Maybe I should have mounted it...

I was taking one of my many daily trips to the bathroom/copier/printer/water cooler today and stopped dead in my tracks and became quite perplexed. Now this is a path I take regularly, it's quite simple really; turn right out of cube, right at corner go straight till door, usually I make this trip like a champion. This time however trouble, in the form of a chair, stopped me right in my tracks. Now usually a chair would be something that would stand in my way of water domination, but this was an unusual chair. On this chair was a sign that said "Do not move me, I belong here!" Well that's the trouble, I'm a sucker for following posted sign (a few like "do not enter" and "Danger" are signs I just don't ignore) so you could imagine my qualm with moving the chair to get through. After a moment or two's pause I decided the best plan, of course, would to be turn around and find a completely different path... after I did this as an after thought perhaps that isn't the smart plan... it's a chair for goodness sake... it's really quite a shame that's always the afterthought.

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big changes and realizations

So Chad got into Columbia... and only Columbia so come end of August we will both be living in New York (hopefully the city and not a suburb...) I'm excited/nervous/scared/happy/proud/stressed/in awe/ every other emotion you could possibly feel. But today it all finally felt so real. I don't know why it was today... I don't know why it didn't happen when trying on dresses or tasting cake or any of the wedding planning. What made it real was talking to Chad's sister and saying "we". WE are moving to New York, WE are apartment hunting, WE aren't going to be around for Christmas, Halloween, Thanksgiving etc. WE are going to be in a huge city with a million people, but it's going to be just us 2 as we start building OUR life together. WOW. I'm excited.

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The Rules of Dieting

Hi my name is Michelle and I have a very unhealthy relationship with food and dieting and the small amount of fat that resides on my mid section. There is something empowering and depressing about this all at once. It's empowering because I recognize it and I can sometimes remember it and control my brain, but it's depressing because I'm sure it's something that will only be fixed by therapy and time and I don't want to put in the work. Also, as a MO it's really one of the few vices I get... and really there are worse vices. As some of you know I was in the running to be on a infomercial. With it came food delivered to my door (no eating out of the box!) and 6 day a week, butt kicking bootcamp classes. The food was pretty yummy (although left me very hungry) and I really enjoyed the bootcamp after the first week of being so sore I could barely move. But then things started going wrong. First, it was HARD to stay on track when people around me were e...

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I'm THAT girl... ugh

So in November, before Chad and I ever talked about getting married (but I might have been thinking about it) a friend of his approached him and asked if he would be the Waterfront Director at a Boy Scout Camp this summer. So he said yes thinking it was his last summer to do something like this. So now he's off in the wood of Utah this week for training. Which I am hating. Why? Because he's off in the woods without cell phone service for the entire week and so I have become that girl that is bummed and cried, yes cried, at the airport this morning. So lame. Chad keeps trying to tell me this is just practice for when he's at the camp and will be gone for a month without cell phone service. I don't even want to think about that. It makes me so depressed... the only nice thing is it's the month before the wedding so I can just throw my all into the final prep for that and pack and stuff... In order to stay busy this week I've set up a bunch of appointments a...

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