Today I feel like a real live person!

I worked ALL DAY!
Then ran….who am I kidding – walk/jog
Then I went to the grocery store.
Then….wait for it…….I made dinner!
Now I’m in my PJs, writing a quick blog and doing some laundry.

Life is good!

One Busy Girl

I was doing so well blogging at least three times a week. And last week I failed. But I have a good excuse – I’ve been one busy girl.

1. I am dog/house sitting for two weeks. I wish I was invited to go to Maui with the homeowners, but no – just taking dogs out in the cold, snow, rain, or whatever other weather we have had this crazy winter. It’s beautiful home and the pups are wonderful (and I’m being paid) so there are no complaints from this girl!

2. I am babysitting (or after school care for my older kids). I pick them up from school or meet the bus everyday this week around 3. Then it’s snacks, homework, games, reading, cartoons and anything else I can do to keep them busy. I typically leave around 6. Super cute kids – I am lucky to get to spend some time with them.

3. I have a new job! I will make of a BIG DEAL out of this in a post later this week. I’m only work 8-12 this week and will be full time next week. YAY! I’m really, REALLY happy.

So my schedule looks like this:

  • 6 a.m. – Pups wake me up.
  • 6-6:30 a.m. – Pups potty and eat breakfast.
  • 6:30-7:15 a.m. – I get ready for work.
  • 7:15 – 7:30 a.m. – Try to get the pups to potty.
  • 7:30-8:00 a.m. – Travel to work (with a stop for a McDonald’s Diet Coke).
  • 8-12:00 p.m. – New gig.
  • 12-12:30 – Travel back to let the dogs out.
  • 12:30-1:15 p.m. – Travel to my apartment to feed the cats and scoop the poop. Usually with a quick stop for food.
  • 1:15 – 2:45 p.m. – Hang with the kittens and/or run errands. Yesterday, I ran errands. Today, I might have power napped.
  • 3:00 – 6:00 p.m. – After school care – Meet Kade off the bus, do homework, take Kade to practice, pick up Kooper at school, pick up Kade after practice, meet mom at home.
  • 6:00 p.m. – Come back to the house to feed and potty the dogs, check in on twitter and facebook, blog, eat dinner, etc. I was in bed by 8:30 last night. Tonight will be after Biggest Loser.

One busy girl! And did I mention I was supposed to start my mini training schedule this week?! My plan is to run tomorrow!

So, how is your week? Busy? Anything fun happening?


As a Taurus, I am very hard-headed, as in stubborn.

As I learned yesterday, I literally am hard-headed.

Picture it (channeling my inner Sophia Petrillo), Noblesville, 2012, a young girl (I’m still young at 33, right?) was hurrying to unload a car full of groceries. It was a warm day but very, VERY windy. With a bag of cat food and case of diet coke in one hand, trying to stop tissue paper from flying out of the trunk while picking up laundry detergent, the trunk lid closed. On my head. Um….ouch!

After finding my vision again, I went inside sure that I had blood gushing from my head. I didn’t lose consciousness, but the world was fuzzy for awhile and I had to take a knee for a few seconds before carrying loot inside.

I checked for blood. Then checked my teeth because they came together pretty hard. Then I freaked out. In a matter of minutes, I had a HUGE goose egg on my forehead. So I did what every drama queen does, Googled concussion (WebMD is my friend).

So, I calmed myself down, had a bite to eat, iced my head and fell asleep. I woke up after about an hour, freaking out! You’re not supposed to sleep with a concussion. So I called in reinforcements – my mom.

Mom: Hello.

Me: How do you know if you have a concussion?

Mom: (HEAVY SIGH) What did you do?

Me: (Repeat story above.)

Mom: Do you feel dizzy, have any sight issues, running into walls?

Me: No, No, and I always run into walls.

Mom: Have you slept? (She knows me too well!)

Me: Yes.

Mom: Did you wake up?

Me: Um, yes.

Mom: You’re probably fine but call me in the morning to let me know you woke up.

Now, this should have reassured me. But it just made me question my every move. And again, being the drama queen that I am, set my alarm for every two hours to make sure I actually wake up. But I didn’t sleep much wondering how long I’ve been laying there. About 6 a.m., I fell asleep. My alarm went off at 7:30 for a 9:00 meeting.

At the 7:30 alarm, I decided I’m too  tired! If I don’t wake up, fine! I just want to sleep! I sent a text to cancel my meeting, sent a text to my Mom saying I was alive and went to sleep…..until noon. I stay up all night to make sure I wake up then sleep all day! Serious issues here people!

And to top it all off, there is no bruise. I was expecting some sort of war wound. No bruise, goose egg gone, still a little tender but other than that – nothing. Guess I’m hard-headed literally and figuratively!

Have you ever had a concussion? Does checking WebMD help or freak you out more?

Define Victory

Since I’ve started this blog, I’ve been very reading lots of other blogs. One blog that I’ve recently stumbled upon is by Seth Godin. Seth is a author, marketing guru, entrepreneur and blogger. A few weeks ago, I subscribed to his blog. Today’s blog, titled Declaring Victory, really got my attention and I highly recommend reading it.

I made my project list (aka resolutions) a few weeks ago. But did I actually define what victory or completion of those projects looks like? In most cases, I think I have a pretty clear victory point. And a pretty clear failure point.

Where this blog really hit home with me is in my job search. What does victory look like? Just any job? Lots of money? A new career? More school? I have no idea. I’ve been a “slog”. I think I’ve known for awhile that I’ve been slogging along from some time now. For whatever reason, reading this blog made sense.

Guess it’s time to define victory! Wish me luck!

Biggest Loser – Season 13 – Week 2

I’ve toyed with the idea of doing a weekly recap but there are entirely too many of those on the interwebs. That being said, I do have a few opinions to express regarding this weeks episode (Aired Tuesday January 10, 2012) . And since this is my blog, I reserve the right to voice my opinion.


Really Biggest Loser? Really? Obviously the contestants have indulgence issues, let’s not add gambling to the list. Cool idea – yes, but not really. And really red team? 94 pounds? Week 2? You might want to Hulu a previous season of the show.


In my humble opinion, when you walk through that gate, you should be tobacco and alcohol free. Sure, smokers should use the patch or some sort of aid to quit. Watching Mike with chewing tobacco really made me wonder what else the contestants get away with. If I go to the ranch with a chocolate addiction, do I get to eat chocolate until I decide to quit? No. I will learn ways to crave less chocolate or eating minimal chocolate to be healthy.

Bob v. Dolvett

Make weight loss, not war!

Oy vey, Biggest Loser, I hope that you are just editing to create drama because if Bob Harper actually is so arrogant to believe that these are “his” workouts, I may stop watching. Oh, and hey Bob, obviously your training style works and that’s the idea right, to lose weight? And isn’t imitation the biggest form of flattery?

Bob and Jillian worked because they had the same training style, she just cussed more, which was entertaining. (Man, I miss her!) The trainers should be a united front to help the contestants lose weight. If y’all don’t like each other personally or professionally, that’s cool. We all work with people we don’t necessarily like but we don’t show it, we act like professionals.

The message that Bob sent this week was if you lose a weigh-in you should pout about it and be a complete ass. What happened to being happy with a negative number in dreaded week 2? If this attitude continues, I will rename the show “Sore Loser”. Get your head out your ass Bob. K – Thanks!

Bottom Line

For this Biggest Loser fan, it’s not going to be a pretty season. I haven’t found a contestant I love yet. I hate that one team wasn’t allowed onto the ranch. Bob is being a butt-head. Everything feels (or is edited) very negative and that is not conducive to weight loss.

Enough of my rant! Happy Friday the 13th!