After returning home from Hawaii, the inevitable happened. Sadness set in. Of course I was devastated we had to leave paradise, but what I was most upset about was P and I’s pact. We made a promise to one another that we would go crazy in Hawaii and drink and eat whatever we wanted (and for 9 days and 8 nights that is exactly what we did… think “Jersey Shore” but with thirtysomethings who know words with more than two syllables) BUT when we came back we would start a new healthy eating plan.
The plan kicks off with six weeks of:
Very little carbs
And no booze
Today is day 6 of said plan.
Days 1-3 were rough. Started on Saturday and spent most of my weekend on my back, in bed (and not in the good kind of way). Withdrawals had definitely kicked in over the weekend. Tired. Oh so very tired while nursing a bad headache.
Days 4 and 5 were better. Actually had the energy to get a quick workout in after work yesterday. Yeah!
Day 6 is running much smoother. Feeling MUCH more energetic! I actually came home from work and actually accomplished…wait for it.…15 minutes of housework…whoo hoo!
Initially I was dreading this experiment, but now I’m looking forward to the next 5 weeks.
Couples that get healthy together also get hotter together. Right?!?!
Fast forward to 6 months of this clean eating thing and P and I could look like this:
Or not…but at least we will be healthier. Turning more into hot potatoes than couch potatoes.
Thanks for reading! If any of you have any tips or advice for getting through this let me know.
I’m also documenting the 6 week jumpstart on Instagram if you want to tag along.
Sometimes one not look far (does that make sense, I have had two glasses of wine tonight)…let me start over. Sometimes, one need not look far (yes I needed the need) for inspiration for one’s blog.
This blog was brought to you by two of my friends.
The first friend, let’s call her “Trish” said one of the most shocking things I have ever heard uttered by another human being in my 33 years of life. During lunch in the breakroom she shared the fact that she had spent $15.00 on FIVE apples!!!!!!!!!!!!! Say what? If my basic math skills are still correct after two glasses of wine that means that she spent $3.00 on an apple. In my humble opinion, no apple is worth that money, just ask Eve of the infamous Adam and Eve. Look at all of the trouble that a woman went through for a FREE apple! “Trish”, unless that apple has some nice jewelry hanging off the stem, there is no way that any apple is THAT good to justify spending that kind of money.
Don’t worry “Trish”, you weren’t the only frugoal fumble of the day. You share the award with my second friend who we shall call “Alexis”. Now tonight I took “Alexis” out for a birthday dinner with another one of our friends, let’s call her “Monica”. The three of us had a lovely meal accompanied by nice conversation but things turned sour real quick when the waitress came over and offered “Alexis” a free dessert called the moon unit (a brownie topped with vanilla ice cream). “Alexis” quickly refused the FREE dessert with a look of disgust and didn’t even ask “Monica” or “me”” (I guess I don’t need to do the quotes around my name) if we would want it. If she would have asked us I would have said “Hell yes, what woman doesn’t want a big creamy unit in her mouth?” But she didn’t ask at all. It was her birthday and she was making it all about her. How dare you “Alexis”, how dare you.
Both “Trish” and “Alexis” are avid readers of this blog, so I’m sorry ladies. Somewhere along the way, I must have let you both down. Keep reading and I will try to do better in the future.
There is nothing worse than having no TV the night the Emmys are on (obviously there are A LOT of things that are worse than missing the Emmys, but just go with me on this and L”emmy” explain). Since we cut off our cable to save some extra dough, it really has not been all that bad, except for breaking up with Bravo (God, I miss those botoxed bitches). Tonight though is rough. I WANT to watch the Emmys, but it is not meant to be. Must keep my mind busy and I will settle for the highlights tomorrow.
So instead of the Emmys, I decided to bake 4 dozen oatmeal chocolate chip walnut cookies and do day 5 of my 30 day squat challenge I found online. And yes, I am well aware of the paradox of how I spent my night.
Thanks for peering into my sad Emmyless life but join me back here tomorrow for an all new blog in which I will most likely spew self-hatred for eating a dozen of those aforementioned cookies.
While cleaning out the fridge this week (I know I lead an exciting life, be jealous) probably about $50.00 worth of groceries were thrown out. It makes me sick that so much of our food goes bad because when we go grocery shopping we never have a plan. A few items are scribbled on a list, but when it comes to dinner each week, it is improvised every night. This results in grabbing fast food, going out to eat, and throwing away way a lot of spoiled food. The result all around: We are wasting too much money.
So P and I are tired of failing to plan and planning to fail. We want to come home after a long day of work and enjoy a healthy home cooked meal every night. So we are actually going to plan out our meals for the week and are going grocery shopping today with a list. Wish us luck.
Here are a few youtube videos I watched to get some inspiration for our shopping trip:
(the elevator music in this video is horrible, but she has some really good tips for meal planning)
(this video has no bad music and has great ideas for some healthy meals)
If you are a planner like these ladies and have any tips let me know!
Yesterday was Wednesday. Hump day. I was one hot mess in distress.
I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me preface this by saying that I drink very little anymore. My body is typically a lean, mean, sober machine unless my brothers are in town. My brother Mike is in from San Diego. His personality matches the So Cal lifestyle. Easy and breezy. He just always seems to be having a good time, and his personality draws you in where you want to have a good time with him.
The night started off good enough. P and myself met up with my parents and Mike for some BBQ at a joint called “Famous Willies Barbecue”. This place is covered with pictures of famous people named Willie. Willie Wonka and Willie Nelson were represented, along with Will Smith (Mike’s favorite) and Free Willy (my personal fave). Conversation was light and so was my weight when it came to me drinking. Two Blue Moons in I was already buzzing…bad.
My parents left before the three of us did (we were still working on our second beers) and we were supposed to head directly to their house to play some games. But see, there was a bar with the ever so classy name of “Club Tequila” between the BBQ place and my parents house. We made the ill fated decision to stop on in for a shot of happiness. Greeted by a bartender with a midriff baring top, belly chain and the shortest sequined skirt I have ever seen, sober Ang would have questioned why she was there, but Blue Moon buzzed Ang felt like this was home. I hate Blue Moon buzzed Ang.
We had a shot, then followed it with another drink. We eventually ended up back at my parents house. There I switched up to a big bottle of Zima that had been living in my parent’s fridge since 2006.
I was a mess. Started crying (God, drunk cries are the worst)! Then it was time for my husband to take me home.
I ended up raiding the fridge last night and I fell asleep while I was in the midst of eating a hot pocket.
When I woke up this morning I felt awful in all aspects. I drink to deal with life’s lemons. I’m trying my best to make lemonade with these lemons but I think I am adding too much booze.
Thanks for reading this post. It doesn’t paint me in the best light, but the entire reason I started this blog was to be honest with not only my readers but with myself.
P and I went on our first date night in awhile. We came up with…wait for it…dinner and a movie! Super original, I know. We had a $50.00 gift certificate to a local Italian joint and arrived at 5, but we didn’t make reservations and they were booked up until 8 (we may be in our 30s but we have the dining out habits of senior citizens).
We decided to forego eating past our bedtime and ventured to a Mexican place right next to the movie theater instead. Meal was good, beer was better, and the conversation was always awesome (though I feel that P was offended when I told him that Jennifer Lawrence reminds me of a modern day version of Jennifer Grey). Here are some pics from the dinner portion of our date:
And we were able to catch the early show of X-Men: Days of Future Past (it was awesome, and the reason Jennifer Lawrence was brought up at dinner).
Home before 10, our old married couple date night is complete!
Have a great night and I will see you back here tomorrow for an all new blog in my #93daysofblogging challenge this summer.
Yesterday was just a typical Tuesday. Went to work and did the typical Tuesday workload, then attended a very typical Tuesday pilates class then headed on home. Once home though, something not so typical happened. Hopped on my computer to check out the daily celebrity gossip...errrrr…I mean…world events and global politics that are super important for smart people (like myself) to be very knowledgeable in, and while taking a break from all of the “thinking/learning” I was doing, I checked my blog stats.
Finally I am getting to the point and the “not so typical Tuesday” part of this story:
I OFFICIALLY HAVE 500 SUBSCRIBERS TO MY BLOG!!!!!
500 may not seem like a huge number, but it is to me. It means 500 of you took the time to read one of my blogs and like it (or love it) enough to click that little “follow” button to get more updates. So this blog is just a huge thank you note to you.
So go grab a beverage and let me make a toast:
To my all of you that read this blog,
You have taste that is impeccable,
a sense of humor that is respectable,
how do I finish this toast with a word that rhymes with “impeccable” and “respectable”?
Oh to hell with it!
Plan B Toast:
Here’s to those who wish me well,
and those who don’t can go to hell
Cheers to you!
Thanks again to all of you reading this. You are the peanut to my butter!
Tune in tomorrow for an all new blog in my 93 days of blogging this summer!
Definitely spent more of my weekend trolling on the internet than I would like to cop to. In my trolling adventures I did find three things that I would love to have this month in my fantasy life! Drum roll please (just make the sound in your head for dramatic effect):
1. GoT Nerd Alert: A bumper sticker that I would be proud to smack on my car’s ass!
This is definitely an item that I could only afford in my fantasy life BUT that is what this entire “three things” feature of my blog is about. This chair is made of wine barrels and has a holder for your wine glass. I can picture myself on my back deck during these upcoming summer nights enjoying a glass of chilled boxed wine in this chair. Alas, it is way out of this gal’s price range ($329.00 for 1 chair, $599.00 for a set of 2).
Normally on my monthly “three things” blog I mention three fantastic things I want (and normally would buy myself if I were not trying to get out of debt), but since May is home to my birthday I thought I would change it up and share with you all three things I got this May 2014:
1. A Seahawks Jersey…Finally!
P really does listen! My hubby gave me a 12th man jersey (since I have always told him I don’t want a specific player’s jersey since I am not loyal to the players but loyal to the team). He also personalized it with my last name on the back! He got some serious “hubby points” that day!
2. A bouquet of the sweetest kind!
Not much of a flower girl, but I LOVE CHOCOLATE! My mom and dad (though I have a feeling my mommy is the one that put it together…and yes a grown woman just called her mom “mommy”) gave me this bomb.com bouquet! Loved this and love them!
3. A beautiful way to tell time!
Egads! Holy hair and porous skin Batman! Nevermind the close up pic, but this gal always needs more time, and the only way to get more time is in the form of a watch! My in-laws gave me this fabulous Fossil watch (love me some Fossil)! I just love being their favorite daughter-in-law (by default, but I will take it)! Love them too!
I also got jewelry, gift cards, candy, an ice cream maker, a crazy cat lady purse, a journal, one-of-a-kind necklace, home decor, a travel organizer, cupcakes, and money from my parents and both of my grandmas (who I always tell them they don’t need to give me any money but they continue to do so anyway).
The best gift I got for my birthday was all of the phone calls and texts and happy birthday voice mails from all of my loved ones. I am one lucky girl!
My blog has been non-existent as of late (80% of life giving me one huge bitch slap and 20% simply not making the time to blog). So this summer I pledge to have new content on my blog every single day this summer. It’s a commitment, but I can do this.
Starting this Saturday June 21, marks the start of 93 blogs! 93…ugh, that is a lot…but, I already said I was going to do it, so giddyup!
I will mostly try to keep the content financial BUT 93 blogs is a lot. I may have to resort to writing about my dog, my cat, taking a picture of what I had for dinner, posting inspirational Maya Angelou quotes, and ranting about various Bravo shows. For any lackluster blogs I write, I do apologize in advance.
See ya back here Saturday and the 92 (gulp) days that follow!