90 and counting

It's getting hot in heeeere.

The whole getting dressed like a presentable human being thing has been a little lacking. The sun has been out and we are heating up fast. Which means...

more running
more walks with the pup
more hiking
more rock climbing

A lot more athletic wear and a lot less real clothes. Which really makes me one happy girl.

Here's a rare instance when I decided to get dressed. Here's to the summertime!

Shirt: F21, Skirt: Thrifted H&M, Belt: Thrifted, Shoes: Target

Awkward and Awesome Thursday

Awesome: Matching sock slippers

Awkward:

• The naked rocker we spotted driving to a nursing home this week. Shirtless with a cowboy hat and guitar he was rocking out hard in an abandoned lot.
• A nursing home patient asking if I was married, and getting super bummed about the fact that I was. As we were leaving he says to the doctor, "that's just too bad that she's married". But if I wasn't let me tell you....
• The mentally challenged group were in this morning at work. They use m&m's as a bribe to sit still. Which mean that our office now smells like feet and chocolate, chocolate covered feet. It's even worse than your imagining.

Awesome:

• Getting Friday off :)
• Spending the weekend with Ash and Pat in Montpelier!
• Running a new 6 mile route home instead of the 3.5!
• It's not even May yet and we are pretty tan. Take that Michigan!
• Chad convinced me to try the whole rock climbing thing on real rocks. It was pretty fun. Although don't ask me how high I actually climbed....

Getting High

 

Chad and I both though it was hilarious that he was going to be climbing hundreds of feet into the air on 4/20, getting really high. We're super mature like that. I tagged along so I could take some pictures of the climb, and also because we knew I'd be freaking out until he got home and I knew he was back down on the ground.

It was beyond gorgeous outside. The sun was shining (we've got the sunburn to prove it), the birds were out chirping (and dive bombing), and Chad completed his first multi-pitch climb like the champ that he is.

Awkward and Awesome Thursday

It's almost the weekend.

I am almost done with work. Chad is almost done with school, almost done with the semester. My back is almost feeling better. Chad is almost ready for his crazy climb on Saturday. My kitchen is almost clean. The cold spell that hit us this week is almost gone. But most importantly...

that's right, it's almost the weekend.

Awkward:

• Talking with a patient on the phone who sounded like one of the frog muppets from Muppets Take Manhattan. I may have thought this was waaaaay funnier than it really was.
• A creepy patient coming in to pay his bill while I'm all alone in the office. Worst part? Not the weird staring, unbrushed hair in his face, or smell.....it was his 2 inch long, curled nails. Eeeeewww.
• The freakout that ensued while trying to thaw my feet out. We were up north making a video for Chad's class and I was running around in snow up to my ankles in tights and flats. So yeah, basically barefoot. Numb feet hurt, Un-numbing feet hurt even worse.
• Speaking of making a video for Chad's class, my "acting" in it. The last time I had to do anything close to this was recording a lip sync in my 8th grade English class. I am no natural. Chad was kind though and only made me speak a total of 3 times. He knew even that was pushing it.

Awesome:

• Chocolate Chip Banana Bread.
• Penny loves the new couch and the hiding spot it creates for her.
• Watching my crazy husband climb up giant rock faces and scream like a wild man.
• Taking a break from the exercising due to my old lady back. Crippled back, not so awesome. Forced break from running/P90X, kinda awesome :)
• Private Selection ice cream from Kroger (Smith's, whatevs). It's the best.

Had a trashy couch, Bought a trashy couch

For those of you who don't know, our current couch came straight out of the trash. We were going to church one morning and spotted this remarkably clean and decent looking couch sitting right outside the dumpster of our apartments. So we hauled that puppy back into our apartment ASAP, in my heels and everything. We had gone through some pretty iffy free couches/love seats and this new trash couch was leaps and bounds better than all of them.

Last weekend at the DI (St. George's version of an over priced Salvation Army) Chad spotted a couch. Man did he want that couch. But there was no price tag on it. Chad didn't loose hope though, there was one that was practically identical to it sitting right across from his for $25. A worker came over and told us that his couch was $50. We both laughed at him and pointed out the near identical one for $25. The guy shrugged and said sometimes the prices just depend on who priced them. Chad said he would give him $35. The guy replied by saying the best he could do was.... $50. Way to come down guy. So he went and got another worker.

The new worker comes over and prices the couch for.... $30. Chad immediately tore off the buyer part of the tag and we proceeded to talk about the couch, and text people (ok, just Nikki) about the couch. With the amount of people coming to our house (0) and friends that we have out here (0), I thought we really didn't need another couch. Finally Nikki and I convinced him to leave the couch behind.

If you know Chad then you know that just because we didn't buy it Saturday doesn't mean we didn't turn right back around on Monday as soon as I got home from work to see if it was still there. It was. With a new tag, Rachel was written on it and the buyer portion ripped off. Rachel was going to swoop in and buy Chad's couch right from under him! We stood there staring at the couch for a while and then finally decided to measure it and our car. If it was going to fit we would get it. Chad thought it would fit. I didn't. We own a hatchback ford focus people. We can barley fit our dog in the back, let alone a couch. Chad was up for the challenge.

The DI was closing and we had to beat Rachel. We ran up to the register, paid, and then Chad ran back to the couch and ripped of the newest tag, leaving our old matching tag on the couch. Poor Rachel... hopefully she hadn't already bought it and was planning on coming back later for it..... worst couch stealers ever.

We pulled around back and Chad and the awkward boy who helped us before helped get that giant couch in our tiny car. And it "fit", well enough that Chad could finally take his couch home with him.

Don't be jealous.

Awkward and Awesome Thursday

It's almost Friday people.

Awkward:

• Deciding to see if the lid on my cup had shut right by tipping my glass in the middle of the carpeted hallways at work. You betcha that water came immediately spilling out everywhere.
• Writing down a new address for a patient at work. She couldn't write it down herself because she forgot her glasses. Once I'm done she looks at it and asks is that a 3?

"Uh, yeah. Should it be a 3?"

"Well, yes. But it doesn't look like a 3."

"Ok.... but it is, so..... "

"Alright well I guess I'll just have to trust that you know it's a 3."

          Yeah, you probably should since I'm not the blind one.

• I hate when people bring their dogs everywhere. And people here will bring their big dogs everywhere: the grocery store, Target, everywhere. So I was less than thrilled when two patients walked in with their little dog in hand. This is a Doctor's office people, come on. But I like dogs so I decided to get over it and tried petting this little, dinky dog. Tried being the keyword. That dog was pissed, snarled at me, and then tried to hide in it's stupid puffy vest like a turtle. New rule: No dogs allowed at the Doctor's office.
• Some little old lady from church calling to see what my new address is. She left a message telling me my visiting teachers couldn't get a hold of me and the address that they have for me is wrong. Nope, it's right. And yes, I ignored two texts from them. Two you guys. That's it. I ignore more texts than that from family and they know I haven't died, I just forgot. And why the heck did they think I moved? Maybe if they stopped by my apartment, that they have been to no less than 5 times, they would see I was still here. You'd think our bright yellow car parked in front would be a clear sign that we are still here. Gah...

Awesome:

• Finally driving up to Pine Valley, a tiny little town tucked into the mountains. It's beautiful, cool, and has a gorgeous little reservoir with pine trees. We went just before it decided to snow again up there.
• I've said it once and I'll say it again, Skype!
• Clippers made just for dog hair. It's makes things just a tad bit easier. Although that didn't stop us (ok, me) from botching her hair cut. Poor mangy looking girl.
• Sno Cones are officially back in our lives again! YAY!

Wishy Washy, Flip Floppy

So I've been trying to be good. Reeeeeaaaal Good.

I'm trying to get my booty in gear and in shape.

 

This has led to a month of running twice a week. Not super awesome but better than nothing. This month I'm shooting for 3 times a week. Baby steps you guys, it's not like I've run a half marathon before or something.

Oh that's right....

I'm also trying to get back on board with P90X. I really do love the workouts. There's something different everyday... and most importantly it works. It's worked before and it'll work again.

If I can keep motivated to do it.

The problem is I'm all gung ho, balls to the wall one week, running and working out like a crazy person and eating like a champ (who needs sugar!?) and then the next week I'm all "I need sugar, pass me a donut while I polish off this brownie sundae and watch 8 episodes of Castle.

I let you guess what week I'm on right now as I wipe the crumbs from my face. However it's only Wednesday. I managed to do my Shoulders & Arms workout last night at 9pm before falling into bed. I really had to talk myself into that one. I missed my Monday workout and as we all know if you miss your first workout of the week the whole week is shot and you might as well just give up until the next Monday, right? Wroooong. Bad Danielle.

Up on the list today? Run 3.5 miles. I know this will happen only because Chad has class until 5 and if I want to get home I've got to run my buns home myself. The first 2 miles are all uphill, Help me Oprah! Help me Tom Cruise! But that means that the last 1.5 miles are downhill... and I'm a freakin' champ at running down hills ;)