Blast from the past...

My Friday turned out not to be so good.  I left work like usual and picked my son up from school.  We had to go on our daily race from one school to another to pick up Savannah.  We were talking about running through Burger King after picking up Savannah, when...

WHAM!  I got hit from behind while stopped at a red light.  I was shoved into the car in front of me.  Sandwiched.  Without the extra bacon.  As soon as I made sure Myles was alright, I had to  immediately make calls to get Savannah picked up.  After the police showed up and separated my car from the car in front of me, that driver gave me back some of the pieces of my VW emblem from the front of my car.  It was a huge bummer.  :(

My cute little Jetta is pretty smashed up.  And, the funny thing was... I was  hit by a PT Cruiser.  I used to drive one.  So, I got a real blast from the past.  Now I'm sitting in limbo waiting to find out if the car is repairable or if it will be totaled. So, I have major anxiety.  Probably need to be medicated.

I've started car shopping.  Might be premature, but I need to be working toward a resolution immediately.  So, this week I get to deal with my graduation preparations and a crashed car.  And, while all this is going on, I still have 2 kids to take care of and classes that I'm currently attending to keep up with.  Stress levels are high.

Anyone want to give me a new car as a graduation gift?  It would be greatly appreciated.

Or maybe a tardis.  Or a delorian.  That would be super cool.

Brace yourself world...

This is happening.

2014!?!

New Year
New Hopes
New Goals

I had high hopes for this year, but 13 days in and things aren't going great.  I have a long list of car problems, the top of which is just that the darn car embarrasses us at the worst possible moments.  I need a new car. Maybe not need, but strongly desire.  I saw an Audi the other day.  It's my new dream car.  Here it is:

I took my car into the shop the other day.  In an effort to both impress and finagle a discount, I joyfully left a Taylor Swift CD in the player for the mechanics to enjoy while fixing the car.  Surprisingly, the radio was powered off when I picked up the car.  Do mechanics not enjoy the soulful singing of Taylor Swift as much as I thought they did?  Inconceivable!

I was also denied my expected complimentary car wash.  Not really all that surprising as cold as it was at the time.  But, the following day I received a text asking me to respond to rate my service.  I texted them back immediately, emphasizing my disappointment with a frowny face.  I seriously hope someone received that text and at the very least smiled.

I've decided that my new years resolution is to increase my use of emoticons.  Especially in complaint texts.  So far, they seem to be very effective.  I'm starting a movement.  Get ready, people!

Dumb Blonde

I had a major dumb blonde moment today. 

It was pretty embarrassing. 

It was $1 subs day at Jimmy Johns and even though I can't eat bread or any processed meats, I kindly offered to get a sub for Myles. The deal only lasted until 3pm, so I had to race to the nearest JJs as soon as I left work for the day. 

The parking lot was packed when I got there. And, the drive thru line had about 8 cars in it.  I pulled in behind them. 

And then I sat there. 

And sat there.  

And sat there. 

People were coming and going out the front door, but the drive thru line wasn't moving AT ALL!  Where's my freaky fast service?  I was getting pretty irritated and finally backed out of the line.  

That's when I noticed that there weren't any people in the cars in the drive thru line. 

The drive thru was closed. 

And I sat there for nearly 5 minutes growing very impatient. So embarrassing!

So, by this time it was too late for me to get in the actual sandwich line since I had to pick up Myles from school. I drove off in blonde shame. 

To make matters worse, I had to take Myles to JJs after school because he was expecting that sandwich & was super hungry. Also, the deal was over and I had to pay full price. :(

Holy Moly...

I have finally joined the hoards that are following the show Breaking Bad.  I'm completely obsessed!  It is such a good show!  I only started watching it this past week, but I'm watching it nonstop (thank you Netflix).  A friend recommended it to me and I just started watching it on a whim (ok, on a day when I was procrastinating a writing assignment), but now I cannot stop.
The characters are great.  The story line is intense.  I started off thinking certain characters were totally annoying, but then after their back stories are told, I came around.  Each of the characters is incredible.
I've just started the third season today.  And, I just found out that the 5th season is what's on TV now.  I'm going to have to buy the entire 5th season this week.  I have to know what happens.
I don't think I've ever watched an entire series all the way through this quickly.
HEISENBERG!
And, I found this pic when I googled Breaking Bad.
Yet another toy that I need.

Mobile meth lab lego set.  It's going on the Christmas list.  :)

Kicking Ass!

So, I've been working out at the gym regularly now for several months. And, I've seen some pretty positive results. My trainer convinced me to sign up for this 90 day body transformation challenge at the gym. I just have to transform my body into a super lean fat burning muscle machine and I will be rewarded with $10,000 & a trip to Vegas.

Now, this kind of payout really turns me from a major gym whiner into a competitive lifter!  

I am in.  

I only signed up a week before the challenge started and was already markedly leaner than when I joined the gym in April. So, my strategy was to beef up before the initial weigh in. It was kind of the greatest week of my life!  I ate fast food regularly. And cookies, chips, Auntie Anne's pretzels.  It was glorious. It worked too. My body fat percentage went up a little. 

Now, I am completely paleo. Nearly 100% of the time. And, honestly, it was rough for a while. I had major hunger rages. And, I mean homicidal, "feed me right fucking now!", hunger rages. I wanted some cookies so bad!  And, it was really pissing me off. But, I made it through that phase and managed to refrain from murdering anyone. 

2 weeks into the challenge I checked the leaderboards. I was in the top spot for my local gym, but hadn't even broken into the top 100 nationally. (I'm still convinced there's some cheating going on there.  Some people lost 38% body fat in 2 weeks. I don't believe it.) 

But, I checked my stats today. I broke into the top 100!!!  I am #53!  

HOLY SHIT!  

This means that I only have to sabotage 52 people & I win!  That's only 52 deep dish pizzas & 52 Oreo cookie blizzards!  I know what the hunger rages have done to me so I'm sure that there are 52 other people out there living right on the edge. Maybe some anonymous cookie trays will be delivered to their homes for the next several weeks. Heh heh heh. 

Cookie deprivation brings out my evil side. 

On a cookie side note: 

If you are wanting cookies, but you are on a paleo diet, you can safely make these and you will not want any.

Cotton Candy Cookies. They sounded like something weird the kids might like. Turns out, they are not very delicious at all. They will however, make your entire house along with whatever clothing you are wearing, smell like cotton candy for the rest of the day. Yuck.

This is the remains of my alternative snack. It still wasn't satisfying. 

But, whatever.  I can eat whatever I want while I'm relaxing in Vegas!

Sideshow Shannon

So, I've been thinking about changing my look...