December 5, 2016

Goodbye... Hello

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Goodbye...

... family weekend of Thanksgiving.

... first month at work.

... beautiful fall foliage and mild temperatures.

... blog schedule I tried to put in place.

... easy breezy moments.


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Hello...

... month of Christmas cheer, holly jolly festivities, Advent and Christmas music.

... first Christmas month away from my family.

... Christmas tree decorating, cookie making, Christmas light looking.

... cold, cold, cold.

... transitional holiday season.

... glasses of wine to celebrate in the evenings.

... first overnight call and 2am - 6am shift.

... possible last month without our own place.

... moments of anxiety, feelings of overwhelming holy crap, questioning this job choice.

... being behind on blog posts, comments, television shows and workouts.

... new initial training and Les Mills certification.


December 1, 2016

Thoughts This First of December




New job: This job is bananas. Seriously, bananas. I walk into the gym in the morning with a plan and everyday that plan is changed and put to the test. Nothing starts the way it should and there is always SOMETHING I'm chasing to get done. I wanted a job not behind a computer and and did I get it. I'm on my feet constantly, either behind the desk checking people in or walking around trying to get things put away or handled. My boss is very supportive and I'm a huge fan of my coworker [oh hey single ladies in the area, holla me] which is good, but scheduling and managing a team of 16 is tough. Something is always going on, someone is always quitting, someone is always not showing up, someone is always asking for help. But, thankfully, someone is always stepping up, someone is always offering to help, someone is always filling the gap. Yet, the trying to get it all handled stresses me to the max. I'm not sleeping as well because I'm always worried about someone calling out overnight and I'm getting anxious driving into the parking lot because I never know what I'm walking into in the morning. Don't get me wrong, I know this is a great experience for my resume, but I already know this is NOT the career for me. I think I'll stay with the company as long as I can, but I don't know how long I'll last in this environment because of scheduling. We will see what the future brings and I'm gonna stick it out for awhile until I can get where I want with a job.
Being nomads: Okay, we're not really nomads, we have a place to live and have since we moved in June. However, it's someone else's home, not ours and it's tough. We are ever so blessed, but it's tough. Especially right now around the holidays. All I see online are people posting pictures of THEIR trees, THEIR decorations, THEIR traditions and at the moment we have NONE. There is NOTHING ours so there is nothing to decorate and make festive. I had a really down in the dumps moment when we came home on Sunday because I knew the Christmas season was right around the corner and there was nothing of ours to decorate. And then Monday happened. My aunt and uncle decorated their home and asked me to help them with the tree and it was the greatest time. We drank some wine, put on some Christmas music, forgot about the time and just enjoyed the moment. Being part of a new tradition brought me a new perspective on our transitional holiday season. I'm sad I'm missing out on our old traditions but look forward to experiencing and loving our new Tennessee life. Right now I'm sharing some wine with family and friends while they chat together and we listen to Christmas music. All in all, life is blessed and I'm thankful for all the good.

The big move: No, I'm not talking about my big move, I'm talking about my sister's. She is moving in January and as the date loom closer and closer I've started to feel more and more sad and anxious. As I've stated before, I know moving is just part of life and my family has been beyond lucky and blessed for being so closely located for so long. However, knowing change is part of life and being happy with change is two different things. I lost it over Thanksgiving because I realized how far away Arizona truly is from here. It is NOT drivable for a weekend. It is NOT a trip on just a whim. It is something to be planned and take vacation for and that means time away from my job. As stupid as it is to write at 33, I am NOW for the first time realizing how much my job can dictate my life, and the fact I can't just up and drive for a sissy reunion breaks my heart. I'm PROUD and excited for my sister, 100%! I'm just sad I won't be able to hug her and smell her and touch her and see her whenever I want. I'm so going to miss my best friend.

Future plans: Oh the future, what a scary and exciting thought right? I've kept this quiet because I didn't want to jinx it, but now I'm putting it into the universe as positive affirmation. Le Husband and I put an offer on a townhouse and potentially could close in the beginning of January. It's been crazy getting everything together for the loan and figuring out where we wanted to live. The location is phenomenal and I'm so hopeful everything will work out for us. I'm also starting to ponder the future of my job, my goals and what I want to do fitness-wise. I know where I want to be, I know what I want to do, I just don't know how I'll get there and how long it will take. Along those lines, I'm not sure where we stand with kids. Originally I thought we'd start a family next year but as of now it will be later than 2017 for sure. We need to be more stable [home and money wise], I need to feel more comfortable with a job future and we both definitely need to feel more ready to be parents.

This blog: Am I wasting my time? Do you all enjoy reading? Will I be happy I have this in a few years? Honestly, I don't know. I took some time to look through posts from this time last year and WOW, I was so much more on the ball and was so involved with y'all. And now, I just don't have the same amount of time and am so tired when I get home I barely open my MAC. I miss you guys, I miss my friends and I miss my community. I keep saying I want to come back, but I wonder if it's really in the cards. If it's something I need to be doing with my time. I might start a fitness blog, because I am getting my PT cert and thinking about doing an online business. Who really knows right now. But, know that even though I'm scarce, I'm still here and I'm still reading. It is usually on my phone when I can't comment, but I'm still here so don't leave me yet.

So that's me, y'all. What's going on with you?

November 30, 2016

Well That Was Thanksgiving {Family Fun at it's Finest}

Hi, friends and a happy belated Thanksgiving to y'all. Hopefully everyone had a wonderful holiday weekend and enjoyed a few days off of work. I was beyond grateful, thankful and joyful to have three days at home after being gone for so long. 

After the longest slowest day at work on Wednesday I got a quick workout in then headed for the airport. My first flight was awesome for space, but was uber bumpy so no bueno. Thankfully my movies kept me sane on the second flight. 


Le Husband greeted me with dinner from our favorite Arlington restaurant and it was a delightful midnight snack. There were quick hellos at home and then it was time to pass out and get some sleep before Thanksgiving Thursday.

We were up bright and early, mostly because Sportyspice arrived at 8am [wth] but it was nice to get some chill morning time with her. After lots of coffee, some food prep it was time to create a Thanksgiving morning cocktail and we thew together cranberry juice, lime, pomegranate juice, orange juice, sugared cranberries and of course, champs. It was delicious and fabulous to sip on all morning while watching the parade and relaxing while food cooked.



Before eating we all cleaned up and changed into some festive holiday gear for dinner. We also took some fun family pictures and one amazingly fabulous boomerang you can see on my instagram.



Then, it was chow time. And chow I did. Two plates of food, two desserts ANNNNND a bowl of thirds after we watched the Cowboys wreck the Deadskins. I didn't get my annual nap, because I was too busy just soaking in my moments of the holiday. It was a delightful Thanksgiving and one I'll treasure for a long time.

Friday morning we woke up, chilled out for a bit then Le Husband and I head to our storage unit to rescue my winter clothes and take stock in everything up in Virginia. WOW, I forgot we had so much stuff. I was able to find most of my winter gear, but a lot of my fancy clothes were stored in the back corner pink bin so it was left up north. 


When we got back home it was time for leftovers lunch and some GG! We split up the episodes three on Friday and then one on Saturday. Winter was probably my favorite because it was such a fun look into an old pastime.



Friday was a wonderful chill day and so Saturday we were up and at em for Saturday morning fitness as sissys. We attend a Kaxae class and it was so much fun. Just another fun memory for the bank, plus I finally burned some calories, haha. 

We all hurried home to clean up because the ladies had a matinee performance of the Nutcracker at the Kennedy Center. It was a wonderful ballet and a great kick off to the Christmas season. Does anyone else yearly attend the ballet?





Le Husband and Daddy were home watching the OSU vs Michigan game {WAY TO GO BUCKS} and afterwards we all headed out for one last family dinner. It was a nice change from all the Thanksgiving leftovers [not that I will ever tire of leftovers from Thanksgiving]. More drinks were poured, the last episode of GG watched [wth last four words] and then, the tears came. Oh my, were there tears flowing from my eyes. 

Everything hit me all at once...Sprortyspice moving next month, the stress I went through to get home for Thanksgiving, then very slim possibility of me being able to get home again soon, the changes everyone is faces and the feeling of HOME I miss so much. We sissys had a MOMENT and then laughed everything back together to get me smiling again. 

Sunday morning came all too quickly and suddenly we were on the road back to Tennessee. I originally planned to fly home, but changed my ticket to drive home with Le Husband after his plans changed. I almost regretted my decision an hour in because of traffic but luckily it eased up quickly. The rest of the drive was uneventful and Le Husband and I had a fun dinner out before we arrived home. Then it was a quick turn around and change for the week. Monday was bananas, of course, and so was Tuesday. I'm grateful for the chance to sleep in a lil today, woohoo.

Can't wait to catch up on all of your fun festivities! xoxo

November 23, 2016

Take me HOOOOOOOMMMEEE... TO MY SEESTERS


I'm coming home, coming home. Tell DC, I'm coming home.

YES! I am flying home tonight for Thanksgiving and I could not be more excited or thankful. I'm so thankful I'm posting with centered text, what the what?!

Le Husband and I split the holidays, one year we travel to my family for Thanksgiving and his for Christmas and the next year we switch. I am grateful beyond belief this year is a Thanksgiving year because I get to be home a few extra days. 

I'm grateful my job agreed to hire me when I told them I HAD to be home for Thanksgiving.

I'm grateful I have all the shifts covered and if someone doesn't show up, oh well. 

Why so grateful? Well, you know my family is super close, but it's not just that this is a holiday. 

No, this is the last holiday together before Sportyspice moves away to Arizona.

In January.

I KNOW!

I KNOW! 

I KNOW! Don't make me cry yet. 

This has been under wraps because she hasn't told her students yet, but today she will. So today I feel I can spread the news and share the excitement and sadness. Because I am truly excited for her and her husband as they start this new chapter with his job [airforce]. I am excited for them to finally be together after almost four months apart the week after their wedding {sad i know}. I am just excited for their new journey.

But I'm also devastatedly sad. I'm sad one part of my heart will be so far away. Sad that we will be a plane ride apart, not just a car ride. I'm sad because we are a circle of three and soon we will all be in different states for the first time ever. EVER!

Yes, I know we are blessed to be so close for so long. Yes, I know we are lucky to have such a great relationship. Yes, I know this is life and what happens. Yes, I know it was going to happen someday. But that doesn't me I'm ready for it to be today. 

And right now it is not. Today is just a plane ride [or two] till home. To my sanctuary, to my circle, to my heart. To four wonderful days of family and memories and love. To food and traditions and tears and smiles. To celebration of us and moments of mourning the old. 

To recap, I'm grateful. Grateful my job hired me when I said this was a deal breaker. Grateful to the people who have stepped up at work to help. Grateful to technology and planes that get me home quickly. Grateful for time together before a big change. SO grateful for sisters who are my best friends and who make it so hard to miss them. 

Wishing you and yours the best holiday!


November 21, 2016

Rejuvenation and Reflection

This weekend was needed on so many different levels. This weekend I found my center again and felt more whole than I have in two months. This weekend was a lot of driving, not a lot of sleep, some happy talks, some not so happy talks, a lot of good food and a lot of laughs coupled with love. This weekend was a rejuvenation and I'm so grateful. 

The past three days were brought about due to a family wedding and honestly a few months ago it seemed like a bit of a hassle to get everything to work smoothly. And then came my new job and I was terrified I wouldn't be able to attend, but amazing coworkers and friends stepped up and helped me feel comfortable leaving town for a few days. The logistics kept changing and each time something else would go wrong, but thankfully everything pulled together neatly and Le Husband and I caravanned with T-Bone late Friday night. We missed out on the rehearsal dinner and drinks but were able to see the bride for a few minutes before everything shut down. 

And then.....it was glorious sissytime!

My heart and soul have taken a beating the past few months and hanging with Babyspice and Sportyspic was all I craved because I knew they would help fill in the cracks brought on by stress and fear. We stayed up late talking, commiserating, cheering each other up and laughing, oh my goodness was there laughing. I felt refreshed in just a few minutes with them and buoyed to tackle life.

Saturday morning we had a family brunch and then it was Brady Bunch shopping time while Le Husband and T-Bone hung out at the hotel. We found gifts, shoes, played around in the bedding section [y'all on instagram story saw the ridiculousness], walked around, had a sister lunch and drinks, struggled to find a CVS, made friends with random people and again spent a ton of time laughing together.

The wedding was incredibly beautiful and the reception was a blast. It was held in a museum and we three had WAY TOO MUCH fun exploring and taking pictures within the exhibit. Boomerang became my new best friend, haha. This was the first wedding in a long time where I felt my entire outfit worked. Usually I have good hair but hate the outfit, love the outfit but have bad makeup, blah blah blah. But this weekend everything was on point and I thought all three sissys looked like knockouts. In true Brady style we enjoyed a fun lil photoshoot during cocktail hour.






In a RARE moment, Le Husband and I matched and I think I have a new favorite picture.



We lead the dance floor all night and had so much fun celebrating our beautiful cousin. The cake was so on point [YESSSSSS!] the food was amazing and the band was incredible. Babyspice even caught the bouquet, woohoo! 



All too soon the party was over and it was time to head back to the hotel. Brunch the next morning was early so people could get on the road and it was too hard to say goodbye to everyone. Even though I'll see my family in three days saying goodbye was tough. Heading in different directions is so strange and not something I'm used to yet.

Le Husband drove to a work destination and I won't see him until Thanksgiving. I had the privileged of driving T-Bone home and we had an easy drive with fun conversations along the way. I'll treasure those few hours for the rest of my life. 

I dropped him off at home and then immediately headed back out to a Friendsgiving. I was late so just contributed wine but loved all of the delicious food. I'm so grateful for kickball friends welcoming us into their group so quickly and for slowly growing our circle. 


Then it was back home to unpack all the stuff and try to get settled for the short week. Things were much nicer with a fire burning in the the fireplace. I love the smell of a good winter fire and even though I hate the cold I'm trying to get in the right winter attitude. 

Which brings me to the reflection part of this post. Life is hard and it can really kick you in the teeth. Stress puts strain on everyone and sometimes you have to truly feel lost, lonely and defeated to find yourself and a new path to walk. This whole journey has been hard, but since September I've been feeling more and more lost, alone and fearful. Friends and family [and y'all] have been there for me, but there were still times of feeling broken and a failure. I don't think I'm truly out of the woods yet, but slowly, very slowly, things are starting to take shape and quite soon some goals could be met. 

I wish I could turn back time and get Saturday back again, but I can't wait until Wednesday when I'll be with everyone I love and hold dear. I miss my family so much and can't wait to celebrate a thankful holiday together. Wishing you and yours a wonderful Thanksgiving!

November 18, 2016

Thankful, Faithful and Funny

Hi and happy Friday, loves! This week has been bananas, straight bananas. Every time I thought I'd have a chance to come here, nope. It's one thing after another at work and slowly things are working themselves out, but bananas is the word of the month for me. At least I'm not bored, right?

Today I am thankful. Thankful for your comments. Thankful for your prayers and understanding about my feelings over the weekend. It made no sense to my husband, he didn't understand [men] but having y'all verify my feelings meant the world. I'm thankful for those who checked up on me. Thankful for THIS amazing friend who offered to help in the kindest way possible. Thankful for coworkers helping me when things go straight bananas. Thankful for generous spirits who help me DIG through the trash to locate something. Thankful for my fitness guy sharing his pop tarts with me when I don't take the time to eat. Thankful for people listening to me when I cry. Thankful to those who are willing to help me achieve my dreams. Thankful for this opportunity to grow. 

Life being bananas has really stretched me and sometimes I feel like I am going to break but it seems each time I get there something good happens. And right now, there is a possible play in the works that could be good. Not great, but good. Honestly, I have some concerns, but I am choosing to have faith. To trust in the overall plan coming into place. I will be brave, I will try and I will trust in His plan. If you need a sign today, here it is, BE BRAVE!
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Since it has been WAY too long since this blog was light hearted and funny I thought I'd BRING BACK a few Friday Funnies. I hope they make you laugh, smile or shake your head. I am working like crazy today but so excited because I GET TO SEE MY FAMILY TONIGHT! I CANNOT EXPRESS HOW I AM FEELING, I NEED THIS SO BADLY!!! Have a fabulous weekend!
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November 13, 2016

The Weekend I Tried to Get Over It... And Couldn't

This weekend was supposed to be oh so great. A weekend in Dallas with Le Husband for the kickball championship. A chance to see my BOFF and her sweet family. When we made the random quick decision to play a tournament in NOLA in September I asked for time off with my front desk job. It was granted and all was well.

Then this job came about and I realized leaving the second weekend into the job wasn't the best idea. I don't WORK weekends, but I'm responsible for the staff that does and I figured I needed to be here since I'll be gone next weekend for a wedding and then I'm back in Virginia for Thanksgiving. I kew when I accepted THIS job I'd be saying no to Dallas. If I went with the other job it would have happened but been extremely short, which would have been enough for sure. Crazy to say, but going to Dallas was something I thought about when I made my job decision.

Originally I thought, 'No big deal. It's just kickball'. But as the date grew closer and I watched Le Husband pack up and head out on Friday night my brain started thinking 'What if'? What if they win and I'm not there? What if I had chosen the other job? What if I could be there? What if I decided to go anyway. I tried to stop the sad monster in my head. I worked the early morning shift Saturday morning, taught a great BODYPUMP class then headed to the VOLS game.

The weather was chilly but it was gorgeously sunny and the perfect last game [for me] of the season. I hung out later than normal, listened to the band on the boat next to ours and enjoyed hanging with T-Bone. It was a great distraction and one I desperately needed while receiving texts about the games in Dallas.

Saturday night was miserable. Le Husband was in Dallas winning a championship. Babyspice was in Toronto on a girls trip. Sportyspice was at the Garth Brooks concert. And Me? I was in bed, cold, sad and lonely as I live streamed the championship game and my team take it all. I was so proud of them, it was a long road this year and they worked SO HARD to make the repeat happen. Le Husband had great plays and I was proud when he kicked in a few runs. But, watching them run away with it made my heart hurt, I wanted to be there. I should have been there. I'd ALWAYS been able to go and now this ONE TIME, the one time I can't I miss out on the win and the money. SUCKS, just sucks.

I tried to let it go Sunday morning, but no dice. I called Sportyspice in tears on my way to church. I cried about missing out on the fun. I cried because I couldn't just take off work like I used too. I cried because it's cold now and I have NO winter gear. I cried because I'm cold all the time. I cried because I missed my family. I cried because it seems like EVERYONE ELSE HAS IT TOGETHER and right now I don't. It was no bueno. She did her sisterly job and helped me feel better, but I still lost it a few times in church. The message was something I needed to hear and helped me some, but I still was caught in the grey pity party clouds.

You may say, what, kickball ruined your weekend? You're crazy. And I'll agree with you. But, kickball is something that ruled my life for the past six years. I traveled MONTHLY with Le Husband and sometime the sissys for tournaments. I've put so much time into being fit, so much money into traveling and I was so excited to be 'rewarded' with a championship this year. I could feel it since September, I KNEW the team was going to win. And they did, without me. Le Husband won, without me. Ouch!

Despite not really wanting to go, I headed to the gym because I knew I needed to get some endorphins pumping. After a short set of heavy legs and pull-ups, I attempted a muscle up and shockingly completed one out of three. It wasn't pretty but I did it and now I know something I'll be adding to my routine weekly.

There was a 2pm BODYATTACK class and since I was there I decided to take it since one of my mentors was teaching. She invited me to shadow on stage and I thought "why the hell not?" so I jumped up on stage and just went with it. Even though I didn't know half the tracks I was able to rock it out and halfway through the class I had my epiphany. THIS IS THE WHY! THIS IS WHAT I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE! THIS IS WHERE I NEED TO BE AND HOW I WANT TO LIVE! In between the burpees, tuck jumps, plyo lunges and pushups I found my why. There were some tears in the locker room as I continued to feel sad about a missed opportunity and I snapped this picture to show the truthful side of my life. It's messy, dirty, ugly, sad and tough, but now I'm renewing my commitment to my big girl goals. The path won't be easy but I will make it work.

I hope you have a great week, friends! Despite my bad weekend I'm sending y'all some good vibes and planning to crush this Monday. Let's all start the week fresh together!