I’m not gonna lie
I’m not the….
prettiest, smartest and heaven knows the skinniest person alive. I have tendencies to make not the best decisions, I like to laugh out loud often at inappropriate times, I’m pretty sure I talk out of my turn and too much, I love bread sometimes more than my husband (just kidding), I check facebook WAY too many times during the day and I am my worst enemy.
However…. I am…
pretty darn hilarious, very good at keeping in touch with friends I’ve made over the years, sorry guys, once my friend always my friend 
I love pretty much everyone except OJ Simpson and Heidi from the Hills.
These are just some random thoughts by a self-diagnosed partial insomniac. Sometimes I am asleep by 9:30, other nights (such as tonight) it’s 12:54 a.m. and I’m like “Who wants to go dancing?” Please read further if you’re curious for other random thoughts going through my head.
Today was a normal day, nothing out of the ordinary. I got up, went to my parents’ house to do free laundry (hey, $1.40 gets expensive when you’re compulsive about cleaning like myself). Went to lunch w/ my mom, folded the rest of my laundry and came home to get ready for mutual. Upon my arrival I was sorting through our junkmail and came across a thank-you card from my recent visit to the Brown Aveda institute where I got a fantastic hour long massage for really cheap! The card was from my masseuse that read: Thanks for coming in; you are so beautiful you don’t even need makeup! I’m not supposed to say that but you are! Hope you enjoyed it! After the massage there was a “complimentary” makeup touch-up and that’s where that came from. It made my day, I’m sure she says that to all of her clients, but it made me feel pretty for a minute, something I don’t let myself feel very often. Not that I think I’m an ugly duckling (or that my husband doesn’t say that everyday before he leaves for work)…but I wouldn’t call myself a hot mama either. Nonetheless it was a fun feeling. How’s that for bragging?
Let’s get pyhsical
Ok, so now that I have you singing Olivia Newton John’s only hit song…I will now describe my title. It has been quite some time for me to “get physical” I am definitely a victim of newlywed flabulous-ness (aka “weight gain”) after much denial, laziness and excuses…I am fighting back! HA! Take that cottage cheese legs! Look-out bubble butt! Hello FABULOUS-NESS. I having taken on a challenge with my friend Lindsay to give up sweets at least until the Holidays. (hopefully I will learn what ‘in moderation’ really means) It is our first week in our challenge which also includes increased physical fitness and a VERY colorful food palate (aka rabbit food) - but I am hopeful and excited. Don’t laugh, but as soon as I post this, I will be doing Hip-Hop total body workout. Cheesy, yes, fun? No doubt! We are emailing and giving each other weekly phone calls to make sure we’re staying on task. I am excited, and will update my hopefully success on this blog.
In other Woolf Pack news…we are good. I am looking for a job, had a hopeful interview today, I was over-qualified for the position the company has available right now…but in the near future there is going to be another position (hopefully for me) created that the HR lady wants to bring me in for. Some of you reading this might be confused b/c I have talked about going to Cosmetology school instead…after a lot of thought and weighing out the pros and cons….mostly b/c of the financial burden it would immediately put on our piddly income….we have decided to hold off and I’m just looking for a job! The Market seems hopeful though, I’ve since Monday applied for 6 jobs in Marketing and Advertising and have had 3 callbacks already, so I’m hopeful. We’ll see!
James is good, he’s a busy bee working for my dad now, I’m happy to say that his physique has benefited from working in construction…not a bad thing at all! We leave tomorrow for Michigan to visit his family and also for James to take the ACT again, to score a little higher on the test…if he does so (even just 1 point higher) the Admissions at NEOUCOM has pretty much given us the “he’ll get in” spiel…so we are hoping it is a good thing!!!
My heart.
I need to write a more updated post…but I am suffering from insomnia tonight..and it’s 2:30 a.m….so I am forcing myself to go to bed…but I just wanted to let you all know who holds the keys to my heart:
