March Forth

Today's date is a command.

March forth.

The perfect day for me to start my new lifestyle.

New me,

let's go.

things

These are random thoughts running through my mind.

(Hey new iPhone, thanks for being awesome and making self portraits easier with the front facing camera!)

We have officially been TN residents for over a month now and I couldn't be happier. My only issue is having 2 measly days of snow. Now that I'm aware of what TN is capable of, I don't understand why we can't have that more often.

Speaking of curtains (just go with it.) Our living room is my favorite place. I'm so proud of how the decorations have come together. There's just one thing missing...curtains. It drives me crazy. Not only are most curtains expensive, there are so many choices! I want these curtains to make a statement in my living room. Oh, the troubles.

I have come to the realization that I am about as domestic as a toddler. Scratch that. I think the preschoolers can make yummier meals and play house on the playground better than me. I wish I had the skills to sew like crazy. Then I could make my own curtains and not have to buy many clothes. And then there's cooking. Don't even get me started. I have about 3 things I can successfully make. Chili, scrambled eggs, and brownies. That's it. Truly, for real, not joking...that's it. Poor Husband, I have completely failed as a wife in those areas. Going grocery shopping intimidates me. What are the main things every house needs? I don't know! How do you go grocery shopping when you don't know what you need? Are you supposed to have tons of recipes memorized so you automatically does on the list? Clearly I need help. I need a grocery fairy. And a cooking fairy. And throw in some money while you're at it.

I want to lose weight. I want to work out. I want to eat healthy. Yet, I'm so overwhelmed I do nothing and feel miserable. 

I think I want to dye my hair red.

Valentines day is coming up and I am kind of dreading it. I become this crazy hopeless romantic when it comes to gift giving and receiving. I imagine these wonderful, romantic, unattainable gifts that inevitably let me down when I receive or give to others. I need to realize every present, big or small, is special and thoughtful. I also need to calm my imagination down. Most people truly just want to know you thought of them. I feel as thought I have to prove my love for them in crazy big ways, therefore I expect the same. It's not a good habit. I'm working on that.

I hate doing laundry. No, more than hate. I loathe. Super loathe. I'd rather get rid of all my clothes and keep 7 outfits to rotate. Hmm, maybe.

Confession: I watch The Bachelor. There, said it. If you also watch this trainwreck of a show and don't know why, visit Alycia at (The Crowley Party) She has the funniest recaps of all the episodes. She gets it. She gets me.

I miss having my brother nearby. He is truly one of my best friends. Even though he is younger than me, he is a worthy role model in my life. No one can make me laugh like him, or get me angry like him. I was spoiled these last few years to have him live in the same city. Now, I miss him like crazy. We still talk almost every day via Facebook and texting (most of our conversations are about new YouTube videos and Downton Abbey.) It's just not the same. I love you, Brother!

Now I feel all sappy. Stupid.

Well, I guess I'll sign off here and scope Pinterest for an hour, searching for motivation to do something more with my life...

things

While drinking water is super healthy for you, no one tells you about the bajillion bathroom trips you have to make. Seriously, one bottle of water=6 bathroom visits. That makes life so difficult.

I've been growing my hair out for almost 2 years. I want loooong hair. I have never been so excited for my hair to get caught in my arm pit, or slammed in the car door, or pulled whenever I get hugged. Why? Because that means my hair has finally decided to grow.

I am way to excited about my Hulu routine. If you don't know of Hulu, I need to pray for you. Hulu is magical. You can watch (almost) any t.v. show online the day after it airs. Every Monday I watch Sunday's episode of "Once Upon a Time" (he's Pinocchio!) Every Wednesday I watch "snippets" of Tuesday's episodes "Glee" and "New Girl." I say snippets because there tends to be too much raunchiness/moral issues in some episodes. So I edit them myself. Then, Friday's I watch Thursday's episode of "The Office." If you can't tell, we don't have cable. People keep telling me more shows to check out, but clearly my schedule is packed.

Speaking of Glee, is it weird that I like Glee-versions of songs 99% more than the originals? I'm okay with it.

This week I started my cut-down-on-soda-and-drink-more-water-then-workout-an-hour-a-day routine. I'm so fat and out of shape that my soreness isn't even funny. I can't move my legs. At all. Which stinks because I have to get up every 20 minutes to use the bathroom. Who's idea was this again?

For about 3 days I thought I wanted to be a cosmetologist. I went to Aveda online and asked them to mail me some more information. I received a call about an hour later. I talked to a sweet girl from Aveda named Katie for a few minutes. She asked how long I've known that I wanted to be in cosmetology. I said, 3 days. For the next week and a half Katie from Aveda called me every day, 2 times a day. I stopped answering. I don't think I'm going to get anything in the mail.

On the topic of what I want to be when I grow up, I had a wonderful interview yesterday followed by an observation scheduled for tomorrow. I'm going back to where it all started, Pre-School. A teaching position opened up recently and so far things are lining up perfectly! Hello full-time, year-round teaching! It's been a while!

I'm hoping this summer brings: long(er) hair, Disney World, weight-loss, that one ring I'm in love with from c28.com (ehem...Husband), bigger paychecks, family road trips, pizza, steaks, tan lines, a hedgehog, pigs in a blanket, weddings, internet at the house, and many more happies.

Last time, I left you with my favorite version of Goyte's "Somebody That I Used to Know." I think I lied, because this is totally my favorite version. P.S. I met Kevin, the "percussionist!" Sweetest guy!