, you know, like McDonalds and Starbucks... No but really, we bought raw honey, because it has all kinds of healing powers and I decided to try coconut water. I don't know about south of the mason dixon, but here in the northeast it is all the rage. It is supposed to be better for you then any kind of sports drink or just plain water itself because of the electrolyte replacement it can provide without all the sugar of a sports drink, like that gatorade stuff. The point of this is, the honey smells like dirty feet, so I have yet to taste it. I'm waiting on the hubs to try it first. And as for the coconut water, it tastes like I would imagine a dirty, smelly foot would taste. I've never actually tried a smelly foot, but seeing as how I could wake the dead and they'd crawl right back in the grave with the smell of my feet, I think that I'm a pretty good judge of how smelly feet might taste if one were going to taste it. So that's my review of the vitacoco coconut water. Don't worry they didn't pay me for that. I'll be back with a review of the honey. 

In other news, I have a celebration of a milestone! I started running April 13 and could barely make it a mile without huffing and puffing into a paper bag and wanting a donut or icecream to make myself feel better for not being able to run a mile. Today I can run 5 miles, and it's only going to get higher from here. But also, if you look on the side, you can follow my mileage, and in 3 months I have tallied up 103 miles! Woo, now for myself thats no small potatoes. I'm pretty proud of myself. I think in celebration I am going to get the Garmin forerunner 305 GPS watch so that I can make the transition into the great outdoors and track my mileage and such. Also, to justify this purchase, it will be a late anniversary gift from the hubs, since he didn't get me anything, not even a card! But that's a different story for a different day. Don't worry about me too much, I didn't get him anything either, but I did at least get him a card...

And for a complete 180 - Doogie is transitioning nicely into our home, he does let us hold him for very, very short periods of forced time, and he will sit next to us on the couch. He doesn't ever jump on the bed though, which I guess could be a good thing. He is also the pickiest eater, he doesn't like anything, and believe me we've tried everything! He'll eat his dry food and that's it. I also think that he likes me best... 

Just sayin'. 

Thursday, July 8, 2010


Remember my July 1 post? About eating non-processed foods for the entire month of July!? Well I made it four days! That's a start right? Well then I had McDonalds, and then I went to the Diner after work and ate french toast. It was sooo good! I couldn't help it, I gave in to peer pressure. Besides, I can't tell you the hankering for junk food that you get in the middle of the night, it's a wonder I don't eat more junk food then I do! You're just tired and I just can't explain the feeling of eating McDonalds fries at 1am and how it gets you through the rest of night. Just one of the unexplainable ways of the world. It's a little bit like trying to explain Bigfoot and the lochness monster, you just can't. 

While I'm on the topic of confessions, I have an expensive habit. I love a skinny cafe vanilla frappuccino with an extra shot of espresso. They are so good. I love them, and they get me through the night. It is also a million gazillion degrees outside here in New York (I thought I moved away from Florida) and the thought of drinking hot coffee makes me sick to my stomach. So what's a girl to do? Drink a nice, cold frappuccino right? That's what I thought.  

Wednesday, July 7, 2010


We have a cat. On friday as my sister lay in a hospital bed getting ready to push a baby out of her, and I'm a thousand miles away crying my eyes out ALL day long, Luke and I decided to go to the pound to look for a kitten. I didn't really want to leave the house, after all, I was having a pity party for myself, by myself. But if looking for a kitten couldn't help me, then it was going to be a long night. Now I had a very clear picture in my mind of the kitten that I wanted, and they didn't have it. Then they took us upstairs, to the infirmary where no one is allowed, but I guess Luke and I looked promising for a good home for one of their many cats. So up we went, to see Doogie. A long haired black and white cat who had been left outside the shelter in his crate with all his food. They knew we'd like him. Well he was so cute, but we had to wait for him to be checked out by the vet before we could take him. Now I won't lie to you, I did get distracted by some really cute kittens, that I was in love with and really wanted! BUT a kitten would have been an arm and a leg, and we only have a few fingers and toes to spare around here. The shelter was also offering cats over 3 years for free. That kind of helped our decision. He's also real fat, and real cute.

He's a little wary of us right now. Still checking things out. We also don't have a lot of hiding spaces for him, so he has to be around us all the time. So we're forcing him to get used to us. I think he's coming along nicely... 

So as my sister took her son home, and gets used to life as a new mom. Luke and I have welcomed our new adopted "son" and the first animal that we're both responsible for on our own, to our little home. We're also getting used life as new parents. next on our list - a puppy!! I think Doogie and Lola will be best friends!

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Wyatt Morgan

Last night I became an aunt to a little boy, Wyatt Morgan Brunson. He came in at 6lbs 11oz, screaming his head off. You might ask how I know this, being a thousand miles and all, but I got a phone call and was able to listen to him cry along with everyone else that was outside the door. I've never felt the want to leave New York and move home in hot minute like I did last night. I do hate missing things, and the birth of my sister's son is kind of a big one to miss. He is a cutie though, and I'm so glad that there were family and friends giving me a minute to minute update on what was happening while I was taking care of other little babies. I will say I cuddled a little with a little 3lb peanut to make myself feel better about not being able to cuddle with my little turkey of a nephew. So welcome to the world Wyatt, your auntie Eliza can't wait to meet you!!

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Healthy eating

The hubs and I are embarking on a new journey for us this month of July - drum roll... we are going to try and eat NO processed foods! This means no more hot dogs, doritoes, cheetos, maccaroni and cheese, and all the other good stuff that we love to eat! That is our goal for the month. If we can make it happen for a month, who's to say we can't make this a permanent change. I don't know if I'm going to be able to give up Mario's buffalo chicken pizza, but if I get wheat crust then it's good for me right!? Yeah, I thought so. Baby steps people. 
I will be sure to keep y'all updated on how we're doing. The hubs will be eating salads galore in the weeks to come! I am doing some research on what we should eat, and the easiest piece of advice I found is when you read the ingredients, if you can't pronounce what's in it, don't eat it! That's pretty easy, so we went through the fridge and cabinet and threw away all the foods that are processed or we can't pronounce what's in it. It was kind of liberating. I've also never enjoyed grocery shopping so much. It's like a new project. I kind of like projects... I don't usually finish them though. But I must remember that my body is not my own, it houses the holy spirit and was bought with a price. I have to take care of what God gave me, right!? I hope He likes buffalo chicken...